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Hu Yu laughed triumphantly and left, going to the field to continue practicing boxing.
Zheng Xia helplessly looked at Yang Baoshu, who had a bloody head, and shook his head: "Is this the true meaning of Spirit Monkey Fist?"
Zheng Xia helped him cover his forehead, which had a crack.
Yang Baoshu covered his nose to prevent the blood from continuing to flow, and said angrily: "I haven't practiced well, but the way is right. Didn't you see how many moves I blocked him?"
"I don't think it's of any use." Zheng Xia said, "You can't hit him at all."
"I will continue to practice, and I will definitely be able to beat him and take revenge!" Yang Baoshu said bitterly.
Zheng Xia said: "Where did you get the true meaning of Spirit Monkey Fist?"
"Taught by an expert," Yang Baoshu said.
Zheng Xia laughed.
Yang Baoshu said: "Why, you don't believe it?"
"Believe it, I believe it." Zheng Xia nodded hurriedly: "Go sit over there for a while, wash yourself, and put ointment on you, or your mother will beat you up again when I get home!"
Yang Baoshu received a lot of punches. It won't be obvious for a while, but it will become bruised and swollen after a while.
"Alas..." Yang Baoshu sighed helplessly.
He went home in the evening and the bruises were not completely gone.
Seeing his even more miserable appearance, Ms. Zhou cursed loudly: "Okay? Is this the monkey you are talking about? You are such a bastard. He was beaten into such a bear shape and you are still a monkey. I think he is. Dead monkey!”
"Mom, I didn't practice well. If I practice for a few more days, I will definitely be able to get my revenge!" Yang Baoshu said hurriedly.
"What a fart practice!"
"I played better today than before. That's why I angered Hu, so he was so cruel." Yang Baoshu said hurriedly: "There is definitely progress, and I will definitely surpass him!"
"Really?" Zhou was dubious.
"Mom. I'm going to practice at home for a few days!" Yang Baoshu said, "Practice hard in seclusion!"
"...Okay, if you still can't beat the guy named Hu after practicing for a few more days, you're not allowed to practice like this anymore!" Zhou snorted.
"Okay!" Yang Baoshu agreed hastily.
He didn't leave home for several days. I have been practicing boxing, and when I get tired, I meditate and adjust my breath to restore my strength.
Sometimes I would secretly take the stairs to look next door and see Chu Li sitting cross-legged on the stone table, motionless. I feel that he is becoming more and more mysterious. He must be an expert practicing internal skills.
It's a pity that my internal skills and mental skills are only the basic mental skills of the lowest disciples of the Feihong Gang. They have no effect in fighting, but they are good for restoring physical strength.
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Five days later, in the early morning at the Feihong Gang's martial arts training ground, Yang Baoshu and Hu Yu stood face to face, with Zheng Xia standing aside.
Yang Baoshu was tall and strong, while Hu Yu was short, thin and dark. They were half a head apart.
"Have you practiced in seclusion?" Hu Yu chuckled and said, "Okay. If you are ambitious, let's see how capable you are!"
"Hu, see if I don't beat you to death!" Yang Baoshu snorted.
He was full of confidence and felt that the Spiritual Monkey Boxing was getting better and better, with a deeper taste and stronger power.
"Look at the punch!" Hu Yu laughed strangely and rushed forward.
Yang Baoshu jumped up nimbly and dodged the black, small, and heavy fist.
"Ouch, come again!" Hu Yuguai smiled and chased after him.
Yang Baoshu walked east and west, as agile as a monkey. He dodged Hu Yu's fist and passed by more than twenty moves in the blink of an eye.
While Hu Yu was chasing him and beating him, he yelled: "Come on, Baoshu. Why don't you come over and beat me to death? Why are you running away!"
Yang Baoshu continued to dodge and swim around.
He couldn't run even if he wanted to before, but now he has made great progress. He has mastered the Spiritual Monkey Boxing and his movements are more flexible.
"Baoshu, this is not called the Spiritual Monkey Fist. It is called the Sangjia Dog Fist. Keep escaping!" Hu Yu chased and beat him while laughing strangely: "Your Sangjia Dog Fist is indeed very powerful and can be used to escape. !”
"Look for a fight!" Yang Baoshu yelled and jumped out.
"Bang!" Hu Yu was caught off guard, and his thin black face was punched.
"Yang Baoshu!" Hu Yu was furious, and his black and small fists hit him like crazy, falling like stones.
Yang Baoshu dodged a few moves, but couldn't dodge anymore, and immediately received many punches on his face and body.
Zheng Xia hurriedly grabbed Hu Yu and received two punches from Hu Yu.
Hu Yu touched his face angrily and hummed: "For Zheng Xia's sake, I'll spare your life this time!"
Yang Baoshu covered his nose and glared at him angrily: "I'll beat you to death next time!"
"You!" Hu Yu was so angry that he punched him.
Zheng Xia hurriedly stood in front of Yang Baoshu: "Hu Yu, don't go too far!"
Hu Yu glared at Yang Baoshu bitterly: "I'll deal with you next time!"
Zheng Xia put some ointment on his face and said, "Baoshu, are you really practicing the monkey boxing correctly? No!"
"Didn't you notice that I punched him?" Yang Baoshu said excitedly: "Is there any progress?... Hehe, it feels good to punch him!"
"This..." Zheng Xia thought for a while: "Hu Yu is right, your boxing technique is quite effective for escaping!"
Yang Baoshu glared at him.
He felt that Mr. Chu’s instructions were correct, and this is how Spiritual Monkey Fist should be practiced.
It’s not that I didn’t practice correctly, it’s that I didn’t practice well enough!
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In the evening, he reluctantly walked back. When he reached the street, his steps became slower and slower. Zheng Xia's ointment was good. His uncle was the incense owner of Ruijintang. He stole this ointment from his uncle.
But no matter how good the ointment is, it can't completely eliminate the bruises on the face.
After returning home, I can’t escape my mother’s beating!
His eyes lit up and he saw Chu Li, who was carrying a basket of fruits and came slowly with fluttering white robes.
"Sir!" Yang Baoshu clasped his fists hurriedly.
Chu Li glanced at him, said nothing, and continued walking slowly, as if he didn't recognize him.
Yang Baoshu was used to it and knew that he would not pay attention to him outside.
So he quickened his pace and returned home. Naturally, he was beaten, and Ms. Zhou strictly ordered him not to practice any more nonsense and to practice as before.
Yang Baoshu couldn't defeat his mother, so he could only practice honestly. The more he practiced, the more awkward he became.
But as soon as he left home and went to the Feihong Gang's martial arts training ground, he still followed his own ideas and his figure was agile.
—
The dusk was heavy and the sky was dark.
Chu Li is practicing his sword.
Yang Baoshu set up the ladder again and climbed up the wall. He held a plate of dumplings in his hand. He lifted the ladder to this side with a smile, landed lightly, sent the dumplings to the stone table, handed over the chopsticks: "Sir, have a taste." how."
Chu Li put down his sword and took the chopsticks: "Didn't your mother not cook it for me to eat?"
"Hi, my mother is a sharp-tongued person. She said that you are a grown man, so I'm afraid you don't know how to cook." Yang Baoshu said with a smile: "Sir, thank you for your advice. I am much better now."
"Yeah." Chu Li concentrated on eating dumplings.
"Sir, what kind of swordsmanship do you practice?"
"What do you think?"
"It must be very profound."
"It's just an ordinary way to maintain health."
Yang Baoshu nodded and agreed with this statement.
It's really not like a swordsmanship for killing people, but more like a way to strengthen the body. His sword is so heavy, and this training method does have a wonderful effect on strengthening the body.
Chu Li finished the dumplings slowly and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "Okay, you can practice the Monkey Fist and I'll see."
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