Yang Xiaohu did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly went to get Da Kui's Iron Oolong Spear. Da Kui took his own Oolong Spear with one hand and slowly walked to the field. Since Da Kui rarely practiced martial arts in front of others, Meng Ge and Pan Bu Yang
The little tigers all walked to the edge of the courtyard and stood there to take a closer look.
Dakui turned around and looked at Yang Xiaohu and said: "I will practice your Yang family's marksmanship one by one now, and you can see the difference." As he said this, Dakui stood in the courtyard with the gun in his right hand, looking straight ahead. Suddenly he kicked the gun with his right foot.
The iron spear bounced up with a whirring sound. Da Kui took advantage of the situation and lunged with one hand to stab the spear, but he stabbed it out with the spear awl.
Yang Xiaohu stood aside and couldn't help being stunned. This move was similar to the 'Kui Xing Kick' in the Yang family's gun, but it was not like it. In short, it was somewhat specious. Then he saw Dakui's spear move was not as fierce as it was before he unleashed it, and the spear was thrown backhand.
Throwing it backwards, it stabbed out. At the moment when the iron gun was about to leave the body, Dakui grabbed the gun barrel with his right hand and used a 'returning spear' move. The timing was just right, and the move was hard to guard against.
Yang Xiaohu suddenly realized that his adoptive father was familiar with the Yang family's gun, but now he was using it at will to make a move. Although it was a simple two moves, it was so masterful that Yang Xiaohu couldn't help but be amazed.
Dakui's spear stance was fixed, and his body turned sharply. The iron gun bounced up on his shoulders. Dakui held the gun with both hands and smashed it forward, but then changed his move into "Hit the Purple Gold Crown". In order to let Yang Xiaohu see clearly, Dakui
Therefore, the first three moves were slower, but the next moves were faster and faster.
Da Kui's iron gun didn't hit the ground before it bounced up. First, he shook the gun and danced with flowers and used several types of large flower guns, and then followed with "iron plowing the ground", "golden hairpin dialing lanterns", "strong wind swinging willows" and "evil wolves ripping out hearts".
''Black Tiger Pounces''... Every move and every move is beyond recognition, but it is even more elusive and wonderful to the pinnacle.
When Dakui used the move "Willow Leaves Split Eyebrows", he paused and said in a loud voice: "Master, let me in, practice is personal. Martial arts are not learned, they are learned. Every move is done step by step."
, you will only be an apprentice for the rest of your life." As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted loudly and danced wildly with the iron gun, the gun cherry shaking like red flowers, dazzling the eyes.
Yang Xiaohu stood aside and was already crazy. Only now did he understand the true meaning of the Yang family gun. His ancestors had many heroes, and they relied on this Yang family gun. Although he had been practicing hard, he was never as good as his ancestors.
If you apply things mechanically, no matter how hard you work and how serious you are, you will just keep following the path of others.
There are disciples of Confucius, the sage of literature, all over the world, who can stand out? Sun Wu, the sage of military affairs, wrote a book and said that there are tens of thousands of scholars, and how has it ever been seen that there is another outstanding person who can surpass him? Learning is passed on, and the most important thing is to create something new. This is
It is the wordless heavenly book known to everyone in China but understood by no one.
As soon as he came out of the dream world, Da Kui had finished using the 276 Yang family spears. He saw Da Kui's long spear dancing around his waist. As he approached the courtyard wall, there happened to be a stone lock at the base of the wall. Da Kui held the spear in one hand and lunged forward, stabbing with the spear.
His head pierced the stone lock. There was a loud bang, and Dakui's shot actually pierced the stone lock and exploded.
Not only Yang Xiaohu and Pan Bu, but even Meng Ge was stupid. The stone lock weighed more than a hundred kilograms, and it was carved from bluestone. It was so hard. Who would have thought that it would be pierced by Dakui's spear and then explode, its strength was more than a thousand kilograms.
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Dakui put away his gun and stood up gracefully. Yang Xiaohu excitedly ran to his side and looked at Dakui. He was inexplicably excited. In Yang Xiaohu's eyes, Dakui was now like a god. Yang Xiaohu took the spear handed over by Dakui and looked at it carefully again and again.
As for the gun head, the sharp edge on the side of the gun head is not curled up as before.
Dakui smiled and said: "Don't look at it, my gun is made from the essence of iron juice smelted from two hundred kilograms of fine iron. This gun is called the iron black dragon gun and weighs eighty-five kilograms. The blade is very sharp but extremely tough.
, Ordinary bluestone can’t hurt it!” After saying that, he pondered for a moment and said, “If you want to use a gun, just practice with this iron gun for the time being.”
When Yang Xiaohu heard this, he shook his head like a rattle. He said aggrievedly: "My foster father's gun is too heavy. I can't use it even after a hundred moves to practice with it, but how can I do it?"
Dakui's face darkened and he said angrily: "You can practice as long as I teach you. From now on, you can use this gun to shoot the Yang family three times in the morning and three times in the sunset. If it's missing, you won't be able to eat!" Yang Xiaohu!
Hearing Da Kui say this, he couldn't help but feel like a bitter gourd.
Dakui said earnestly: "Seeing that the competition is about to take place in a month, if you don't work hard and concentrate, there is no other way. Go, I have something to do as a father, so I won't accompany you." Dakui said to Brother Meng again: "Meng
Brother, please pay more attention to the two children and keep an eye on them as they practice. If any of them are disobedient, come and tell me, thank you!" After Dakui said that, he walked back to the back house. Yang Xiaohu stood there holding the iron gun, but he didn't know it.
What to do.
Meng Ge came over proudly and said with a smile: "Sir, I heard that Mr. Feng ordered someone to buy a yellow sheep today. We can have mutton stew this noon, and it will be delicious with white rice! But first, we can have mutton stew.
Tell me, you won’t be able to eat until you practice Yang’s gun three times.”
Yang Xiaohu said angrily: "You don't need to use chicken feathers as command arrows, just practice!" After saying that, he started to practice. Meng Ge smiled and walked aside to supervise the Panbu practice.
It should be noted that it is not eight and a half kilograms, but eighty-five kilograms. Yang Xiaohu didn't understand why the barrel of this iron gun was only slightly thicker than a duck egg, but why it was so heavy? It was so effortless in the hand that it took five exercises.
After more than ten moves, I was already sweating. Moreover, these fifty or so moves were all practiced slowly and without any strength.
When Meng Ge saw him, he raised his voice and said, "Master, what are you doing? You need to be faster." Yang Xiaohu glanced at Meng Ge fiercely, but said nothing. He just followed the routine of the Yang family gun.
When the messenger arrived, although his wrists were so tired that they were about to break, he gritted his teeth and persisted without uttering a single complaint.
Although Yang Xiaohu had seen every move of Da Kui, it was extremely difficult to imitate him. He had no choice but to follow the old routine and slowly dance the iron spear with each move. He was already very tired.
I have been practicing here since dawn, until now it is already noon. After practicing the 276 Yang Family Spear three times, it becomes the 828 posture. It is probably too early to finish practicing according to Yang Xiaohu's method.
Meng Ge couldn't help but nodded secretly when he saw Yang Xiaohu working so hard. There is a saying: When heaven assigns a great responsibility to a person, it must first torture his mind, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body. Looking at Yang Xiaohu like this, can he take on such a big responsibility?
It's easy to say that it's no longer a problem to be hungry at noon today.