Tang Zichen sat in the practice room and looked at Duan Zhen, and from time to time pointed out Duan Zhen's mistakes.
This mudra of hers is only a practice method, not any fighting method.
It is still being deduced and there is still a lot of room for improvement.
"The limbs, waist and abdomen, spine, Dantian, and eyebrows all need to move at the same time. If there are any mistakes, it will be difficult to achieve results."
Whenever Duan Zhen made a mistake in exerting force, Tang Zichen would just do something casually, like an electric current stimulating the body, and the wrong state would be corrected.
The more Duan Zhen practiced, the more he felt that this mudra was vast and boundless, integrating almost all boxing techniques such as Xingyi, Tai Chi, Bagua, Tongbei, Mantis, Baji and so on.
But they are all training methods and do not involve fighting methods.
Chinese martial arts is divided into training methods, fighting methods and performance methods.
The training method is a daily practice method, which is divided into internal training and external training. As the saying goes, external training is for muscles, bones and skin, and internal training is like this in one breath.
The fighting method is the art of killing and confronting the enemy. The various moves are different and the methods are extremely sharp, which is completely different from the training method.
In the end, muscle memory must be formed in the style of play. Basically, it is just a move, and there is no need to think about the next move in the mind.
Acting is performance, a very beautiful showmanship.
Although Chinese martial arts claims to only kill people and not perform, it later had to compromise with the times.
Duan Zhen moved slowly and continued to practice this mudra.
For a full month after that, Tang Zichen would come to the practice room on time to give guidance.
Finally, when Wang Chao was about to complete the three-body posture, Duan Zhen also initially mastered this mudra.
In the quiet room, Tang Zichen and Duan Zhenchen sat opposite each other and practiced this mudra at the same time.
The movements of the two were almost the same, but Tang Zichen was more natural, like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.
"Huh! Sister Chen, am I an entry-level person now?"
Duan Zhen lamented that this mudra practice was so difficult. If Tang Zichen hadn't pointed out mistakes all the time, it would have taken him a while to succeed.
"I now feel that you may surpass me in the future." Tang Zichen said with a smile.
After this month of getting along, she and Duan Zhen have become much closer, and their relationship is somewhat casual.
She looked at Duan Zhen with a smile and continued:
"Now let me tell you about the realm of boxing."
realm?
Duan Zhen has known for a long time what Ming Jin, Dark Jin, Hua Jin, Dan Jin, Gang Jin, as well as the final one of breaking the void and seeing the gods are not bad, have kept these in mind.
He listened to Tang Zichen's talk and pretended to be thoughtful.
"...Sister Chen, what state are you in now?"
Duan Zhen waited for Tang Zichen to finish and asked curiously.
Tang Zichen at this stage may be Bao Dan or Gang Jin.
Before the life-and-death battle with the GOD leader, Ba Liming was only at the Gangjin level.
The GOD leader should have entered the realm of indestructibility earlier than the two of them, slaying the red dragon and subduing the white tiger. Except for his hair and eyebrows, there are no pores anywhere else in his body.
"you guess?"
Tang Zichen happened to be here today to talk, so he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed.
"I only know that Sister Chen is the most powerful! She is also the most beautiful!"
Duan Zhen pretended to praise exaggeratedly, saying that good communication can better promote the relationship between the two parties.
Say one more good word without losing any weight.
Tang Zichen chuckled, and the two talked again, and then ended today's practice.
Duan Zhen watched Tang Zichen leave. The place where he lived and where Tang Zichen lived were only less than two hundred meters apart, and they were both villas in the same community.
"Wang Chao is coming too."
Duan Zhen counted the days. Although he kept the plot of the story in mind, the specific time was not so clear.
He can only calculate based on the time that occasionally passes by.
These two days should be the days when Wang Chao comes to find Tang Zichen.
"Youthful mind."
Duan Zhen held some information and shook his head.
This is what Wang Chao has done recently.
As soon as his temples bulged, he couldn't wait to get money.
Forget it if you want to make money, the first thing that comes to mind is to rob.
Late at night, he went to the gym and beat up some gangsters who had bullied him before. He defeated one of the gangsters with his dirty hands and grabbed some money to run away.
Unfortunately, he was arrested together with the captain of the police station, Cao Yi, and was interviewed by reporters as a victim.
"This experience is interesting."
The one who beat people and stole money became the victim, and Duan Zhen could only lament this kind of magic operation.
However, Cao Yi was a veteran. He could see Wang Chao's abnormality at a glance, and then he had a few moves with Wang Chao, who was full of energy and self-aggrandizement.
At this time, Wang Chao was just a novice who was just beginning to practice. He didn't know how to play, and his physical training was not in place. How could he be Cao Yi's opponent?
His hands were all black and bruised. If Tang Zichen hadn't treated him with gold needles, that arm might have been useless.
"Since then, Wang Chao has never lost again."
Duan Zhen looked at these pictures and videos with great interest. This might be the only time Wang Wudi lost.
This matter is worthy of Cao Yi's lifelong bragging.
Duan Zhen put away the information and started running the Xuanyuanding Qingjue.
The effect of this skill is getting stronger and stronger. He feels clear-headed all the time, as if everything he does is done with twice the result with half the effort, and the alien energy that invades the meridians in his body has never rioted again.
There is no need to think deeply, this method is the foundation of his life.
...
"Sister Chen! Are you leaving?"
More than half a year has passed, the winter vacation has passed, and the summer vacation is coming again.
Today is the day that Tang Zichen leaves. She wants to return to Nanyang and get back what belongs to her.
Wang Chao was sitting on a boat in the middle of the lake, looking at Tang Zichen with a reluctant expression.
Over the past six months, Tang Zichen has taught him what he has learned throughout his life.
Whether it is the initial horse stance and teasing palm, then all the training and fighting methods of Baguazhang, the five fists and twelve forms of Xingyi, and the final dragon-snake combined attack and large spear technique.
And Tang Zichen himself.
All of this made Wang Chao feel a deep attachment and he was extremely reluctant to let go.
There are little ripples on the lake, nursery rhymes are heard in the distance, and the breeze blows, everything looks so beautiful.
Tang Zichen was also slightly stunned, and then came back to his senses.
She looked at Wang Chao with a smile, took off her shoes, revealing a pair of white bare feet, rolled up her trousers to her knees, and then stepped into the water.
The water only covered Tang Zichen's knees, and she stood quietly on the water, like the spirit of the river and the goddess in the dark night.
"I'm leaving. You have to take care of yourself and have a broad heart, but you can't be insulted. Remember not to push yourself."
Tang Zichen and Wang Chao talked for a long time, and finally walked away in the water because of Wang Chao's reluctance.
This is the highest level of boxing. When walking on water, the water only reaches the knees.
Duan Zhen watched Tang Zichen leave from the distant river bank and sighed in his heart.
Tang Zichen has been teaching Wang Chao for most of the past six months, and only occasionally gave some guidance on Duan Zhen. She didn't seem to want to teach Duan Zhen any fighting skills, but simply taught this hand seal.
However, Duan Zhen could feel the complexity and vastness contained in this hand seal, which was extremely extraordinary.
As he experienced it carefully, he seemed to feel that his spiritual level was constantly rising, as if he was about to enter that mysterious and mysterious realm.
"We will meet again in the future."
Duan Zhen had known for a long time that Tang Zichen was leaving, so he had a detailed talk with her a few days ago and provided her with some conveniences abroad.
His parents abroad are very willing to help, and they think Tang Zichen's departure will be smoother this time.
Duan Zhen looked at the wet Wang Chao who fell into the water, waved his hand, and a speedboat next to him immediately started to pick up the lost Wang Chao.
During this period, he and Wang Chao also got a lot closer.
"Let's go, practice martial arts with peace of mind, and try to help Sister Chen as soon as possible in the future."
Duan Zhen patted Wang Chao and snapped his fingers to the side, feeling a little bit evil in his heart.
This can be regarded as Wang Chao's only moment of despair, and it is worth keeping as a souvenir.
The horses nearby immediately took several photos knowingly.
Perhaps it was the flash that stimulated Wang Chao. He grabbed Duan Zhen's collar directly, with doubts flashing in his eyes:
"Do you know where Sister Chen went? Tell me! I don't want to know nothing!"
In his panic, his body involuntarily exerted force and tore Duan Zhen's collar to pieces.
But Duan Zhen did not answer him directly. Instead, he smiled and repelled the horsemen who were about to rush up from both sides, and then slowly spoke:
"You're not strong enough, it's useless even if you know."
He exerted force gently with his left hand, and the air around him suddenly became a little heavy.
Wang Chao suddenly felt his eyes blur, and his palms relaxed involuntarily.
"What's this?"
Wang Chao felt that all the doubts, nostalgia, and other emotions in his heart had faded away, and he regained his composure.
He looked at the disheveled Duan Zhen and felt a little embarrassed:
"I...I didn't mean it, I'll pay for your clothes!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Duan Zhen laughed, put his arm around Wang Chao's shoulders and left.
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