Chapter 44 The Gift of the Two Black and White

"He?" Old Bai frowned and looked at Ye Wuyou from top to bottom, and said with a little doubt, "I said black old man, what's there to bet on this little guy?"

"Hey, look at me."

The black old man smiled mysteriously, and then went straight to Ye Wuyou and said in a bad tone, "Kid, do you know that it is a taboo to steal other people's martial arts in the world?"

"Senior, I came to exchange goods openly. I'm afraid the two seniors have already known that the younger generation is present, so how to start with it?"

Although Ye Wuyou, who has been rolling in society since he was a child, does not know what the other party wants to do, he thinks it is better to occupy the word "reason" in order to avoid suffering from boredom.

"Hmm!"

The black old man didn't expect that Ye Wuyou, who looked honest, would be so difficult to deal with, so he snorted. But soon, his eyes turned again and pretended to be impatient, "Are you here to exchange items?" Then change it quickly and get out of here."

"What about the list of items?"

In the face of such an unreasonable old man, even if he respects the old and loves the young, there is a limit, so Ye Wuyou does not talk nonsense and comes straight to the point.

"Well, the list, old man, if I like to give it, I will give it to you. If you don't give it, no one will want it. I know you must want to say that I violated the rules. Sorry, there is no such article in the Hall of Glory.

The blackhead looked at Ye Wuyou proudly, but he didn't believe that this yellow-haired boy could turn upside down.

"Say, what do you want me to do?"

Ye Wuyou, who was originally a little annoyed, looked at the black old man like an urchin and suddenly woke up, so he directly broke the other party's thoughts.

"Hey, in fact, it's very simple. Who do you think is better in the scene where I chased old Bai just now? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Bullshit! Black old man, can you be more shameless? I'm good at body and speed. You are good at fist and foot prediction, which is not comparable at all.

"Why, are you willing to bet?"

"Old man, you are bullying too much!"

"I just bully you, what?"

......

Looking at the quarreling of the two old men, Ye Wuyou finally understood that this pair of happy urchins must be too boring, so he spent his time in such an alternative way.

"Hey, in that case, I'm not at all!"

Ye Wuyou smiled faintly and then shouted, "Two seniors, I have a way to prove who is more powerful!"

"Huh, boy, blow it. I have been fighting with the black old man for decades, and I have never won or lost. You, a small warrior-level Jingwu, dare to speak out!"

"Well, that's right, bragging is more ridiculous than me, but to correct one thing, I've been chasing you for decades!"

"I'm so angry!"

"It's better to be angry!"

......

"Please listen to me. Each of you has its own martial arts skills. If you insist on who is more powerful, it is really difficult for you to be strong, but you can find a compromise, that is..."

As Ye Wuyou said, the two black and white also stopped arguing. In the end, they were even more thoughtful. Obviously, they were a little moved, but they had not made a decision for a long time.

Finally, the grumpy and pedantic old man took the lead in sighing, "Well, although you have a bad intention, it is not a good way, but Chinese martial arts is extensive and profound, which can never be learned overnight. In addition, due to the deterioration of the environment, it is impossible to generate internal force. Even if you learn it, it is not very useful..."< /P>

Listening to the secret in the old man Bai's mouth, Ye Wuyou suddenly realized that Chinese martial arts has a long history, extensive and profound, but it is gradually declining in such a heavy era.

It turns out that if you want to learn a kung fu well, you must be practiced from an early age, and it will take years or even decades of accumulation before you can become a teacher. If there is internal cooperation, the power will not be much worse than that of crystal warriors. If you add exquisite moves, it will definitely be better.

However, with the destruction of the environment by human beings for thousands of years, human beings could no longer practice internal strength as early as a thousand years ago. Even if the environment has greatly improved, according to the classics, the spirituality in heaven and earth has long been lost, and now it is just a false appearance.

Seeing the unconcealed disappointment on Ye Wuyou's face, the old man Bai also sighed. As a master of martial arts, why did he not want to restore the supreme glory of Chinese martial arts? However, human beings bind themselves and destroy their own future.

"Although the old man Bai is pedantic, what he said is true. We don't teach you martial arts. After all, you are too old, and it is impossible to waste a lot of time learning, but some combat skills can be completed quickly, as long as you have enough talent!"

The old man's words seemed to resonate with the old man black, and the old boy who had been laughing also showed a steady side for the first time.

"Please give me some advice!"

Of course, the smart Ye Wuyou knows what the black old man refers to, and this is exactly the skill he has been looking forward to for a long time. Now that he has the opportunity to learn, how can he not humbly ask for advice.

"Everyone is a Chinese citizen, and it's fate to meet each other. I'll teach you the secret of prediction! Try to punch me as fast as you can!"

The old man black said while putting on a posture and making a provocative gesture to Ye Wuyou.

"I'm offended!"

Ye Wuyou knew that the other party was a martial arts master. Although he had no internal strength, he became an ordinary person, but his moves and experience were by no means comparable to that of a rookie, so he was not polite. A straight punch burst out like lightning.

Bang!

"Kid, you want to tear down my old bones. Your power control is too poor, just like a bull. If I am also a crystal warrior, as long as I need a quarter of your strength, it will be enough to make you cry. Remember to control the strength!"

Looking at the big hand that was not as fast as himself, but steadily receiving his fist, Ye Wuyou finally experienced the predicted energy. However, he was not angry. Instead, he restrained his mind, tried to control his strength, and tried his best to do whatever he could!

Papa!

With the increase in the number of fights between the two sides, Ye Wuyou played more and more smoothly under the guidance of the two black and white elders, and the control of power gradually touched the doorway from ignorance. Although there is still a lot of distance from power, as long as you practice diligently, it is not a problem.

However, it was because of this that he really realized the horror of the prediction. The two had already fought without more than a hundred moves, and their speed was even more disproportionate. However, the black man, as the defending side, was more skillful and kept it. On the other hand, although Ye Wuyou's punching speed is getting faster and faster, he always hits a wall everywhere.

It looks like Ye Wuyou's fist always hits the black old man's palm by himself. It's extremely strange!

"Stop!"

Hei Lao took Ye Wuyou's fist and sent it gently, but he drifted away. Then he looked at the other party with a smile: "Have you any experience of 1506 moves?"

Although Ye Wuyou's observational ability is amazing, he is often fascinated by the authorities. Although he knows some of the key points of the prediction, he unfortunately suffers from no one to guide him and doesn't know how to do it at all. Now the two black and white old men are willing to give advice. How can he let go of such a great opportunity, so he will tell all his experience and puzzled, like a bean.

"Yes, you are a half-way boy, and you can find some doorways by just watching twice. Presumably your insight is amazing, and this is a necessary prerequisite for prediction!"

The black old man looked at Ye Wuyou with appreciation and said slowly, "Prejudgment, as the name implies, prejudgment. From shallow to deep, it can be divided into three levels: micro, distinguishing and controlling the situation.

into the micro, observe into the micro. Judging the opponent's moves by observing every move of the opponent. For example, the other party's fighting habits, style, manner, temper and subtle physical movements.

You look at your shoulder and punched it.

When Ye Wuyou heard this, he truthfully executed the black old man's words. However, at the moment he was about to punch, the eyes staring at his shoulder lit up in vain, and then he punched several times in a row before he refused to give up.

"You must have noticed that everyone's physical attack is related to the relevant parts. For example, if you make a right fist, most people's right shoulder will be slightly raised, and the left button will step back at the moment of punching... These are the characteristics of body language. With your observation, it must be very fast. It can reach a micro level.

As for the differentiation, it is another realm. Everyone has their own momentum, and you can understand the momentum as momentum, fire, wind and so on.

The main way of expression is the movement of the airflow. When you punch to a certain extent, you must hear the sound of breaking the air. This is the fist!

Distinguishing the situation is to capture the direction of airflow that is difficult to discern with the naked eye at the moment when the other party takes action. This depends on feeling, because many masters' attacks can't be predicted by subtlety, so the airflow becomes the most real reaction.

As for how to capture the airflow, you need to understand it slowly, because it can't be said in words.

Next, the black old man roughly explained the legendary third stage - control.

Control is to use all your own advantages to guide or forcibly change the opponent's attack habits and routines, or master the opponent's attack route clearly or secretly. It is a legendary invincible skill.

"Black old man, why is the control you talking about so similar to interference?"

"Hmm, interference, ah! It's just an evil way, and it's hard to wait for the elegant hall. How can such poor skills be compared with the legendary invincible control?

Before the black old man answered, the white old man beside him was full of righteous indignation and said, "The so-called interference is just a little fur separated from control. It must be possible to deal with a guy like you who can only use brute force. However, if you face a slightly more powerful opponent, it will only be counterproductive. Tigers are not anti-dogs.

And there is one of the biggest fatal shortcomings of interference, that is, once you study, you will never be able to reach the level of discrimination, so you remember that you must not try to control it, let alone study interference.

"I will follow your instructions!"