Live Singled Out Wilderness

Lin Bei saw that Lin Zhenbei was standing irregularly, and his hands seemed to be placed more casually, so he couldn't help but feel slighted. Time is like a butcher's knife, no matter how strong the old man was before, he is still a dying old man now.

In Lin Bei's eyes, there are no routines in kung fu. To put it bluntly, it is about being stronger and quicker than anyone else. The so-called stances and moves are just a way to exercise yourself.

In the Wilderness Survival Gift Pack, there are free basic fighting. Lin Bei raised his hands, assuming a fighting posture. Seeing this, Lin Zhenbei on the opposite side laughed disdainfully: "Western martial arts, street gangsters are fine."

In the next second, Lin Zhenbei moved. Lin Bei soon paid a heavy price for the previous idea of ​​"fist is afraid of the young".

He didn't see how the old man approached at all, but just instinctively threw a punch. Lin Zhenbei just waved his hand casually, and then received Lin Bei's powerful punch.

Afterwards, Lin Zhenbei shortened his body and completely leaned against Lin Bei's body, and then he attacked like a storm. The ancestor of Wing Chun is Yan Wing Chun, who is a woman herself. In terms of strength and physical fitness, it is far inferior to men. Therefore, Wing Chun boxing does not win by strength, but close-to-body bunt

This is very similar to Bajiquan. Bajiquan pays attention to beating people like hanging paintings. It means that once the moves are deployed, they will stick to the opponent and fight close to each other, just like hanging a painting. However, the Bajiquan boxing method is strong and fierce, and the main force is shock. Wing Chun is different, Wing Chun is close to the back, and his shots are as fast as lightning. It seems that every blow is withdrawn as soon as it is touched, and it is light and has no strength, but every blow contains an inch of strength.

Cunjin is the essence of Wing Chun. In close-to-body bunt, a person's arms cannot be straightened, so they cannot exert their maximum strength. The close-to-body bunt of Bajiquan relies on the legs and waist, while the Cunjin of Wing Chun uses the skills on the arms to exert force between them.

At this moment, Lin Bei has completely regretted it. He now feels like a lonely boat in a storm. Lin Zhenbei's hands turned into afterimages, and he seemed to be able to punch more than a dozen punches every second.

When those seemingly dry and weak palms hit the body, there will be a penetrating force that penetrates the internal organs.

The fight between the two ended in less than five seconds. Lin Bei was lying on the lawn at the moment, staring blankly at Tianchen.

He felt as if he had been hit by a mallet hundreds of times in a row. Lin Qingyu who was at the side was shocked, and hurried over, hugged Lin Bei's head, and asked with concern: "Bei Jiang

How are you? Do you want to go to the hospital? "

Lin Bei was silent, not because he was angry. Instead, he was beaten by an old man who he thought was exhausted, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back. The reality is really cruel, the physical attribute is full, even when using the hunting rhythm skill, he is still completely abused. This blow is too damn big!

"Hmph, what are you nervous about? Grandpa, I have a good sense of what to do." Lin Zhenbei clapped his hands, his face not blushing and his heart beating, and he glanced at Lin Bei who was lying on the ground pretending to be a dead dog and said: "Get up when you are not dead, didn't you say you were afraid just now?" Hurt me!"

After standing up, Lin Bei asked inexplicably: "To be honest, sir, your physical functions have declined in all aspects. Why are all attributes several times stronger than mine?"

"Boy, if you practice martial arts without practicing kung fu, you will lose everything when you grow old. What you are talking about is the modern western fighting theory. They think that fighting is more powerful, faster, and more durable than anyone else." Lin Zhenbei said This, suddenly excited, began to explain incessantly.

"This method is similar to the foreign boxing of the Celestial Dynasty. As the saying goes, the inner family does not go out for ten years, and the outer family beats people to death in three years. This is the case of the outer family boxing. Demonstrated power. Speaking of this, Lin Zhenbei paused for a moment, and then said: "But this kind of foreign boxing has its disadvantages. When you are young, you will over-sharp your muscles and bones. As you grow older, your physical fitness will weaken, and your strength will weaken. Moreover, after getting old, the hidden injuries caused by excessive grinding of muscles and bones will gradually appear, and you will often be bedridden. "

"However, internal boxing is different. You train your muscles and bones externally, and you train your breath internally. Wing Chun is actually not an internal boxing in the true sense. But it can also be used to train qi. Old man, I practiced it for forty years. Only then did I finally achieve something small, and finally decided to leave the customs.”

For a moment, Lin Bei's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it internal strength?"

Who knew that Lin Zhenbei glanced at Lin Bei with the eyes of an idiot, frowned and said, "Have you watched too many movies, kid? Why are you so stupid?"

...asking for flowers...

"A breath of internal training is actually one's own spirit. Through this breath, one can develop one's own potential." Seeing that Lin Bei was confused, Lin Zhenbei changed the phrase: "To give a simple example, We played against each other just now, what do you think of me?"

"It's very powerful, it must be stronger than me anyway, and it's also faster." Lin Bei said truthfully after recalling it carefully.

Lin Zhenbei shook his head and said: "Wrong! My strength is much worse than yours. Even at the age of thirty, my physical fitness is not as strong as yours. I can make you feel this way because of that breath .This tone allows me to mobilize the strength of my whole body, and I can punch 200% of my strength. You have great strength, but you don't know how to fully exert this strength."

These remarks made Lin Beimao suddenly enlightened. Indeed, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why Lin Zhenbei, a frail old man, could exert such a powerful force.

"That is to say, that breath doesn't exist at all. What it really means is how to coordinate yourself and fully develop your body's potential." Lin Bei was thoughtful and seemed to understand something.

"Hehe, you have a good sense of understanding, kid!" Lin Zhenbei looked at Lin Bei in surprise, and patted him on the shoulder in praise. At first, he wanted to continue talking, but when he suddenly caught sight of Lin Qingyu's angry eyes, Lin Zhenbei coughed quickly and said, "Stop standing here, let's go in and eat. Boy, let's have a drink at noon.

The three came to the living room of the villa, and Lin Bei had the opportunity to say hello to the middle-aged beautiful woman.

"Don't be so polite, there are no rules at home, just treat it as your own." Lin Qingyu's mother is very easy-going, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Lin Bei wanted to continue to be polite, but Lin Zhenbei dragged him to sit down. After two glasses of wine, the old man got excited and began to brag about how he was looked down upon by others, thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong , Don't bully the young and poor. Then how to accumulate a lot of money, bloom late, and finally win a lot of money. The more Lin Bei listens to it, the more he feels that it is the sixth routine of urban pretense. .