Come out and hang out, the most important thing is to come out.

The most important thing in practicing martial arts is practice, practice repeatedly, practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer.

There is no so-called martial arts secret book at all. Martial arts comes from the struggle between humans and nature, from fighting with the enemy, and is practiced bit by bit.

After the sages summarized and combined the most suitable force techniques and attack techniques, it became the so-called martial arts secret book.

The most valuable thing about martial arts is actually its health-preserving formula.

The process of martial arts training can also be said to be a process of self-mutilation, in which one or more parts of the body are trained to become "deformed".

Whether a prime man can fight can actually be determined by looking at whether certain parts of his body are different from ordinary people.

For example, for a Muay Thai master, his fists, elbows, and calves are definitely different from ordinary people.

When an egg hits a stone, no matter how fast the acceleration is, it is fast enough to penetrate the stone, but in the process of breakdown, the egg will definitely be shattered into pieces.

As the saying goes, when you hurt others, you hurt yourself first.

The most effective way to attack is to use the strengthened hard parts of your body to attack the enemy's soft and vital parts. One blow will be effective.

In a life-and-death fight, if you can't tell the difference between life and death within thirty seconds, there is no need to continue, just rub oil on the soles of your feet.

What kind of battle is three hundred rounds, three days and three nights, fighting from the roof to the cliff, from the cliff to the Tianshan Mountain, and finally a decisive battle in the Forbidden City.

Just read the paragraphs describing martial arts like this. Which of those who write martial arts knows about martial arts?

Not all of them are sick, either perverts, or drunkenly, and they are out of breath even if they take even two steps, and half of their lives will be lost.

Those who really understand martial arts do not have the literary talent to write gorgeous words.

He stabbed me with the knife, and I rolled on the ground, then struck me with the sword with my backhand...

Either way, he kicked my calf so hard that I couldn't move my leg. After a while, I threw a handful of quicklime hidden on my body into the grandson's face. While his eyes were mesmerized, I knocked him away.

Knocked him down, first bit off a piece of flesh on his face, and then bit open his trachea...

Martial arts must be realistic, which is basically like the two paragraphs above. The life-and-death struggle scenes are never unrestrained and comfortable. They must be as dirty as possible and as ugly as possible.

It comes in the blood and goes in the intestines. There is no such thing as romance at all.

Huh... the roar of the wind blew by, and a three-edged scraper flew out of Nan Yi's hand and stuck on a wooden stake ten meters away.

call……

Plunging it in again.

Nan Yi is a person who is afraid of death. After he had some money in his previous life, he paid great attention to physical exercise. He also visited many people with martial arts heritage, learned some real things from them, and heard about the true understanding of martial arts.

It's a pity that he was not too young at that time, and his body functions were aging, so he could only watch many things but could not practice them.

There is no way to practice. Practicing martial arts is self-mutilation. Before he can practice, his body will be disabled.

Now this body is just right, he is young, and his physical fitness is good. In terms of martial arts routines, he is very talented and can be called a martial arts wizard.

In fact, what determines whether a genius is a genius or not is the upper limit. Whether one is good at martial arts or not depends on hardship.

Which one of the gold medalists has no talent?

But to win the gold medal, they mainly rely on practicing day after day, and suffering pain and loneliness that ordinary people cannot bear.

Nan Yi pulled the triangular scraper from the wooden stake, then continued to throw it, and continued to pull it out. He practiced again and again, repeatedly pondering the most suitable force exertion technique and the most suitable rhythm, and at the same time allowed his muscles to form memory.

It is better to ask for help than to ask for help yourself. According to Nan Yi, he must have a certain ability to protect himself. Simply relying on bodyguards for protection is far from enough.

Although my current hard training may never have a chance to work, but so what?

Rather than discovering that he doesn't have it when he needs to use it, he would rather learn without using it.

…

On the first day of August, Nan Yi bought a copy of the newly published "Legal News" and boarded a plane to Jianqiao Airport with Zuo Can.

The purpose of his trip was not to Qiantang City, the capital of Zhejiang Province, but to Wen City and Nuozhou, one of the three places with the most rampant abuses today.

"Veteran, go to the station and buy two tickets to Qiqiao tomorrow. I'll go to the West Lake first. Just go to the lake outside the building and find me. I'll wait for you there."

"good."

The soldiers were divided into two groups. Zuo Can went to the station, and Nan Yi took the bus directly to the West Lake. The bus stopped at the Victory Theater, and Nan Yi walked more than a mile to the West Lake.

The West Lake at this time is more beautiful than it was a few decades later, and it also looks quieter and more comfortable, and the lotus flowers in the lake seem to be more colorful.

It is a kind of enjoyment to sit at a teahouse by the lake, order a cup of Longjing, and enjoy the lotus flowers blowing in the breeze.

Seeing a photo booth on the right, Nan Yi walked over.

"Master, please help me take some photos."

"Comrade, where do you want to stand to take the photo?" the photographer asked.

"Instead of taking pictures of me, I want you to take pictures of lotus flowers, two panoramic shots, and a few close-ups."

The photographer looked at Nan Yi in surprise, "You don't want to take pictures of people?"

"No shooting."

Although the photographer found it strange, he would not stop doing it if he had business. Although this was not his own business and he was just an employee of the Tourism Bureau, his remuneration was linked to the business.

If business is good, the bonus will be bigger.

"Master, take a photo from this angle. The focus is on the lotus leaf, with a little perspective and blur."

"Is it okay to have an elevation of thirty degrees?"

"That's about right. You can take another photo of about 15 degrees."

Nan Yi pointed out the angle and focus of the shooting, and the photographer followed his request and took a total of twelve photos.

"Master, have you photographed anyone else on this roll of film?"

"Not yet, I just changed the film, you are the first one."

"That's just right, master, what brand of film do you use?" Nan Yi asked.

"Lucky 100 Colors."

"Then can you cut out the negatives and send them to me together?"

"Of course you can, but the price of the film is a bit more expensive. If you take a photo, the film will cost 50 cents."

Nan Yi did the math and found that Lucky's film was about 12 yuan. Judging from the photographer's skill, he could probably take 38 pictures, so the price of the film was not expensive.

As for the price of taking photos, which tourist attraction is more expensive?

"Okay, I'll give you the money."

Nanyi gave the money to the photographer and left the address of Beijing University. The photographer gave him a receipt.

Sitting back at the tea seat, Nan Yi held a cup and looked at the West Lake for a while. For a while, the pedestrians by the lake saw a thin young man walking towards him, who looked very sci-fi. There were also a pair of foreigners beside him.

Looks like a couple.

Nan Yi knew this young man, and the two of them had taken a photo together, and he even won a big business thanks to that photo.
Chapter completed!