Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 11 The inheritance is lacking, such a unique skill

"Too stingy and shameless. Didn't you just attack the bottom set during the competition? As for being so targeted?"

It wasn't until the two of them sat together during lunch that Tang Lin'er vomited out the grievances she had endured all morning.

He took a few mouthfuls of wheat rice and said again:
"Brother Zhou, you said that in a real life-and-death fight, I would use all possible means. My sword skills should be fine, right?"

"It's no problem, but, when I saw Big Mouth helping you push the palace to stop bleeding, why were you always staring at his butt?"

Zhou Ping'an felt like laughing when he thought of the previous scene, and almost couldn't bear to spit out all the steamed bun crumbs in his mouth.

Precisely because Tang Lin'er's eyes were extremely dishonest, when Wei Dazui taught the eight movements of Rou Shui, everyone else had given accurate instructions, but Tang Lin'er only pressed two acupuncture points and never went to him again.

Even if Tang Lin'er shamelessly came forward to ask for advice, she was scolded and left.

Wei Dazui said this: "Practice by yourself, others can do it, but if you don't know it, if you don't think about your own problems, you are too stupid."

These words were a bit hurtful, but the situation was stronger than others, he couldn't beat him again and again, and his status seemed to be lower than others. Tang Lin'er could only lower his head and swallow his anger.

no way.

"Ugh……"

Talking about looking at other people's butts.

Tang Lin'er couldn't even eat well anymore.

Let out a long sigh.

"Brother Zhou doesn't know something. When I was young, I was weak and sick, and I was often bullied.

But I just can't bear to be angry. After suffering a loss, I will always think about it day and night, wanting to take revenge. "

“So, over the years, I developed a habit…

As long as I see a powerful opponent, my whole body will feel uncomfortable. I will imagine in my mind at any time, how to attack the opponent to turn defeat into victory and defeat the opponent? "

Understood.

This is the aftermath of traumatic stress.

Modern medicine has such a saying.

Able to practice such dirty tricks as attacking people's buttocks and hitting people's private parts.

One can imagine what kind of life Tang Lin'er lived when she was a child.

If you haven't been beaten more than ten times, or if you haven't endured the deep despair of being inferior to others, you probably won't have this realization.

You know, what the knowledgeable Goatee who was watching outside that day said, this guy seems to be very clever, but his moves are completely disorganized and he is a wild man.

In other words, he did not have a master to teach him, and he learned this "Rolling Ground Stabbing Yin Knife Technique" all by himself.

Tang Lin'er was a little frustrated, "I couldn't help it, couldn't I? The posture he posed at that time was so good..."

have a future.

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

This guy is always thinking about how to attack, and one day he will master the powerful butt-piercing technique.

"Not to mention this, when Wei Dazui helped you press your acupuncture points, what did you feel at that time?"

Zhou Ping'an demonstrated all the first four postures of Roushui's Eight Postures, knife-throwing posture, falling knife-falling posture, knife-grabbing posture, and falling-knife posture.

He was also sure that with his body control ability, all movements were done very standard, exactly like Wei Dazui's demonstration.

However, as soon as these postures were put into place, my waist muscles cramped, or my calves and back became numb, as if there were countless ants crawling around my body.

It's sore, swollen, numb and itchy.

It's obviously illegal to stand upright...

"It felt amazing, after Wei Dazui pressed my shoulder a few times.

My whole body seemed to be shaking, and I felt a wave of heat, which broke through my waist and reached my left leg...

The knife-thumping movement felt immediately comfortable. "

"I suspect that Wei Dazui's muscles and bones are almost mature and he has developed his strength... so he can help people circulate blood and ventilate."

I thought that Zhou Ping'an was even worse than himself. From beginning to end, Wei Dazui had never taught him anything, and he hadn't even mastered a single stance.

For some reason, Tang Lin'er felt more comfortable as she talked.

The smile returned to his face.

"That's it." Zhou Ping'an thought thoughtfully.

I remembered the time when I was fifteen years old, when I was learning boxing at Longhu Martial Arts School.

He specializes in routine training, and he doesn't practice pile techniques at all. He still works hard on the three-body posture.

It looks like a very simple basic stance, but it pays attention to one top, two buckles, three circles, four agility, five hugs, six hangings, seven bends and eight straights.

At the same time, there is also an extremely mysterious energy that sinks into the Dantian, with no intention or force.

When he first started practicing, Zhou Pingan always felt soreness in his back and legs, and his arms were sore and weak. He couldn't stand for a few minutes before feeling uncomfortable all over his body.

"How did you practice it later?"

It's ground out.

He was born with longevity and practice makes perfect. Suddenly one day, he slowly began to stand comfortably.

From ten minutes, to half an hour, to one hour, and finally, I didn’t feel tired at all after standing for a long time.

In comparison, Master Dong is actually not very good at teaching.

'Since the Soft Water Eight Posture Method can strengthen muscles, bones, and increase strength, you shouldn't let it go.

The old method is to grind slowly, do simpler movements first, and gradually increase the difficulty. '

Thinking of this.

Zhou Ping'an was no longer interested in talking nonsense with Tang Lin'er.

After returning to my residence in Dongkuaoyuan, after finishing my meal, I opened my stance, slowly broke down the movements, and started testing them one by one.

What's the difficulty?

Why do muscles and bones become extremely uncomfortable when doing this pose?
What caused it?
Would a slight change in posture work?
The T-shaped room in the east cross courtyard is next to the medicine garden in the corner. The old man with a white beard is slowly cultivating the soil and watering it. Zhou Pingan is gesturing with his body, and everything is quiet.

"You practiced wrong, your movements are so ugly."

The afternoon sun shone in the corner of the room, and a little head wearing a tiger hat poked out, with a pair of big black eyes gleaming, very curious.

It seemed that Zhou Ping'an didn't understand why Zhou Ping'an was so painful that his teeth were bared and his mouth was cracked.

"Is it ugly? A little bit."

Thinking of the "Falling Knife Style" that he had just practiced, which looked like a yellow dog peeing, Zhou Ping'an felt embarrassed for no reason.

This kid tells the truth.

"Big brother who knows how to kick the nose, can you show me the moves you did that day?"

The little guy's eyes lit up.

She still remembered that at that time, the big brother was lying in the air, twisting his waist and kicking straight over his head.

He kicked Wei Dazui on the nose, and then, using the force of the counter-shock, Gululu somersaulted and landed on the ground. He held up his hands and said "acceptance", how beautiful it looked.

Can it not look good?
An existence that can win the first prize in the Donglin Provincial Youth Martial Arts Demonstration Competition.

The one with long legs is crossed, and the movements are chic and handsome.

Even a young girl and a young daughter-in-law who don’t know any martial arts can make their eyes gleam.

Bouncing on the spot, tumbling three and a half times in the air, and not moving at all when landing, these are all basic exercises.

"You want to see that, okay, but you can't call me the big brother who can kick your nose anymore. My name is Zhou Pingan. What's your name?"

"Mom said, you can't say a girl's name casually. However, brother Ping'an, if you treat me to some sweets, I will tell you quietly that my name is Xiaojiu. Don't tell others."

"what……"

Seeing the tangled look on the seven or eight-year-old girl's face, Zhou Ping'an was immediately amused.

"Okay, don't tell anyone."

My sister Zhou Lan was also very playful when she was a child. She was extremely childish and often made some jokes.

As he grew up, he became well-behaved and calm.

Maybe, that's growth.

Thinking of some past events, Zhou Pingan looked at the little girl in front of him who didn't even have a playmate, and his heart moved slightly.

"Okay, let me practice a unique skill for you and make sure it looks good."

(End of this chapter)