Bodyguard of the Goddess

The two stood in the courtyard to discuss martial arts. Ye Yuhua sat in the Buddhist temple, the breeze was slowly, the sun was shining, and the artistic conception was long and desirable.

"A Zheng. I have a total of one hundred and five styles of Tongxinquan. I have both a block and a split, both offensive and defensive. But I still feel that there are too few changes and it is difficult to cover everything. And you are only four knives, but they are full of strength and powerful. Wei." Li Jing said, telling the confusion in his heart.

Xiao Zheng heard that his face showed a touch of calming color. Then he said: "My four knives are actually not coherent. The knives are Liwei. The backhand knives are demolished. The crit is an attack. As for the last knive, it is often used for the battle of life and death. Each knife corresponds to the corresponding situation. And without the first three knives, the power of the last knife is difficult to fully display. The reverse is the last knife, killing the enemy is still good. If the attack is not successful, it will be steep and steep, and it will be difficult to continue."

"That is, you will not easily shoot the last knife?" Li Jing asked curiously.

"Yeah." Xiao Zheng nodded gently. "From ancient times to the present, any martial arts is very complicated, short thirty-five hands, and hundreds of tricks. According to my understanding, it is not the pioneer who does not know how to be concise, to ruin. But martial arts has If you are streamlined to three or five strokes, it will not be effective for ordinary people, and it is difficult to achieve the effect of exercising physical fitness. Decompose each stroke, exercise each muscle and bone, and exercise. Can deeply understand one stroke and one style."

After a pause, Xiao Zheng went on to say: "One hundred and five styles of concentric boxing, I don't think it can be streamlined. But I believe that the pioneers will understand the meaning of the high and the low. The clear creation is too subtle, simple, and most people are difficult to comprehend. In addition, whoever opens the sect of the sect, does not want to go from long to long, and is so versatile? Therefore, the martial arts moves can be developed as easy as possible, and everyone can practice. But in this way, there will be more, really complete. If you understand the intent and essence of the pioneer, you will lose a lot."

Li Jing suddenly realized, nodded and said: "You are right. When Bai Shixiong saw me practicing a full set of concentric fists, I thought that there were many ways to do more harm than good, and to serve the appreciation. Not only could not improve the strength, but also affect the rhythm."

After a pause, she smiled and said: "It seems that you and the white brothers are similar."

Xiao Zheng said: "Since you have won the prize. Bai Shu is everyone, I can only be regarded as Wu Fu."

Li Jing does not refute, young people are modest and cautious is a good character. She also does not have to correct Xiao Zheng. However, after discussing this with Xiao Zheng, Li Jing also established the next direction of practice.

Streamlined concentric punches!

Go to the dross and keep the essence. I believe that on this road, I should have a long-term growth.

After chatting for a while, Xiao Zheng and Li Jing gave a speech and returned to the wing.

Because there is no entertainment in the mountains, even the signal is very weak. When Xiao Zheng went up the mountain, he was ready to cultivate his body. Therefore, every time I go up the mountain, Lin Zhuyin will bring a few books that I usually have no time to read. In order to avoid nothing in the mountains, boring and boring.

When Xiao Zheng returned to the room, Lin Zhuyin was sitting on the bed reading a book, and the glamorous white face was full of serenity and gloom. It’s like getting old and getting focused. Even Xiao Zheng’s approach was not noticed.

"Lao Lin. So serious." Xiao Zheng smiled and leaned closer, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Would you like to go to the mountains and take a breath of fresh air. It’s not a problem to stay in the room."

Lin's painting sounds slightly lifted, and Xiao Zheng glanced at him: "I climbed half a day in the morning, are you not tired?"

Xiao Zheng smiled and said: "Don't talk for a long time, even if you climb for half a month. I can hold on."

This is a big truth. Take Xiao Zheng’s physical ability, just give it to the mouth and drink it. He can make long-term consumption.

Lin Yinyin put down the book and looked down at the teacup on the table. Xiao Zheng would like to help her to come to the boiled water and smiled and said: "Even if you don't want to go. You can also go to the Buddhist temple to accompany my wife's mother. Come, I can't see you when I eat?"

Lin Zhuyin took a sip of water and silenced for a while: "Let's say it at night."

This time she did not have a clear rejection, but waited until after dinner. It is also a great improvement. Xiao Zheng smiled and then opened the subject. The words turned and said: "I just played a match with Bai Wushuang."

The forest paintings, which have always been light and faint, have heard the words of a confused color: "Who is the first to do it?"

"He." Xiao Zheng smiled.

"I don't know how to be good." Lin painted the sound of Emei.

"Who are you?" Xiao Zheng said with a slap in the face.

"He." Lin draws the teacup.

"That's almost the same." Xiao Zheng grinned. "If you yell at me, I will fight with you."

Lin Huayin said with a plain face: "Has he gone down?"

"I have been labeled as a pig. I don't go down the mountain and still stay here to shame." Xiao Zheng smiled. "But at the age of this kid, it is not too common to have the strength of today and today."

Lin's painting sounded faintly: "It's not that he is awesome. It's a good white uncle."

Xiao Zheng nodded: "That is also true. If there is no such relationship, Bai Shu will certainly not be able to pass on his life to him. It is a pity. Although this kid learns, it will only ruin the reputation of Bai Shu."

Lin Linyin does not understand the fighting between men, nor does he have a casual mouth, just quietly listening to Xiao Zheng’s remarks. After Xiao Zheng finished, she looked subtly: "Would you like to teach me?"

Xiao Zhengwen’s words were first and foremost, and he was curious and said: “Are you interested in learning?”

“Why not?” Lin Huayin asked.

“It’s harder to practice than to do business.” Xiao Zhengluo showed the road. "And I am practicing killing skills, but it is not ordinary people who are physically fit. Although you have talent, but now you start practicing, is it late?"

Lin Huayin heard the words, his eyes suddenly cold: "Do you think I am old?"

"Don't dare" Xiao Zheng is busy explaining and saying. "What do you want to practice, I will teach you anything. I just woke up."

"Don't practice." Lin's painting sounds faint. I picked up the book again.

Such a question, but it is a whim, it is not really a practice. She has a lot of business, and her business is busy with her heart. How can I practice time? It takes a half-hour to punch and punch every night, which is a luxury.

Just listening to Xiao Zheng’s mention of the innocence of white is because of his unparalleled identity. Therefore, there is such a question.

I did not expect that the result was that I was older.

Big?

Lin Zhuyin secretly asked himself.

It is not small. The age of twenty-nine. It will be thirty after the end of the year. In the case of a woman, after thirty, maybe all aspects are going downhill.

It seems that I am no longer young...