"Baguazhang is ever-changing, but in practice, there are only eight postures. You can watch me practice." Tang Zichen stretched out his posture, bent his knees, and lightly spread his five fingers into palms, slowly pushing forward, squeezing, pressing, rub.
Turning the body according to the footwork of the feet, the eyes always followed the hard hand, erratic up and down, looking left and right, very flexible.
"Double-change palms, single-change palms, follow-up palms, turn-around palms, turn-back palms, yin palms, body-rubbing palms, and body-kneading palms. Eight basic punches, look at my legwork and footwork!"
Wang Chao watched intently, and saw that when Tang Zichen walked, he never lifted his legs, but walked along the ground.
"All Chinese martial arts are practiced on the legs. Look at the tumbler. The lower body is a piece of iron, which is firmly planted on the ground. The upper body flickers and flickers, and it will never fall. The same is true for boxing! I walk like this, called 'Wa "Mud step" means walking in muddy water, you have to be light, steady, careful, and hold your strength, otherwise if you get a little heavy, the muddy water will splash on your body."
Tang Zichen still practiced like he did in the park that day. After practicing eight stances, he lifted his hands between his brows and pressed them down to his abdomen, and then exhaled like an arrow.
Wang Chao followed suit slowly, and in less than two hours, he had mastered the eight basic boxing postures.
The eight frames of Baguazhang are also slow. Wang Chao rehearsed for a while, and felt that the posture was very standard, and he felt a little bit proud. Unexpectedly, Tang Zichen slapped him down: "You practice empty airs, and you will be beaten for ten thousand years. The three-body pose is useless!"
"What!!" Wang Chao was surprised.
"The airy posture is good, and the steps are right, but why don't you move your spine when you are playing airs! Neijia, Neijia, you must hold your breath and don't let it escape to be called Neijia!" Tang Zichen made another push palm She pushed her arm to the end, and when she retracted it, Wang Chao saw that the hair on her arm stood up abruptly.
"When practicing, the footwork must be correct, the eyes must be correct, and the spine must be correct. The horse stance and three-body pose you practiced have all stood in Java? You don't have any understanding at all! Come!"
Tang Zichen was very strict in teaching.
"It turned out to be like this. Integrating the posture method into the boxing method, standing posture seems to give you a formula theorem, and boxing is a problem. Using this formula to solve the problem is to integrate the posture method into the boxing technique!" Wang Chao suddenly realized.
Tang Zichen was a little surprised: "You little idiot is still a bit savvy! Now that you know it, practice these eight basic moves one by one!"
Wang Chao nodded his head, and started to practice one by one. Slowly push the palms, turn the body with footwork, and in the end, the more you practice, the more proficient you are. Every time you strike the palm, your body is hot, and when you close the palm, your spine will drop, the hairs on the whole body will explode, and goose bumps will rise.
The heat of the whole body swelled back and forth with the gesture of the palm, and Wang Chao felt that his body was like a water jar, and the air inside was swaying back and forth.
The last time Wang Chao stood in the three-body pose, he also felt the same way, but that surge of strength was only his upper torso, from his neck to his lower abdomen.
But now the hot and cold bulges filled the hands, feet, and every part of the body.
Wang Chao pushed his palms step by step, but the heat from his body could not be released. After practicing for a while, he felt that his hands, feet, and body were all swollen like pigs that had been blown. But Wang Chao knew that his hands, feet and body didn't really bulge up, it was the illusion produced by Qi stimulating the pores and nerves.
Gradually, the power to close the pores in the three-body pose was not enough. Suddenly, the Qi accumulated in his body became thicker and thicker, and the pores and Wang Chao's teeth were washed away. He couldn't help but screamed, and immediately sweated like rain Down, drenched all over.
"I can feel it, but I still can't hold the breath. The three-body pose is a slight movement of the spine, which doesn't produce much breath, and you can still hold it. Now the frame of the Baguazhang moves to every part of the body. The air is rushing out, your pores are not strong enough, and you can’t close them.”
Tang Zichen saw that Wang Chao's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "You practiced in a hurry just now, and you overdid it. If you want to be just right, when you feel that you can't hold it, stop immediately and slowly. Walk around and keep the pores closed, the qi will slowly settle into the lower abdomen, between the waist and kidneys, and some of them will rise to the temples, and this will transform your body and increase the power of your pores to shrink. Maintain your body .”
"The power of Xingyiquan is much stronger than that of Baguazhang, and it produces more qi. Now your pores are not strong enough, you can't hold them, and you have hurt your body after practicing. After more than ten days, you will have enough pore strength. I'll teach you how to use Xingyi fist strength."
Wang Chao kicked heavily, "It's just right, I overdid it just now. But I understand the reason why this boxing technique is integrated into the pile. I will pay attention to it when I practice in the future. But, Sister Chen, you just taught me how to flirt." The palm of the hand is completely different from what I taught last time. This time it is very elegant and beautiful, much more graceful than what I taught last time."
Tang Zichen said: "This time it was practice, last time it was play. Let me tell you the secrets of Baguazhang practice and play."
"Practicing the Eight Diagrams is like grinding a mill, move your five fingers apart, and slowly cultivate your Qi."
"The way of playing is completely different, three words, pumping, poking, chopping. Pumping is a slapping pumping, using a spring force to shake the crotch, pumping the genitals, and pumping the face. Poking means putting five fingers together, forming a knife in the hand, ruthlessly Harshly poke people's waist, eyes, throat, temples, ribs, wherever they are weak, greet them. Cutting is the same with hand knives, chopping people's waist and neck. Most people only see the practice method in Baguazhang, thinking that this kind of slow grinding, Where can I beat people? In fact, the grindstone is not for beating people, it is for growing physical strength, the way of fighting can only be seen when it is time to fight, but generally people who see the way of fighting die."
"The way of playing also needs to be trained, but if you don't match it with training to maintain your physical strength, your body will soon collapse. I will tell you the skills of playing in the evening and train your body's hardness in the palm of your hand."
When Tang Zichen talked about the style of play, Wang Chao was stunned when he heard it. I deeply feel the viciousness contained in the national art.
"Also, leg work is the most important thing. I will teach you the horse stance and the mud step. You need to practice for a long time. When you walk, you can scramble. When you are not moving, you can learn the artistic conception of the horse stance. When will your leg work be perfect?" At this point, it’s almost home.”
With that said, Tang Zichen asked Wang Chao to get out of the way, and he circled around the washbasin on the grass.
Wang Chao saw that every step Tang Zichen lifted up and landed on the ground, there was a sense of weight. The ground was shaken by Tang Zichen's pedaling force, and the water in the washbasin also rippled.
Tang Zichen walked faster and faster, faster and faster! In the end, it was like a flying horse watching flowers, and it was unbelievably fast. The speed of swinging between his legs made Wang Chao's eyes dazzle.
The water in the washbasin vibrated more and more, and finally, it even started to spin along with Tang Zichen's body.
A deep vortex appeared in the middle of the washbasin, as if an invisible big hand was stirring and rotating.
Chi! Finally, the water in the washbasin was swirled and splashed out. Sprinkle on the lawn.
"I... dizzy..." Wang Chao opened his mouth wide.