"Even now, all kinds of boxing in Chinese martial arts, no matter which school they belong to, there are traces of fighting in the battlefield in their boxing!"

"For example, Baguazhang is actually an extension of the marksmanship used by generals in the army on the battlefield, so the angle of the move is tricky and the movement is slippery!"

"Tai Chi is gradually evolved from the hands of the hammer master, so Tai Chi is powerful and fierce!"

"Even the basis of Chinese martial arts, standing on the horse post, was invented by a general with superb riding skills in ancient times!"

Huang Feihong looked at Han Dong and said:

"Even if the Tiger Crane Shuangxingquan you practice now, the prototype can be traced back to the general who wields a sword!"

Han Dong nodded silently, thinking so.

"so"

"The way of playing Chinese martial arts is very important. If you are not familiar with the style of playing, practicing it will be a waste of time. Once you are challenged by a master, you will die!"

"Practice is the foundation, and play is fundamental!"

"Therefore, the real practice of martial arts is to continuously improve in the confrontation with masters. You can't practice martial arts well if you only practice without fighting!"

"Kingshu is the technique of killing people!"

Han Dong was very shocked. It turned out that this was the true face of martial arts.

"Master, how do you practice your style of play?"

Han Dong asked.

"There is no specific training method for the style of play!"

Huang Feihong said.

Han Dong looked at Huang Feihong puzzled.

Huang Feihong explained:

"The way to practice is to practice kung fu on the upper body, and the way to fight is to use kung fu to beat people, but how to beat people should be based on the opponent's situation and adapt to the situation!"

"In the ancient battlefield, thousands of troops galloped and countless people fought together. The situation was ever-changing. How could there be any fixed way of fighting?"

Han Dong was unmoved, looking at Huang Feihong, he probably didn't finish his sentence.

"Old Huang, be honest, don't hold your breath!"

Sure enough, Huang Feihong changed his voice and said:

"Although there are no fixed rules for the specific style of play, for thousands of years, the predecessors have still summed up some rules!"

"First of all, when facing the enemy, you must learn to capture the breath and control your own breath at the same time!"

"What is aura? Our boxing practitioners are not Taoists, so this aura is not a mysterious thing, but a force. To put it simply, it is the strength of the enemy and our own strength!"

What Huang Feihong said was a bit mysterious. If it was before, Han Dong must have been confused, but combined with the fight with the Shahe Gang yesterday, and knocking down so many people with listening skills, Han Dong understood in his heart.

Huang Feihong went on to say:

"You are already familiar with Ting Jin, but Ting Jin is not only about listening to yourself, but also listening to your opponent. When you can hear the strength of your opponent's whole body, you will form an overall impression of him, and thus grasp the opponent's momentum! "

"After doing this, you will naturally know how to deal with the enemy!"

Hearing this, Han Dong suddenly realized.

Thinking back to the process of falling into the sand river to help people yesterday, isn't that the way it is?

"Not only must you listen to your opponent's strength, but more importantly, you must hide your own strength, that is, control your breath so that it does not leak out!"

"Because you can listen to the opponent's strength and look for his aura, and the opponent's will of course also look for your aura, so it is very important to hide your own aura!"

"Tingjin can be understood as capturing breath, but breath is not entirely strength. The opponent's eyes, facial expressions, and even body odor can all be regarded as breath!"

"A real master of martial arts, through rich experience in fighting, can grasp all the opponent's aura, control his own aura so that he will not be discovered, and when facing the enemy, he will be invincible!"

"How to do it, but I can't tell you as a teacher. You need to summarize it yourself and explore it in actual combat!"

Han Dong nodded half understanding.

Combined with the large amount of information he learned on the Internet in his previous life, especially after reading so many websites, Han Dong understood a little bit.

Listen to the opponent's strength, grasp the opponent's every move, control your own strength, and make the enemy unpredictable. This is the art of war!

How to control one's strength and hide one's breath?

Han Dong thought about it for a while, especially a particularly impressive national art book in his previous life, and he felt a little confused.

Probably it is to hide one's strength well, not to let the opponent see it casually, but also to control one's eyes and expression, not to let the opponent see what one is thinking.

"This is the first step. The next step involves the control of physical strength. It is especially important when fighting against masters!"

Huang Feihong said:

"When you have mastered the Shun Jin of both hands, you will understand that after Shun Jin, every attack by a master of Chinese martial arts is far more powerful than ordinary people!"

"However, every blow is also accompanied by a large loss of physical strength!"

When Huang Feihong said this, he said seriously:

"A master who has achieved success with smooth energy must move with speed, otherwise he will not be able to kill the enemy, but will exhaust himself to death. This point will be understood when you straighten out the strength of your hands!"

"Therefore, not only do martial arts masters not easily strike, but they also control their physical strength at all times. Specifically, they restrain their aura!"

"Condensing the breath means closing the whole body, especially not sweating easily. If you sweat casually, ordinary people will be fine, but practicing Chinese martial arts will consume a lot of energy!"

"When you are able to control your whole body without sweating when you are fighting your opponent, you can be regarded as a preliminary success in controlling your breath!"

Huang Feihong earnestly warned.

Han Dong listened carefully one by one, and secretly wrote it down.

Combining the medical common sense of later generations and the large amount of information he has learned, Han Dong pondered secretly.

"Sweating does consume stamina. When the weather is hot, people tend to be lazy and unwilling to move. It is because they sweat too much, which leads to insufficient physical strength!"

Having said so much, Huang Feihong obviously felt that enough was enough. He patted Han Dong on the shoulder to let him realize it, then turned and left.

Chapter 26 Society, My Brother Hong

Early the next morning, after Han Dong got up, he did morning exercises for a while, and then went to Baozhi Lin's inner room to have breakfast at around 7 o'clock.

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