"Actual combat?!"
A glint flashed in Hong Kang's eyes.
"That's right." Hong Zhennan said solemnly, "In the final analysis, Kung Fu is still a fighting skill. Kung Fu is two words, one horizontal and one vertical. If you are right, you are standing, if you are wrong, you are falling down."
"With your current skills, you'll have no problem dealing with ordinary people."
"But when you meet a really ruthless character, Lian Jiazi, I'm afraid you won't be able to use 70% of your 100% strength!"
"So, it's time for you to clear the human piles. I will say hello to the people in the security team and ask them to give you some tips."
"As for what happens next..."
Hong Zhennan paused immediately.
He muttered for a while and then said: "After that, it all depends on your personal destiny."
Hong Kang has practiced martial arts for many years and also knows some of the training processes for traditional martial artists.
"Dad, do you want to say that my son should see blood from now on!?"
Looking at his son who stood taller than himself, Hong Zhennan suddenly felt infinite emotion in his heart.
"These are the rules from the past. When a disciple of Yicheng comes out, he or she can hone his martial arts with various people in the forest, or he can choose to sign a life and death certificate to compete in the ring."
"But now, everyone is talking about development..."
Hong Kang shook his head when he heard this.
"Dad, although I haven't practiced martial arts as long as you and I don't know much about the rules of the old martial arts world, I still have my own opinions on kung fu."
"Kung Fu is a fighting technique, but it is not just a fighting technique."
"The ancestors cut their way through the mountains and forests to open up the mountains and forests. At that time, various fighting techniques helped our ancestors survive from eating hair and drinking blood; but after their survival was guaranteed, various quests for immortality began."
"There are too many things like alchemy, persuasion, guidance, visualization, inner elixirs, outer elixirs, sacrifices, martial arts, etc."
“So, in my mind, kung fu is also a means to climb the limits of human potential and pursue transcendence.”
While Hong Kang was speaking, Hong Zhennan just listened.
My son is high-spirited and energetic, and has always been his pride.
But being too sensible and capable, there is a problem, that is, it is difficult for me to realize the sense of accomplishment of being a father.
Perhaps it's time to give A'kang a younger brother or sister? ?
…
In the next three days, Hong Zhennan passed on all his decades of experience in practicing "Iron Fist" to Hong Kang.
Hong Kang did not disappoint.
With both Ming Jin and Dark Jin at the state of Dacheng, Hong Kang could quickly understand and apply all the tricks Hong Zhennan taught.
Which part generates force faster? Where is this blow directed at the opponent?
Hong Kang was like a shriveled sponge, quickly integrating Hong Zhennan's experience into his own kung fu.
After becoming proficient in boxing, Hong Kang started practicing with the security team.
The security team is all young and strong men, and they are more or less good at kung fu. Hong Kang's various boxing styles are really eye-opening.
Watching others practice is a different feeling than practicing by yourself.
“I didn’t expect Master Hong’s kung fu to be so powerful!!”
"And it's progressing so fast!"
"In the beginning, I could only handle seven or eight people at the same time. In less than a month, I was able to handle 20 people at the same time without falling behind!!"
"Hey! Captain Luo is up! I wonder who will win?"
"Hey~ It seems Captain Luo is better."
"Awesome? Didn't you see how difficult it was for Captain Luo to win? I think Master Hong can win within three months at most."
"That's not necessarily true. It's not like Captain Luo won't make progress."
…
The days are passing by.
Hong Kang was dressed in black and stood quietly.
His body was straight and his back was straight, as if nothing could bend his waist.
Surrounded by fifty security team members.
There were many people outside the venue stopping to watch.
Hong Kang has an extraordinary bearing, looking straight ahead with an indifferent look.
Bits and pieces of this year flashed before my eyes.
one Year,
It’s been a whole year!
Since Hong Kang came to the security team to hone his boxing skills, people in the security team have been sparring with him every day.
With the state of great strength, Hong Kang's understanding and application of "Iron Fist" are making rapid progress.
At the same time, facing various styles of martial arts techniques, Hong Kang's knowledge also improved rapidly.
In the past, if you just knew the characteristics of various martial arts schools in your mind, it was just talk on paper; only when you actually meet them and learn their moves in the palm of your hand can you truly gain knowledge.
"Xingyiquan" which is simple, simple, strict and compact; "Baguazhang" which is quick and agile and changes with every move;
"Piguaquan", which means long strikes from a distance, and whipping from close range; "Bajiquan", which means taking every inch and striking hard;
There are also tan kick, poke kick, fanziquan, yanqingquan...
Maybe some martial arts have the same name, but different inheritances. For example, "Tai Chi" alone has several schools; some martial arts are divided into northern and southern martial arts, etc.
Of course, although everyone learns martial arts, there are not many people in the security team who are truly familiar with Ming Jin and Dark Jin, depending on how many inheritances each family has, and individual talent differences, etc.
"Everyone, please!"
Hong Kang spoke calmly, not arrogantly, but with absolute confidence in his tone.
A year ago, he would not have dared to speak like this because he was not very accurate about his own strength.
But after this year,
Hong Kang's mental outlook has long since changed.
Like a forged iron embryo, it shows the brilliance and sharpness hidden in the depths.
"ah!"
"Ahhh!!"
"..."
A group of people looked at each other for a moment, then rushed over with roars.
"Drink! Watch the punch!"
The person who rushed the fastest had already punched Hong Kang's face.
But he was not excited about success.
Instead, his eyes were full of determination, like: Even if I can't beat you, I still want to take a bite out of you.
Sure enough, Hong Kang didn't raise his hand at all.
He just took two steps back, and the punch just hit his forehead.
The wind of the fist caused the corners of Hong Kang's clothes to undulate, but they did not fall into place.
A slight difference is a thousand miles away.
"Just lie down first!"
Just as the man was about to change his moves, Hong Kang's voice came from behind.
Then there was a sudden pain in his neck, his vision went dark, and he felt dizzy and couldn't stand.
Hong Kang did not stop and quickly passed through the crowd.
Or jumping, or flipping, or hitting with the body...
He never raised his hand to meet the enemy.
"Brother Hong, Akang's skills are better than yours!!"
Hong Zhennan secretly stood in an inconspicuous place and watched, but Zheng Zixuan's teasing came to his ears.
Hong Zhennan turned his head and then turned back: "Yes. Although I haven't started teaching him the "Tiger and Crane Double Form Fist" yet, his strength is no longer inferior to mine."
Listening to Hong Zhennan's stubborn words to save face, Zheng Zixuan shook his head in amusement.
He has been hit and has become normal.
His junior brother Jia Xinbin, when he only knew how to do wild things before, was able to compete with him based on his experience and physical fitness; since he systematically learned the Bagua sect's martial arts, he has long been no match for him.
Now that I see Hong Kang's progress, his mentality can be said to be much more peaceful.
We are just ordinary people and cannot compare to those martial arts geniuses.
Hong Zhennan looked at the dragon-like figure on the field, with relief and emotion in his eyes...
