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What is "moving like a bow, and hair like a thunderbolt"?

That is, treat the body as a tense bow, the muscles as bowstrings, the arms as arrows, and the fists as arrows. All the strength is concentrated on the fists and then hit them out.

If you can do this, then every time you punch, you will definitely be as fast as thunder, as fast as lightning, and follow the movement of the spirit. Those who are in charge will be able to avoid it!

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Lin Chong was like a dragon, stepping on the ground, and was walking around the huge courtyard.

Every punch will definitely stir up a strong and fierce wind. The fist cuts through the air, making a sound boom that shocks the eardrums, and explodes a circle of white air waves that can be seen in the naked eye.

He was fully focused, and the Bajiquan moves slowly flowed through his heart, but the speed of punching was getting faster and faster.

In the end, I could only see two vague shadows, only hearing their sounds, but not seeing their shapes. The fierce and unintentional energy swept across all directions, shaving the audience's clothes and their hair danced wildly.

Supporting a hammer, subduing a dragon, subduing a tiger, splitting a mountain, exploring a horse, hugging a tiger, squatting a bear, and pushing a crane, are the eight postures of the Vajra.

The King of Hell has three hands, the tiger climbs the mountain hard, the three of us ignore the door, the king breaks the reins, the palm facing the wind and the sun, the door is hard to open, the yellow oriole holds claws, and stands on the ground to connect to the sky cannon. These are the eight major moves.

The six openings are the six openings.

The essence of Bajiquan is all among these moves and techniques.

Chen Changchun's eyes were shining brightly. His originally hunched body was straight and he was extremely focused. There was no one else in his eyes except Lin Chong.

"One hits the elbow and flips left and right, two hits the elbow and hugs the elbow and rushes in step, carry the shoulder and practice single-shot fighting, and wrap the waist up and flips up and stand in the middle of the elbow, open the divine fist and pass it back..."

"The fist is like a meteor's eyes are like lightning, the waist is like a snake-shaped feet are like a drill; the straight spirit is penetrated in the tail of the pen, the rigidity and softness are round and connected up and down; the body is loose and the spirit is restrained, the body is light and the head is hanging; the yin and yang are weak and the real ones are rapidly changing, and the source of life is at the waist..."

Chen Changchun's lips twitched slightly, muttering to himself in a voice that only he could hear. The content of the chanting was exactly the boxing technique of Bajiquan.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!

He seemed to see himself when he was young. In order to pursue the peak of martial arts, he practiced in the winter and in the summer and practiced hard day and night. He was ecstatic every time he broke through his realm, and was full of energy every time he defeated a strong enemy.

It was not until this time that the knot that had been bothering Chen Changchun was finally untied.

The kung fu passed down by his ancestors was ultimately not cut off in his hands, and he found the most suitable inheritor.

Chen Yunsheng stood next to Chen Changchun, his eyes moved with Lin Chong's figure. His hands hanging on his waist were clenched unknowingly. The blue veins on the back of his hand were exposed, and his knuckles were pinched white, but he himself did not realize it.

The more familiar a person is with Bajiquan, the more he can understand the exquisiteness of Lin Chongfu.

Chen Yunsheng's feeling at this moment is not an exaggeration to describe the eight words "suddenly enlightened and enlightened". It is like a lonely and helpless traveler who saw an oasis in the vast desert. The joy was simply indescribable.

"So Bajiquan is such a powerful boxing technique!"

Chen Hong stared at Lin Chong tightly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Limited by his realm and eyesight, Chen Hong could not experience the essence of Lin Chong's punching skills like his father. However, he could clearly feel the momentum of Lin Chong's punching every time he punched.

"If I start practicing hard today, will I be as strong as him one day in the future?"

Chen Hong asked himself, and then got frustrated by it.

Because he knew that no matter how hard he practiced, the gap between him and Lin Chong would only grow bigger and bigger.

Some people are born extraordinary; while others are born ordinary.

Lin Chong knew nothing about the thoughts of the people around him and didn't care at all. He just focused on boxing.

Only by focusing on one's mind can one move forward steadily.

After a punch, strands of white mist appeared above Lin Chong's head, and his eyes opened and closed, and not only did he feel tired, but his qi and blood became more and more prosperous.

"call!"

He stood up again, and two straight sword-like airflows erupted from his nostrils. The surging fluctuations of qi and blood gradually subsided, and his sharp eyes gradually returned to calm.

The surroundings are silent.

After a while, Chen Changchun said slowly: "Brother Lin, thank you. I will be able to see the Baji of Chen in your hands and be able to carry forward the eight poles of Chen in your hands. I will have no regrets if I die."

"Why did the old man say this?"

Lin Chong walked to Chen Changchun and said solemnly: "Although the hidden wounds in your body have not been cured for a long time, they are not terminal illnesses. I may not be able to remove them all, but it can be relieved by one or two."

"No need to worry."

Chen Changchun smiled openly and patted Lin Chong on the shoulder: "In life, one cannot avoid death. Instead of suffering alive, it is better to feel more happy and go to see his ancestors as soon as possible."

When Chen Changchun said this, Chen Qing's eyes suddenly turned red, and Chen Hong also lowered his head and said nothing.

Guan Yuxin and Su Miao looked at each other, and then turned their eyes open at the same time, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"I have a few words to say to Brother Lin in private, please go inside." Chen Changchun looked around and said in an unquestionable tone.

Everyone left one after another. Guan Wei originally planned to leave her with soft and soft beating, but before she could speak, she was pulled away by Yang Ying.

"Old man, what do you want to tell me?" Lin Chong stood opposite Chen Changchun and asked in a low voice.

Chen Changchun did not immediately answer Lin Chong's question, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, looked up at the vast night sky, and his eyes showed a bit of loneliness.

Lin Chong waited patiently and did not urge him.

"Brother Lin, you already know that the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall is actually a distant side branch of the Chen family in Cangzhou. When Chen Zhengzong came to the door to seek trouble, it was because of you that we were able to escape danger." Chen Changchun said slowly.

Lin Chong's face darkened: "Are they here to make trouble again?"

“It’s not.”

Chen Changchun spoke very slowly, and it was obvious that he was quite difficult for him to say so many things: "Just two days ago, the Chen family in Cangzhou sent someone to send an invitation, hoping that you could visit Cangzhou. At that time, you were not in Donghai City, and I didn't dare to make decisions without authorization, so I accepted it on my behalf. As for whether to go or not, it's up to you."

After saying that, Chen Changchun pulled out a dark golden invitation from his sleeve and handed it to Lin Chong.

Lin Chong took the invitation and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

This invitation was actually made of some kind of metal. The tentacles were hard and cold, and the weight was not light. The cover was engraved with the strong and ancient word "Chen".

Lin Chong held the invitation in his hand and weighed it a few times, but did not open it immediately: "Old man, what is the purpose of the Chen family's move?"

"There is no good banquet, and there is no good meeting. Chen Zhengzong returned in Qingzhou City and must hold a grudge. Moreover, the Baji of the Chen family is the unique skill of the Chen family in Cangzhou, and they will never tolerate it falling into the hands of outsiders."
Chapter completed!