Under Dakui's force, Yang Xiaohu walked to the wall and supported his right foot on the wall according to Dakui's instructions. Then, under Dakui's supervision, Yang Xiaohu began to press his legs. Yang Xiaohu straightened his right leg and his body could already lie on his legs.
He couldn't help shouting: "Father, I've already stretched my muscles, look." Dakui smiled and said: "It's still far from enough. You have to have your lower jaw and toes touching each other to be qualified."
Yang Xiaohu complained bitterly: "This was how it was when my master taught me. He said that fists are the main method of boxing, and he also said that the legs should not be higher than the waist, and the legs should be the roots." Dakui snorted.
: "That's true, but if you don't open your muscles, your body will be sluggish and your legs and feet will not be flexible enough. You must know that your hands are two doors and you rely on your feet to hit people. Don't look at me and continue to practice! Hold your feet with both hands and stretch your body forward..."
In this way, Yang Xiaohu ran to the West City Gate every morning and came back, and then did Lajin. Dakui was very strict and did not allow any slack.
After lunch every day, he squatted upstairs from the courtyard to the upper room, and then squatted back again, twice a day. Dakui always admonished: "Practice martial arts without practicing kung fu, and you will be in vain when you are old. Practice kung fu every day.
If you don't practice, you will be loose." Yang Xiaohu gritted his teeth and persisted every day until one month later. Yang Xiaohu's waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and his body was in better shape and he was eating better.
When Dakui asked him to kick again, he had already won a big victory. Yang Xiaohu demonstrated the kicking techniques taught by Dakui one by one, and his feet were as dexterous as his arms.
Dakui nodded and felt satisfied. After the demonstration, Yang Xiaohu asked in a flattering manner: "Father, are my leg skills okay?" Dakui smiled and said: "You can use the small tree in the corner as a target and kick it to see.
Look." Yang Xiaohu turned his head and saw that the small tree in the corner was as thick as an arm, and walked over without thinking too much.
When he got close to the small tree, Yang Xiaohu raised his leg and kicked the tree trunk horizontally. He heard a "bang" sound. The small tree trembled and the few remaining leaves on the tree fell one after another.
Yang Xiaohu shouted proudly: "Father, are my leg skills good?" Dakui laughed and said: "Your skills are not yet ready, you have to practice with weights." Yang Xiaohu was still waiting to ask again, but at this time he walked in the yard.
The next person came, but it was Xu Yuan.
When Xu Yuan arrived behind Da Kui, he bowed and cupped his hands and said: "Sir, my subordinates have come from Longping. This is the memorial approved by King Wu." Xu Yuan took out a folding box from his arms and said, "This is the memorial approved by King Wu.
Your Excellency, please take a look." Da Kui took the folded box, took out the memorial, opened it, and saw a line written by Zhu: Shunyuan had allocated food and grass a few months ago, and we will discuss it after Aiqing's memorial.
Da Kui couldn't help but secretly frown when he saw this approval. At first, his master said that King Wu had placed a chess piece in Shunyuan, and that the chess piece should be Liang Youcai. Now Liang Youcai has been beheaded, and the victims have been rescued, but the food and grass can only last for a few months. What the master said at the beginning was actually
Without any deviation, King Wu would rather abandon the more than 100,000 people in Guizhou Province to prepare for the Northern Expedition.
I just don’t know what King Wu will do when he sees those gold and silver treasures?
Thinking of this, Dakui smiled, and then said to Xu Yuan: "Guard Xu must be tired from the long journey, go and have a rest." Xu Yuan bowed his hands and resigned.
When Yang Xiaohu saw Xu Yuan leaving, he asked, "Father, how should we expect this situation to happen?" Dakui smiled and said, "Just wait and see what happens." Yang Xiaohu nodded and said, "Father, I'll go out for a while.
Come back." Dakui nodded.
Yang Xiaohu left the inn and walked straight north. He was still thinking about competing with that Meng Ge in martial arts. Now that there was no discomfort in his legs, he could just fight with that Meng Ge. Thinking of this, Yang Xiaohu stepped up his pace.
After walking four streets and turning right, I saw that the butcher shop had opened in the distance.
Yang Xiaohu came to the butcher shop and saw Meng Ge busy putting meat on the butcher table. Yang Xiaohu smiled and said: "Do you still remember me?" Meng Ge looked up and saw Yang Xiaohu, and couldn't help but smile: "Haha, yes
You kid, are you buying meat?" Yang Xiaohu said angrily: "We agreed on the competition, why did you forget?"
Meng Ge smiled and said: "Forget it, I still have to do business." Yang Xiaohu patted the meat case: "No, you come out now, I have to compete with you today!" Meng Ge couldn't help but hand over Yang Xiaohu's stubbornness when he saw it.
Qiu Rao said: "How dare you, young man, compete with the official? Please tell me if you want to buy meat, don't delay my business if you don't buy it." Yang Xiaohu was stubborn and shouted: "I won't leave if you don't come out today."
Meng Ge stretched out his hand and wiped it on his clothes and asked, "How do you want to compete?" Yang Xiaohu said, "I will compete with you in fists and kicks." Meng Ge asked doubtfully, "What if you lose? What if you win?" Yang Xiaohu said.
Xiaohu hadn't considered this, so he couldn't help scratching his head, and suddenly he had an idea and said: "The loser will have to pay for it. He will be called "big boss" three times. He will also have to carry the winner on two streets." Upon hearing this, Meng Ge shook his head decisively and said:
"That won't work. Who will show me the butcher shop when I leave?" Yang Xiaohu patted his chest: "If you lose your meat, I will compensate you."
Meng Ge wondered: "That's not good. If you lose, you can just call me three times to help me. Walking two streets with someone on your back won't look good." Yang Xiaohu insisted: "No, we must go.
There are two streets, so I can let others take a look." Meng Ge sighed and said, "Then you have to be merciful." Yang Xiaohu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Meng Ge walked out of the butcher shop and came to the street. He turned to Yang Xiaohu and said, "We agreed, whoever lies down first loses." Yang Xiaohu said, "That's natural." Meng Ge said, "Come on then.
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Yang Xiaohu shouted sharply, took a few steps, jumped up, and kicked Meng Ge directly in the heart with a piercing kick in the air.
Meng Ge couldn't help but secretly admire Yang Xiaohu's quick attack, as if Yang Xiaohu's heart-piercing kick was about to hit Meng Ge's heart. Meng Ge crossed his arms to protect his chest and actually received a hard blow. There was a muffled sound.
, Yang Xiaohu kicked Meng Ge's crossed arms firmly, as if kicking against a giant tree and rock, but Meng Ge remained motionless. Yang Xiaohu was shocked, and used the force to retreat. He never thought that Meng Ge would hurry up.
After a few steps, both arms stretched out, and Yang Xiaohu was caught by Meng Ge while he was still in the air.
Yang Xiaohu only felt Meng Ge's hands grasping his chest and left leg like iron hoops. In his ear, he heard Meng Ge shout sharply: "Ah". Yang Xiaohu thought to himself: "It's over. I, Yang Xiaohu, have been embarrassed today."
"This time I will be thrown to pieces." Who would have imagined that Meng Ge grabbed Yang Xiaohu and fell gently to the ground, then let go and took three steps back and said with a smile: "Today's competition will be considered a draw, haha."
When Yang Xiaohu heard this, he felt very humiliated, but he was defeated in one move with his fists and feet. He felt a little bit angry. He thought to himself: "This person is very skilled in fists and kicks. But he may not be able to defeat me with weapons. If I use my best
The Yang family's marksmanship will definitely defeat him.'
Yang Xiaohu thought of this, looked around and saw a bamboo pole as thick as a child's arm standing in front of the butcher's shop, about two feet high with the butcher's stick on it. Yang Xiaohu walked a few steps and grabbed the bamboo pole from the ground.
Pulling it out, Meng Ge shouted at the sight: "I already said it was a draw, how could you tear down my sign?