Seeing that everything was taken care of, Wan Lin and the others followed their grandfather to practice in the courtyard every day. ○○Point○Xiao○ said, www※c︾om This morning, Dali and Chengru were each holding a two-meter-long stick.
The sticks were sparring in the courtyard, and the shadows of the sticks collided fiercely with the sound of "woo-woo", and the sound of the sticks clashing rapidly "bang bang" resounded throughout the courtyard.
The old man and Professor Chang stood under the eaves, and Wan Lin and others were scattered by the courtyard wall, all watching the scene nervously.
Professor Chang's eyes were wide open and his hands were clenched tightly together. He knew that vigorously using the Wanjia stick method taught by the old man and Chengru using the Shaolin stick method, the sparring in front of him was not a routine in a martial arts performance.
Fight, this is a real combat competition. Both of them have used their full strength. If they are not careful, there will be casualties. He did not expect that Wanjia disciples would use this kind of training method that is close to actual combat.
At this time, Chengru's stick in the field suddenly hit Dali's chest like a dragon out to sea, with a fierce sound of wind! Professor Chang was shocked. If a stick with such force hit his chest, ordinary people would be shocked.
He was about to be killed on the spot, but both of them were merciless in their attacks.
Xiaoya and the others next to them also opened their eyes unconsciously. Just when they saw Dali was about to be punched into the chest by the long stick, the back end of the long stick in the big hand suddenly raised, and Chengru was hit with a "snap"
The head of the stick is tilted, and the long stick of Cheng Confucianism "wows"
A sound got between Dali's left arm and body. Dali's left hand suddenly let go of the long stick, and his arm suddenly sank to lock Chengru's long stick. The long stick in his right hand struck out like lightning, with a "bang" sound,
The long stick was swung firmly on Chengru's back.
Professor Chang was shocked, but the old man next to him burst out laughing "hahaha" and walked into the field. Professor Chang also strode over, grabbed Chengru's arm and asked worriedly: "It's okay.
Bar?"
Chengru's long stick was still tightly locked under his armpit by Da Li's left arm. He smiled bitterly and said to Professor Chang: "It's okay, I'm wearing a bulletproof vest underneath, and I was lucky enough to protect my back just now."
Professor Chang breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that both of them were wearing bulletproof vests under their camouflage uniforms. But he knew that Dali’s stick with the sound of wind hit Chengru firmly on the back.
Wearing body armor, most people can't stand such powerful blows. Unexpectedly, these people have developed their internal skills to the point of being as strong as steel. As long as they use their skills, cold weapons can't cause harm to these people at all.
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At this time, Dali released his left arm and looked at Chengru with excitement. In the past, he could not defeat Chengru, who had been practicing Shaolin Kung Fu since he was a child. Unexpectedly, he now learned the Wanjia stick technique taught by his grandfather.
He became a Confucian in one fell swoop and was defeated with a stick.
Chengru retracted his long stick at this time, looked at the old man next to him in surprise and asked: "Dali's move just now was so amazing. My move was very appropriate in terms of strength and timing. How could he kill me so quickly?"
The stick hit the side and directly locked my weapon?"
Dali's movements just now were too fast. He really didn't see how he was defeated? Grandpa glanced at Chengru with a smile, turned to look at Dali again and said: "Good boy, use my Wanjia's stick skills to the fullest.
!If this were in ancient times, he would definitely be a majestic general!"
The old man then turned around and called to Xiaoya and the others: "Come here, you guys also want to listen." Xiaoya and the others immediately gathered around.
The old man looked at everyone, and then said to Chengru: "You are very good at using this set of stick techniques, but you lack flexibility in adapting to changes. You must remember that you cannot use your full strength at any time against the enemy. You must
You should leave two or three points of strength to guard against your opponent's counterattack. You just suffered a loss in this. Logically speaking, your skill is much stronger than Dali, and your reaction and speed are faster than Dali. You should never lock your weapon with Dali.
, the defeat will be due to the move just now."
When the old man said this, he gestured with the moves he had just used with his hands, with a proud look on his face, and then said: "This is Wanjia's Kung Fu. Da Da Da's internal strength is slightly weaker, so based on his height and lightness, I
I passed this stick technique on to him."
When Chengru heard this, he raised his hand and gave a thumbs up to Dali with a smile. Dali straightened his back and said "hehehe" with a silly smile.
The old man then looked at Xiaoya and the others, and then said: "Our Wan family has lived in seclusion in the mountains for generations. These kung fu passed down by our ancestors were gradually accumulated from actual combat in the cold weapon era. They are not out of shape and have extremely high performance."
It has strong practical effects. Unlike some of the kung fu that are currently circulating, they have gradually evolved into fitness routines, greatly weakening the original martial arts effects."
Chengru and the others carefully reflected on the old man's words, and then they understood why the old man always insisted on letting them practice with all their strength when teaching them Kung Fu, even at the risk of being injured. Because only in this way can Wanjia show their full potential.
The characteristics of kung fu train one's reaction and adaptability in times of war.
The old man saw several people nodding frequently and knew that they had understood what he meant. He turned to Xiaoya and Lingling and said, "Okay, you two will come and practice too." After saying that, the old man turned to face a picture under the eaves.
The table suddenly waved its hand, and the two short sticks about one meter apart seemed to be attracted by an invisible force. They suddenly separated from the table and jumped into the air, flying into the old man's hand.
Professor Chang looked at the short stick flying in the air like an arrow from the string, and quickly took a step back. He was shocked. The old man's internal skills had been developed to the point of photographing objects from a distance!
Xiaoya and Lingling kicked off the ground, and rushed towards the short sticks flying towards them like lightning. With their right hands, they had already grasped a short stick and were standing on the ground. If their feet were wrong, they would rush towards each other.
"Slow down!" The old man suddenly stopped the two of them, and then said to Zhang Wa and the others: "Please pay attention to their moves. This is how to use a short stick. It is a set of stick techniques that I taught them recently. They are girls.
Their strength is not as good as yours, so I teach them this kind of close combat skills, which is suitable for hand-to-hand combat. You can use this set of stick techniques with the guns in your hands, and it is also suitable for you."
The old man said, waving and leading Wan Lin and others out of the center of the venue. Just when Xiaoya and Lingling raised their weapons to start, Wan Lin's mobile phone on the small table under the eaves suddenly made a rapid ringtone!
"It's from Litou!" Wan Lin's expression changed when he heard the ringtone, and he flew under the eaves. On a small table under the eaves, several people's mobile phones were neatly placed, and the mobile phone closest to the side was flashing rapidly.
Moving light.
Wan Lin grabbed his cell phone, and before he could answer it, the cell phone on the far right suddenly started ringing rapidly. The ringtones of the two cell phones, accompanied by the flashing of the indicator lights, rang rapidly throughout the courtyard!
Wan Lin turned around, picked up another cell phone with his left hand like lightning, turned around and shouted: "Wen Meng!" He threw the cell phone that made a rapid sound with a wave of his left hand, and quickly pressed his own phone number with his right thumb.
answer button.
"I am Li Dongsheng, order: All Leopard members return to Military Region A immediately!" Li Dongsheng's concise and powerful voice immediately came from the microphone, "Yes, all Leopard members return to Military Region A immediately!" Wan Lin knocked his feet.
Heeled, straightened his body and answered loudly.
At this time, a clear voice sounded from the side: "Yes, Wen Meng and Wu Xueying will return to the headquarters immediately!"