I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

Chapter 144: Use your body to feel it

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I was quite surprised to hear that the old man asked me to beat him.

Eh? This is the first time I heard that Chinese martial arts is famous for its numerous sects and complicated moves. How come there are only two moves

The old man moved slightly to let go of my punch, and at the same time stretched out his left arm, which attracted my attack like a magnet. My right arm seemed to be tightly bound by countless invisible spider threads, and it deviated right before my eyes. In the original direction, I lost my balance and crashed into a willow tree behind the old man.

"Well," the old man twirled his beard again, "Actually, according to the rules of our ancestors, Yin Yang Sanshou is not taught to outsiders, but I am already so old, and my children are either not interested in martial arts, or their legs are too long..."

"Then... old man, what is the name of our Kung Fu?"

"Exception?"

I was quite surprised to hear that the old man asked me to beat him.

"Ouch!!" The old man screamed and was punched in the face by me. He fell into the Dongshan Lake like a kite with its string broken, causing a high splash when he fell into the water.

The old man pointed out two fingers, "One move is called Huajin, and the other is called Fajin!"

"Isn't this bad? Although you look tough, the elderly have osteoporosis..."

"Don't just use 50% of your strength! Use 100%!" The old man shouted at me sternly without dodge.

The old man put his fist under his mouth and coughed.

"The reason why I want to teach you Yin Yang Sanshou is not only because you have perseverance, but also because your legs are short and suitable for this martial arts."

"Also, the core of martial arts training lies in 'practicing' and feeling it with the body! I just used the energy so many times, did you feel it?"

Yin Yang Sanshou, right? 'Yin' means soft strength, and 'yang' means strong strength. I happen to have more than enough strength and not enough soft strength. The so-called transformation of strength means to use softness to overcome hardness, and use the shape of flowing water to resolve the enemy's offensive. I don't have to blindly do what I did before. In a head-to-head confrontation, even if you defeat the enemy, you will lose three thousand...

stop looking! Are my legs really that short? In fact, it’s just the level of ordinary people, right? When I was doing pull-ups with Niu Shili yesterday, I compared our legs. They seemed to be about the same length! Compared with the squad leader or Xiaoqin, my legs are proportionally shorter! That must be it!

The old man put his fist under his mouth and coughed.

"Why are there so many questions? Do you want to learn Kung Fu from me?"

"Why, why? Do we still need to charge tuition?"

I was still a little hesitant, but seeing the old man's expression getting more and more anxious, I had no choice but to bite the bullet, clenched my fist, and attacked the old man's shoulder with 50% of my strength.

"Why are there so many questions? Do you want to learn Kung Fu from me?"

"The reason why I want to teach you Yin Yang Sanshou is not only because you have perseverance, but also because your legs are short and suitable for this martial arts."

The old man looked me up and down again with a smile on his face.

"In short, there is no secret formula for Yin Yang Sanshou! You come to Dongshan Lake every morning to find me, run two less laps, and fight more moves with me. Over time, you will naturally be able to understand the secret of Hua Jin - do you remember it?"

"That... master..."

Since the old man can even tell how much effort I put into it, I shouldn't pretend to be a grandson in front of real people.

Eh? What's going on? I haven't gotten over it yet! This is not martial arts but super power, right

"Exception?"

I subconsciously wanted to say, "Disciple, I remember it," but I was afraid that the old man would be angry, so I had to say, "I remember it."

"Eh? Are you going to teach me kung fu today?"

"Hua Jin is mainly used for defense, and Fa Jin is mainly used for offense. I only teach you the Hua Jin technique of Yin Yang Sanshou. Firstly, it does not violate the rules of the ancestors. Secondly, if I don't teach you Fa Jin, I am also afraid of being young. People can't control their strength, and they can be injured or killed. Again, don't call me master. Where are the ancestral rules, I can't accept you as a disciple."

Legs, short legs? Is it not because my bones are good for martial arts training, but because my legs are short

"Hmph, let me tell you, they say there are a lot of articles in the world, but in fact, in martial arts, various sects learn from each other very much! Let me tell you, in fact, Chinese martial arts only have two moves from beginning to end!"

"That... master..."

I took a deep breath, mobilized all the muscles in my body, and sprinted to the old man with a right hook. I wanted to see how the old man dealt with it.

Eh? Sound familiar? I think I heard it introduced in some magazine? Are you cosplaying Tai Chi? No matter how you think about it, it’s all a copycat version of Tai Chi, right

I was a little overjoyed.

The admiration in my heart arose spontaneously, and I wanted to fall on my knees immediately and shout, Master, teach me.

Unexpectedly, the old man put his hands behind his back and lectured me with disdain:

The old man nodded slightly with an impatient expression.

After that, he calmed down slightly and said to me with great pride in his martial arts:

"All martial arts are nothing more than finding the method of converting and generating energy that suits you. 'Four Liangs of Thousand Catties' can be used not only in Tai Chi, but also in other martial arts, but no Wudang sect will promote it! And Four Liangs of Thousand Catties is not scientific at all! The Wu-Tang Clan is just bragging! If you want to be able to use a thousand pounds of strength, you must have at least eight hundred pounds of strength! The TV series is also a nonsense! Strong men can't beat children and women at every turn, how can they really mislead people!"

"Then... old man, what is the name of our Kung Fu?"

"Oh...then I only need to learn two moves to graduate?"

Then he looked at my legs again.

"Tuition?" The old man raised his lips with disdain in his eyes, "If you could learn with money, the people in front of you would have circled Dongshan Lake three times! Let me tell you: if you love to learn, you will be defeated if you don't learn! Teaching you how to transform energy is already an exception!"

I subconsciously wanted to say, "Disciple, I remember it," but I was afraid that the old man would be angry, so I had to say, "I remember it."

"Name? Why do you need a name?"

It's true that I felt it, but it was just a little bit in the clouds and mist, and I was more confused than comprehended.

The old man put his fist under his mouth and coughed.

The old man still had one hand behind his back and only used two fingers of his left hand to greet me, which meant come again.

"Huh, noisy!" the old man scolded, then put his hands behind his back, looked at the clouds in the sky and said leisurely:

"Two moves?" the old man said scornfully, "You think so! I will only give you one move! You can only learn Huajin, I will not teach you Fajin!"

"Legs, legs too long?"

"No, it's so shabby to not have a name! If you don't tell me your name, you should tell me the name of this kung fu!"

"The Yin Yang Sanshou I'm going to teach you doesn't have as many bells and whistles as Tai Chi, nor does it have any routines. The core of it is only the secrets of transforming energy and generating energy. As for how to apply it in actual combat, you have to understand it yourself."

It doesn’t seem to fit my Spartan personality! In this way, wouldn't the fight be less exciting and lack the romance of men

"Old man, you are so awesome, I'm convinced! I really want to learn, please teach me this skill! But... I still have to go to school today, can you continue teaching tomorrow, and lend me the secret book first, so that I can Shall I study it in school?"

"Exception?"

After a pause, he waved to me with one arm, "Come on, attack me with all your strength, and I'll show you what Hua Jin is all about."

"This martial art was named 'Yin Yang Sanshou' by our ancestors..."

When Xiaoqin returned my schoolbag to me, she was very worried when she saw how distracted I was.

"Huh, noisy!" the old man scolded, then put his hands behind his back, looked at the clouds in the sky and said leisurely:

My eyes widened, "What does having long legs have to do with learning Yin Yang Sanshou?"

I subconsciously wanted to say, "Disciple, I remember it," but I was afraid that the old man would be angry, so I had to say, "I remember it."

"Don't just use 50% of your strength! Use 100%!" The old man shouted at me sternly without dodge.

"Exception?"

The old man pointed out two fingers, "One move is called Huajin, and the other is called Fajin!"

Eh? This is the first time I heard that Chinese martial arts is famous for its numerous sects and complicated moves. How come there are only two moves

"This martial art was named 'Yin Yang Sanshou' by our ancestors..."

Without exception, the old man guided me away with one hand each time, bringing me into close contact with the three nearby willow trees.

"Also, the core of martial arts training lies in 'practicing' and feeling it with the body! I just used the energy so many times, did you feel it?"

I took a deep breath, mobilized all the muscles in my body, and sprinted to the old man with a right hook. I wanted to see how the old man dealt with it.

Speaking of where he was angry, he stamped his foot, making a sound like gold and stone on the concrete floor of Hupan Road.

"No, it's so shabby to not have a name! If you don't tell me your name, you should tell me the name of this kung fu!"

Eh? Sound familiar? I think I heard it introduced in some magazine? Are you cosplaying Tai Chi? No matter how you think about it, it’s all a copycat version of Tai Chi, right

"Then... old man, what is the name of our Kung Fu?"

Unexpectedly, the old man put his hands behind his back and lectured me with disdain:

"Old man, just say it's Tai Chi..."

I was quite surprised to hear that the old man asked me to beat him.

Hearing what I said, the old man was so angry that his hair and hair stood on end.

I'm sorry, the above is completely a fantasy in my mind. In fact, my fist just brushed against the old man's kung fu shirt and was captured by a strange force.

It sounds reasonable, and Tai Chi rarely uses leg attacks.

Hearing what I said, the old man was so angry that his hair and hair stood on end.

"Isn't this bad? Although you look tough, the elderly have osteoporosis..."

Unexpectedly, the old man put his hands behind his back and lectured me with disdain:

Isn't this the same as some cheating online games where only VIP members can enjoy all the content

"Classmate Ye Lin, what's wrong with your hand?"

"Tai Chi, Tai Chi! You all know Tai Chi! What's so great about those great masters in Wudang Mountain? Isn't it just that they gave birth to Zhang Zhenren? It doesn't mean that the descendants will inherit it well!"

The old man angrily criticized the stupidity of the world and scolded more than twenty sects including the Wudang Clan.

Speaking of where he was angry, he stamped his foot, making a sound like gold and stone on the concrete floor of Hupan Road.

"So, none of my children have learned Yin-Yang Sanshou, at most they have just scratched the surface. If this continues, Yin-Yang Sanshou will disappear sooner or later. This set of boxing skills has condensed the hard work of ancestors of all generations. I can't bear to let it be lost. , it’s rare that you are a good material for learning Yin Yang Sanshou..."

When Xiaoqin returned my schoolbag to me, she was very worried when she saw how distracted I was.

"Classmate Ye Lin, what's wrong with your hand?"

"Two moves?" the old man said scornfully, "You think so! I will only give you one move! You can only learn Huajin, I will not teach you Fajin!"

Although it looks like Tai Chi, as the old man said, there are only two moves in Chinese martial arts. As long as I master the trick, no matter what its name, the most important thing is that it makes me better!

Unexpectedly, the old man put his hands behind his back and lectured me with disdain:

It makes me feel so embarrassed to say that having long legs is a tragedy in front of someone like me who worries about my short legs every day!

I'm sorry, the above is completely a fantasy in my mind. In fact, my fist just brushed against the old man's kung fu shirt and was captured by a strange force.

My eyes widened, "What does having long legs have to do with learning Yin Yang Sanshou?"

"Isn't this bad? Although you look tough, the elderly have osteoporosis..."

I subconsciously wanted to say, "Disciple, I remember it," but I was afraid that the old man would be angry, so I had to say, "I remember it."

Eh? Sound familiar? I think I heard it introduced in some magazine? Are you cosplaying Tai Chi? No matter how you think about it, it’s all a copycat version of Tai Chi, right

Eh? This is the first time I heard that Chinese martial arts is famous for its numerous sects and complicated moves. How come there are only two moves

My competitive spirit was aroused, and I was not convinced. I used all my strength and used all kinds of wild tricks I learned from the streets and TV broadcasts to charge at the old man for several rounds.

The old man angrily criticized the stupidity of the world and scolded more than twenty sects including the Wudang Clan.

The old man nodded and let me go to school.

Legs, short legs? Is it not because my bones are good for martial arts training, but because my legs are short

I'm sorry, the above is completely a fantasy in my mind. In fact, my fist just brushed against the old man's kung fu shirt and was captured by a strange force.

Eh? Sound familiar? I think I heard it introduced in some magazine? Are you cosplaying Tai Chi? No matter how you think about it, it’s all a copycat version of Tai Chi, right

The old man pointed out two fingers, "One move is called Huajin, and the other is called Fajin!"

Not only can it remove my attack, but it can also accurately make me hit the tree without breaking my front teeth on the concrete floor - the old man's energy-building skills are already superb! My three-legged cat method is no match for me!

I was quite surprised to hear that the old man asked me to beat him.

The old man nodded slightly with an impatient expression.

"Also, the core of martial arts training lies in 'practicing' and feeling it with the body! I just used the energy so many times, did you feel it?"

The old man sighed: "Yin Yang Sanshou uses the upper limbs as the main attack weapon, and is most suitable for people with long hands and short legs... My descendants all have very long legs. What a tragedy!"

Legs, short legs? Is it not because my bones are good for martial arts training, but because my legs are short

After arriving at school, whether in class or after class, I would stare at my right hand in a daze, recalling the special touch on my arm when the old man used Huajing on me.

With a "taught" expression on my face, I waited for the old man to continue.

"Then... old man, what is the name of our Kung Fu?"

It's true that I felt it, but it was just a little bit in the clouds and mist, and I was more confused than comprehended.

After arriving at school, whether in class or after class, I would stare at my right hand in a daze, recalling the special touch on my arm when the old man used Huajing on me.

"Legs, legs too long?"

It makes me feel so embarrassed to say that having long legs is a tragedy in front of someone like me who worries about my short legs every day!

With a "taught" expression on my face, I waited for the old man to continue.

After a pause, he waved to me with one arm, "Come on, attack me with all your strength, and I'll show you what Hua Jin is all about."

I subconsciously wanted to say, "Disciple, I remember it," but I was afraid that the old man would be angry, so I had to say, "I remember it."

With a "Peng" sound, I couldn't stop and hit a star on the tree trunk.

The old man angrily criticized the stupidity of the world and scolded more than twenty sects including the Wudang Clan.

There was an indescribable majesty in his voice, which was different from the mountain-like sense of oppression that Pentheus brought to me. It was a kind of mystery like a dragon's beginning but not its end, which made people elusive and awe-inspiring. I couldn't help but Stopped.

The old man looked me up and down again with a smile on his face.

I begged shamelessly, thinking that the secret book might contain the key to developing strength. If the old man was willing to lend me the secret book, wouldn't it mean that I could secretly learn it

"Isn't this bad? Although you look tough, the elderly have osteoporosis..."

After that, he calmed down slightly and said to me with great pride in his martial arts:

I subconsciously wanted to say, "Disciple, I remember it," but I was afraid that the old man would be angry, so I had to say, "I remember it."

Eh? What's going on? I haven't gotten over it yet! This is not martial arts but super power, right

Since the old man can even tell how much effort I put into it, I shouldn't pretend to be a grandson in front of real people.

"Classmate Ye Lin, what's wrong with your hand?"

Speaking of where he was angry, he stamped his foot, making a sound like gold and stone on the concrete floor of Hupan Road.

It's true that I felt it, but it was just a little bit in the clouds and mist, and I was more confused than comprehended.

"Why are there so many questions? Do you want to learn Kung Fu from me?"

"Oh...then I only need to learn two moves to graduate?"

"Hmm, the power of Yin Yang Sanshou comes from the earth. The earth is your most powerful backing. Just like what Mead said in foreign countries, it is the fulcrum of the lever..."

After that, he calmed down slightly and said to me with great pride in his martial arts:

It's true that I felt it, but it was just a little bit in the clouds and mist, and I was more confused than comprehended.

"Also, the core of martial arts training lies in 'practicing' and feeling it with the body! I just used the energy so many times, did you feel it?"

I took a deep breath, mobilized all the muscles in my body, and sprinted to the old man with a right hook. I wanted to see how the old man dealt with it.

"Two moves?" the old man said scornfully, "You think so! I will only give you one move! You can only learn Huajin, I will not teach you Fajin!"

Hearing what I said, the old man was so angry that his hair and hair stood on end.

The old man still had one hand behind his back and only used two fingers of his left hand to greet me, which meant come again.

"Why, why? Do we still need to charge tuition?"

I'm sorry, the above is completely a fantasy in my mind. In fact, my fist just brushed against the old man's kung fu shirt and was captured by a strange force.

"Huh, noisy!" the old man scolded, then put his hands behind his back, looked at the clouds in the sky and said leisurely:

"Name? Why do you need a name?"

I took a deep breath, mobilized all the muscles in my body, and sprinted to the old man with a right hook. I wanted to see how the old man dealt with it.

"The reason why I want to teach you Yin Yang Sanshou is not only because you have perseverance, but also because your legs are short and suitable for this martial arts."

Isn't this the same as some cheating online games where only VIP members can enjoy all the content

With a "taught" expression on my face, I waited for the old man to continue.

"Name? Why do you need a name?"

"Also, the core of martial arts training lies in 'practicing' and feeling it with the body! I just used the energy so many times, did you feel it?"

"Don't just use 50% of your strength! Use 100%!" The old man shouted at me sternly without dodge.

My eyes widened, "What does having long legs have to do with learning Yin Yang Sanshou?"

"It doesn't mean that people with long legs can't learn Yin Yang San Shou, but if the legs are too long, they will develop the habit of using their legs to attack since childhood. Once the body leaves the ground, the fulcrum is gone, and the biggest advantage of Yin Yang San Shou is gone. , so long legs are really not an advantage in mastering Yin Yang Sanshou."

The old man put his fist under his mouth and coughed.

Then he looked at my legs again.

Eh? This is the first time I heard that Chinese martial arts is famous for its numerous sects and complicated moves. How come there are only two moves

The old man pointed out two fingers, "One move is called Huajin, and the other is called Fajin!"

"Ouch!!" The old man screamed and was punched in the face by me. He fell into the Dongshan Lake like a kite with its string broken, causing a high splash when he fell into the water.

As soon as I started to speak, the old man looked at me reproachfully, so I had to change my words:

On the way to school, I looked at my hands that were worn out on the rough tree trunks. I felt no regrets, but my heart was filled with joy.

"Exception?"

I was a little overjoyed.

"Ouch!!" The old man screamed and was punched in the face by me. He fell into the Dongshan Lake like a kite with its string broken, causing a high splash when he fell into the water.

"No, it's so shabby to not have a name! If you don't tell me your name, you should tell me the name of this kung fu!"

"Don't just use 50% of your strength! Use 100%!" The old man shouted at me sternly without dodge.

I took a deep breath, mobilized all the muscles in my body, and sprinted to the old man with a right hook. I wanted to see how the old man dealt with it.

"No, it's so shabby to not have a name! If you don't tell me your name, you should tell me the name of this kung fu!"

Isn't this the same as some cheating online games where only VIP members can enjoy all the content

"Name? Why do you need a name?"

"Ouch!!" The old man screamed and was punched in the face by me. He fell into the Dongshan Lake like a kite with its string broken, causing a high splash when he fell into the water.

I was quite surprised to hear that the old man asked me to beat him.

"No, it's so shabby to not have a name! If you don't tell me your name, you should tell me the name of this kung fu!"

"Legs, legs too long?"

Then he looked at my legs again.

It makes me feel so embarrassed to say that having long legs is a tragedy in front of someone like me who worries about my short legs every day!

My eyes widened, "What does having long legs have to do with learning Yin Yang Sanshou?"

And after being reminded like this, I discovered that the old man really has long hands and short legs, much more exaggerated than me! It’s almost time to catch up with Liu Bei who has his hands over his knees!

The old man looked me up and down again with a smile on his face.

After a pause, he waved to me with one arm, "Come on, attack me with all your strength, and I'll show you what Hua Jin is all about."

After that, he calmed down slightly and said to me with great pride in his martial arts:

The old man still had one hand behind his back and only used two fingers of his left hand to greet me, which meant come again.

"The reason why I want to teach you Yin Yang Sanshou is not only because you have perseverance, but also because your legs are short and suitable for this martial arts."

"Classmate Ye Lin, what's wrong with your hand?"

I was a little overjoyed.

"Why are there so many questions? Do you want to learn Kung Fu from me?"

Since the old man can even tell how much effort I put into it, I shouldn't pretend to be a grandson in front of real people.

Unexpectedly, the old man put his hands behind his back and lectured me with disdain:

Legs, short legs? Is it not because my bones are good for martial arts training, but because my legs are short

As soon as I started to speak, the old man looked at me reproachfully, so I had to change my words:

"Eh? Are you going to teach me kung fu today?"

"That... master..."

"Ouch!!" The old man screamed and was punched in the face by me. He fell into the Dongshan Lake like a kite with its string broken, causing a high splash when he fell into the water.

The old man put his fist under his mouth and coughed.

After arriving at school, whether in class or after class, I would stare at my right hand in a daze, recalling the special touch on my arm when the old man used Huajing on me.

"Hmm, the power of Yin Yang Sanshou comes from the earth. The earth is your most powerful backing. Just like what Mead said in foreign countries, it is the fulcrum of the lever..."

After being hit so hard, I calmed down a little.