Chapter 109 Wooden Pile
PS: Brothers' red tickets are not good... Yihai is working harder every day, but please ask for the red tickets to be a little more powerful...
Chapter 103 Wooden Pile (First Update)
Facing the wooden pile, Li Jiaguan has a very familiar feeling. His childhood memories seem to be vivid. The half-crazy old man, in the process of memorizing the boxing of Wing Chunquan, was extremely strict, some were some unreasonable, and some were harsh and chilling. I still remember that among some yellow and dilapidated books of Wing Chun Boxing, the most common thing that appears is not the human meridians and footprints, but the wooden pile in front of me!
"I'll teach you a basic routine first, which is to practice your finger joints. Boxing, especially Wing Chun, has very high requirements for finger bones. If the foundation is not played well, it is also training. For people with a good foundation, it is the grinding of finger bones, and for people with a bad foundation, it is damage to finger bones! Between the front line, the difference between heaven and earth, you can't be lazy. Liu Ruixin said earnestly.
"Don't worry, I almost wandered in front of the Hall of the King of the Hian because I couldn't do it. I still know the importance of this life-saving ability. Besides, how can you say that he is also a famous master in the world? If you can practice Wing Chun under your guidance, I have to cherish this opportunity, right? Li Jiaguan patted his chest and promised.
Liu Ruixin rolled his eyes and said, "I warn you that I teach you how to practice Wing Chun boxing is so profound. It's a pity if you don't train. I'll teach you how to practice Wing Chun. You absolutely can't reveal it, otherwise, hum! I must clean up the portal! Kill you!"
"Don't worry, I can't even reveal your whereabouts to the outside world. How can I tell you about teaching me Wing Chun like the outside world?" Li Jiaguan said with a smile.
"Well, you didn't disclose my whereabouts. You didn't let people all over the world know. I don't let you tell others about the things I taught you Wing Chun. It refers to the people behind you who asked you to come to me!" Liu Ruixin said in an unquestionable tone.
Li Jiaguan knew that the 'other' referred to by Liu Ruixin refers to the force left by Master Qiao Si represented by Song Yingying. If you want to hide this from Song Yingying, I'm afraid she won't know it if she doesn't say it. According to Li Jiaguan's speculation on Song Yingying, this kind of woman, who is like a colored poisonous snake, is absolutely impossible to rest assured that she can act as a bridge to all connections with such a heavy chip as Liu Ruixin. In case she goes against the water, won't Liu Ruixin suddenly become their enemy? Song Yingying will definitely make all the plans! I must have been monitored by the people appointed by Song Yingying in some places! Li Jiaguan doesn't think he has the ability to plug Song Yingying in all the people near his living environment one by one. The only most convenient way is to immediately cut off all contact with the outside world!
Li Jiaguan smiled bitterly and spread out his hands and said, "If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll eat, drink and sleep in this space for a while!"
Liu Ruixin nodded and said, "Well, this is the best. For self-cultivation, nothing is more suitable than a little peace of mind and dedication. Don't leave here. The entry foundation needs to be led by someone. At this stage, I will guide you every day. It is estimated that in about a month, you can reach the level of self-cultivation by watching videos, pictures and secrets.
After saying that, Liu Ruixin came to the front of the wooden pile, turned the horse, retreated, entered the horse, snake-shaped hand, single circle hand, double circle hand, a set of sharp basic skills fast attack, greeted the wooden man pile, and only heard a muffled sound of the wooden pile, as if beating a drum.
Pright in the deep summer.
The window of the practice room was open, and a moth flew in and bypassed from behind the wooden pile. However, when seeing the moth passed behind the wooden pile, Liu Ruixin slammed the wooden pile and unexpectedly inspired a dark energy behind the wooden pile and directly landed the moth to the ground!
Li Jiaguan couldn't help taking a deep breath. If the wooden pile is alone and two people rushing towards Liu Ruixin together, I'm afraid that the punch just now is enough to easily knock down two people with one punch! It's such a simple punch. Although the move is simple, it contains kung fu.
"You try it." Liu Ruixin said to Li Jiaguan.
Li Jiaguan walked to the front of the wooden pile and punched with all his strength in the middle of the wooden pile!
I can only hear it--! A sound!
Then there is "Wow--!" A sad scream!
I saw that Li Jiaguan's middle finger joint had been broken, and blood gradually oozed out of the capillaries.
"You punched very hard for the first time. Aren't you going to take your hand?" Liu Ruixin asked.
"You also said that your wooden pile is made of cast iron. Why is it coated with a layer of paint posing as wood? I thought it was made of wood. After that, my finger was dislocated. Li Jiaguan said with pain.
"If it's wooden, I'm afraid that the wooden pile will turn into a pile of wood chips. Of course, iron should be used. Ye Wen's top ten disciples all use iron wooden piles. Liu Ruixin said.
The top ten disciples of Ye Wen?
Li Jiaguan's eyes couldn't help but light up when he heard this. I'm afraid that few Chinese people don't know the name of Ye Wen. Ye Wen's top ten disciples, except for the youngest Bruce Lee, who is eye-catching in the world, other disciples do not seem to be familiar with the public's cognition, but those who are slightly interested in the martial arts world know that these people's status in the martial arts world is absolutely not small! For example, Liang Shaohong, who has been coaching the American SEAL for seven years, and many other disciples who are unwilling to pass on Wing Chun to foreigners have always been praised as outstanding among Chinese martial artists.
"Your kung fu can defeat Ye Wen's top ten disciples, right?" Li Jiaguan asked in surprise.
"Of course not." Although Liu Ruixin is very reluctant to admit that he has a stronger existence than himself, he has to be realistic.
"However, I heard that at the age of 16, you have been able to play Bruce Lee's punches before his death?" Li Jiaguan asked, after all, in the ever-changing world, it is difficult to say whether the legends of many legends are true or false.
"Well, Bruce Lee only hit 50% of his punches during his lifetime. Wing Chun has both strength and yin and yang. Often, the power to hit out accounts for 30%, and the power left in the body accounts for 70%. With the needs of actual combat, this ratio is adjusted, but it will not exceed 50% at most, because in that case, the punching style is difficult to be controlled by yourself, resulting in instability. Therefore, Bruce Lee will never exert all his strength when he is not fighting to the death. But I'm different. Every time I kill, and the other party doesn't die, then I'm going to die. In order to kill with one blow, I often hit with all my strength and spare no effort to defend myself!"