Zhang Yongsheng nodded and said: "My suggestion is that from now on, he can't practice other martial arts and focus on his Monkey Boxing practice. Before Monkey Boxing has initial achievements, he can't touch other miscellaneous studies, including natural science. Martial arts. I guess the out-of-shape pile skills he practices come from the Natural Gate."
Dong Zhenwu Biantou looked at his grandson, and Dong Qishan said awkwardly: "I just practice Fuhu Zhuang Kung Fu occasionally. The old man left a note saying that practicing this Kung Fu makes the legs and feet stronger. I thought that the only martial arts in the world is fast and quick to react. A little bit can get the upper hand in actual combat."
Zhang Yongsheng asked with half a smile: "In the last arena competition, your footwork was indeed faster than Zhao Yunfei, but what was the result? Did you get the upper hand? Did you suppress Zhao Yunfei in terms of situation?"
Dong Qishan was so depressed that he kept silent. He knew that he was at a disadvantage throughout the whole process. If it weren't for the natural gate's crow step and the inner circle players to form a defensive circle, which made it difficult for Zhao Yunfei to make a move for a while, the game would have been a quick defeat and it didn't take that long.
Zhao Yunfei suddenly said: "Your footwork is faster than mine, it's useless. In fact, they are almost the same. You strike before me, but my strike route is closer than you, and the strike point is more accurate than you, so you suffer a loss. As the saying goes, I beat the snake with the punch. Seven inches, my moves come last and come first, the little bit of advantage you gain is of little use."
Dong Zhenwu nodded and said: "What Classmate Zhao Yunfei said makes sense. This is the principle of fighting the enemy. If the enemy cannot move, I will not move. If the enemy moves, I will move first. Qishan, even though you have had more formal sparring sessions than Classmate Zhao Yunfei, , but I still don’t understand the rationale, and it’s a great opportunity wasted.”
Zhang Yongsheng sighed: "Dong Qishan's foundation is not strong, and his footwork and internal strength are not stable, so he goes to practice martial arts of other schools. Such chaotic training can only be learned in Handan. Fortunately, his training time is relatively short, and his internal strength is not stable. There is no hedging, so the harm to the body is less.”
Dong Zhenwu said sincerely: "Brother Zhang, my grandson will be entrusted to you from now on. In two days I will ask someone to send the basic information on martial arts at home. You can help him correct the basics first. Wait until the foundation is solid. Further, I hope it will help him in the future.”
Zhang Yongsheng nodded and said: "Don't worry, since I promised you, I will do my best to correct his mistakes. His martial arts handicap is not serious. As long as he seizes the time in the past two years to lay a solid foundation, he will definitely be good in a few years." He is making rapid progress, so you have to have confidence in him.”
Seeing Dong Zhenwu and Zhang Yongsheng finalize their decision to learn martial arts, although Dong Qishan was not happy, he had no room for objection. I just looked at my footwork and footprints, and I deeply agree with Zhang Yongsheng’s statement. As Zhang Yongsheng said, at his level there is no way he can get on a stake or a dustpan.
Practicing footwork under special circumstances is a necessary process for Qinggong practice. If his foundation is not strong, he will only make a fool of himself if he advances recklessly. He knew that he was eager to achieve success, thinking that learning more martial arts from other sects would improve him quickly, but he didn't know that the foundation was not solid, and haste makes waste, and it was just a waste of effort.
After sending Dong Zhenwu and his grandson away, Zhang Yongsheng and Zhao Yunfei also walked to the teaching building. It was almost time, and the two of them planned to go to the bar to warm up lunch boxes and prepare for evening self-study. Zhao Yunfei was very curious about Dong Qishan's apprenticeship with Zhang Yongsheng, but he didn't know where to start asking.
The two of them ate in silence while holding their lunch boxes. Zhang Yongsheng was thinking about how to train Dong Qishan, but Zhao Yunfei was speechless and felt uncomfortable.
After half the lunch was eaten, Zhao Yunfei said: "Old Zhang, do you really plan to accept Dong Qishan? He is from a martial arts family, why would he ask you to teach his grandson?"
Zhang Yongsheng was stunned for a moment, put down his chopsticks and said: "How do you say this? I know a lot of things, and I have made many friends in the martial arts world, so I can solve some problems that others can't. And Dong Qishan happened to encounter this problem, so His family wants me to help solve the problem."
Zhao Yunfei said in confusion: "What you are saying is that his foundation is not strong. Just let him learn it from the beginning. Why do you still need you? Can't he teach his family even basic kung fu?"
Zhang Yongsheng briefly explained Dong Qishan's problem and said: "The main reason is that his own martial arts and foreign martial arts are too mixed. It is very troublesome to correct his habits and lay a solid foundation. Although his family is a martial arts family, In fact, it has long since declined, and no one can do this job.”
Zhao Yunfei said thoughtfully: "It is indeed troublesome to correct bad habits. This mainly depends on personal perseverance. How much can you help him?"
Zhang Yongsheng smiled and explained: "It is impossible for a person to completely forget the martial arts he has practiced. I can only guide him to change his basic route by learning from his strong points and making up for his shortcomings, so that he can learn to adjust his own The martial arts system enables the integration and development of various martial arts in the body."
Zhao Yunfei nodded and said: "I seem to understand a little bit. Just like you said, let me try to incorporate the plum blossom pile footwork into Taizu Changquan to build a unique martial arts style?"
Zhang Yongsheng nodded and said: "That's probably what I mean, but you are much simpler than him. You are doing it step by step. Taizu Changquan has a solid foundation, so there will be no big problems. He has gone astray and wants to correct it. You can’t hurt yourself yet, but it’s a troublesome thing.”
Zhao Yunfei sighed: "In the past, when I read martial arts novels, I often saw people practicing martial arts and going crazy. His situation can be regarded as being crazy. It doesn't seem to be a serious problem."
Zhang Yongsheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "He can't be considered crazy. It's just that his training was too complicated and he went astray. If he really went crazy, he would either die or be disabled, and even the gods would not be able to save him."
Zhao Yunfei said with admiration: "Old Zhang, you know so much. The old man who opened the medicine shop in your hometown is the real hermit master. I really want to meet him."
Zhang Yongsheng shrugged and said: "Let's wait for next summer vacation. I will take you to see me when I have time. You can also help me sort out a lot of old books left by my ancestors. I am really too busy alone. There are many martial arts miscellaneous notes in it. , and martial arts practitioners’ notes and so on, which are also good for you.”
Zhao Yunfei patted his chest and promised: "No problem, I will definitely help you put things in order. It's great to have you as a brother. I can get the things that others want so easily."
Zhang Yongsheng said with a smile: "Then why don't you work harder, don't live up to my expectations. Dong Qishan has a natural foundation. Once he straightens out his martial arts route, he will really make rapid progress. Can you continue to defeat him by then? , it depends on how hard you work.”
Zhao Yunfei said proudly: "Is the Natural Sect great? You haven't trained yourself wrongly. My Taizu Changquan has been used by the emperor, and it is known as the mother of a hundred fists. How can I still be afraid of him?"
