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"I'll go!" A small man on the side rushed into the back room cleverly, and took a wooden grid in a short time. There were many small grids in it, and different snacks were placed in each grid.
What chicken feet, melon seeds, grapes, chestnuts, wheat sugar, etc., in this season, in this environment, you can still eat these good things.
It can be seen that the life of old man Zheng is not ordinary.
He picked up a chicken paw and gnawed the heart of the paw.
"It's a bit salty."
"Okay, let me talk about this in detail, the reason."
He walked slowly, put down the chicken feet, and licked his lips.
"The reason, this"
He looked around at the circle of people who were eagerly waiting for him to speak.
"What's the matter? Don't go to practice anymore? Can you gain strength just by listening to bragging? Can you do it one by one?!"
"Go, go, go! Let me continue! Work hard day and night, and you won't regret it when it's time to use it!"
He picked up a wicker stick on the back of the chair and drew it towards several people.
The wicker crackled loudly, causing a circle of men to grin their teeth and scatter away.
Only Wei He was left alone.
"Okay, now, let's continue. Where were we talking just now?" Old man Zheng scratched his hair.
"Speaking of the difference between us and ordinary people." Wei He quickly answered.
"Well, yes, it's here." The old man was so slow that it made people want to slap him.
He took a long breath and let it out slowly.
"We practice martial arts, why do we practice? Isn't it just to beat others?"
"Yes." Wei He nodded. He is also very curious at this time, whether the martial arts in this world are still what he was in his previous life.
In the previous life, Huaxia's martial arts continued to weaken because they could not keep up with the times, so that they were easily defeated by a group of Sanda practitioners.
The army was defeated.
Wei He doesn't believe that Chinese martial arts can't be played from ancient times to the present. After all, there are endless masters emerging from all dynasties and generations. Among the more than one billion people in Nuo Da, there are always some people who study hard and practice hard. It is impossible for all of them to be garbage.
Why I still can't play Sanda, it is estimated that the biggest possibility is that I am complacent and lack actual combat.
So he is also very curious about what martial arts in this world are like.
Old man Zheng dawdled for a long time, and finally he stopped being tricky.
"This martial arts practice is to beat people better. If we beat people better, our goal of martial arts training has been achieved.
Therefore, martial arts is the skill of using various methods to defeat and kill others. "
he concluded.
"I don't know what other people think, anyway, this is the basis of my Huishan boxing."
Old man Zheng stroked his beard: "The most fundamental thing is to see who is stronger, who is faster, and who is more accurate. And, who is more resistant!"
"Master's great opinion! This kind of insight can only be summed up by an experienced master like you, Master." Wei He hurriedly praised.
Old man Zheng smiled, "The reason is very simple, but how to make yourself stronger, faster, more accurate, and more resistant? This is what you have learned.
We practice martial arts for this purpose. but"
His voice changed.
"It is impossible for a person to have everything." It is said that this old man Zheng was a scholar when he was young, and he speaks differently from others.
He sighed.
"Human energy is also extremely limited, and talent can't be taken care of everywhere. Therefore, it is already very good to be able to practice one direction to the extreme."
He looked at Wei He.
"I practice Huishanquan, and what I practice is my hands and fists."
"Rich people can use good gloves to enhance fist attack and defense. But you have no money." Old man Zheng said lazily.
"So, let's practice, harden your fists and strengthen your strength, and you will be more powerful in beating people."
He stood up and pointed to a tall man with a dull face.
"Zhao Hong, you are responsible for taking care of your junior brother. Let him practice strength first."
"Oh" The man replied honestly.
Wei He looked at the man, compared his size with that of other people around him, and felt that this Zhao Hong might be quite strong.
"Little brother, my name is Zhao Hong, and I am a senior brother. I will teach you how to train your strength first. But you need to eat meat to train your strength. You have to find a way to make up for the food first."
"sp; Seeing that he settled down in Zheng's courtyard, the three of Chen Biao restrained a little.
It's just that every time he and his second sister go home, they always see Chen Biao's sneaky and malicious eyes.
In the blink of an eye, more than three months have passed.
Phew
Before dawn.
Wei He embraced a large black stone with both hands, mobilized his whole body strength, and kept moving back and forth, up and down.
Around him, there are other men from Huishan Fist, working hard together.
After the elder brother corrected his posture and tips for a while, he stopped meddling and went to teach another newcomer.
Although Wei He exercises every day, although it is boring, he feels quite at ease when he feels that he is getting stronger day by day.
"Junior Brother Xiaohe, how are you doing today? Can you go to the second row of black stones?"
In the empty space on the right, Third Senior Brother Cheng Shaojiu took off his outer robe, revealing his bunt underneath.
Then I picked up a stone from the corner and started to warm up.
In the past few months, he and Wei He have gotten closer.
In the beginning, he took the initiative to get close to this little junior brother because of the second sister Wei He's idea.
It's just that after getting in touch with him later, I found that Wei He is a man who is taciturn on the surface, but he is tenacious and committed, and he has many insights.
After a long time, Cheng Shaojiu became interested in making friends with Wei He.
And Wei He didn't have any ill feeling towards this third senior brother who had a somewhat detached personality.
The two also made friends and approached.
"The second row is still not good, and my training time is still too short." Wei He shook his head, and gently put down the smaller stone in his hand. Movable joints.
"No hurry, no hurry, there will be a concert in the afternoon, in a town in the south of the city, I heard that this time it is the master of pipa, who must have done a great job, I plan to go to listen, you come together?"
Cheng Shaojiu's attitude towards Wei He is different from other people. This guy likes to be arty, and he quickly recognized Wei He, who is literate and has extraordinary insights, as his own.
Therefore, whenever there is such an event, he will be notified as soon as possible.
Although Wei He has never been there once, the reason why he enjoys going there is probably more of a faint show off.
After all, in this day and age, those who can still listen to music will not be poor people.
"No, third senior brother, I asked you to help me find out. Is there any news?" Wei He took a break, picked up a stone again, and continued to practice. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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