"There is no one among ten thousand, there is no one among ten thousand!"
After pondering for a long time, Gong Baosen sighed sadly and recited it twice in a row.
He reached out a hand and gently stroked his daughter's hair.
He comforted: "There are indeed people in this world who cannot be judged by common sense. I have only heard some legends about those people. But there are very few such people, not one in ten thousand..."
"Dad, is Luo Heng that kind of person?"
Gong Er asked softly.
Gong Baosen hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly: "That's right? Dad has never seen such a person, but according to what you said, this is the only explanation."
Gong Er noticed at this time that her father, who had always been firm and calm in her eyes since childhood, showed complex confusion for the first time in his eyes...
"This time when I go south, I brought some medicine for bruises. You can go to the boxing gym later and deliver it to your senior brother..."
Mr. Gong was lost for a long time before he spoke slowly.
Gong Er silently nodded in agreement.
After all, Ma San was adopted by Gong Baosen since he was a child, and he still has feelings for him. Hearing that Ma San was hurt by Luo Heng, I was still a little worried.
I couldn't bear to lose my dignity and went to visit in person, so I had no choice but to ask Gong Er to make another trip...
The backyard of Jinlou.
Luo Heng took a few steps back in embarrassment.
Ding Lianshan's hand slid almost close to his chest, and then he moved closer again.
Luo Heng retreats again, Old Man Ding advances again...
Luo Heng tried to use Bagua steps to turn sideways, but Ding Lianshan seemed to see through Luo Heng's movements completely.
Every time it was just the right move to intercept.
Luo Hengyue became more and more angry as he fought. This was the first time he had ever encountered such a frustrating fight.
Even though he was defeated by Ip Man before, he could still use his proficient boxing skills to barely make a comeback.
Although Ma San relied on his strength to cultivate and forced him to fight head-on, Luo Heng suffered a loss.
But he can also use his wits to fight back a few times.
But in front of Old Man Ding, Luo Heng knew exactly what Old Man Ding would do next.
I also thought about how to avoid it and how to fight back.
But it's just too late...
How can I fight this?
However, Old Man Ding seemed to be addicted to playing, and every time he attacked Luo Heng, he failed to do so!
Just click on it, touch Luo Heng's body lightly, and immediately recover the strength.
It made Luo Heng really want to scare him and show him what it means to hit the target with every shot within ten steps...
"Practice in boxing depends on the form, and practice on the person! Young man, don't think that just because you are so talented, you can get carried away..."
Ding Lianshan actually had a good time fighting.
Luo Heng was extremely depressed. Damn, this old man was obviously the senior senior brother of the Bagua Sect.
If Baguazhang played well, Luo Heng would still be convinced.
He actually used a set of Xingyiquan to force himself into this state.
Luo Heng really couldn't accept it.
With my brother’s perfect level of skill proficiency, is he just going to stretch his hips like this?
Ding Lianshan's attack came again, and Luo Heng had no choice but to retreat again, quietly retracting his hand into his sleeve.
Secretly gritting his teeth, if Ding Lianshan continues, he will really make a big move!
There was a sudden shock on his back, and Luo Heng secretly thought it was not good.
I was so anxious to retreat just now that I didn't pay attention and was actually forced to the wall.
There is no way to retreat at this time...
"He has a natural understanding and is a great talent! What a pity..."
At this time, Ding Lianshan suddenly stopped his hand, bowed his straight back slightly again, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and sighed.
Just looking at his appearance, one would never have imagined how fierce and fierce he was at that moment. A set of Xingyiquan made his momentum stronger than Luo Heng's Baji!
Luo Heng's hand quietly stretched out from his sleeve.
He said angrily: "Senior, what do you mean? When I'm as old as you, let's try to compete again..."
Ding Lianshan seemed not to hear the dissatisfaction in Luo Heng's words.
He said rather lonely: "You have indeed learned Bajia very well, and your own Bajiquan is also very advanced. At your age, you can practice both Kung Fu to this extent. It is the only time I have seen it in my life, it is a pity..."
Luo Heng asked curiously: "Old man, I don't like to talk in roundabout ways. What do you regret?"
Ding Lianshan put his hands behind his back and walked back to the chair where he had just sat and sat down.
Then he said leisurely: "Practice in boxing depends on form, practice on strength depends on people..."
Luo Heng smiled and said: "You just said this..."
Ding didn't even lift the mountain, he simply leaned on the back of the chair and lay down halfway.
Chang Chang said: "Don't worry, there will be more to come. Boxing training depends on the form, strength training depends on the person, and mind training depends on the spirit. People like you rely on superhuman understanding to quickly understand the subtleties of boxing moves.
"All the martial arts in the world are just at your fingertips. What others have spent most of their lives pondering, you can achieve in a few days.
"This kind of talent is your capital, but unfortunately it is also your shackles. In your current situation, within ten years, if you can understand these few words I gave you, there may be a turn for the better. If you can't think through it, I'm just afraid that there will be no hope of turning my strength into life..."
Luo Heng curled his lips, old man, what you said about the clouds and mountains being shrouded in mist seems to make sense.
However, it is impossible to guess that my brother is a systematic person.
The title of Special Achievement allows me to transform within a few days from a loser who has only just achieved success after practicing Bajiquan for ten years.
He has grown up to now have two perfect kung fu skills, and has begun to practice secret strength.
At this speed, let alone ten years.
If you don’t need it for a year, I will give you a new level of energy to open your eyes.
I hope you can still sit still, old man!
Ding Lianshan clearly didn't look at Luo Heng, but he seemed to have a complete grasp of his reaction.
He raised his neck and shook his head and said: "Young people are still too young. Don't take it lightly. When you find yourself with no way ahead one day, think about these words again.
"I originally wanted to tell you some of my understanding of Baguazhang over the years.
"But those few steps I just watched you take, I have nothing to teach you in terms of technique."
Luo Heng was not ungrateful.
I just don't like these old men, they always like to make things mysterious when they talk.
He nodded and said: "No matter what, I still have to thank you, senior."
Ding Lianshan waved his hand and sighed: "It's still a bit polite. Within ten years, if you have thought through it, you can come to me at any time."
After that, he closed his eyes and basked in the sun, as if he had fallen asleep.
Luo Heng saw that Ding Lianshan remained silent.
He simply turned around and headed towards the front of the Golden Building.
I was still muttering in my heart: "Fist training depends on the form, strength depends on the person, and intention training depends on the mind? What the hell? Brother, work hard and add some skills. When the time comes, we will see if you, old man, can still sit still..."
When I raised my head, I met an old lady.
Seeing Luo Heng, he took two steps back in surprise, moved away, and then asked: "Who are you?"
Luo Heng raised the brim of his hat, showed his face, and said with a smile: "Third sister, it's me, Luo Heng..."
The third sister frowned: "Call Third Aunt! Why are you making such a scene? Do you smell of blood? There are guests in front of you. Don't let anyone see you. Come with me quickly..."
Without saying a word, he immediately turned around and led the way.
Luo Heng followed silently.
I secretly cursed in my heart: In this golden building, all the three-year-old children call you Sanjie, but when you come here alone, you actually want to take advantage and call you Sangu...
Didn’t this guy just want his friend to be a dwarf in Jinlou?
