Traveling across the heavens begins with Marvel

In the past, Cheng Li mostly learned boxing based on what the old man taught him. He rarely took the initiative and naturally knew little about boxing. Now that the old man and Zhang Wei explained the realm of boxing in an easy-to-understand way, Cheng Li immediately became very interested in boxing. interest of.

"Uncle Master, what is the state of using energy to hold pills?" Cheng Li thought Zhang Wei would demonstrate the power of holding pills for him on the spot, but unfortunately he was disappointed.

"I have been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years, and I broke through the dark power not long ago. I haven't even mastered the transformation power yet, so naturally I don't know how to hold pills." Zhang Wei explained and then looked at the old man and said:

"Master is the only master of pill holding that I have ever seen."

Zhang Wei was deliberately exaggerating the old man's ability. How could Cheng Li not hear it?

"Grandpa, you are so powerful, aren't you the best in the world?" Cheng Li immediately greeted the old man.

"Haha" the old man smiled, shook his head and said: "The best master in the world would not dare to say that. Back then, Mr. Sun's Tai Chi was invincible, and he did not dare to say that he was the best master in the world."

Cheng Li knew that the Master Sun his grandfather spoke of was Sun Lutang, a master of martial arts during the Republic of China.

At that time, Sun Lutang was known as the Tiger-headed Shaobao, and he could master almost all over the world. Under the call of the Republic of China government, he established the Central Chinese Martial Arts Academy to bring together the world's martial arts masters and combine martial arts from all sects in one place, in response to the founding father's call to "strengthen the country." "seed" policy and establish a generation of national martial arts system.

That era could be described as a prosperous age of martial arts, and it was also the last afterglow of martial arts. Later, Western guns and artillery became the main theme of the battlefield, and martial arts entered the era of lawlessness and became a tool for ruthless street fighting. This is the tragedy of martial arts.

"Back then, old man, I was lucky enough to enter the Central Chinese Martial Arts Academy. Under Master Sun's guidance, I combined hundreds of martial arts to create the Wing Chun White Crane Fist. In later years, I understood the mystery of energy transformation and successfully held elixirs. But even so, I dare not say that I am as good as Master Sun. , even more worried about being number one in the world."

Grandpa Cheng Li was born in the late Qing Dynasty and experienced the most turbulent half century in China. His boxing skills were also perfected in the ups and downs of his life, and he reached the highest level of boxing skills in his later years.

"It's a pity that grandpa is old." The old man said with a wry smile: "Even if you succeed in holding the elixir, you can't resist the baptism of time. Your physical strength has declined so much that you can only have the power of one blow, and after one blow there is no more strength left."

After all, the old man is already over ninety years old. Generally, it is difficult for elderly people in their nineties to walk, let alone boxing. The fact that the old man can still retain the power of a single blow shows that he has taken good care of himself.

"Grandpa, what is the state of holding pills?" Cheng Li couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

"The hidden strength of the boxing technique is perfected. After it reaches the whole body, it reaches the state where a feather cannot fall in boxing. After that, the energy and blood of the whole body are condensed into the Dantian to practice the state of the living dead." The old man explained to Cheng Li:

"The so-called Bao Dan is to concentrate one's energy and concentration on one point to explode, exerting superhuman strength. In ancient times, those who could hold iron into clay and throw elephants were mostly masters of Bao Dan. When they reach this level, ordinary firearms are no longer available. It's useless, unless a large number of troops are deployed to surround it and shoot with machine guns, the master of holding pills can come and go as freely as the knights of ancient times."

"It's so powerful. Is holding the pill the highest level of boxing?" Cheng Li exclaimed.

"No, the highest state of boxing is indestructibility. That is a state that neither your grandfather nor I can reach. Mr. Sun may reach it in his later years, but unfortunately no one knows."

"If King Kong is indestructible, he is no longer a god," Cheng Li said with narrowed eyes.

"The so-called indestructibility of the Vajra does not mean that the golden body is indestructible, but that the body has absolute control. Any hidden injuries can be repaired in a targeted manner, reaching the true physical peak of the human body. However, in ancient times, this state was rare for thousands of years. Legend has it that Shaolin Bodhidharma, Wudang Zhang Sanfeng is the indestructible master, and he can create the thousand-year foundation of Shaolin and Wudang."

"Grandpa, I started practicing boxing when I was nine years old. I have been in the eighty-year-old state since then, and I have only reached the realm of holding pills. I hope you can do what I can't do in my life." The old man suddenly looked at me with expectant eyes. Cheng Li made him feel on pins and needles.

"Can I do it?" It's not surprising that Cheng Li doubted himself. In terms of boxing, he was like a beginner. It was strange that he was confident.

"Xiao Li, don't underestimate yourself. The master has taught you excellent boxing principles since you were a child, and he has spent a lot of money to soak you in medicinal wine and lay the foundation for boxing practice. As long as you are determined and don't give up halfway, you will definitely go further. "Zhang Wei said with emotion.

"You were ignorant before and joined the underworld before your boxing skills were accomplished. You used your boxing skills to fight bravely and wasted a lot of time. Now you have to turn back as a prodigal son to live up to your master's expectations of you." Zhang Wei patted Cheng Li on the shoulder. road.

It turns out that the reason why the old man was so angry when Cheng Li joined the underworld was not because he didn't learn well, but because he wasted his time and energy on fighting for supremacy in the underworld, wasting the foundation of boxing skills he had built over the years.

After Cheng Li knew the old man's painstaking efforts, his legs softened and he immediately knelt in front of his grandfather and said: "Grandpa, from now on I will inherit your boxing will, concentrate on practicing boxing, and no longer interfere with the underworld."

The old man helped Cheng Li up with satisfaction and said with a smile: "I don't care which path you want to take in the future, whether you are a white man or a gangster, I only want you to understand that boxing is not a tool for you to win, it is a broad and profound knowledge. , is a kind of avenue that you have to pursue throughout your life.”

Cheng Li's heart felt heavy. He knew that as long as he agreed to the old man today, he would devote the rest of his life to boxing.

For no apparent reason, Cheng Li thought of Asgard and those aloof gods. He secretly clenched his fists and revealed a firmness in his eyes.

"Grandpa, I will definitely live up to your high expectations."

Hearing Cheng Li's firm words, the old man laughed sincerely, and Zhang Wei was also sincerely happy that the old man and his grandson had settled their differences.

At this moment, Inspector Huang Zhicheng, the o reporter, entered the detention center.

"Cheng Li, Zhang Wei, Cheng Haoran, you can leave."

Cheng Li was slightly startled. He didn't expect Huang Zhicheng to let him go so easily.

"Cheng Li, don't think that you are lawless because someone above you is protecting you. Let me tell you, as long as I, Huang Zhicheng, are here, you must not catch any criminal evidence for me, otherwise I will stare at you to death." Huang Zhicheng opened the door of the detention center with reluctance. , saying something that Cheng Li didn't understand.

"How is that Jingkun?" Cheng Li helped the old man out of the cell and asked Huang Zhicheng casually.

"Jiangkun personally admitted that he had hidden offensive weapons, but he did not hurt anyone. He should stay inside for a year and then come out." Huang Zhicheng glanced at the old man with doubts in his heart.

According to the confessions of Liangkun and his men, Huang Zhicheng knew that the old man broke Liangkun's pistol. According to records, the old man was over ninety years old. Even if Liangkun said that Cheng Li did it, Huang Zhicheng believed it. Is it possible for the old man?

No matter what, Cheng Li and the others finally walked out of the Hong Kong Island Police Station. Before leaving, Huang Zhicheng said to Cheng Li again: "It's going to be 1997 soon. You Hongxings had better be honest, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you." you."