Chapter 23 Xingyi collapses the fist in rapid succession

"What's wrong, Dad, what's the matter?"

The video was quickly connected. Liu Yunhua was eating outside and asked with a smile on his face.

Liu Weiming said: "Son, let me tell you something. Find a place where no one is around."

Across the way, Liu Yunhua quickly walked out of the hotel and turned his back to the road: "Dad, tell me, I'm listening!"

"Is such that……"

Liu Weiming told his son what happened tonight word for word.

After hearing this, Liu Yunhua on the other side was shocked.

He had seen real martial arts masters practicing kung fu, and their performance was 70% to 80% similar to the Zhou Shen his father described.

It was a few years ago, when their martial arts team started the school season. In order to support the show, the head coach invited a slovenly and unkempt Taoist from somewhere deep in the mountains and forests to practice the Five Elements Boxing in Xingyi for them.

That scene was really thunderous.

The air crackled and exploded as he punched out with his fist.

Bengquan stepped out, and the soles of his feet were like drums.

The clothes all over my body made a rustling sound, and there were fallen leaves and confetti on the ground, automatically in the absence of wind.

It's like watching martial arts TV.

More than a hundred teachers and students who watched the scene were all dumbfounded and speechless.

From then on, if anyone dared to say in front of him that Chinese martial arts were just a show, he would definitely spit on him.

It was from that day on that he began to believe that there were real martial arts masters in China, as well as real internal masters!

"Dad, do you have that person's phone number?"

"I don't have a phone number, but I added his prestige, and he said he would send me the practice method of the Secret of Immortality later."

"Then give me his prestige. I want to talk to that Teacher Zhou."

"Isn't this bad? Wait for me to tell him later, and then you can do it again."

"OK!"

…

…

Xiaozhou Village.

At 4:50 in the morning, Zhou Shen opened his eyes, full of emotion and energy.

Open the properties panel and take a look.

[Name: Zhou Shen]

[Life: 1 year and 7 days]

[Stamina: 9.4]

【Stamina:8.5】

[Exercise skills: Baduanjin Xiaocheng (15/200) Immortality Technique Mastery (8/500)]

[Skill: None]

[Attribute points: 0.4]

Because after one day, his life span is reduced by one day, so his life span is actually increased by 2 days.

And these two extra days are exactly the effect of practicing Baduanjin last night.

Of course, not only did he practice in the central primary school in the town, he also practiced Wudang Hemen Baduanjin three times in a row after he came back.

Wudang Hemen Ba Duan Jin is between internal strength and external strength, and it has certain benefits for strengthening muscles and bones.

In addition to lifespan, physical strength and energy have each increased by 0.1.

Zhou Shen thought to himself, "The physical energy of 9.4 and 8.5 makes me feel energetic and full of energy. I really don't know what it will be like when the attribute points reach the 'normal standard value of 10 points for ordinary people'?"

As for the attribute points, it wasn't cost-effective to add them now, so he planned to save them for extra strength.

Then he got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

When I came downstairs, grandma was already cooking breakfast.

The kitchen is steaming, and grandma is steaming steamed buns.

The steamed buns here are different from the steamed buns in the north. They are stuffed.

The kind without fillings are called "big rolls" here, which are similar to Hanamaki.

"Did you get up so early today?"

"Well, Master Zhang said he would teach me how to practice kung fu and keep fit."

"Then go quickly, don't make people wait too long. By the way, bring some steamed buns to Master Zhang."

"Okay grandma..."

Zhou Shen took a dozen steamed buns stuffed with sesame leaves, vegetables and meat prepared by his grandma, and then hurried out.

When they arrived at the house where Zhang Zhenren lived in the west, the old Taoist had just gotten up and brushed his teeth. The bun that had been tied on his head before was now untied, and his sparse gray hair was scattered on both sides of his shoulders.

"Good morning, Daochang Zhang! These are the steamed buns my grandma just made this morning. You can try them."

"Hmm. Put it on the table."

The old Taoist responded.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Daochang Zhang casually pulled his loose hair into a bun and fixed it with a wooden hairpin on the table.

Then Zhou Shen gestured and said, "Sit down."

Zhou Shen sat down on the stool next to the square table.

There is a faint scent of sandalwood inside the house, which smells quiet and elegant, refreshing.

Daochang Zhang gave Zhou Shen a brief introduction to the relevant knowledge of Xingyiquan.

"Xingyiquan, also called Xinyiquan, or Xinyiliuhequan, together with Tai Chi, Bagua, and Wudang Quan, are known as the four major internal martial arts. Although it belongs to the internal martial arts, its style is hard hitting, like lightning and thunder.

Generally speaking, he is the strongest among the internal martial arts..."

Zhou Shen listened quietly.

Regarding the knowledge of Xingyi Quan, he had read more or less about Wang Xiangzhai's Dacheng Quan when he had nothing to do these days.

But he showed no sign of impatience.

After briefly talking about some of the origins of the development of Xingyi Quan, Zhang Daochang changed his tone and said: "There is a boxing proverb: three points of practice and seven points of cultivation. The same is true for Xingyi Quan. If you can practice it, you must be able to cultivate it."

.”

Zhou Shen nodded and said, "I know."

Zhang Daochang said: "Practice martial arts is a very draining physical and mental thing, so you must eat well and sleep well. It is best not to do heavy work. You must concentrate on it and not be distracted. This requires you to have a certain financial foundation."

.”

Zhou Shen understood what Daozhang Zhang meant and smiled: "There are no financial problems for the time being."

Daochang Zhang nodded and stood up and said, "Okay, then you come out with me."

Zhou Shen followed Taoist Zhang to the bamboo forest behind the house.

Zhang Daozhang said: "Today I will teach you the shape and meaning of round piles first..."

Before the old Taoist finished speaking, Zhou Shen quickly said: "Taoist Zhang, can you teach me boxing directly?"

In fact, he originally came here for the experienced round pile technique.

But the problem is that he can't increase his internal strength at all now, so he must practice external strength that can strengthen his muscles, bones and skin.

Zhang Daochang frowned and said: "Xingyiquan has three times of Kung Fu in its technique, and different advancements of the three-step training method. If you want to gain a deep understanding and gain something from practice, Zhuang Kung Fu is the foundation. If you don't practice Zhuang Kung Fu well, there will be no posture and

Boxing is nothing more than a paper tiger, it will fall down when touched and fall apart when hit."

Zhou Shen nodded and said seriously: "I know, Daozhang Zhang! I just want to get familiar with the postures and boxing first, is that okay?"

Zhang Daochang looked at Zhou Shen's "stubborn" look and was obviously a little angry, but finally said: "It's up to you!"

Daochang Zhang's tone clearly meant that Zhou Shen was regarded as an "abandoned disciple".

"Xingyi Quan has five methods of exerting energy and transporting force, as well as twelve body techniques. The five methods of exerting energy are splitting, collapsing, drilling, cannon and horizontal. It is also called Xingyi Five Elements Quan."

While talking, Taoist Zhang had already started practicing.

"Let's talk about splitting fists first. When using force, it should be like splitting firewood with an axe."

As Zhang Daozhang spoke, his right fist was like an axe, slamming into the bamboo next to him as thick as an adult's arm.

The bamboo broke into two pieces with a "click" as if it was struck by a real axe.
To be continued...