Chapter 50: The East Breaking Dawn, the Rooster Sings the World White

The long night is long, a ball of darkness, ghosts and monsters, disasters are turmoil, all spirits lament, and people's livelihood is in danger.

Suddenly, the rooster sang, the rising sun rose, the floating clouds swept away, the bright light of the heaven and earth was filled with joy.

While practicing "Hoing the Bolt", Su Jie's mind was filled with charm. Chuchu felt the darkness around him, as if he was about to suffocate people, but he turned into a rooster, shaking his feathers in the darkness, raising his head without bent, and a long roar and crying opened the world. All the darkness was torn apart, ushering in the light, and the whole world was day.

The rooster sings the world as white.

Bang!

When my feet stepped on, a piece of cement floor under my feet seemed to have cracks.

His move to "hoe the head" is no longer different, and his posture is still the same, but his charm is completely different.

If the "hoeing" move in the past was a bit fierce and vicious, and had the aura of fireworks. Now, there is only magnificent and unstoppable courage.

Because darkness will eventually dissipate and light will eventually come.

"It's this, it's this." After this move, Su Jie was trembling all over excitedly.

This is not the joy of being unable to control emotions, but the joy of "hearing the truth in the morning, dying in the evening".

The "Shen Yun" he was pursuing was finally found here. At this moment, he had his own things. If he had not seen the attitude of soldiers guarding the national flag, he would have absolutely no idea of ​​this.

"This should be the inner skill." Su Jie practiced over and over again, and the posture was still the same, but the move of "hoeing the head" is no longer the artistic conception of "having no apology, hating no rings", nor the joy of harvest and satisfaction of planting in Gu Yang, but the excitement of the rooster singing the world.

The map of the motherland is a rooster, and the rivers and mountains are all in my heart.

Every time he practiced this, there was a surging force in his emotions.

"This is the real Chinese Kung Fu." Su Jie didn't know how long he had practiced, and he completely forgot the time. He practiced from noon until the night, when the lights were on, and he was still practicing. The amount of training this time was several times higher than usual, but he actually felt that he was not tired, tired, or even hungry.

"It's time to go home." With all his comfort, Su Jie prepared to go home.

"Young man, wait."

An old man next to him quickly stopped him: "I see you practiced here for three hours and practiced this move over and over again. What kind of kung fu is this?"

The old man was wearing a white training suit and a teapot. He also had a badge of "Hunyuan Tai Chi" on his body, and he seemed to be a member of this Tai Chi Association.

"Hello uncle." Su Jie was very polite: "This was taught by the martial arts school teacher. I only learned it for two months. This trick is called hoeing."

"Hoying the head?" The old man obviously had never heard of this kung fu. "I think you practiced very seriously, but learning kung fu requires guidance from famous teachers. If you are interested, you can come to our Hunyuan Tai Chi Martial Arts Hall. Our teacher is the authentic successor of Tai Chi. If no one watches him, practicing wrong will cause damage to your muscles and bones. The location is on the left side of the park. Look! There is a plaque on the tall building over there."

Sure enough, Su Jie looked over and saw a large plaque not far from the park, which he had not paid attention to before.

"Okay, thank you uncle. I will go and see if I have time." Su Jie knew that the old man had good intentions, so he smiled and nodded and left here.

The old man saw that Su Jie was perfunctory and couldn't help but shake his head. He found the venue where he usually practiced, practiced Tai Chi one by one, and played classical music, and soon got into the state.

His Tai Chi is soothing and generous, relaxed and moderate, and has a central and upright body, and is extraordinary in nature. This makes Su Jie look at him with admiration.

"This must be guided by famous teachers. It seems that if you have time to go to the Hunyuan Tai Chi Hall?" Su Jie learned Odeli's joint etiquette. Odeli combined Tai Chi and various medical ergonomics in the Tifeng Training Camp. The creation of exercise also contains very pure Tai Chi Kung Fu.

Because of this, he could see at a glance that Tai Chi Kung Fu is pure or not.

Of course, whether Tai Chi Kung Fu is good or not is different from whether you can fight. Fighting requires constant practical training, hundreds of times, thousands of failures and blood and tears to master the skills, while kung fu routines only need to be practiced over and over again.

Practicing the Kung Fu routines well is just the foundation of fighting. Just like learning, mastering, memorizing and understanding various formulas, fighting is an exam.

When I got home, my parents had not come back yet, and my sister was not around, and it was Su Jie alone again.

He simply took a shower, washed his clothes, and then went to his room to review the textbooks.

Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biology... he kept flipping through these textbooks, and all the knowledge points were recalling in his mind, flashing by. Although he had not studied for two months throughout the summer vacation, Su Jie felt that he had not forgotten his knowledge, but instead deepened his level.

He looked through many test papers again, and some obscure knowledge points in the past were able to be solved easily, and his mind was unprecedentedly flexible.

Bang!

He closed the test paper and his unprecedented confidence surged in his heart.

"I really miss the days I was in the martial arts school. At this time, I should be fighting with Jos, or having a small ring match, and then Uncle Blind will massage me."

After this life became a habit, Su Jie was a little uncomfortable when he returned home.

"Su Jie, come out for me." At this time, Su Shilin and his mother Xu Ying both came back. As soon as they entered the door, Su Jie felt his father's "murderous aura"!

He ran out quickly and saw Su Shilin standing next to the sofa, while his mother Xu Ying was sitting on the sofa.

"You kid is going to leave school. You are really promising. You don't know how to be tall and rich, and you can also learn to lie." Su Shilin was so angry that you were so angry: "You secretly went to the martial arts school to learn how to fight, what kind of young and dandy you were, but you deceived us into going to an English summer camp. If you don't beat you to death today, my surname will not be Su."

"Dad, don't be excited." Su Jie was not afraid, but said with a smile: "I'm going to learn kung fu, how do I call fighting and learning the young and dandy? Besides, the young and dandy is a movie from your era, Dad, I haven't seen it before."

"Come out for me." Su Shilin took three steps at the same time and was about to come over and catch Su Jie and beat him up first.

When he was a child, he educated him like this.

"Mom, didn't we agree?" Su Jie ran away and hid next to his mother Xu Ying.

"Your mother is not good at this time." Although Su Shilin said this, he still stopped, afraid that he would touch Xu Ying while pulling: "Xiaoying, this child is so old now that he will not study anymore. Don't protect him this time."

"Okay." Xu Ying waved his hand: "My son is old, and it is normal to have his own ideas. You go downstairs to negotiate this matter. Also, Su Shilin, how did I say to you on the road, why don't you listen to me?"

"Baby, come downstairs with me." Xu Ying's words really worked. Su Shilin turned around and went out.

Su Jie followed him. As soon as he arrived at the door, Su Shilin's words came again: "Close the door for your mother!"

The father and son arrived next to the small flower bed downstairs one after another. Su Shilin finally couldn't stand it: "You usually study well, why did you suddenly learn from those hooligans and gangsters fighting? I don't beat you to death today!"

"Wait." Su Jie stopped: "Dad, I'll say it again, it's not a fight, it's Chinese Kung Fu! CHINESE KONGFU!"

"Baby, how old you are, you know what kung fu is?" Su Shilin became even more angry: "In this way, let's practice hard today! If you beat me, you can do whatever you want in the future. If you can't beat me, study and take the college entrance exams honestly, and don't mention any kung fu or not in the future."

"Dad, you're not kidding." Su Jie waved his hands repeatedly.

"What are you afraid of? Haven't you learned Kung Fu?" Su Shilin cursed: "I'm just so cowardly and still learn Kung Fu."

"Dad, kung fu is not used to fight you." Su Jie is calm now, unmoved at all, and there is no anger of any young people. If it were other young people, he might have a hot mind and he would have sex with his father: "In this way, Dad, I will practice a set of boxing, and you can see how you practice this boxing. If the energy, bone spirit and spirit are combined, I hope you can change your opinion of me."

"Hmm?" Su Shilin was stunned when he saw Su Jie's expression. He stopped angry and said: "You actually know the spirit of energy, bones? You're completely angry? Then call me and see what you have learned secretly in the past two months?"

"Sure enough, my dad should understand kung fu." Su Jie could see the details of the time he went out to listen at noon.

He suddenly calmed down, his eyes sharp, and he stared ahead.

This momentum made Su Shilin take two steps back involuntarily, and Su Shilin actually felt a huge threat.

"What the hell is going on? He actually has such momentum?" Su Shilin didn't believe in his eyes. He knew very well what his son's virtue was. Why did he change a lot in two months?

"Ah!"

Su Jie raised his hand, took a long step, digging one by one, stopping! The sound was like thunder, mixed with swords and howling, and the golden swords and iron horses rolled in.

There were cracks in the cement floor.

Su Shilin took three steps back again, and he felt that his son Su Jie's fist was unstoppable, and he almost felt like he was pushing mountains and filling the sea, sweeping away the demonic atmosphere, and the sky was clear and the earth was bright.

"Host the head! Shaolin is willing to take his mother's hand! He hates the sky without a handle, and hates the earth without a ring? No? It is not this artistic conception. But the posture is perfect, with chicken legs, dragon body, bear sling, tiger hugging the head, eagle catching, monkey observing the sky, and thunder sounds are all ready. How can one practice this kind of kung fu in two months? Twenty years of hard practice may not be necessary." Su Shilin was puzzled, and he even felt that he was not his son in front of him, but a monster wearing painted skin.

The move of hoeing is just a simple one that falls and hits together. In fact, any movement has the ability to stand out as the golden rooster, the dragon is winding and vigorous, the bear is calm and powerful, the tiger is powerful and whistling, the eagle is fierce and fierce, the monkey is observing the sky and observing the spirits of things, and the invincible momentum of thunder.

Only when the seven methods are complete can kung fu be achieved, and one less method is a fancy.
Chapter completed!