"What? It's just a matter of practicing the dark energy to a certain level and reaching the level of decisiveness. Back then Cheng Tinghua, Shang Yunxiang, Fu Jianqiu, Li Cunyi, Xue Dian and other boxing masters were able to do it, not the only ones in boxing. The realm of the gods. When I teach you Taijiquan, I will tell you what is the power of the gods."
Seeing Wang Chao's surprised look, Tang Zichen said, "Go, take a shower in the house, and I'll ask someone to buy some clothes for you."
Wang Chao murmured: "Then why bother my sister..."
Tang Zichen waved his hand, as if commanding: "Needless to say, just stay with me this holiday, I don't have much time to teach you."
Knowing that Tang Zichen said one thing, Wang Chao didn't delay, so he obediently went in to take a bath.
Tang Zichen's villa has a lot of space. A bathroom on the third floor is dozens of square meters larger than Wang Chao's entire house. The interior decoration is all white stone mixed with purple and gold patterns. A heated lap pool of ten square meters.
While taking a comfortable bath, Wang Chao observed the surroundings. He was so surprised by Tang Zichen's wealth that he smashed his tongue.
Although he was very curious about the identity and origin of this elder sister, Wang Chao knew that he could not ask all these questions, and it was enough to practice boxing quietly.
After taking a bath, sure enough, in the cupboard outside, a maid brought several sets of underwear and outerwear. Wang Chao looked through them and found that the styles were all very good, as if they were all famous brands.
But Wang Chao didn't know what famous brand was not, because he had never bought it. I picked up a set of white sportswear and put it on, and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, Buddhas need gold clothes, and people need clothes. I feel that my whole body is much more energetic.
Back in the hall, Tang Zichen sat quietly on the sofa. Seeing Wang Chao come down, he nodded to signal Wang Chao to sit down, and turned on the large LCD screen hanging on the wall.
The screen flashed, and an image appeared. It showed a strong, tall, muscular black man hitting sandbags.
This strong black man is a household name, even Wang Chao recognizes him. He is the "Champion of Boxing" Tyson.
The video on the screen was in black and white, obviously an old film, but it was very clear.
Tyson in the picture is very young, hammering the sandbags violently one after another, with a persistent face, sweat dripping from his dark forehead, but he doesn't care about it at all, and his sharp and persistent eyes are revealed to his heart's content.
Wang Chao looked at it for a while and found that Tyson's right arm was the most fierce. Every time he hit it, he could hit a big sandbag high up. On the naked right arm, there is also a tattoo of a person's image.
Wang Chao discovered that the image tattooed on Tyson's right arm turned out to be the founder of the Republic, the great leader Chairman Mao.
"Crack!" Tang Zichen turned off the TV and said to Wang Chao: "Practicing boxing requires not only diligence, but also indulging in it. The most important thing is to be moved. If a scholar is moved, he will be able to write moving articles and poems. The same is true for boxing. If you are moved, you can practice wonderful and moving boxing. Tyson found something that moved him from the leader's deeds, and he gained strength from being moved. This is also implied in the meaning of Xingyi. Mystery. Boxing needs to be integrated with emotions, so that it can be vivid and vivid, and can be absorbed! Otherwise, no matter how much you practice, you will not be able to reach the highest level, and at best it will be just a machine. This is a mysterious and real existence.”
Wang Chao thought silently: "Find strength from being moved..."
"You still don't understand. In the future, on the road of growth, look for the touch that belongs to you." Tang Zichen said: "Let's go to dinner, after dinner, I will pass on the secret of Baguazhang to you."
"Well, I'll call my family first and say that I've found a work-study job, and I won't be going back this winter vacation." Wang Chao suddenly thought of family matters. So I quickly called home, made up many lies, and tried my best to convince my parents. After putting down the phone, Wang Chao felt that his saliva was dry, so he quickly grabbed a large cup of tea on the table and drank it down.
Tang Zichen looked at him with a smile, and waited until Wang Chao had finished filling the tea, then he got up and went to the restaurant together. The food was already served in the restaurant, but there was no luxurious meal, just plain and delicate stir-fry, fresh soup, light and delicious. Nutritious.
Moved by Wang Chao's index finger, he slashed left and right, eating with great enjoyment, and when he finished eating, the table was already messed up.
Tang Zichen just looked at all this with a smile, and really looked at his brother lovingly like a big sister.
After taking a break after dinner, Tang Zichen took Wang Chao to a large exercise room at the back of the villa.
As soon as Wang Chao entered the exercise room, he was surprised, as if he had come to the training ground of a certain sect in ancient times.
The ground in the middle of the exercise room is made of black and white stones to form a huge Tai Chi Yin Yang fish pattern, with eight hexagrams on the outside.
In front of the exercise room, there is a half-person-high stone trough, and inside the stone trough sits a dark iron ball that is bigger than a basketball.
In addition, on both sides of the exercise room, there is a weapon rack on the left. There are four weapons such as spears, broadswords, swords, and sticks on the weapon racks. On the right is a row of large sandbags hoisted in a circular shape.
These sandbags fell so high that you may not be able to get them by jumping up, but there are several large water tanks lined up under the sandbags, and the water tanks are filled with water.
When Wang Chao saw it, he understood that when practicing, he must jump on the water tank, stand on the edge of the water tank and hit the sandbags.
"I came to the mainland to live occasionally, and the time is not long. The decoration of this training ground is very simple. I hope you can learn everything from me this time, so that one day, when I die and the inheritance is cut off, then It's such a pity." Tang Zichen seemed to be talking to himself.
Wang Chao tightly closed his mouth, and never said or asked any more questions. He just vaguely felt that his sister's identity was probably very mysterious, and the environment she was in was probably just something he had imagined. There are dangers and dangers beyond reach.
"After I finish my studies, I will definitely find a way to get in touch with your world and come to help you." Wang Chao clenched his fists secretly.
"Come on, you stand in the Taiji Eight Diagrams pattern in the center, and I will teach you how to play Bagua Palm and the steps."
As he said that, Tang Zichen held hands and patiently explained to Wang Chao the other changes in Baguazhang, the sixty-four styles of fighting evolved from the eight fists, the steps, and the strength of the hand and knife for poking, pumping, and chopping. listen.
Wang Chao had previously practiced the technique of teasing the yin palm, so he didn't have to struggle this time. With Tang Zichen's hands-on teaching, he learned it in two days.
For five days in a row, Wang Chao practiced repeatedly in this practice room, practicing boxing during the day to maintain health, and practicing fighting at night. Tang Zichen would let him rest when he was really tired, and during the rest, Tang Zichen would take out her golden needle and pierce Wang Chao's joints a few times. As a result, Wang Chao fell asleep and woke up. After that, although I only slept for two hours a day, my fatigue was completely relieved.
"It only takes a few minutes for a person to enter a deep sleep to relieve fatigue." Tang Zichen replied to Wang Chao's question.
Sure enough, five days ago, Wang Chao was still practicing in the Tai Chi pattern in the middle. Five days later, Tang Zichen asked Wang Chao to jump on the water tank and hit the sandbags with Baguazhang.
Every time Wang Chao exerted his energy, the sandbags would be hit, and then hit back. Dozens of sandbags would swing back and forth. along the water tank. This is simply too difficult.
Over the past few days, Wang Chao fell into the water tank countless times, his body was covered in bruises, and he almost broke his own bones.
But every time he wrestled, Tang Zichen would use dark energy to help him rub. After using dark energy, Wang Chao's slight swelling disappeared instantly.
After practicing for another ten days regardless of day and night, Wang Chao persisted every day, gritted his teeth, and put his life on the line, "If there was no sister Chen watching and rubbing the lumps on my body, I would have nine I fell to my death! Without the help of the master, there are nine out of ten deaths when practicing this thing, and I don’t know how Sister Chen practiced it back then.”
Walking in the upper reaches of the water tank, playing with sandbags for ten days, I don’t know how many somersaults he fell, Wang Chao was finally able to exert his strength, his figure fluttered, shifted his center of gravity, and did not get hit by the sandbags and stepped on the wrong steps Wrestled.
But Tang Zichen still had no intention of asking Wang Chao to stop. Wang Chao didn't ask too many questions, he believed that Tang Zichen had his own arrangements, and practiced for another three days, Wang Chao suddenly couldn't bear it, and asked during the break: "Sister Chen, the big iron ball in the stone trough is also for practicing exercises. Is it?"
Tang Zichen glanced at Wang Chao, "That's not an iron ball, you'll know if you touch it."
Wang Chao hurried up, hugged the black iron ball that was bigger than a basketball, and lifted it up. How could he know that no matter how much strength he exerted, it was like a dragonfly shaking a stone pillar. I can barely push the iron ball to rotate slowly in the stone trough. Unable to hold up.
Wang Zhong suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon. When the big iron ball was spinning in the stone trough, there seemed to be a silver bell vibrating in it.
"This is a ball made of lead one inch thick, and all the seals inside are mercury! It's much heavier than an iron ball, how can you hold it up?" Tang Zichen said with a smile: "Taoism melts lead and mercury into pills, and I borrowed from Taoism. Artistic conception, cast this big ball of lead and mercury to practice boxing."