martial law

After all, Chen Zhen is Huo Yuanjia's direct disciple.

Although he took over the position of the owner of the pavilion, he was only the coach of these direct disciples, not to say that he let the other party change the teacher's school and worship under his own school.

Even if Huo Yuanjia agreed, he would not.

In this way, it is too disrespectful to the seniors.

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

Huo Yuanjia has been teaching for so long, picking the fruit by himself, and he can't justify it.

Of course, these disciples have to be willing if they don't see each other.

Just like Chen Zhen.

He has sharp eyes and has been paying attention to Yang Lin's side.

Seeing Yang Lin shaking his head, his eyes lit up, he squeezed away all the disciples and walked in front of him, clasped his fists and saluted and asked: "I just noticed that Master Yang shook his head, and he doesn't seem to take it seriously.

I don't know, but there is something inconspicuous about my boxing technique, please give me some pointers. "

This is really polite.

Therefore, it makes sense for Chen Zhen to be able to make such a big name later on.

It is not only a solid foundation, a hard fist, but also an open-mindedness and inclusiveness.

He is very good at learning from others and defeating others.

Yang Lin could see this, and he could feel that this progressive young man who returned from studying abroad with a strong western style on his body had the fearless fighting spirit in his eyes.

Is it because he refuses to admit that he defeated his master Huo Yuanjia, and then wants to challenge and find a place?

Since he is Huo Yuanjia's most valued apprentice, and he happened to save Yang Simei a few days ago, it is impossible for Yang Lin to be angry with him, so he can mention a few points if he can.

Therefore, he just smiled and said bluntly: "Teaching is not so much... Chen Zhen, you have already walked out of your own unique martial arts path, and your strength is very strong. Among the disciples of Jingwumen, you should be the leader.

However, attack power is attack power, and boxing is boxing.

If you combine western boxing and Siamese training methods in this way, and you practice for a long time, it is not without hidden dangers.

If you are too aggressive, you will lose your softness and health, and it is easy for people to find shortcomings and attack them.

Another one, you are still young now, so you don't feel that much.

When you get older, you will feel that there are problems everywhere in your body, whether it is joint pain or internal organ weakness, and you will still have troubles at that time. "

Yang Lin, as a boxing master, said so from a high-level view, and all the disciples suddenly realized.

"It turns out that this is the practice method that master often said to squeeze the potential of the body.

Master said, this is the practice method of the devil way, and it is not advisable. "

"That's it, then I don't practice anymore, the main purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body, and the second is to hurt the enemy.

I'd better practice the Zhuang method first, and cultivate the breath in my chest. "

At that moment, some eager disciples withdrew.

I don't want to practice with Chen Zhen anymore.

In fact, Yang Lin was several years younger than Chen Zhen, but when he said that Chen Zhen was still young, it didn't make people feel disobedient at all, but took it for granted.

Mitsuko Yamada, who was on the side, was very anxious when he heard this, and ran up in a daze, "Chen Zhen, your practice of boxing is so harmful, you should stop practicing."

On weekdays, Guangzi is most afraid of seeing Chen Zhen fight. She is the most staunch pacifist, and it is very uncomfortable to even quarrel with others.

Hearing that Chen Zhen would get sick all over his body from training, he was a little scared at this moment.

Chen Zhen has his own opinions, and he is not moved by other people's words, but just smiles: "I don't agree with Master Yang's words...

Kung fu is a killing skill, everything is about defeating the opponent, if you want to be strong enough to defeat people, of course you must find the most efficient method.My punch is the strongest, the best punch.

As for keeping in good health, what are you still practicing boxing for?It's better to lie down every day, take tonics, and be honored like a nobleman in the palace, and live a few more years. "

"it is good."

There was applause all around.

Chen Zhen's remarks actually have a market.

Among the Jingwumen disciples, there are quite a few disciples from poor families.

The tuition they paid was even financed by borrowing. Of course, they wanted to develop their own skills and lay down a future.

As for the body, wait until you are older to think about it.

Practicing is not worthwhile, earning status and money, and not even having such a great chance to live.

"Really? You really think that if you combine Western boxing and Siamese boxing into Chinese Kung Fu, and develop the ability to fight fast, you can defeat all opponents. I can't see it."

Yang Lin had a half-smile:

"I don't bully you either, just use your same strength and speed, try to hit me with your punches, and see how this set of punches is."

As he spoke, Yang Lin controlled his strength at the late stage of Anjin.

Therefore, Chen Zhen is a genius. At such a young age, he has almost equaled the level of Akutagawa Ryuichi and Funakoshi Fumio. In terms of realm, he is only half a level lower than Huo Yuanjia.

Of course, with this kind of training method, if he wants to reach the peak level of the master's miraculous internal training, which is a combination of hardness and softness, it is impossible to even think about it.

"Okay, please ask Master Yang for advice."

Chen Zhen really didn't know how to write fear words.

He had clearly heard of Yang Lin's reputation, and he also knew that the opponent beat the Japanese to shame, suppressed the British and French fighters, and made the opponent retreat.

Moreover, he also won against his master Huo Yuanjia in public.

However, he didn't have the slightest fear at all.

On the contrary, his fighting spirit was on fire.

The desire to win is very strong.

He put his fists forward and back, half-bent in front of his chest, his feet jumped left and right, his toes touched the ground, his body was ups and downs, and he couldn't see where the center of gravity was.

"excuse me."

Chen Zhen shouted loudly, and the jab of his left fist hit Yang Lin's nose like lightning...

As soon as the wind of the fist was drawn, the right fist was about to come out, and the bottom part had already accumulated strength, and kicked sideways.

call!

A strong wind rose from the ground, his feet bounced like knives, and kicked Yang Lin's abdomen first and last.

The left fist is empty, the right fist is still empty, and the side leg is solid.

The fists change, the legs are like sharp arrows and long bows...

It's true that there are weapons all over the body, and the attacks are fast and ruthless, like a gust of wind and rain.

At this moment, Chen Zizheng, Zhang Yiquan and others were all terrified and looked surprised.

Chapter 116 What to Please, What to Teach

Chen Zhen's strikes are like sharp swords, and his legs are like knives.

Everyone has seen his leg strength before.

He kicked a person with a sandbag weighing nearly [-] jin, and the whole person flew seven or eight meters away.

His legs were fast and ruthless, like a sledgehammer blowing out, and he whipped sharply and crisply with a whip.

One can imagine the result of being hit by his side leg.

All the boxers and Jingwu disciples all stared wide-eyed for a moment, for fear of missing Yang Lin's response.

It's hard to stop, how can he stop it?

In fact, Yang Lin did not block it.

He hangs his hands by his sides, and he doesn't even hide from the fist that hit the tip of his nose...

Let the strong wind blow your hair.

When Chen Zhen's heavy legs reached his chest, his left hand suddenly moved.

The action is not very fast, as if it has been waiting there for a long time.

Just a slight lift.

Hold plum blossoms in your hand.

Chen Zhen had just kicked his leg, and his whole body seemed to be flying through the clouds, as the kick soared into the sky.

The force of his own impact, coupled with the thrust of changing direction, made him unable to control his figure, and he fell backwards, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

As soon as he landed, he bounced up like a carp, his feet bouncing on the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he assumed an attacking posture again, but his expression was much more cautious.

Just now he fell down without knowing why.

It felt like Yang Lin didn't use much strength.

"What's the point of Master Yang's move? I feel that my strength is completely useless. I kicked it and I flew away."

Yeah, yeah, we didn't understand either.

All the disciples around looked eagerly.

Yang Lin smiled and said: "Chen Zhen, your leg is full of power and fierce.

However, it is wrong to blindly be fierce...

Think about it, if I followed you in and out to attack your chest and abdomen when you fell in a somersault just now, would you be able to stop it?If you don't die, you have to be seriously injured, right?

At this time, you have no spare energy to respond. "

Contribute seven points and keep three points for strength.

This is actually the essence of oriental martial arts.

It is also the difference with Western martial arts.

Foreign boxing generally pays attention to merciless strikes and moves to kill.

In this way of fighting, the ability to adapt is too weak. If you really meet a master, you don't know how to die.

Yang Lin admired Chen Zhen's agility in bouncing up as soon as he fell.

People who practice martial arts must have this kind of spirit of daring to fight despite defeat.

It is indeed not easy to maintain a strong desire to attack at any time.

Chen Zhen frowned, thought sideways, and nodded, "Indeed, I lost my balance just now because I didn't have enough strength to spare, and I didn't care about myself when I attacked.

Therefore, as long as the legwork is broken, he will be in danger. "

"Yes, come again."

Yang Lin beckoned, signaling to attack again.

This time, Chen Zhen didn't dare to attack with all his might.

He discovered that his own way of dealing with people who don't have a unique idea and whose strength and speed are not as fast as his own is a one-to-one accuracy.

It's nothing more than fighting strength and fighting reaction.

However, dealing with this Megatron Shanghai Yang Wudi seemed a bit naive.

Before thinking about victory, think about defeat first...

If you don't care about rushing and hitting, the harder you fight, the faster you lose.

With this in mind, he hopped forward in small steps, sometimes moving forward, sometimes retreating.

Sometimes the two feet cross each other, like a butterfly wearing flowers...

The upper body is flashing left and right, and from time to time, it leans down and dives.

Before the attack, the upper body and fists swing like a pendulum, making people dazzled.

It is completely unknown when he will punch and what punch he will throw.

Boom, boom, boom!