Dream Journey from Shaolin

Chapter 14
One month later,
Shaolin monks practice martial arts field,

Jiang Ming finished a set of Arhat boxing skillfully, and cast a questioning look at Tanzong,
"That's right, in just two months, it's very rare for you to be able to practice this set of Arhat Fist to this level!"

Tan Zong nodded, and gave Jiang Ming a rare compliment,
Arhat boxing is the basic boxing technique for beginners in Shaolin Temple. Although the moves are not so exquisite, it is very difficult for beginners to reach Jiang Ming's current level without two or three years of kung fu.
"But Master, I have practiced Arhat Boxing so far, but I still haven't realized what you said about moving with energy and combining strength and softness?"

Jiang Ming didn't feel very happy about Tanzong's praise, because he knew that he could practice Arhat boxing to this level, not because he was really talented in martial arts, it was rare in a century or a thousand years A genius, but because of the result of his hard work every night,

But in the past few days, no matter how hard he practiced, he didn't seem to have the feeling of improvement in boxing before, as if he had reached a bottleneck, and he didn't realize the feeling of combining hardness and softness that Tanzong said, so, He was a little anxious,

However, Jiang Ming's words did not surprise Tan Zong. He looked at Jiang Ming and said with a faint smile:

"According to your current situation, it is impossible to break through strength and enter energy!"

"Why, is my training time too short?"

Jiang Ming frowned and asked,
Tan Zong waved his hand,

"The time is too short, it's just one aspect, but not the most important!"

"What's the most important thing?"

Jiang Ming couldn't help but stepped forward and asked,
"You started practicing Arhat boxing, so far, have you ever practiced it against others?"

Tanzong did not answer, but asked another question,
Jiang Ming was startled for a moment, then slowly said:

"The martial arts brothers are all superb. I have only learned it for a few months. How dare I practice against my brothers? Wouldn't that be self-defeating?"

Although he had killed a big black tiger alone and three ancient soldiers before, he felt that it was more luck than strength.
The monks in Shaolin Temple all have unique skills and have practiced martial arts for many years. How could he, a beginner, be able to compare?
Tanzong nodded,

"Of course it is a good thing to have self-knowledge, but you have to know that Kung Fu cannot be mastered just by practicing. If you continue to practice like you, you want to break through Qi and make your moves reach the level of hardness and softness. 20 years of hard work is impossible!"

"Year 20?"

Jiang Ming's face turned green in an instant, 20 years is too long, he only has two and a half years left at most, and he doesn't want to just learn Arhat boxing,

"No, the brothers are all masters of qi, have they practiced for so long?"

Jiang Ming immediately realized that most of those monks were only in their 20s, so they couldn't start practicing from the womb!

"Hahaha!"

Tan Zong let out a loud laugh, and stopped making rounds, explaining:

"Of course not. What I said just now is that I have been practicing hard by myself like you, so it takes so much time.

If you have the opportunity to practice more, or compete with masters, then this time will be greatly shortened. Kung Fu was originally created for fighting with people. If you don't practice much, how can you make rapid progress! "

Tan Zong's words made Jiang Mingmao suddenly enlightened. When he used to watch TV and movies, he would always see a certain person's martial arts mastered after many years of retreat, making him subconsciously feel that he should at least practice Only when he has reached a similar level is he qualified to compete with others. After all, he does not know any other moves except Arhat Boxing. He has not had time to fulfill the various unique skills owed by his seniors.
"Okay, starting today, I will set aside an hour every day to practice Arhat boxing with you, so that you can understand it better, and also exercise your actual combat ability by the way. Don't practice an embroidered pillow by then, but just Oh no!"

Tan Zong beckoned to Jiang Ming, and made an Arhat Fist gesture,
"Yes, Master!"

Jiang Ming clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Tanzong,

Then, a little nervous, he also made the starting gesture of the Arhat Fist,
"Juexin, be careful!"

Tan Zong's right leg was vigorous, and he kicked fiercely on the ground, and the person had already shot towards Juexin like a sharp arrow, and the strike was an extremely fierce move in Arhat Boxing, "Arhat Chong Fist"!
Jiang Ming didn't dare to be careless, he hurriedly fought on horseback, and in the middle of the way, blocked Tan Zong's fierce punch,

However, just as he was about to counterattack after the horse stance fight, he suddenly noticed something was wrong,

Compared with the momentum of Tan Zong's punch just now, it seems that when he blocked the fist, he didn't feel too much force coming from the fist.
Sure enough, before he could fully react, he felt that his chin was hit hard, and then his feet were off the ground, and he was knocked down to the ground with a "slap".
It turned out that when Tan Zong's fist was supported by Jiang Ming's arms, he didn't stop at all, but directly turned his fist into a palm, and threw his palm at Jiang Ming's chin, sending it flying.
"Remember, unless it is absolutely necessary, give seven points of strength and receive three points, otherwise your body will not be able to keep up with your reaction! There is no time to change your moves!"

Tanzong pulled up Jiang Ming who was on the ground, and explained carefully,
Jiang Ming rubbed his chin in a daze, apparently he didn't quite understand what was going on, but his body was different from ordinary people, and Tanzong took a little effort in the end, but he didn't suffer any harm.
"Master, come again!"

Jiang Ming adjusted his starting gesture again, and said to Tanzong,

"Okay, pay attention!"

After three moves, Jiang Ming was knocked to the ground by Tan Zong's leg sweep.
"Take care of both up and down, don't just stare at my punches, but also pay attention to my feet!"

"Yes, Master, come again!"

After five moves, Tan Zong predicted in advance that Jiang Ming was going to perform a "Boy Picking Green Onions", and used a knee-hugging punch to bring Jiang Ming down again.
"Don't be so rigid in your moves, be flexible, and change your moves quickly when you see something wrong"

"Yes, Master!"

Half an hour later, Jiang Ming fought with Tan Zong for more than a dozen moves before being spotted by Tan Zong and fell to the ground again.

When he got up again and was about to continue, Tan Zong stopped him with a wave of his hand,

"Come here today!"

"Master, what's the matter, it's not an hour yet!"

Jiang Ming patted the dust on his body, wondering,

Tan Zong coughed twice with an unnatural expression on his face, and taught:
"I have to eat one bite at a time. What's the rush? Let's practice until today, digest and digest well, and then practice. I'm afraid you won't be able to remember so much!"

"Yes, Master!"

Jiang Ming thought about it, and felt that it made sense. He has indeed benefited a lot today, although he didn't practice for an hour.

(End of this chapter)