Chapter 2: The Thousand Years of Martial Arts  Flowers bloom on the walls and fragrance outside the walls

"Fight more actual combat." Qiaos said affirmatively: "It's not the kind of fighting on the ring, but the fighting in reality. When you face a fierce enemy, all your skills are useless, your mind is empty, and the fight is all about instinctive tearing and fists. When you exercise to the point where you can calmly face a fierce enemy, your skills have room to play. Of course, you can start practicing in the ring match. What is this called in your Chinese Kung Fu? I think about it."

He patted his head with his hand and suddenly remembered, "Oh, this is called "one courage, two strengths, and three skills". Without courage, everything will be malfunctioned."

"I only have two months. The summer vacation is over. I have to go back to study. What can I do in two months?" Su Jie kept absorbing knowledge and experience from Qiao Si.

This foreigner who often fights can not only help himself practice speaking, but also find fighting experience from him to avoid taking detours.

Qiao Si is very knowledgeable about Chinese Kung Fu and has traveled thousands of miles from across the ocean. This spirit and desire for knowledge are worth learning from Su Jie.

"Ou? Two months, Su Jie, you're not kidding." Qiao Si almost jumped up: "I can't even practice muscles in two months. You know, I have been practicing for seven or eight years. I really have no choice but to do this, unless you practice marksmanship, bang! Bullets can help you solve many things."

Su Jie stopped talking and knew that if he wanted to learn fighting and become a master, it would be impossible to do anything in two months.

Reality is not a novel and movie. If you take a pill, you will be taught a hundred years of skills, or some spiritual energy will cut off hair and cleanse the marrow, and you will become dirty all over your body and you will be reborn immediately.

"That guy has been practicing Sanda, fighting and wrestling for many years. He goes to the gym every day. If I learn fighting with him, I will definitely not be able to compare with him. But I can't let that guy continue to harass my sister." Su Jie was angry when he thought of his humiliation. This is also the reason why he came to sign up for a traditional martial arts class instead of going to the Sanda, Muay Thai, and mixed martial arts class in the martial arts school.

There are also many fighting training classes in Minglun Martial Arts School. On the contrary, few people sign up for traditional martial arts classes. Even if they sign up, most of them are foreigners.

"This is really a fragrance that blooms inside and outside the wall." Su Jie commented on this.

The day's digging and soil training passed like this. In the last hour, coach Gu Yang explained what postures to use to dig, turn, knock, rise and fall.

No other things were taught, and no martial arts movements or fighting skills were taught.

"Coach, aren't we here to learn martial arts? When will we start training for fighting and actual combat?" At this time, a student couldn't help asking.

"I tell you how to make money. Do you have to teach you how to spend money?" Coach Gu Yang said coldly, choking the student back.

After hearing this, Su Jie understood in his heart that coach Gu Yang might only teach some methods to practice strength, and he still has to think about how to use it himself.

Think about it, the students present were all short-term martial arts training classes and could not learn anything profound.

"It's not useless. On the contrary, the energy of digging and turning over is very useful. If you just practice this purely for two months, your strength will increase a lot." Su Jie thought to himself: "Maybe the coach will teach us something more advanced in the future?"

The day's practice is over.

All the students followed Gu Yang to school for a few kilometers, and were so tired that they were as breathless as dogs. They sat in the dormitory for a while before starting to eat. The food in the school cafeteria was still very good, the prices were fair, and the meat was abundant.

Of course, there are various tonic and medicinal meal packages, but it is very expensive to reserve in advance.

Su Jie thought about his bank card and ordered some ordinary meals silently. His family's conditions were not good or bad. His mother was a university professor, and he also had a sister, Su Muchen, who worked as a research expert in a large company and studied artificial intelligence. His salary was very high. He gave him some pocket money from time to time. His father was the security captain of a company, and his salary was much worse than his mother.

The mother is a university professor and the father is a security guard. These two classes are very different. Many people wonder why these two people got married and had children.

In fact, Su Jie also had this question after he became sensible, but once he asked his father, he was beaten up, so he didn't dare to ask.

This time he came out, he did not ask his parents for money, but instead paid the money he saved by doing tutoring students.

He is still in high school. Because of his very good grades, some parents of students will ask him to tutor their children. From childhood to adulthood, he has also saved a lot of pocket money.

He is very frugal, does not play games like other students, does not like toys, and does not like to chase stars or buy any anime figures. He saves all his money one by one.

However, this time, registration for this study class is very expensive. It costs 30,000 yuan in the two-month summer vacation, which is simply a robbery. He spent most of the private money he had saved from childhood to adulthood.

"Where is my ginseng milk chicken?"

Qiao Si also went to the VIP restaurant in the cafeteria and invited Su Jie to come in for dinner.

The chef of the VIP restaurant brought a pot of milky aroma, with a few ginseng on it, as well as various mushrooms and local chicken, as well as vegetables, fresh fruits, beef and other rich foods.

"Ou, this stewed local chicken with ginseng milk, the ginseng inside is best for wild ones, century-old ginseng and thousand-year-old ginseng. The skill is greatly improved! Especially the milk, it would be great if it was milk." Qiao Si shook his head, not seemingly satisfied.

"I didn't expect you, a foreigner, to know Chinese recipes?" The chef became interested and asked in Chinese: "But this dish is only 1,000 yuan. Although ginseng is grown, it is also very old. It is all six years old. As for human milk, do you think this is the princes and nobles of the Qing Dynasty?"

The princes and nobles of the Qing Dynasty liked to drink breasts, but in fact they raised a group of nurses, squeezed out milk, and added rock sugar and other things after boiling them.

As the saying goes, the strength of breastfeeding means that the longer a child takes milk, the greater his strength will be.

"Josi, you are a foreigner, still believe in these? The ginseng planted is no different from the wild ones. The year is the strongest in six years, and the saponin contains the most. The century-old ginseng has become woody, similar to wood, and has no medicine at all. However, breast milk is indeed much stronger than milk, and the various substances contained in it are not in milk. It is true that babies who grow up drinking breast milk are smarter and more powerful than milk." At this time, it was Su Jie, the top student, who was the turn of learning from biology and history classes.

In addition to the knowledge in the textbook, he also learned a lot of extracurricular knowledge.

His physical education class is also OK, running, high jump, long jump, rope jump, shot put, javelin, horizontal bar, and parallel bar, and he can meet the standards. Of course, he cannot compare with those sports students, but he is much better than those who play games and sleep all day long.

Of course, the school does not teach fighting skills, so naturally I know very little about martial arts and fighting knowledge, and now I am making up for it.

"Okay, okay. Let's have a meal. I specially ordered two people today. It's interesting to eat together. I can't eat it alone." Qiao Si called Su Jie.

"Joss, you invite me to dinner. Do you want me to help if you have something to do?" Su Jie half-joking and half-serious.

"Of course, I'll be a sandbag for me. I'll have to train tonight!" Jos ate very quickly, and his words were not very clear: "But I'm not taking advantage of you, it's good for you. Don't you want to become a master in two months? Although this kind of training cannot make you a master, it can also make you cope with ordinary fighting."

"Why do you want me to be your sandbag? I'm not your opponent. You should find someone similar to you." Su Jie asked strangely.

"No, no, no, it is because you are weak, so I can control it. You are a target for activities. If you are similar to me, if we fight with all our strength, you may be injured. Remember, you must not be injured during training, because many times, even professional fighters are injured during training. After being injured, it is difficult to recover, and they will retire and their career will be interrupted. On the contrary, there are very professional referees in real competitions and strict rules. Everyone is careful to avoid fouls. There are very few injuries." Qiaos warned Su Jie very seriously, "So, every time you train, you must take it seriously. Never practice hard and endure the pain. This is a kind of self-harm."

"Understand." Su Jie gained experience again and silently remembered it in his heart.

"The chopsticks are so troublesome." Qiao Si grabbed the chopsticks and couldn't pick up the food. He was clumsy and clumsy. He picked up a piece of chicken and was about to deliver it to his mouth, but for some reason, he didn't control the strength well. Damn it! The chicken fell to the ground, and he was so angry that he threw the chopsticks on the ground.

"There are knives and forks here." Su Jie quickly pushed the knives and forks next to him.

"You Chinese are so amazing. It's so difficult to use tableware with chopsticks." Qiao Si had no choice. He wanted to use chopsticks on purpose to eat, but he just couldn't master it.

He has a lot of strength and good physical fitness, but he uses clever strength to pick things up with chopsticks, and no matter how powerful he is, it is useless.

"We have been used to using chopsticks since we were young, so of course we can do it." Su Jie said, suddenly silent, as if he had thought of something.

"Why don't you talk?" Jos swallowed in big mouth and asked vaguely.

"I'm thinking, you Westerners are born with strong physiques. With knife and fork, we Easterners are relatively thin, so we need to use skills to make up for it. Cultural habits can be seen from the tableware. Maybe some of the principles in kung fu..." Su Jie showed a different mindset from his peers.

After dinner, the two returned to the dormitory to rest. It was a double room, but there was no separate bathroom, but a public bathhouse. Overall, the conditions were not very good or bad.

In Su Jie's opinion, the accommodation conditions are sorry for the tuition fee.

Qiao Si was lying on the bed, while Su Jie began to sit in front of the table and wrote a diary, summarizing the day's affairs, and then felt that he was not doing well, what he learned, and what he had.

This is his habit, which has been in elementary school for many years.

"On July 2, I mastered some skills in digging and turning over. It turns out that doing farm work is so hard, and there are so many skills and efforts. I heard from Qiao Si that this is a very important training in traditional martial arts. I think it is possible, because in ancient China, farmers were very hard and had to do a lot of physical work. In addition, there were shortage of supplies in the countryside, and there were many examples in history textbooks. The two villages snatched each other water resources. When digging ditches, there were large-scale armed fights, and there were heavy casualties.

In ancient times, the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls was actually that if there were no males at home, or if there were not many males at home and they could not beat them, they would be bullied by neighbors or fellow villagers, and village tyrants until they died. In ancient times, a chicken, a tree, or even a few kilograms of rice were very important wealth. If there were no men at home, if you couldn’t do anything, things would be robbed and stolen. If there were many men at home and you could do martial arts, you could survive well. This was forced to survive, and there was no way."

"Jos said that only by having a lot of practical battles can you have the courage to fight. I agree with this. Just like studying, you can do questions again, but without going through the atmosphere of many big exams, you will have a bad mentality, and you will not do many questions you usually do, and your mind will be blank. I have experienced this situation. Exams are similar to fighting."

"What I have to do next is to practice digging and then learn how to use this trick and fight more, be careful not to get hurt, protect yourself, overcome fear, and increase your courage. Su Jie, you can do it!"

After writing today's insights and summarizing it, Su Jie closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt that he was full of vitality again.

He is very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old now, and has strong recovery ability.
Chapter completed!