"Young man, can you tell me who your master is? Is it Master Li Kai or Mr. Kimura?" These two are one of Bruce Lee's still alive disciples, and are also the two disciples who are most likely to complete and sublimate Jeet Kune Do.

"Uh...sen, please forgive me for not being able to answer. What I can tell you is that those two you are talking about are not the ones who taught me Jeet Kune Do." I can't tell you that it is Bruce Lee, telling Wang Chao is already the limit.

Wang Xiu saw the strange look in Wang Chao's eyes, and there was no look of surprise on his face, but a calm look that was indeed the case, thinking.

"Stop it, let it go, forget it, the rules cannot be broken." The old man sighed and stopped asking.

"Senior, I'm really sorry."

The old man waved his hand: "It's okay, but the old man was curious about when there was such a master overseas. It's really... If the old man has no bad eyesight, the master of your kung fu is a master who holds the dan?"

Wang Xiu didn't say anything and nodded. Not only did he hold the pill, he was already in a state of destruction.

The old man sighed and said, "The disciple of the Master of the Dan, how can you please me? Your boxing posture is so stern and pure. The old man has no unreasonableness except seeing that he has no practical experience. It should be said that there is absolutely no problem. Maybe... Well, I remembered it. Jia Jia said, are you a painter? You know how to talk about hand? (hand talk, an nickname for Go)."

"I'm not a painter, but a cartoonist. As for Go, I really understand a little bit."

"Then you draw a picture first and show me."

"Okay." Wang Xiu obeyed the order, took out the drawing board, and quickly turned the strokes at the old man. This time he used a normal speed, a sketch picture, and drew it in just seven or eight minutes.

The old man took the portrait, and a strange color flashed across his face. After taking a look, he didn't say anything.

He turned to Zhu Jia again and said, "Jiajia, bring my Go, my friend Wang Xiu and I will be in the next game."

Zhu Jia was stunned when she heard this. My friend? Grandpa Li knew the origin of Wang Xiu and saw his paintings. His name changed from a young man to a young friend. Obviously, this is a conversation about his peers.

"Ah? Grandpa Li, you really want to play chess, but what does this have to do with boxing..." Zhu Jia muttered.

"The principles of boxing and chess are the same. They both divide energy, strength, momentum, and spirit. There is no big difference between using boxing and chess to observe people. Jia Jia, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"Oh." Zhu Jia, who seemed to understand, came into the house obediently and moved a chessboard over.

"please."

"Sir, please."

The old man is not very pretentious, he takes the lead first, and he doesn't say any rules, just start by giving up his son.

Pa da, pa da... Heizi and Baizi intersect, time passed by little, and Zhu Jia was staying by the side. At least she was a little bit of Go and could pass the time.

Wang Chao on the side was a little bit chess-up. He didn't know how to play Go, but he played chess very well.

So Wang Chao is not a young man with an impetuous personality. He restrained his mind and watched quietly. A thought arose in his mind. Can Go really understand the principles of boxing? I have to learn it even if I have time.

At the end of the game, the old man put down his dark pieces in his hand in admiration and put them back on the chessboard, but this move was a throw-in and admit defeat.

"I'm old, old, the younger generation is terrifying. I lost. I don't understand comics, it's inconvenient to say, but I can understand your chess skills. It's even more sophisticated than boxing. It's really terrifying..."

Zhu Jia's face was also slightly shocked. He actually beat Grandpa Li! What this guy said is true. He really has the ability to play professional chess players. No, even ordinary professional chess players can't play Grandpa Li. Last time, Nie Jiuduan and Grandpa Li lost half of the eye.

"Senior, you are just a hobby, just a hobby." Wang Xiu said with a smile.

"I know why you failed to break through to Mingjin and Yinjin."

Wang Xiu looked solemn and bowed to the old man to give him advice.

"Please give me some advice."

"The Ming Jin is practiced by ordinary people. They have guidance from masters, correct practice methods, and reasonable cultivation methods. Over time, practice diligently and increase. If it is fast, it will take a year and a half, and if it is slow, it will be practiced in three or five years. However, dark energy is different. This is the beginning of the qualitative change of boxing. This step requires the combination of mind, mind, energy, and strength. Qi and strength are the source of Ming Jin, and mind are the source of dark energy. Therefore, if you want to break through to dark energy, you need to strengthen your will and understand your own heart."

"Ordinary people practice boxing, they will first practice the qi and strength skills in Mingjin to the peak before they can touch the mental kung fu involving the dark energy. However, my friend is different. Before that, my friend has already sharpened his mind to a strong enough level."

"The way of boxing and chess are connected. The way of boxing is the three levels of light, dark, and transformation. The way of chess should be the three levels of skill, art, and god. Your chess has touched the level of god. In boxing, it is the level of transformation. I don't understand your comics, but when I first read it, I could feel the momentum and momentum. This is the realm that the master of Huajin had just mastered. I didn't believe it at that time, so I would talk to you for a game. Only then did I believe that my friend's chess has reached the level of god. No wonder your chess level is so strange."

"Chess, boxing, and even paintings are all Taos, and they can be understood in other ways. If I guess correctly, I will first practice chess Tao to the level of gods, and then learn paintings. With the realm of chess Tao and learning, we will elevate the paintings to the level of momentum, and then in the boxing technique, but the body naturally reaches the peak of Mingjin."

"To describe a metaphor, it is like a master of boxing and power. He first learns chess, and can quickly improve the chess power to the extremely high level by simply learning to draw, and then learns painting. The same is true."

"So, my friend's reason is very simple, it is just some obstacles to knowledge and insight. Chess, paintings, and boxing, and the three cannot be connected and integrated, so there is a situation where the pure power of the bright power is as pure as the peak of the dark power, but has not yet broken through the dark power... Then, my friend, you only need to understand your original intention, and that's enough."

It was like a bell in the evening drum and morning, and the old man's extremely detailed words almost told Wang Xiu's experience over the years. At this moment, Wang Xiu trembled all over and shuddered.

"Did I have the original intention?..."

In an instant, a series of encounters that followed the system possession flashed in Wang Xiu's chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, like thunder and thunder, exploding with a bang.

The day when it was the most frustrating, the day when it was dark, the landlord was ridiculed that he had no talent to write a book at all, and he almost fell into self-doubt and despair, like a dead dog or a salted fish, but he was reluctant to do so, unwilling to give up! He still had to grit his teeth and persevere, just for his dreams, for his dreamer's dream, and take dreams as his profession to support his dreams for his life.
Chapter completed!