In the next half a month, Wang was very comfortable, Zhang Tong would send delicious meals and medicinal soup every day, and after the two had eaten, they still used chopsticks as swords to stab each other.
This made Wang Chao's wrists and fingers more and more flexible, and he was not sluggish because of the inactivity of these days of injury.
The two fought for half a month, and Wang Chao gradually learned Zhang Tong's thirteen swordsmanship.
I also want to integrate the sword momentum into the boxing, make a sword with my fingers, rack my brains every day, and even sleep in my hands is an unintuitive gesture.
Gradually, the gossip, Xingyi, and Tai Chi in Wang Chao's head are becoming more and more integrated.
Zhang Tong's thirteen swordsmanship is like a link, connecting the things of these three families together.
However, Wang Chao was not surprised by such a situation.
Because Li Jinglin's swordsmanship in the Central Guoshu Museum was originally a master of Chinese martial arts to get along day and night, figure out and try his hand, and set the essence of martial arts.
At that time, the Central Guoshu Museum, Li Jinglin and the "first hand in the world" Sun Lutang, Yang Luchan's grandson Yang Chengfu, and the eight-pole grandmaster Li Shuwen had all studied them separately, and there were already these predecessors' things in swordsmanship.
Zhang Tong only got the sword momentum, and he didn't practice deeply.
But it was just a few simple sword momentums, which fell into the hands of a caring person like Wang Chao, and their role was no less than the key to unlocking the treasure.
Crackling Crackling Wang Chao used his fingers as a sword, using two potentials to bend and bounce, and there was a slight crisp sound that drove the air.
Wang Chao unconsciously flicked the white magnetic cup filled with water on the table with his fingers.
Suddenly, the entire white porcelain cup suddenly cracked, divided into several petals, and the water inside splashed open, making Wang Chao all over his body.
"Mingjin's kung fu has been practiced to the fingers."
Wang Chao was overjoyed in his heart, seeing that he could crack the porcelain cup with a flick of his fingers, he was happy in his heart, but the next moment he felt pain in his fingers, and he quickly took a look and found that a piece of blood had been bruised on his nails.
Obviously, although the cup was cracked when I played it just now, the force of the shock still injured my fingers.
"The muscles and bones of the outer door have not yet been practiced at home, and the copper skin and iron bones are still a big gap.
The ability to resist the fight is not enough, this is also a matter of no way, I have only practiced for two years, although the line is sitting and lying in the boxing intention, walking the boxing god, a day of practice is two or three times more than the average person, but in the end it is only worthy of five or six years of so-so kung fu. ” After half a month of recuperation, Wang Chao's body has all recovered, and it has been nourished white and clean, but there are hideous scars on his arms and shoulders and vests, which are dragged down one by one, like centipedes.
Originally, Zhang Tong suggested that he should have skin grafting surgery, but Wang Chao resolutely did not need to, knowing that if his internal kung fu reached the level of dark energy, the fur was standing up, and the internal strength was released, and the scar could be completely practiced.
After moving his body and walking in circles in the ward, he found that his legs were really a little sluggish, not as flexible as before, obviously he had rarely practiced in the past few days, and his kung fu had regressed.
"Practicing is also sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat" Wang Chao was very emotional, knowing the truth that if you don't practice your hands and feet for one day, you will lose half of them if you don't practice for two days.
Just as Wang Chao was standing on the stake with the posture of a dragon and snake attacking, moving his spine, and trying his body, Zhu Jia came in.
"Oops, you're doing well, how are you fully recovered?"
Wang Chao nodded: "The flexibility of the spine is still a little worse, but I only need to practice for three days, and I can recover, and there is no big problem."
I can be discharged from the hospital today.
Have you made your itinerary for Beijing?"
"It's arranged, I called Grandpa Li and said that there is a fellow practitioner of Baguazhang, and he seems to be a little interested, but you have met him, but you have to behave well, don't let Grandpa Li think that you are practicing a show."
"Flower Shelf 。。。。。"
Wang Chao remembered the scene when he used a machete to use gossip kung fu to wipe people's necks, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, it is a good boxing technique that only kills the enemy."
"Let's go, get out of the hospital, change clothes, the ticket for three o'clock in the afternoon today, it's evening in Beijing."
Zhu Jia raised his bag.
"Wait so soon, I'll give Mr.
Zhang a call.
Then go home and get a few changes of clothes.
Wang Chao immediately called Zhang Tong.
On the other end of the mobile phone, Zhang Tong seemed to be explaining the task, and when he heard that Wang Chao was about to be discharged from the hospital, he immediately said: "You don't have to bother, just go out by yourself, and I'll call someone to handle the discharge procedures." ” Wang Chao was relieved at this time, and when he arrived at his home in his villa in Tianxing Lake, he took a few changes of clothes.
Zhu Jia followed, and when he saw that Wang Chao actually owned such a big villa, he was taken aback: "Who the hell are you, this house is not easy to afford."
Wang Chao smiled mysteriously: "This is my sister's house, she is going abroad now, and I just take care of it" "Who is your sister?"
Zhu Jia broke the clay pot in the spirit of a reporter and asked in the end.
"I don't know," Wang Chao said a very truthful sentence.
It's a pity that Zhu Jia took the truth as a lie and just thought that he wouldn't tell it.
However, she and Wang Chao got along well, and she knew that Wang Chao didn't ask much about her own affairs, and she didn't seem to be gossiping about it, so she closed her mouth very obediently.
Wang Chao hasn't been back to the villa for half a month, he misses it very much, and he walked around the house and smelled a familiar smell.
Zhu Jia saw Wang Chao's action, her eyes flickered, as if she understood something.
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The two got on the plane, and along the way, Zhu Jia was surprisingly silent, and Wang Chao didn't notice this, he was still thinking about the gossip old-timer Zhu Jia said.
As night fell, the plane had already landed at the capital airport.
After Zhu Jia got off the plane, he neither took a taxi nor a car to receive him, but found the subway entrance, bought a ticket by himself, and took the subway.
Wang Chao felt a little strange.
Seeing Wang Chao's strange eyes, Zhu Jia smiled: "Grandpa Li still maintains the tradition of the older generation of revolutionaries, and he doesn't like it too luxuriously, if we take a taxi, he won't like it." ” "Oh" Wang Chao was taken aback, and some respect for this old-timer rose in his heart.
On the way to take the subway, Wang Chao asked Zhu Jia about some information about the old Li senior, and this inquiry was terrible, it turned out that this old man had served as a guard for the prime minister and the chairman respectively.
Now he spends his old age in the compound of the Beijing Military Region.
After a while, the two arrived at their destination, got off the subway, and walked down the street.
After a while, they arrived at the far side of the mighty and majestic military compound, and there were rows of guards standing guard with guns at the door, which was very imposing.
"This is a branch of the military region, and most of the people living in it are retired from the older generation."
Zhu Jia said and made a phone call.
After a while, Wang Chao's eyes lit up, and he saw an old man coming out of the gate from a distance.
The old man's steps were very steady, kicking and stepping down, very important, it seemed to be very slow, and it seemed to be very fast, and he saw Wang Chao and Zhu Jia from a distance, waved his hand, and walked straight over.
Wang Chao and Zhu Jia also greeted him, and the distance between the two sides was more than ten steps, and Wang Chao had already seen the old man's appearance clearly.
The old man's hair is gray and gray, all combed neatly, although the skin wrinkles on his face are raised, but there are no eye bags of ordinary old people, he is wearing a very ordinary gray dress, and he is stepping on mille-feuille cloth shoes.
This painting is very serene, giving people a sense of straightness and calm.
"Grandpa Li" Zhu Jia called affectionately.
Wang Chao also shouted, for such an old man, he should maintain due respect and politeness.
"Jiajia, this is the young man you treated me" The old man looked at Wang Chao.
Wang Chao's heart sank, and he stepped forward quickly: "Senior, I'm rude."
With that, he stretched out his hands and put them on the old man's hands.
When the old man saw Wang Chao's footwork and movements, his eyes lit up slightly: "Good pure boxing" also put his hand on it and touched Wang Chao.
The two put their hands together with each other, and Wang Chao suddenly felt that the pores of the old man's skin tightened and shrank, as if there were tens of millions of sharp steel needles in them, slightly stabbed, and they were all down together, but they were not hairy.
I immediately understood that this old man's boxing skills had reached the realm above the dark energy, and it was unknown whether it was a turning strength, but it was far beyond himself.
"Senior is smart, I lost."
Wang Chao said honestly.
Just now, Wang Chao used the most typical hand-holding etiquette among the older generation of martial arts.
In the old martial arts, two people wanted to try kung fu, and they didn't have to fight, they knew each other's depths as soon as they joined hands.
If you really want to compete, that is, you have torn your face and seen the fight of life and death.
In the old days, the boxing masters, who joined hands with each other, had a bottom in their hearts, so they would not act rashly.
But this has also created rumors from the outside world that Chinese martial arts only use their mouths and do not use their hands.
People are like drinking water, and they know their own warmth and coldness.
If you have to use your hands to distinguish between superior and inferior, it is inferior boxing.
Chinese boxing, when it comes to competition, is not about superiority, but about life and death.
Life and death are important matters, and everyone should be cautious.
"You've been practicing for a few years" the old man let go of his hand and nodded slightly.
"I started to stand in December last year, and it has been two years and half a month now."
Wang Chao said.
"Two years" Now it was the turn of the old man to be surprised: "Who is your master?"
"My master's boxing skills are not knee-high.
But after teaching me for a year and leaving, I don't know where she went.
Later, I practiced it all by myself. ” "Water is no more than knees, this is the pinnacle of strength," the old man paused, "I can't imagine that there are still people who have practiced kung fu to such a realm, but I am old, it seems that I am old" The old man seemed to know the rules in the martial arts very well, and did not continue to ask.
"Young man, you have practiced well, it has only been two years, and you have practiced to the point of brightness.
Although your master is a master, you also need your apprentice to work hard and have talent to practice. ” Wang Chao shook his head: "I'm still very bad, and I can't always do it unintentionally, to the point of natural erection." ” "Natural erection."
The old man read a sentence and looked at Wang Chao again: "Do you want to know the reason?"
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"Of course I want to know."
Wang Chao straightened up.
"There is a saying in the Book of Fists: The muscles and bones must be loose, the fur must be attacked, the sections are intertwined, and the void spirit is in the middle."
The old man said: "Your cold hair can be fried, and your pores are bulging like iron, and the kung fu of nourishing qi has already been fired."
But this is only the step of the fur to attack, and when you face the enemy, you can't completely loosen your muscles and bones.
Those who practice boxing must always have a yin and yang movement, like lead wrapped in mercury, loose inside and tight outside, free to open and close.
The Yang Fire and Yin Talisman is cultivated, and when the enemy is killed on the spot, it can naturally flourish.
Unintentionally move, one step ahead of others forever. ” "The lead and mercury ball still contains this meaning," Wang Chao suddenly understood
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