When Bai Ze walked, he seemed to have two thick cushions under his feet, and he looked like an ordinary person walking forward step by step. However, as his body swayed, two balls of breeze seemed to have emerged from his feet. In a blink of an eye, he left the Taekwondo Hall.

If it weren't for the time when we came, we would still be unfamiliar with the roads in the community, and most of the pedestrians were foreigners. They couldn't even find out if they wanted to find out. Then Sun Lei and Zhou Jie, who were running all the way, couldn't catch up with them, even the figure could not be seen.

"Okay, okay, Bai Ze... don't be angry... My sister Yanyan just wants to try if you have real skills. You are a real man and don't even have the ability tolerate others... Oh, I'm so tired!!"

After running for hundreds of meters in one breath, Sun Lei suddenly rushed up from behind, grabbed Bai Ze's clothes, scolded and gasped, and finally finished speaking, his head and face were already sweating profusely, and he wet his clothes.

Zhou Jie, behind him, performed even more unbearable. He was a teenager who ran much slower than Sun Lei. When he came to him, he couldn't even speak. He only held the Roman-style lamppost next to him with one hand and bent down to breathe. Apart from this, for some reason, Sun Yanyan did not follow him.

"I'm not angry, I just feel a little surprised!" Bai Ze looked at the two of them, a little amused.

Just now, although Sun Yanyan was ruthless in her voice, she was not good at her style, but the two sides were far behind. Although she had already used all her strength, she still couldn't even cause any harm to Bai Ze. What's more, there was Park Ji-chang's incident later, and Bai Ze's mind was now putting his mind elsewhere.

Except for the moment when he responded, a sense of resentment rose in his heart and wanted to fight back fiercely, he didn't really care much about Sun Yanyan's actions.

It's just a little provocation from a little girl who usually "should be very high" who has practiced for several years. Although the girl's actual age is a few years older than him, what can he do? She can still slap her to death in public?

If that is the case, no matter how skillful he is, a group of armed police will be able to make a sieve even if the master is surrounded.

There is no need to cause trouble for yourself for this matter.

Besides, Sun Lei is here, and their relationship is good at least.

"Brother Bai... I knew you were a martial arts master... but I didn't expect that you would be so high... so handsome...!" I took a few breaths into my lungs like a bellows. Zhou Jie's face slowly turned red. Looking at Bai Ze's eyes, there was a kind of worship light called crazy.

"Let's stop standing by the road. It's getting late. Let's have a meal first. Find a quieter place, and then I'll go back early! The squad leader, to be honest, I don't have much money on me anymore. Please invite this meal. When I get back, I'll invite you back!"

"I didn't say this. If you don't say it, I will do my best to be a landlord!" Sun Lei laughed a little, as if she had succeeded in her conspiracy. She immediately pointed her hand at the front: "Most of the things in the community here are Western food, which tastes difficult. I don't like it, but there is a Jinchengyuan not far away. It's of good quality and quiet. Let's go there to find a private room and have a good chat!"

Soon, the three of them found a private room and sat down in Jinchengyuan, not far from Lushan International.

"Bai Ze, have you been lying to me, saying that you are a few tricks of grappling and fighting in the army that your grandfather learned? So how can you explain this today? My dad is a soldier. I have seen him practice Sanda in the army. Although he can match a few of them, he is not as good as you. He is still in the army. There is no reason why there is such a big gap?"

Following the recipe, she ordered a large table of dishes in one breath. When the waiter wearing cheongsam went out and closed the door of the private room, Sun Lei could no longer help but be confused and went straight to the point. Her father was a soldier, which was not a secret among classmates. It is said that it was the main combat unit of a certain military region. It is not surprising that she has seen some fighting and fighting in the army.

"Yes, Brother Bai! I am a crazy fighting fan. Although I haven't practiced it, I have studied it a lot in various professional magazines. But I can't tell you what you are practicing. You told Park Ji-chang that you are practicing legs, but I see that your legs have not become thicker and deformed at all! Is it still the same as ordinary people!"

Zhou Jie echoed with the voice, touching his chin with his hand, making a look like an expert hand, and then he smiled after seeing Bai Ze, and then said, "I'm not lying to you, the class monitor. The key is that in this year, there are too few people practicing qigong clothes around us, and I don't want my classmates to know about it, and I treat me as an alien. Besides, my practice is just a hobby. It's no different from your running. As for grappling and fighting, I have really practiced some, but I have practiced so hard that I've poked my feet since I was a child."

"Post the foot?" Sun Lei and Zhou Jie looked at each other, and then asked a very silly question: "What's the matter of poking the foot? Do you poke someone with your foot?"

Bai Ze shook his head and looked at her helplessly, but he couldn't laugh. Although Sun Lei's question seemed a bit stupid to him, he could understand it even if he thought about it. There were so many Chinese martial arts, he couldn't even count them. An outsider who never contacted this area would of course be even more unbearable. As for Jay Chou, he was interested in kung fu, such as Taekwondo and Karate, which can attract young people's attention, and his reputation as a hit is not very famous, and he cannot compare with Tai Chi, Xingyi and Bagua, which have been widely spread in recent years, are rarely known.

"The poking foot in my school is said to have evolved from the big gun technique on the horse. Killing people with a gun is called poking, so it is called poking foot, which also makes the point of foot like a gun. It's probably that's it!" Bai Ze scratched his head, and tried to simplify the language and explain it briefly to the two of them.

"Wow, poke the feet! I remembered that CCTV seemed to have done several episodes of programs introducing Chinese martial arts in the past few years, and there are a few episodes of it about Yibei poke the feet."

At this moment, Zhou Jie, who was standing beside him, suddenly shouted and danced excitedly: "It turns out that the films above are all real. I thought it was a fake documentary, all of them were stunt shots. Sister Leizi, you don't know that there is a little girl about the same age as me. Six bricks stand together, and she kicked them all to pieces. She is so skillful that she is poking her feet!"

(This video is real. If you are interested, you can search the video "Ling Li Po" on Baidu. After watching it, it is very shocking. Experts are among the people.)

"It's really amazing! Brother Bai, you've practiced this kind of kung fu!" Zhou Jie suddenly realized and looked excited.

"Really? Isn't martial arts also a sports event? I used to watch martial arts competitions on TV. Although the movements were good, the swords and swords were all bright iron pieces. They used a little strength to shake left and right. Moreover, I saw that the competitions on the ring were all Sanda, boxing, Muay Thai, and so on. It seems that there are very few people who practice traditional martial arts. Moreover, I see that my father and others are not as magical as they say on TV. The movements are very simple, just one punch and one kick, which is far less beautiful than Sister Yan Yan's practice of Taekwondo."

"Oh. What you are watching is not Taekwondo in the true sense, but something that Koreans use to make money. As long as it is a martial art that can be related to actual combat, no matter whether it is domestic or foreign, no matter it is good to play. For example, we have seen some Tai Chi that the elderly play in the park, with their movements stretching and generous, and they are slow and slow, and then wearing white training clothes. Is it good to look good? Good to look good. But in fact, these are all things that the country promotes fitness exercises and has simplified and deleted countless contents. When ordinary people practice, although they can strengthen their bodies, they want to practice real kung fu with this kind of specious but not dance-like routine, it is like dreaming."

"A master who truly practices Tai Chi needs to go through at least ten years of uninterrupted hard practice when he gets the true teachings. This is still a person who needs to practice, and he has enough understanding, otherwise he will not be able to practice real things for a lifetime."

Bai Ze gave an example casually, but what he said was all about Sun Lei and Zhou Jie who had never heard of before. He suddenly felt that his horizons were wide open, as if he had opened a novel door.

"So my grandma practices Tai Chi so many reasons. What are real things and real kung fu?"

"In Taoism, the essence of Tai Chi is Yin and Yang. It is important to divide oneself into Yin and Yang. By practicing the skill of listening to the strength, you can immediately hear the strength of your opponent, or you can divide it into one. The simplest thing is to directly destroy the center of gravity of their body, leverage the force to hit the force and fall out. For example, Yang Luchan, the founder of Yang style Tai Chi, studied art in Chenjiagou. When he was successful, he used clothes to exert force, and practiced the skill of removing the force in Tai Chi to the extreme. This is what mosquitoes and flies cannot fall, and feathers must not touch them. Moreover, Tai Chi is definitely not what you see. If you really want to use it to hit people, it is not only about using force to hit the force, but also the most powerful five-element hammer, single whip, cross hand, and a millstone with a strong force will be smashed into pieces on the spot."

"Brother Bai, you're so good. Are you also a master of Tai Chi?" Zhou Jie was fascinated by hearing this. He was originally a teenager, but now he is in adolescence. He has a rebellious mentality. The more his parents don't let him do anything, the more interested he is. Now when he hears Bai Ze's words, all he has never read in magazines and books before, just like some scenes in martial arts novels and movies, his attraction to him is naturally extremely strong.

"Oh. I dare not say that I am a Tai Chi master." Bai Ze smacked his lips and smiled mockingly: "In the past, I studied for a while, but without the guidance of a famous teacher, and I couldn't achieve any great achievements by practicing. So far, I only have a little bit of superficiality. What I just said was some of the information I found before, and it was not true."

"Then your best thing is poking your feet?"

Jay Chou's eyes became brighter and brighter, staring straight at Bai Ze's face. Bai Ze felt embarrassed when he saw it. He had to turn the topic a little and asked back, "Didn't you go to learn Taekwondo before?"

"Go! Brother Bai is here, I'll learn Taekwondo. I'm not unaware of what Park Ji-chang, who was so swearing up, looks like now. Brother Bai, teach me kung fu!"

Bai Ze was about to speak, and at this moment, a bang suddenly came through the wall on one side of the private room, as if the cup had fallen to the ground and broke. Then there were loud noises in the corridor outside the door, mixed with screams and crisp and cold shouts from women.

"Oh, no, it's Sister Yanyan's voice!" The movement caused the three people in the room to be stunned for a moment, and then the expression on Sun Lei's face changed, "Bai Ze, come and help. My sister just went back to the supermarket and asked someone to prepare the freshest beef for you from the warehouse. I heard that this hotel has been in trouble recently. People often come to make trouble, so it must be met by my sister. She has a bad temper and is so upset. Now there must be a fight outside!"

"Damn it, these hooligans don't come sooner or later, so they have to come at this time!"

While explaining to Bai Ze, Sun Lei jumped up from her seat and grabbed the door with Zhou Jie almost at the same time. She brushed it and opened the door and rushed out. Sure enough, she saw that Sun Yanyan, who had already changed into summer clothes, was confronting seven or eight men in front of her who seemed to be fierce.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two men standing at the back of the crowd dressed in Tibetans, with curly hair and dark skin immediately turned around and their eyes swept hard on Sun Lei and the others.

"Look at what, go back to have a meal!" A man saw Jay Chou rushing out, and immediately kicked it with a bang, and even Sun Lei behind him fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

"You are looking for death!" Sun Yanyan, not far away, was originally confronting each other, but when she saw it, her eyebrows were raised and she emitted a very sharp smell from her body. Before she finished speaking, her spine joints moved, her waist and hips twisted, and she lifted her feet and kicked her out.

The man who was in the brunt of the song was kicked on the spot. With a bang, he flew backwards more than a meter away, hitting the wall hard, kneeling on the ground and coughing, and spitting out a mouthful of blood foam in a blink of an eye. Obviously, Sun Yanyan's kick was not light either.－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－
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