boom!
I saw the big man standing there without even the slightest intention of dodging. Seeing that the hammer was about to hit him, he suddenly bounced and kicked him quickly, without even seeing his movement clearly, and then After the sound of "bang", the hammer was kicked sideways by him and bounced out...
Fortunately, after I yelled that sentence, the hammer was kicked out by him, and it fell on the ground, but my body was numb from the shock, but there was no injury.
Now all the people I brought started to fight, eager to jump up, I quickly shouted: "Stop! Stop! No one is allowed to do anything!!"
I quickly stretched out my hands and grabbed the two brothers standing beside me at the front, and then used my own body to stop the people behind. My complexion also changed several times at this moment, I looked straight at the big man in front of me, my gaze was even more complicated, but finally, I even felt that the eye sockets seemed a little moist.
I still couldn't believe it, so I wiped my eyes hard and looked at this big man carefully, and finally I was sure that I was right.
Then, instead of being angry, I laughed!
I first turned around and pulled the hammer up from the ground. The hammer was not injured, but I shook my head vigorously and muttered: "Damn it! It's such a quick kick, I didn't even understand it. I was wronged!"
I smiled and patted the soil on his body, and I even smiled with a bit of joy in my tone: "No wrong, no wrong, let alone you, I can't avoid this leg."
I let go of the hammer, and respectfully walked in front of this big man. I put my hands down obediently, lowered my head, and shouted: "Brother!"
I yelled, and immediately, everyone in the audience, except me and this guy, was stunned! !
The big man still looked at me with anger on his face. He seemed to open his mouth to say something, but he seemed to hold back, and just gave me a deep look with complicated eyes.
I hurriedly sighed to the brothers beside me: "Hey, don't be dumbfounded, this is my senior brother, my eldest brother! Put down your fists one by one... Sigh, don't hit me, my senior brother, even if you hit me It's as easy as eating cabbage, how can you be an opponent? Hurry up and meet my senior brother... "
But my senior brother didn't give me face, he snorted heavily at me, lost face and walked into the training ground.
I was left on the spot by him in front of so many people, but I was not angry at all. I just gave a wry smile and waved my hands at the subordinates. Si Luo was sitting in a wheelchair, and he also looked shocked: "Xiao Wu... He, is he really your senior brother?"
I looked at Xi Luo, with a guilty expression on my face: "I'm sorry... Xi Luo, he is really my senior brother... Alas, today I came to avenge you, but I didn't expect that it was my senior brother who hurt you. "
Xi Luo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a strange light appeared on his face: "Damn it! He is your senior brother! His kung fu is so good, he is actually your senior brother! Xiao Wu! Your senior brother is from Baozhilin? You... are you fucking Huang Feihong's apprentice and grandson too? Damn~! Damn!!" He was excited for a while, then sighed: "Oh, no wonder I can't beat him..." He seemed to see my face Feeling guilty, I immediately understood what I meant: "Xiao Wu, don't talk about it, I understand your difficulties. Well... I also injured your senior brother's son. The two of us were injured similarly, so I don't suffer any disadvantages." It's gone. Alas... but how did this thing turn out like this?"
"Bao Zhilin... I didn't know that my brother was actually from Baozhilin... Oh, no, could it be that my master is also from Baozhilin? But it's not right, my master didn't mention it back then!"
I looked at the gate of the martial arts field, and my heart was in a state of confusion, I don't know how many thoughts came out at once...
At that time, when I was ten years old, I worshiped under the master. I thought that the master was an inconspicuous little barber in that county, but I was just out of the curiosity of a young boy. Under the influence of martial arts and kung fu movies, it is inevitable that you will become interested in learning martial arts.
And in that situation, I left my parents to go to school in the county town alone, and a boy who was alone in the field would inevitably be bullied by other boys in those schools. I'm also a boy from other places, I don't have many friends, I'm also arrogant, and I have a hard temper. It's normal to fight with other male students or something. In fact, my parents sent me to the school in that county for my own good, because the school in that county is well-known in the whole province, and the enrollment rate is very high.
By chance, when I was out of school one day, I got into a fight with some male classmates. I hit three times, and I was beaten until my nose bleeds, the corners of my mouth were broken, and my school uniform was torn. The place where we fought was right in front of Master's barber shop. I usually get my hair cut in this barber shop. Master is a seemingly kind old man. When he saw me being bullied by several people, he came out and drove those boys away.
He knew that I was going to school alone in another place, and my home was not in the local area. Master has never had a son in his life, and he seems to be particularly fond of little boys like me. He led me into the barber shop, washed my face, and took some medicine to wipe my wounds.
Later, when he saw that I was being beaten badly, he said, "Do you want to learn some skills? I'll teach you how to do it. At least you won't be bullied in the future."
Then, he taught twice...just twice. It is the most superficial way of grasping.
I didn't care at all at the time, and I didn't take such an old man seriously in my heart. But every two days, I fight with my classmates again, but I resorted to it out of desperation. Who knows, I put the one who fought with me, the thickest and tallest sports committee member in the class, into a somersault... Then I was only ten years old at the time, a little on the thin side, and not tall. Usually, I couldn't knock that guy down even with all my strength, but this time I knocked him down easily!
I was not an idiot in the first place, so I realized something immediately. That afternoon I even skipped a class quietly and ran to the barber shop to find Master.
I begged him to teach me how to do it again, but he refused. Later, I heard from my master that he just saw that I was beaten so pitifully and that I had my hair cut at his place. He also heard me say that I went to school alone in another place. , just teach me how to do it, just take pity on me and let me barely protect myself in the future.
Master naturally rejected me at the beginning, but I was already ruthless in my temperament, and he refused, so I kept pestering me.
Finally, the master nodded, but at the beginning, he didn't teach me real kung fu, he just asked me to follow him to exercise, but he was still investigating me secretly.
Afterwards things are much simpler.
I became the youngest disciple of Master, and also the last disciple of Master. I originally read martial arts novels and martial arts movies in my head, and thought that learning martial arts was just practicing with a secret book, but when I really learned it, it was so painful that I almost couldn't stand it.
Among other things, it is Zamabu, which is simply killing people!
There is also daily exercise of the muscles and bones, commonly known as "stretching the tendons"... In fact, it is to exercise the ligaments!
Master didn't teach me anything for the first few months, and simply asked me to do some boring things. I really started to learn something, and after a year and a half, the master felt that my investigation was almost done, and he felt that I was a good-natured person, and my temper was tough enough, so he officially accepted me as an apprentice!
Those who practiced kung fu with the master back then, including me, there were four or five kids in total. Except for me, the other three were from the local area. And it's a pity that one of my seniors, after I studied for two years, stopped practicing martial arts with his master because he went to high school to study in other places, and then it was nothing.
But that was the environment back then. In this day and age, who would put their future on practicing martial arts? In contrast, academics are still important.
I practiced martial arts with my master from the age of ten to eighteen! A full eight years!
I know that in eight years, it is impossible for me to learn any real advanced martial arts. And the master has always told me very clearly that among his several apprentices, I should be the one who has learned the least amount of kung fu.
The master has a total of five apprentices, and among these five apprentices, the one with the strongest kung fu is naturally the elder brother!
I was only ten years old when I was apprenticed to a teacher, but the elder brother was already twenty-five years old! He is the only one among us who lives in the master's house, because the eldest brother seems to be a distant relative of the master... I don't know if it is, anyway, anyway, that's what he said at the time. Although in those few years, I never saw Master walk by any relatives.
There were five of us brothers and sisters, and one of them left on the way. Among the remaining four people, although the other two are students like me, they all live in the local area and live at home every day. I was the only one, because I originally lived in the school, but later I worshiped the master, so I simply lived in the master's house.
Because of this, my relationship with Eldest Brother is also very good.
Senior Brother has been following Master for many years! When I first entered the teacher's school, the senior brother seemed to be just twenty-five years old. I heard that he started practicing martial arts with the master at the age of eight... It is conceivable...
What the master usually teaches us, it is impossible for him to keep an eye on us all the time. Most of the time, it is the senior brother who supervises us to practice. I was the youngest one back then, and I was the latest to get started, with the worst foundation. I was trained terribly at the beginning, complaining all day long, and lying on the bed at night without any pain in my body.
Sometimes, senior brother would come to my room with medicinal wine at night and apply medicine to my body. And give me a massage. Many times, I fell asleep drowsily under his peculiar massage technique.
Eldest brother has a cold face, usually he doesn't like to talk too much, and he doesn't like to joke. Moreover, when supervising our practice, he was also very strict and never let the water go. Whenever we make mistakes in our practice, sometimes the master will beat us with a cane to punish us! But most of the time, it is the big brother who fights, so we are all afraid of him.
But the elder brother also touched us sometimes. Every time after being beaten, the master would make melon pork rib soup for us to eat the next day. Every time I saw the elder brother go out to buy vegetables, he would bring ribs and winter melon on the bicycle when he came back. , the three of us will cheer and rush forward to help him move the vegetables into the kitchen.
When it comes to Kung Fu, the one I admire the most in this world is without a doubt Master! However, apart from Master, I am most afraid of Senior Brother! Big Brother's kung fu is very good!
Because when we were practicing back then, the few of us boys could only practice by ourselves, but the senior brother, he can really compete with the master! !
But unfortunately, when I was fifteen years old, the eldest brother passed away. He left the master's house.
I don't know why the elder brother left, but I just vaguely know that the elder brother has returned to his hometown to inherit the family affairs. At that time, I didn't know much about what the elder brother's family was doing. But at the age of fifteen, I also understand that practicing martial arts cannot be practiced for a lifetime, and it is impossible for a senior brother to live in the master's house for a lifetime. He is a man, to live, to work, to make money, to have his own life!
Can martial arts be eaten as a meal
During the long time when the eldest brother left, the master was not in a good mood.
Later, I boldly asked Master once, and I asked him how much I had learned from him.
Master would not have answered my question like this, but when he drank some wine that day, when he got drunk, he told me the truth.
The four of us brothers... the one who has left does not count.
I probably learned master's three or four successes. My other two brothers are similar to me, but slightly better than me. The one who really learned his kung fu is the elder brother!
The master said that when the elder brother left, he already had 70% or 80% of his skill. Even when he was young, at the age of the elder brother, he might not be stronger than the elder brother.
The master said that if the end is right, the elder brother can really fight with him, and in the case that both sides do not kill, the elder brother may not be sure to lose!
Back then, I didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, so I boldly asked, "What about me? If I fight with the big brother, how much chance can I win?"
I remember when Master took a look at me and smiled: "You? Your elder brother gave you hands and feet. If you can stand in front of him for ten minutes, you will be considered hardworking!"
I was still a little unconvinced at the time. Master smiled and patted me on the shoulder, and sighed. He told me at that time: "Boy, don't be unconvinced. Your roots are much worse than your elder brother, and you I'm not as good as him. Plus your temper, alas... a lot of things, it's not that Master and I are partial, but I can't teach you! I'm afraid you will get into trouble! Therefore, you can't learn many things about me. You are too old. Brother is different, basically my old man's things, he took away everything he could."
After a pause, Master said to me again: "As I said, he gave you one hand and one foot. It would be good if you could stand in front of him for ten minutes. This is still good, and it is calculated according to the current gap between the two of you." .If it takes another ten years... the gap between you and him will only get bigger and bigger!"
At that time, I was not convinced and expressed my disbelief: "I have practiced hard for ten years, even if I can't catch up with him, it's fine. How can I be pulled further and further away by him?"
"Boy, if you have practiced kung fu for the sake of your big brother, you are no longer at the same level as you. After ten years of practice, he will be able to catch up with me. You are in a different realm from him. If you practice for another ten years, you will only be able to catch up with me." It might just be a little bit more on your current basis. He... hehe, the higher he reaches his level, the more obvious the gap with you will be... This is fate, and it is also a personal creation, which cannot be forced. "
Master has never lied to me in my life. According to his old man's words, ten years later, the master's skills are no longer at the same level as mine... If you really want to fight me... How long can I last under his hands
Eldest brother hasn't come back since he left the master's house.
The last time I saw him was at Master's funeral. The Master passed away, and our senior brothers dressed him in sackcloth and filial piety, and the senior brother rushed back at that time. That was the last time I saw Big Brother.
In my memory, he said the last sentence to me. At that time, our four senior brothers hugged together, and the senior senior brother said to us: "Be good, don't disappoint the master's hard work..."
After a pause, the elder brother gritted his teeth and said to us: "If any of you dare to do evil by relying on the skills taught by the master, if you let me know, I will break his leg!"
At that time, we lost our master suddenly, especially me. At that moment, when we looked at the elder brother, we almost regarded him as the shadow of the master. A few of us hugged each other and cried, and the big brother left. Before the elder brother left, he left a phone number for us, but after I returned to Nanjing, I didn’t get along very well. Later, I even sold the house my parents left me and worked in places like nightclubs. Invisibly, there is always a kind of inferiority complex and self-defeating mentality, so I hardly contact my seniors anymore.
only…
Master has taught me for so many years, but I have never heard that he is the descendant of Huang Feihong! ! Now how did the big brother open a "Baozhilin" in Canada