All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

Luo Yanran said sternly: "I don't know how you fooled that fool Guo Mingyu. But the foundation of the Guo family is not very clean, you have to be careful."

Liu Xi felt that before the Guo family clarified his background, they should not act rashly.

But don't be afraid of [-], just in case. Besides, after a few years, Hong Kong City has been in a chaotic period. Maybe it's time to hire a few bodyguards. Mom and sister also need it.

I thought so, but there was a smile on my face: "Why, are you caring about me? Why don't you be my girlfriend? Seriously, it's just a match made in heaven to see that we are so talented!"

"Bah, shameless!"

Luo Yanran was arrogant with a hint of shyness: "My boyfriend must be both civil and military. Unless you surpass me in boxing and academics, then I can think about it."

After she finished speaking, she rode off.

Liu Xichun's heart was budding, and he shouted: "A word is for sure!" The horse chased after him.

……

After that day, Liu Xi's horse stance stood in place, and he gradually became fascinated by it.

Even in class, he was squatting, his butt resting against the chair.

When walking, the feet are also wading like water, the toes and legs are also tight and loose, the body is slightly ups and downs, as if standing on the waves, it looks weird.

Liu Xihun didn't care about other people's strange eyes, and still practiced in his own way.

After a few days like this, Liu Baocheng nodded with satisfaction and said:

"You're just getting started. When you practice until your temples are bulging, you can practice three-body breathing."

"The temples are bulging? Does martial arts really make the temples bulging?"

Liu Xi was very curious.

Liu Baocheng said: "This is the terminology of boxing. It's not that the temples are really bulging, but that when you practice at a certain stage, you will naturally feel that the position of the temples seems to be bulging, and the spirit is about to burst out. ."

Liu Xi pestered Liu Baocheng to teach him a few moves. Liu Baocheng thought about it and taught him a set of eagle claw hands.

"The Eagle Claw Hand is the eagle shape in the Xingyi Twelve Shaped Fist. It is known for being quick and ruthless. The Xingyi Twelve Shaped Fist has the effect of self-defense and body training. The Eagle shape mainly trains hands, eyes, and footwork."

He hit it again first, and the movement was very fast, but Liu Xi didn't understand it at all.

Liu Baocheng didn't force it, let him attack, and gave him a step-by-step dismantling of the moves.

When Liu Xi punched him, Liu Baocheng grabbed his fist and twisted it down to release his wrist joint.

"This is a commonly used joint technique in Eagle Claw. It's a very practical move that is common to many boxing techniques."

He deliberately slowed down.

Liu Xi raised his hand to block, and his other hand grabbed Liu Xi's arm.

"In this way, you can remove your arms, or shoulders, or hit the shoulder sockets. The martial arts style should not be rigid, but adapt accordingly."

His hands lightly touched these parts of Liu Xi's body.

Liu Xi carefully remembered that during the second dismantling, he deliberately guarded against evasion.

Liu Baocheng took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, holding down his head.

"Here is to pull the hair. If the other party lowers his head to avoid it, his hand will be brushed down and slapped on the ear door."

Liu Baocheng closed it at a touch, and said, "The ear door is one of the more vulnerable parts of the human body, and a little bit of force can cause a person to faint.

If he dodges left and right, his hand will be drawn horizontally, and the eagle's claws will grab the eyeballs. This is called 'two dragons playing with beads'. "

Traditional martial arts is so ruthless and sinister, grabbing the hair, buttoning the eyeballs, tearing the ears, and pulling out the genitals, whatever is convenient.

Liu Xi followed and dismantled the whole set of movements, and then stumblingly played it again, and the second time it was much smoother.

He has a good memory, and when he hits it three or four times, he is completely smooth.

"Uncle Bao, do you think I have practiced this?" Liu Xi said quite contentedly.

Liu Baocheng said solemnly: "You are still far from there. Martial arts are divided into performance, practice and play.

The acting is to look good, and the specially designed action routines are not practical, so I won't say more.

Do you know the difference between practice and play? "

Liu Xi shook his head.

He knew that there were different ways to practice and play in boxing, but there seemed to be no distinction in the boxing manuals which moves were practice and which were play.

"To distinguish between practice and play, one must understand the purpose of practice.

The practice is to practice Jin, exercise the body, and at the same time become familiar with the moves and form muscle memory.

The only purpose of play is to defeat the enemy.

Therefore, there are moves and routines in the practice method, but there are no moves in the play method, or in other words, there are moves.

The enemy can't let you follow the routine, and you can't have time to think about how to deal with a certain trick.

All formed a subconscious reaction, which is called 'meaning to punch first'. "

Liu Xi made an inference: "Just like a poet writes poetry, he must strictly follow the rhythm when he learns it, but when he actually writes poetry, he is inspired by inspiration, and the rhythm is irrelevant."

Liu Baocheng, a stubborn old man who doesn't know any poetry, coughed awkwardly and said, "That's probably what it means."