Dad, please try harder

Chapter 64 Little boy, master demeanor
"I didn't expect that he actually made it to the final."

Zhao Chunjia, who was sitting in the auditorium, talked to his father-in-law in a low voice.

"At Wanghuai, he used chess as an analogy to explain to Bai Yu what 'building momentum' is, and later he asked Bai Yu about Wing Chun, but I didn't even think about it in that direction." Huang Pinghu said.

"Bai Yu told me that she wanted to introduce him to a master of Wing Chun, but he declined.

"Now it seems that he didn't admit cowardice, but felt that it was unnecessary."

Huang Pinghu nodded slightly, but felt that something was wrong. He didn't know if his memory was wrong, or time corrected the facts. He remembered Qian Quan's expression at that time - he was worried about being beaten, not pretending.

However, if that is the case, it means that Qian Quan, who has only practiced kung fu for two months, has reached the final all the way, which is obviously even more unrealistic.

"I wonder if he can beat Bai Yu?" Zhao Chunjia was curious.

Before the official start of the game, there was a leadership speech session, and the leaders of the education, sports and publicity departments all showed up.

After that, there will be a routine exhibition competition.

Bai Yun Gee played a set of Tai Chi on stage.

Other students performed traditional weapons such as knives, guns and sticks.

These are essential links and also the main items of the traditional martial arts championship.

Otherwise, if there is a big difference in strength between the two contestants after the official competition, and the three moves are finished, what will the leaders and the audience see?
In fact, even in official competitions, there are tricks involved.

They don't worry about money and power. After all, he can fight with anyone for a long time, and he can take any move. Even if the opponent is punching, he can also cooperate. It can be said that it is both practical and entertaining. It is considered by the organizers to be a perfect competition. player.

Some people joked that Qian Quan's fight was like the one arranged by the organizer, and he deserved to be a contestant who could appear in Bai Yun Gee's video.

But Zhao Baiyu is just the opposite. When she encounters "martial barriers", she is easily fascinated and does not fight for victory or defeat, but is serious.

But when she became serious, her strength was too strong, and it was extremely difficult for her opponent to parry.

At this time, Qian Quan and Zhao Baiyu have already appeared on the stage under the attention of everyone.

"Are you really good at kung fu?" Zhao Baiyu said to Qian Quan, but his expression was not surprised, and he was a little numb.

"We meet again." Qian Quan smiled and looked at the girl in front of him.

He already knew the other party's current state, was stuck in a certain place, just like those scientists and mathematicians engaged in scientific or mathematical research, entered their own small world.

"I will do it later. If you can't hold on, remember to yell to stop." Zhao Baiyu knew that Qian Quan and grandpa were chess friends, so he specially reminded him.

"Okay." Qian Quan agreed.

With the referee waving his hand, the match between the two began.

"Please." Qian Quan said.

Zhao Baiyu's right palm is facing forward, and his left palm is next to his right elbow, posing in a posture of "leaning on a horse and asking for directions".

Qian Quan didn't move, and walked half a circle around her.

Zhao Baiyu's palms were always facing Qian Quan, and he walked with his feet on the ground and turned half a circle.

Xingyi Bagua talks about "three shapes and three postures", the so-called three shapes: walking like a dragon, moving like a monkey, changing posture like an eagle;
The three postures are stepping like mud, arms like twisting a rope, and turning like a mill.

The purpose is to keep one's aura coherent and undisturbed, and at the same time not leave any openings for the opponent.

Qian Quan observed her footsteps, and at a certain moment when she switched palms, a swift punch hit her right shoulder.

The correct attack direction of this punch should be the enemy's chest, but since it is a fight with a girl, there must be some martial arts.

Zhao Baiyu waved his palm to block it, and slapped out his left palm hidden behind his right elbow.

Qian Quan turned around and slapped his palm with his plowing hand.

The two hit it off.

Zhao Baiyu's palms were like knives, chopping, slashing, chopping, and chopping nonstop.

Qian Quan punches with his left hand and palm with his right hand.

After the first round, no one had the upper hand.

"Are you okay? I haven't done anything yet." Zhao Baiyu said.

If she didn't know the root cause, she would have thought she was talking trash.

Qian Quan smiled and said nothing, stepped forward, and punched a heavy inch.

Zhao Baiyu went to catch it with Cun Zhang, but felt a fierce and vicious force coming, he took five steps back before standing still, then changed his palms, strode forward with a big stride, and made a rushing attack.

Qian Quan reached out and grabbed her wrists, pulling them back.

Zhao Baiyu stepped on the ground with both feet, and with his waist as the axis, his body spun in the air, breaking away from Qian Quan's pull, and immediately stabilized his figure, clasped his palms round, and held Xu Ling's strength.

After Qian Quan let go of the situation, he stood still and asked, "I heard Master Hu said that the respected master has passed on your new kung fu. I wonder if I can take a look at it."

Qian Quan just took the initiative to launch a round of strong attacks, just to remind Zhao Baiyu that he can withstand it, so he doesn't need to be merciful.

Zhao Baiyu also felt that Qian Quan's strength was much stronger than she imagined, so he changed his palm quietly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

With just such a change, Zhao Baiyu's whole aura was different, and a sharp aura penetrated his whole body, like a sharp knife out of its sheath.

"Both kids are good." The two martial arts bigwigs who were invited to watch the competition exchanged their opinions privately.

"This girl is undoubtedly a member of the palace selection Zhumen, but I don't know the origin of this boy." Another said.

"Didn't you hear people say that masters are among the people, and it may be a family tradition of kung fu."

"I don't know which of the two of them is slightly better."

"Fight three more rounds, and we will see the outcome."

Gong Xuanzhu, who was sitting not far from the two of them, remained expressionless until he saw Zhao Baiyu's change of move and was about to make "64 moves", and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Be careful."

Zhao Baiyu reminded Qian Quan that with both palms out, pushing with one palm and cutting with the other, this is the "Qing Feng Du Song" in 64's hands.

Qian Quan vaguely heard the sound of breaking wind coming, he called "Okay", bound his horse and tied his hands to pick it up.

Zhao Baiyu's arms seemed curved but not curved, straight but not straight, like a strong bow, containing infinite strength, his body turned around, whirring two palms, making "Bai Xue Hui Guang".

Qian Quan left-clicked and blocked again, but also calmly resolved it.

Surprised in Zhao Baiyu's heart, the attack was faster and stronger.

"Flying Clouds and Flowing Water", "Fairy Changing Shadows", "Ming Xia Scattered", "Peeling the Cocoon"...

The 64 hands are used one by one, twisting and turning like flowing water, turning up and down like a swimming dragon.

She uses her palms as her method, and uses her walking as her function. She moves with her steps, her palms change with her, and her steps turn with her palms.

The more he beat Zhao Baiyu, the more intoxicated he became, and the more he beat him, the more selfless he became.

In the auditorium, Zhao Chunjia clenched his fists unconsciously and stared at the field without blinking.

Huang Pinghu, Gong Xuanzhu, Li Zihe and others were also engrossed in watching.

"That girl's movements are so beautiful. Is this an exhibition match?" some laymen in the audience commented.

"I don't know, it looks very powerful, and I feel like I can be knocked down with a single punch."

Qian Quan was also secretly amazed. Although Zhao Baiyu's skills were not as good as Zhang Xianger's, the series of clever moves made his eyes shine.

"Don't deliberately pursue every move to make a sound, but make all the moves coherent."

Qian Quan noticed Zhao Baiyu's problem at the same time as he accepted the move and broke the move, so he couldn't help but remind him.

Zhao Baiyu was slightly stunned, but his movement was not stagnant, and his palms kept moving.

"The combination of intention and energy, the combination of energy and force, and the combination of force and intention, make the strokes connect, echo each other, and let their voices come out spontaneously."

If these reminders are mentioned in ordinary times, it will be a bit scripted, but when pointed out at the key points of actual combat, it will have the effect of clearing the clouds and clearing the fog.

"How do you connect?" Zhao Baiyu asked while pushing Qian Quan's chin.

"Have you never heard of resonance?"

Qian Quan replied, and suddenly his body moved, and his fists came out side by side, trembling like two dragons going out to sea.

Zhao Baiyu heard a roar, as if something had hit him in the heart.

Subconsciously put out both palms to resist, and then the whole person flew backwards.

"Bai Yu!"

Zhao Chunjia got up suddenly.

"Don't worry." Huang Pinghu next to him said in a deep voice.

Gong Xuanzhu sits upright and does not move in the wind, but there is a strange light in his eyes.

"Forget moves and concepts, play frequency and rhythm."

Since Qian Quan got the master-level Wing Chun, all these knowledge points have come along with him, and he has no chance to use it. Today, he finally met a genius with excellent qualifications, excellent roots, and a family with a long history with him. , Naturally, I couldn't help but give pointers.

No matter what kind of kung fu, if you practice it to a certain level, the truth is the same.

"Forget about moves and concepts, play frequency and rhythm..."

Zhao Baiyu repeated these two sentences, like thunder piercing his ears, like lightning piercing through the misty sea of ​​hearts.

During this period of time, she practiced hard and thought about 64 moves, like crazy, she only felt that every move was wonderful, and every move was unique, but after thinking about it and practicing, it was still difficult to improve, and she barely made a sound, which seemed abrupt. If it is not coherent, Jin Sheng will not talk about it, and Yu Zhen is even far away.

Today, I was drawn out by Qian Quan for 64 moves. After listening to his explanation and seeing his demonstration, the confusion was pushed away at once, and I suddenly became enlightened.

"I understand!" Zhao Baiyu shouted out in surprise, "I understand!"

Qian Quan smiled slightly and waved his hands to ask for a fight.

"Qian Quan, thank you!" Zhao Baiyu's expression was agitated, and his eyes returned to their former brilliance.

in the audience.

Zhao Chunjia was puzzled and said, "Baiyu, this is..."

"It's done." Huang Pinghu chuckled, although he doesn't know martial arts, he understands human emotions and can detect aura.

Zhao Chunjia looked at Gong Xuanzhu again: "Master Gong?"

Gong Xuanzhu's expression changed, and he said to himself: "It's rare, a young boy, with the demeanor of a master!"

Zhao Chunjia suddenly looked into the arena, and found that his daughter was attacking Qian Quan like a flying dragon.

The continuous whistling and whistling sound gradually turned into a humming sound, the sound was endless, and the aftertaste was lingering.

This is... the real Jin Sheng Yu Zhen 64 hands?

(End of this chapter)