Chapter 49: Pushing Hand Wenbi: Practice with one mind

The moment the basketball exploded, Su Jie was shocked. Fortunately, he hit and recovered quickly, otherwise his hand would still be on the basketball and would definitely be injured by the bomb.

"That's it. The moment you turn your hand back, you should pick up something from a boiling oil pan and stop it as soon as you touch it. All martial arts, especially boxing, are important to turn your hand back quickly."

He made a basketball splash, and he seemed to deepen his "hoeing" trick.

These days, he has watched videos, went to the website, and learned a lot of martial arts and moves, but he was finally used to use them, and his original mother's "hoeing" was the first one.

The change in this hand seems to never end.

Every time he made progress, Su Jie felt that the ancients were really wise. No wonder he used the "hoeing" move as a mother fist and could be used in it for a lifetime.

"How much impact does it take to blow a basketball? Foreigners have tested it, but I don't remember the data, it's hard to remember it. But my blow is a chop, not a straight punch. If I use a straight punch, I'm afraid it will have more force." Su Jie stopped and felt the move just now.

Just now, "Hiting the head" was unintentionally, which is exactly in line with the artistic conception of "unintentionally is true intention" in boxing.

If someone throws another basketball over now, Su Jie will definitely not be able to beat him up.

"If I could normalize this state of true intention inadvertently, then my kung fu would be even better. Although I still couldn't be Feng Hengyi's opponent, I wouldn't lose so quickly." Su Jie packed the insulated box and did not leave here.

Because he watched a few people running over from a distance.

It was the instructor of military training and several college students who came to pick up basketball.

If they beat their basketball, they should be compensated.

"This classmate, this basketball..." The first person who ran over was a military training instructor. He looked at the exploded basketball in confusion.

"Sorry, I'll pay it, it exploded for no reason." Su Jie quickly apologized, "I'll buy one now."

"No." The instructor waved his hand: "You go and get another basketball to continue playing. I'll talk to this classmate."

Several college students who rushed over also dispersed.

"Student, your punch was so beautiful just now. If I was not wrong, it was Xingyiquan's chopping fist, which could blow the basketball. This chopping force was simply superb. Can I practice it for me?" The instructor seemed to understand martial arts. He had seen it just now. The basketball flew back to the back of Su Jie's head. Su Jie turned his head and slashed the basketball exploded.

This kind of action is definitely not explained by coincidence.

"I have practiced martial arts, but this move is not a chopping fist, it is called a hoe head." Su Jie did not hide it either. It was seen that this instructor was also a martial arts practitioner. It was actually a good thing to have someone to communicate more.

Martial arts itself are communicated. If you practice hard in the deep mountains and forests for ten years, it is better for many people to study how many months of kicking, beating, falling and taking.

"Hoing the head?" The instructor was stunned and then said, "You learned Shaolin's intentions. I said that the movements are ancient and simple, and the skill is as clumsy as it is. This is a simple hand, but it is not easy to practice well. How old are you?"

"Sixteen years old, senior year, no, school will be the third year of high school tomorrow." Su Jie said with a smile. He respected the soldiers very much, and realized the charm of standing in the soldiers who were guarding the national flag just now.

"How long have you been practicing martial arts?" the instructor didn't believe it and asked again.

"Minglun Martial Arts School, two months old, the coach is Gu Yang." Su Jie did not say Odeli.

"Impossible." The instructor was a little unhappy and thought Su Jie was lying. He stretched out a hand, "Let's try it."

This posture is not a fighting posture, but a movement similar to that of a Tai Chi pusher.

Su Jie didn't know the meaning before. On TV, he often thought that this was not practical at all, and who would push it around in real combat. Later, he browsed various martial arts history and old boxing scores, and added his experiences and knew that this was a kind of "literary comparison". The two of them worked together to see who had a deep skill on both sides, so that they would not hurt others, and they seemed elegant and very safe.

This was very popular during the Republic of China because martial arts was about to enter the upper class. It was simply undesirable to fight bravely and fight to the death. No matter which era the dignitaries of the officials thought it was vulgar and was a common man’s behavior.

On the contrary, the two people push back and forth without losing their elegance, compete with each other, and speak Zen and philosophical words, which is loved by the upper class and is conducive to the promotion and dissemination of martial arts.

Su Jie also reached out and tied with the instructor.

Just as he was working, his skin was in contact, and the instructor suddenly pushed forward and wanted to push him away. This force was quick, as if he had pulled him up, leaving no foundation under his feet.

Su Jie sank, and he seemed to be under a heavy burden on his body, and it was impossible for someone to pull him up. He used the skill of "carrying the burden".

But at this time, the instructor pulled his arm with the flow and his strength was towards the side, and he wanted to pull Su Jie out. This was very clever and natural, and he was able to hold Su Jie out.

Su Jie didn't think about it in his mind. No matter how the opponent's strength changed, he just picked his arms and body upwards and then slashed them down.

It's still a "hoe head".

Tag!

The instructor seemed to be a rabbit caught by an eagle, or an antelope hit by a tiger. He was pressed to the ground and could not move at all.

Su Jie immediately let him go and helped him up: "Sorry, sorry. I didn't practice well and didn't stop it."

"You are still called not practicing well, and no one in the world will practice well." After the instructor got up, he patted the dust on his body: "The eagle caught four pairs of yellow sand. When you caught it, it almost made me blood stain yellow sand. Do you have any other skills?"

"Learn some moves from other schools, but mainly practice this move 'hoe'. I think this move is enough. It will be worth it for a lifetime." Su Jie spoke very seriously, giving people a very down-to-earth taste.

"Practice one thing wholeheartedly, it's really amazing." The instructor sighed: "Have you really practiced this kung fu in two months? I can tell you that this kung fu may not be able to be practiced even in ten years. I know that Minglun Martial Arts School is the number one martial arts school in the country, with many masters in it. Many of the grappling and fighting coaches in our army were also invited from Minglun Martial Arts School, but it is impossible to be so magical."

"Practice it with one mind." Su Jie chewed this sentence and seemed to think of something again, especially the four words "One mind" that made him feel deeply.

"Okay, my name is Yu Jiang. I have learned martial arts since I was a child. I have passed on Tai Chi Mantis from my family. I have more time to contact and communicate more." The instructor said: "You can add a contact information."

"Okay." Su Jie quickly said his name, exchanged contact information, and pointed to the basketball: "I'll buy one and send it to you."

"Forget it, it's our fault that basketball hits you. I still have to take the students now and have time to come out to chat." Instructor Yu Jiang patted Su Jie on the shoulder and ran quickly to the basketball court.

Su Jie also quickly left the university.

Looking at his back as he was leaving, Instructor Yu Jiang stopped and looked away: "Incredible, incredible, two months, sixteen years old, how could he have such skills? Today I pushed it, not actual combat. If I were to fight, I didn't know what would happen?"

"Pushing hands is interesting. It's safe to compete like this. You can really try out who's skill. Although it's just these few times, I learned a lot." Su Jie walked on the road and took the subway to get home.

When he returned home, his sister Su Muchen had already woken up and went to work, while his father Su Shilin did not go home, and Su Jie was left alone in the house.

He heated up the food left by his father and ate it all clean. The taste was very good. Although his skills were not as good as the Nie family's private dishes, they were at least as good as the chefs of a five-star hotel.

Su Jie's mother Xu Ying is very picky in food. She can be said to be a perfect meal without getting tired of fine meat and fine food. She doesn't even move her chopsticks when eating outside.

For this reason, when Su Jie was very young, he remembered that his father worked hard to practice cooking skills. Although he was not very talented in these years, he also had both color, fragrance and taste.

"It's still early, and I feel uncomfortable all over when I haven't trained today. I'd better find a place to exercise. Go to the nearby park." Su Jie's body itchy if he doesn't practice for a day.

Not far from the back of the community is a large park. There are a lot of people in the morning. Many old men and women practice Tai Chi, and young men and women run and exercise. However, it is afternoon, and the heat is very heavy in the hot weather, so few people come out.

In this kind of weather, except for those college students who are training in military, they basically blow air conditioners at home or in the unit.

But Su Jie didn't care about the hot weather at all. He had already trained to hoe the fields and dig soil and carry loads in the fields.

When he arrived in the park, there was no one everywhere. His daily exercise was still Odeli's, and there was no change. Because Odeli's training method represents the most scientific system of Tifeng Training Camp.

With his current wisdom and insight, he cannot escape this training system. If he changes it by himself, it will backfire.

The state of practicing today is different. He incorporated the "shen charm" of soldiers standing upright to guard the national flag into his "hoe head", and found that every move was extremely tall and tall, almost as awesome as mountains and as vast as the sea.

Gradually, he was completely immersed in it, practiced repeatedly, turning this "shen charm" into his instinct.

"Martial arts are first of all, the body must be in line with the principles of mechanics. Then there is the charm of the gods." Su Jie had known in his heart that last time he watched a group of chickens fighting and pecking at food in the wild. This charm of the gods was integrated into the "hoe head". The posture was the same, but the momentum of the boxing technique was much sharper.

"The chicken has the ability to be independent, the courage to fight, the skill of pecking insects, the power of shaking feathers, the momentum of soaring into the air, majestic and full of spirit. When it is integrated into the boxing technique, it has a sharp feeling, but it seems that the charm of soldiers protecting the national flag can also be integrated into the boxing technique. By the way, isn't the territory of the motherland a rooster in the east?" Su Jie suddenly thought of this when he was practicing.

The map of China is the oriental rooster.

At this moment, a poem suddenly came out of his mind.
Chapter completed!