Plural Apostles

"It's fine."

...is becoming more and more unreliable.

Siegfried put the notebook on the wooden floor aside, thought about it and took off his shoes, but he didn't take off his socks. Isn't it too cold to be barefoot in winter?

He scratched his head, separated his feet, sank his body, put his hands on his waist, and just strode forward. Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig run?In a sense, the name zama stance has almost become common sense in the society. Just ask a child to perform a zama stance for you, and the other party will know what to do...

There is always a sense of shame and speechlessness for such a large number of grades.

"It's just a shape."

In the plain comments, Siegfried saw Fu Huaguang stepping on the floor and walking to his side. Although he still had a calm expression, he could somehow feel a serious and serious courage... It felt more than occasionally having his own thoughts and insisting on being with himself. It's the same as Karen who got right and wrong after arguing.

"Spread your legs apart and plant them firmly on the ground."

Fu Hua raised his left foot and kicked Siegfried's ankles, widening the distance between the two feet, which made Siegfried feel a little more ashamed.

"Hands gathered around the waist must be steady, fists must be clenched, and elbows must be pulled back to drive the shoulders!"

Fu Hua pulled Siegfried's hands, adjusted their positions, and then clenched one hand into a fist, pushing forward against Siegfried's back vest, and calmly reprimanded: "Follow this force to stand up!" Lift up your chest!"

Then Fu Hua's fist slid down Siegfried's back, pressing down little by little, making Siegfried's spine straight.

Finally, Fu Hua raised his hand, pressed hard on Siegfried's shoulder, and pressed down slightly: "Keep this posture still, this is Zama step."

"So..." Siegfried felt very awkward all over his body, but he managed to stabilize his horse stance. "What's the point of this standard posture? Can it better exercise the body? Can it lay the foundation for learning martial arts?"

"neither."

Fu Hua walked across to Siegfried, whose body was trembling imperceptibly in the stride of a horse. She took a deep breath, and made two crisp sounds on the wooden floor with her bare feet. Step, then the body remained still, and at the same time answered Siegfried's question: "The meaning of the standard posture is to make you more uncomfortable."

Make me feel worse?What kind of bullshit answer are you...

Siegfried was speechless for a while, and then maintained the zama step. Fu Hua was looking at him from the opposite side, which made him feel a little subtle. Wouldn't the other party feel a little strange and ashamed doing this movement?

"Your shoulders are loose and tense."

Siegfried subconsciously straightened his back and tensed his shoulders.

"Stand straight, sink down."

"Fists clenched, body tensed."

……

Siegfried couldn't hold it anymore, his body was sweating involuntarily, and at the same time, his feet gradually became heavy and stiff as if they were being slowly filled with lead. There were bursts of soreness and stiffness coming from his whole body, and his body was uncontrollable. The ground trembled slightly, and the inexplicable fatigue and discomfort made his breathing disordered and rapid.

My body is so heavy, so sore, so tired, so heavy...why did I somehow come to this place early in the morning to suffer?

Fu Hua's calm reminders were still coming, but Siegfried felt that he could no longer control his body to make standard zama stances, and he didn't want to suppress the protests from his body anymore—this was simply pointless. Reasonable, why do you come here to suffer?Learn martial arts?What's the point of learning martial arts by yourself?The other party's words are also very mysterious. Didn't he answer the question he just asked directly?

The movement started to lose its shape slightly, Fu Hua watched Siegfried's movement calmly, his knees began to stand up unconsciously, his waist slightly bent, and his height gradually became higher, his whole body was trembling slightly, it was no longer a tight fit. The horse steps.

Then, Siegfried sat down on the floor, panting heavily, and looked at the motionless Fu Hua with a wry smile: "You are really amazing, you can stand for such a long time..."

"My physical fitness is not so different from yours. The only thing I have more is the experience of zama step, but experience is not much use in zama step, because fundamentally speaking, zama step It’s not about competing with anyone who has done it longer or who has done it more standardly.”

Fu Hua remained motionless, looking calmly at Siegfried who was sitting on the ground: "The reason why the Zamabu posture is standard is to make people feel more uncomfortable, and to make people support for a shorter time. I did it for a short time, the reason is very simple...you failed to persist to the limit of your body, and did not adapt to this discomfort."

"What am I doing to get used to the uncomfortable feeling? I'm not trembling." Siegfried put on his shoes and took a few breaths. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, picked up the laptop next to him, and then turned to look at Fu Hua , "I don't want to learn martial arts with you anymore, I'm so tired."

After finishing speaking, Siegfried smacked his lips: "Well, I will pay the tuition..."

"If you want to learn, you can come anytime. You didn't learn anything today."

Fu Hua interrupted Siegfried calmly.

"Okay." Siegfried shrugged, took out his phone to check the time, and then looked at the still dark sky outside, and simply sat down next to him cross-legged, playing with the phone and chatting with the authors while looking at the time Fu Hua's movements, while reaching out to rub his sore thighs, to move the muscles that were panting softly, "Is it okay for me to stay here for a while?"

"random."

Siegfried sat cross-legged on the ground to rest, while answering the authors' questions, chatting with Shui Qun by the way, while paying attention to Fu Hua's situation.

There was no extra words between the two, each doing its own thing.

Ten minutes later, Siegfried noticed that Fu Hua's forehead was sweating slightly, but he was still motionless and breathing steadily.

Twenty minutes later, Siegfried saw Fu Hua's calf trembling slightly.

Three or ten minutes later, Fu Hua's breathing rhythm obviously became a little rapid, his whole body was trembling slightly, and the sweat on his forehead had already dripped down his cheeks onto the floor, forming a small water stain.

Then, Fu Hua took a slow and heavy breath, straightened his legs, stood up steadily, and then let out a breath.

Siegfried smacked his lips for half an hour... Although he is a weirdo, he is also a weirdo with a level, but he may have a problem with his brain.

But a little bit beyond Siegfried's expectation, Fu Hua just didn't continue to stride, she pressed her legs, raised her feet, and did a dozen push-ups and sit-ups...

"What are you doing? Why don't you continue to zama step?"

"The effect is not great anymore. If you continue to stab your body, it will make your body stiff and hurt. It's just not worth the loss. At this time, you need to change a way to move your whole body." Fu Hua knelt on the ground, leaned back, and stretched vigorously While leaning on his waist, he calmly answered Siegfried's question, "Do you want to continue studying?"

"Forget it...a way to move? A way to make yourself feel more uncomfortable?"

Siegfried laughed and joked.

"That's right, it's a way to make yourself feel more uncomfortable."

Fu Hua straightened up and stood up. She jumped up slightly on the spot twice, and stepped on the wooden board with her bare feet. Then she took off her white coat, revealing her black single clothes, and started running around the martial arts hall. , the running figure and the slightly fluttering hair made Siegfried feel familiar.