I'm catching tricks in the Hong Kong variety show world

After more than ten minutes of this, Tan Zuochen clapped his hands and stood up, "Can you get up and take a few steps to see how your recovery is going?"

Su Hao took two steps, and as expected, the ridiculous feeling disappeared, and he felt relaxed all over his body.

Tan Zuochen shook his head beside him, "The muscles and veins are not opened, and the toughness is too low. If you had come to me a few years earlier, you might have been able to practice a little bit, but now it's too late."

Su Hao smiled sheepishly at the side, took out a cigarette and lit it for Tan Zuochen, licked his face and said with a smile: "Master, maybe you have misunderstood?"

"What are we practicing today?"

His experience package is only for one month, and he doesn't want to waste any day.

Tan Zuochen took the cigarette and took two puffs. "I am also a smoker. If you want to go further in this career, you must quit smoking. You can quit slowly."

Su Hao nodded.

"How did you feel after picking up the carton just now?"

Su Hao thought about the dilemma just now, "Master's sword will be very powerful in the future."

Tan Zuochen didn't seem satisfied with this answer, "In addition to strength, what else is there?"

Su Hao thought for a while and said truthfully: "I can't tell."

Tan Zuochen took a puff of cigarette and took the initiative to explain: "Just now I leaned on my thigh and used all my strength to make the carton return to a short-lived state. While the carton was still moving, I pushed it with my knee, and the carton moved. Flying over."

"In these two moves, half is strength and half is skill. Most people only see the strength but not the skills hidden in it. You are barely an amateur, so it's pretty good if you can see the strength."

Su Hao thought thoughtfully, "Master, what you mean is that strength is the foundation and skills are only auxiliary?"

Tan Zuochen smiled happily, "Not bad."

"It's all skill but no power. Hitting someone is like scratching an itch. This is just a show. Power without speed is not enough. You have to hit someone first to get the effect of power. As the saying goes, four ounces can move a thousand pounds. The premise is that you must have four ounces first. It takes strength.”

This is why accepting a disciple depends on talent. If you change it to a dumber person, even if you explain it for a long time, the other person still seems to understand. I'm afraid it will make him angry to death.

For apprentices with high talents, the master will have much less worry. If they have good perseverance and attitude, they will be able to achieve some results sooner or later.

This is no longer the era of fighting and killing a few decades ago.

Su Hao thought of the three moves that the other party used to test him yesterday, "Master, I heard that you can't raise your legs above your knees. Why did two of the three moves yesterday involve raising your legs high?"

Tan Zuochen squinted his eyes and blew out a puff of smoke, "When masters fight, the slightest mistake can make a huge difference. The victory or defeat is often in an instant. It depends on who can have fewer flaws, and at the same time, it must force the opponent to reveal the flaws first. This is why Li The legs cannot go over the knees because the holes will be too big after going over the knees.”

"If you're dealing with a rookie, of course you have to do it as coolly and effortlessly as you can. This is also what I learned from the Taekwondo gym upstairs."

Tan Zuochen pointed to the roof with a look of disdain.

Chapter 61

"Master, which of the popular fighting techniques on the market do you think is the most powerful? Where does our Tan Kou rank among them?"

It was rare to see Tan Zuochen willing to popularize science, so Su Hao threw out some questions about his past life.

Tan Zuochen thought for a while and said: "If you can complete it within a year, you will be the king of wrestling."

"In two to three years, Sanda should be more powerful."

"If it takes three to five years, some foreign martial arts can also be tried, such as Wing Chun, Hong Quan, Tong Bei Quan, Mantis Quan, and our Tan Kou."

"If it's more than 10 years, then the world of internal martial arts is dominated by internal martial arts. Have you ever heard of the saying that if you don't go out in Tai Chi for ten years, you can kill people with one move of Xingyi?"

Su Hao blinked and said, "Master, please clarify."

"Wrestling is divided into seven points of strength and three points of skill. When selecting apprentices, we exclude some people who do not meet the basic conditions. People with big shoulders, round waists and strong bodies are more suitable for learning wrestling. Such people are strong and their basic skills are better than ordinary people. If The fastest way to improve your combat effectiveness is after you learn some skills.”

"In the past two to three years, the skills of Sanda have also caught up. It is completely possible to use kite-flying tactics to hang wrestlers. Wrestlers often focus on strength, but turn slowly, have bulky bodies, and have poor reaction speed. Even so, , it’s also fifty-fifty.”

"In the past three to five years, the skills of Waijiaquan have also improved. Even if the strength is poor, you can use skills to make up for it. You can kill someone with one move. The strength is no longer important."

"As for ten years later, the internal martial arts will focus on maintaining health, with fewer hidden diseases, and the peak state can often be maintained for a long time. In addition, the masters of the internal martial arts in ten years have basically mastered the secrets of internal strength, and have entered another level. The power is incomparable."

"A 50-year-old internal martial arts master can still go into battle to kill the enemy. Have you ever seen a 50-year-old Muay Thai and Sanda master with such potential? It's already good if he is not lying in a hospital bed."

Su Hao felt suddenly enlightened, as if a new door had opened in front of him.

He vaguely captured a key point in Tan Zuochen's words, "Master, is there really such a thing as internal strength?"

Tan Zuochen smiled and said, "Yes, I have seen masters of internal strength."

"Then where does our Tan Leg rank?"

Tan Zuo Chen raised his head and looked at the roof, feeling disappointed: "I don't know where I am in the ranking. You will know it only after fighting. However, our Tan Zuo has an advantage that no other company has. We are good at using less to defeat many, especially in group battles. Second, he is good at running away. The longer he survives, the longer he can output. If you can't beat him, just run away. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

"If you advance, you can take the initiative to attack, if you retreat, you can escape. Tan Zu has the final say on the initiative."

"Can Tan Leg develop internal strength?"

Su Hao continued to ask.

Tan Zuochen threw the cigarette butt from the book to the ground and stamped it out, "You are still far away from this step. It won't be too late to ask when you reach the threshold, but I don't think you have a good chance."

"All roads lead to Rome. If you practice any kung fu to the depths, you can reach the same destination by different paths. Remember not to underestimate any sect or any kung fu. Of course, this does not include Taekwondo."

Tan Leg Chen exhaled, "Okay, that's it for today's chat. I'll give you the basic moves of Tan Leg 12 first."

Tan Zuochen limped to the middle of the warehouse space and stood still. Unknowingly, the aura on his body was completely different from before.

Just now, he was an old man who was over sixty years old and was patiently answering questions. But now, even with his back to Su Hao, Su Hao could see something different from the other person's back.

He instantly understood what it was - gathering momentum.

Tan Zuochen slowly kicked one leg forward and read loudly:

The first way is to use a whip, and the second way is to fight with ghosts;

Three ways of smashing the wheels, four ways of diagonal kicks, supporting and blocking;

Five ways of lions playing in the water, six ways of hooking, splitting and twisting a single whip;

The seven-way phoenix spreads its wings, the eighth-way turns the golden stool toward the sky;

Nine ways capture the dragon and seize the jade belt, ten ways the magpie climbs the plum blossom;

Eleven ways of wind swing lotus leaf legs, twelve ways of mandarin ducks linking up in a clever way.

Every sentence is a fistfight.

Tan Zuochen yelled and hit, and his speed gradually increased, giving Su Hao the feeling of using his hands and feet together like a four-armed mantis.

"Remember, the characteristics of our Tan Leg...the hands are two doors, and we rely on our legs to hit people. Tan Leg has four hands. People and ghosts will be worried when they see it."

"This move is called a punch."

Su Hao was dazzled for a moment, feeling that Tan's legs and hands and feet were flying, and he punched at least ten times in a blink of an eye.

"The second characteristic of our Tan Legs is that you can take the initiative to attack when you advance, and you can escape when you retreat. I have the final say whether to advance or retreat."

Tan's legs turned from moving to stillness, he put one hand on the ground, and his whole body turned into a big windmill on the spot. He suddenly retreated two or three meters away. After a short pause, he rushed forward again with a quick step.

"As for the remaining characteristics of Tan Leg, you can't understand it even if you know it now. We'll wait until you reach a certain level in the future."

After Tan Zuochen finished playing a set, a line of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He gasped for breath for a while, then slowly returned to the bench and sat down, taking out a cigarette from his arms, "Have you remembered the twelve-position boxing stance just now?"

Su Hao nodded, "I remember most of it."

"Okay, you can practice it on the spot and show it to me later. If there is anything wrong with your posture, I can correct it for you as soon as possible."

"There's one more thing you need to know, and that's the origin of our Tan Legs."

"There are three theories about the origin of Tan Kick. One is the Tuck Kick. Therefore, the boxing and kick method is characterized by rapid flexion and extension, so it is called Tuck Kick. The second is Tan Kick. It is said that this boxing was invented by Tan from Henan Province. Created by people. The third is Tan Kou, because this boxing originated from Longtan Temple in Shandong Province, and the place where I learned the art was in Shandong Province. "

"You don't need to know anything else for now, just go practice."

Tan Zuochen's interest suddenly became low as he spoke.

Back then, he left his hometown alone and swam from the north, almost escaping death. How could he be here if he didn't have the inside story and the troubles he faced?

Everyone has a secret in their heart.

Su Hao didn't want to inquire.

For the first time, he felt that the cheap master in front of him became real.

Su Hao stood there and thought about it for a moment, and a reflection automatically appeared in his mind. This is the benefit of opening the experience package. Not only can he draw inferences from one instance, but his thinking and reaction nerves have also become extremely sensitive.

Su Hao breathed out, punched and stretched his legs to hit.

During the first fight, the movements were slow and the twelve-way boxing was practiced meticulously. Tan Zuochen sat beside him and stared at the whole process. He wanted to get up several times, but finally sat back down.

He actually couldn't find anything to correct him on.

The only thing is that Su Hao's muscles and veins are not open, and the high leg movements are not enough to stretch him, and the rest is gone.

Could it be that he picked up a martial arts prodigy for free?

Still take the initiative to deliver to the door.

Tan Zuochen's heart moved slightly.

When Su Hao continued to practice the 'hit hard' trick he had taught him, Tan Zuo Chen couldn't sit still.

The key point of this fierce attack is to use both hands and feet together like a storm, making the opponent dazzled and confused. If it is spread out like a four-armed mantis, it will test one's own balance and explosive power.

Su Hao actually executed this move in one go. Although the speed was a little slower and the explosive power was also a little less, he managed to throw out about seven or eight punches in the blink of an eye, which was far beyond Tan Zuochen's expectations for Su Hao.

This is the first day the other party is apprenticed.

I was just a layman before.

The muscles on Tan Zuochen's face jumped again. Could it be that he could return to his hometown in his lifetime?

Chapter 62 Senior sister is here again

After Su Hao practiced the special move of 'Punch', he stood there and breathed for a few minutes. Just as Tan Zuochen's expectations for him were getting higher and higher, hoping that the other party would continue to surprise him.

Su Hao's whole body suddenly went limp, his shoulders slumped, and he stumbled so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

"Master, I'm exhausted and can't do the second move."

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter, you have exceeded my expectations."

Tan Zuochen showed a smile as if he had found a treasure, and took the initiative to help Su Hao back to the stool.

"You clean up first, and I'll prepare a medicinal bath for you later."

Tan Zuochen immediately took out his cell phone and told the other party a series of names of Chinese herbal medicines. Su Hao remembered a few names but didn't know what the effects were. He simply closed his eyes and breathed evenly to regain his strength.

The sweat on his forehead flowed down his face like it was free, as if he had taken a sauna in the summer.

A few minutes of simple practice completely consumed all his physical strength. Especially when practicing the 'Strike' move, Su Hao felt as if his physical strength was exhausted.

Sure enough, one minute on the court and ten years of work off the court.

Su Hao once again felt that he was in the right place.

The combat lessons in the police academy were like play compared to now.

Su Hao rested for a few more minutes. Tan Zuochen took out a coat from the bedroom and put it on him. At the same time, he handed over a glass of salt water, "Keep your body temperature and properly replenish the lost salt. I will order hot water in a while." Here you go, take a nice bath."

More than ten minutes later, a man riding an electric bicycle stopped at the door with a screeching sound, and rushed in with three medicine boxes wrapped in oil replenishing bags, "Tan Zuchen, you haven't asked me to customize a package for a long time. Okay, why did you order 3 pieces at once this time?"

The man's eyes fell on Su Hao who was resting with his eyes closed, and he understood immediately. He threw three oil paper bags on the coffee table, "The key Chinese herbal medicines you want have been added. Three bags for one course of treatment, 2800 together, face to face No credit will be given for settlement.”

Tan Zuochen pointed at Su Hao with his finger, "You go to him to pay the bill. You bought the things for him."

Su Hao, who had just felt Tan Zuochen's careful care, suddenly returned to reality. He took out his wallet due to toothache, ordered a few bills and handed them over. The wallet returned to its previous slim state.

Practicing martial arts is a waste of money.

After the man on the electric car left, another ten minutes passed before a harsh squeaking sound came from the door again. An electric tricycle was parked at the door. The squeaking sound just now was the sound of the brake pads on it being overwhelmed.

There is a giant oval bathtub about 2 meters long on the tricycle. The bathtub is covered with an oilcloth and simply tied with a rope. Steam is constantly coming out of the head.

Two men jumped out of the tricycle and shouted, "The hot water is here. Two people can help lift it off. Otherwise, we won't be responsible if it gets cold in a while."

Seeing that Su Hao had regained some of his strength, Tan Zuochen pushed his arm and said, "These things are all ordered for you. I can't afford these extravagant things, so come here and lend a hand."

Su Hao, Tan Zuochen, and the two men who brought hot water worked together to carry the bathtub into the warehouse.

Tan Zuochen opened the oil patch, used a kitchen knife to cut open the oil paper package containing the Chinese medicine, and poured the Chinese medicine in one after another.

The two water delivery men looked back and forth between Tan Zuochen and Su Hao. They kept rubbing their hands and said with a smile: "Hot water 2, labor fee 50, bathtub deposit 200, 100 together, who can pay the bill."