Zhao Zhu was depressed and wanted to regain his position, so he attacked with every move.
Her figure was erratic, her moves were fierce, her fists were like the two hooks of a praying mantis, and she was dancing like a tiger.
Zhu Jin saw Mantis Boxing for the first time, and he couldn't figure out the reality for a while, so he could only defend carefully.
On the surface, Zhao Zhu has every advantage.
After several consecutive moves failed to work, she suddenly changed her moves with a flash of her eyes.
The steps of the jade ring under the feet are getting faster and faster, looking to the left and suddenly to the right. His arms suddenly stretched out, directly into Zhu Jin's eyes.
Zhu Jin saw Zhen Qing, raised his arms on both sides of his head, and blocked the move.
But Zhao Zhu was a false move.
Seeing how effective Zhu Jin's movements were, he suddenly stepped down and swept his right hand in front of Zhu Jin's eyes, closing Zhu Jin's field of vision. He clenched the five fingers of his left hand together and hit Zhu Jin's Guanyuan point like a poisonous snake.
As long as he hits, Zhu Jin will be paralyzed on the spot.
This move was so clever that even Zuo Mengeng was amazed.
"What a move to break into Shaolin."
When the wind came from below, Zhu Jin secretly screamed that something was wrong.
He had no time to block, so he had no choice but to shrink his belly, bulge his muscles, and take Zhao Zhu's fierce attack.
There was a loud bang.
Zhu Jin remained motionless, a flash of red flashing across his face.
Zhao Zhu screamed in pain, Teng Teng Teng took several steps back, holding the wrist of his left hand, big beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
This turn of events surprised everyone.
Zhu Jin scratched his forehead. He was obviously beaten, so why was Zhao Zhu injured?
Zhao Zhu gritted his teeth in pain and said angrily: "You are so despicable, you actually practiced Iron Cloth Shirt."
Zhu Jin was baffled.
"What is an iron shirt?"
Zhao Zhu raised his red and swollen wrist.
"You still said no?"
Seeing the two of them arguing, Zuo Mengeng stepped forward.
"Although Zhu Jin has never practiced horizontal kung fu, the daily training of the special forces is similar."
Zhao Zhu's big black and white eyes flickered, full of confusion.
Zuo Mengeng walked into the field, looked at Zhao Zhu's fine wrist, and explained.
"Any fighting skill, no matter how varied the moves are, can never deviate from its basic principles, which are nothing more than strength, speed and defense. Without these three points, no matter how good the skill is, it will be useless."
He said to Zhao Zhu: "If you had hit an ordinary person with that move just now, the opponent would have been seriously injured. But their special forces have been training their muscles and bones every day to become as hard as steel. You were not strong enough, so you were injured in return. Own."
Yu Qi listened with great excitement.
"I never thought that the commander-in-chief is actually a martial arts master. He has already seen the true principles of martial arts."
What Zuo Menggeng said is a scientific summary of fighting in later generations.
Who in future generations will not know that fighting without strength, speed and defense is just a show.
People in this era, those who have practiced kung fu to a high level, will basically have some understanding, but they will not summarize it in such an incisive and concise way.
The special forces were created by Zuo Mengeng, and the relevant concepts have long been transmitted to them.
Therefore, although the members of the special forces have not practiced hard qigong such as the Golden Bell Mask and the Iron Clothes Shirt, their body's ability to resist blows is absolutely unparalleled in the world.
At least it is impossible to break through with Zhao Zhu's power.
Zhao Zhu was skeptical after hearing this. After all, she had not reached a higher realm yet.
Over the years, I have been practicing martial arts with Yu Qi, and my skills have become increasingly better, and I have competed with many famous masters all over the world. Because he wins more than he loses, he is very proud of his own skills.
This was the first time in her life that she failed to hit someone but instead hurt herself.
"Commander, how do you develop strength?"
Seeing that she was eager to learn, Zuo Mengeng gave her on-site teaching.
He asked Zhu Jin to come forward.
"Twenty push-ups."
Zhu Jin immediately fell to the ground, his body rising and falling.
Looking at Zhu Jin's movements, Zhao Zhu only felt that it was novel, but he didn't think it was anything special.
She shook her head and fell to the ground, imitating Zhu Jin's example and doing push-ups faster.
Zuo Mengeng pursed his lips and smiled, saying in his heart that this girl thought too simply.
he ordered suddenly.
"One finger."
When Zhu Jin propped himself up again after hearing this, his hands suddenly left the ground.
When it fell, the palms of the hands were no longer on the ground, but the index fingers of both hands were resting on the ground alone.
One thin finger supported Zhu Jin's heavy body as it continued to rise and fall.
Zhao Zhu was so strong that he followed suit.
As a result, I couldn't hold on any longer, and rolled to the ground with a scream, holding my fingers, with tears in my eyes.
Seeing Zhu Jin still doing push-ups one after another, she finally understood something.
Zuo Mengeng wanted to show off his skills and ordered again: "One hand."
So Zhu Jin simply put away one hand, and was able to support his body up and down with just one hand.
Zhao Zhu fell to the side and was dumbfounded.
She had tried it herself, and of course she knew how much strength Zhu Jin's movements required.
If such a fist hits me...
Just thinking about it made Zhao Zhu shudder.
Only then did she realize that her martial arts skills still had a long way to go.
Speaking of Mantis Boxing, Zuo Mengeng couldn't help but feel nostalgic and just talked about it casually.
"The Mantis Fist is fast but not chaotic, hard but not stiff, soft but not soft. You follow the trend and find opportunities to hit. It is really a good skill to use against opponents who are stronger than you. You should practice more in the future to improve your skills. The ability to fight.”
The surrounding special forces cheered in agreement, and their initial contempt for Mantis Fist immediately dissipated.
They practice fighting every day and receive the most scientific training. Of course, they know best how difficult it is to deal with opponents who are stronger and heavier than themselves.
They also saw Zhao Zhu's move just now. It was just as Zuo Mengeng said, every move never left the opponent's gap and went straight to the vital point.
Zhao Zhu doesn't have enough strength or speed, so he still can't show his power.
If it had been Yu Qi, I'm afraid it would have been Zhu Jin who fell to the ground.
After hearing Zuo Mengeng's summary of Mantis Boxing, Yu Qi and Zhao Zhu couldn't help but feel convinced.
Even though Yu Qi is the founder of Mantis Boxing, his current understanding of this boxing technique is not as good as that of Zuo Mengeng.
After all, his Mantis Boxing is still in the perfection stage, and Zuo Menggeng's knowledge of Mantis Boxing is a masterpiece of later generations.
Yu Qi thought for a while and asked.
"In the future, Mantis Fist will be taught to disciples and spread to the world. The Commander-in-Chief will be the master of all ages. Please give me your permission."
Zuo Mengeng was stunned, wondering how he could become a boxing master?
Think about how later generations of people who learned Mantis Boxing put incense on the memorial tablet of their ancestor, and one of the incense sticks belonged to them. This is a very strange feeling.
Zuo Mengeng's thoughts were scattered.
If you can master Tai Chi, Baji Quan, Hong Quan, Tongji Quan, Xingyi Quan, Bagua Zhang, Pi Gua Zhang, Cha Quan, Tang Shou, etc., wouldn't that mean...
Will those who practice martial arts in future generations respect themselves as their ancestors?
It's quite fun to think about the situation in the future when I will be famous all over the world and have countless disciples and grandchildren.
