Chapter 41 The decline of Chinese martial arts is a tragedy
Kung Fu is practiced from the outside to the inside, which is already the level of a master of boxing. Since the late Qing Dynasty, after the changes of the times, the country and family hatred, martial arts once developed to its highest peak in three hundred years during the Republic of China. It is like the return of a dying person. For a time, many famous martial arts masters have emerged on the land of China.
But over the past three hundred years, those who practice boxing and martial artists can become masters at the age of eighteen. Not to mention what they have never heard of and seen, they are as few as the morning star and will never exceed the number of five fingers.
Even Bai Ze himself did not expect that the bottleneck that he had been racking his brains to force would be able to break through in an instant under such a strange state.
Feeling the comfortable feeling from the internal organs as the breath in his body rises and falls, the qi in his dantian lingers and suddenly increases rapidly. In an instant, a stream of dan energy rushed straight up from below his lower abdomen, and Bai Ze suddenly had the urge to open his mouth and let out a long roar.
Fortunately, at this time, others were completely awake and could still control their minds in joy. As soon as a ray of heat between their chest and abdomen rushed into their throats, they suddenly remembered that they were still in the car. Once they roared and acted freely, they would not mention how strange this behavior would be. They would be rolled and suspicious of everyone. It was just that when he was happy, he would make a sudden voice. It must be like a thunderous thunder, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
He quickly calmed down, suppressed the sound, and then sprayed out the heat.
Kung Fu has reached the peak of the foreign family, breaking the barriers, refining the breath into the five internal organs, refining qi into the spirit, and extremely condensed spirit. Not only will the practitioner's own five senses and six consciousnesses become more sensitive, but his energy will also become stronger and stronger. The control of his body will also increase. Even if he closes his eyes, once something happens outside his body, there will be any movement, and it will directly reflect it in his senses.
The most important thing is that when he practiced boxing at this level, it won’t take long to take him to “reflect and look inward” himself. Although Bai Ze does not have that ability yet, once he exercises his strength, the qi and blood in his body rush. Over time, he becomes more and more familiar with the route of his qi and blood circulation. Even as soon as he breathes, the pores around his body echo up and down, and a trace of cool air flows out directly from it.
“So comfortable!”
When Bai Ze squirted out this breath, he felt unprecedented relaxation and comfort in his body. His whole body was hidden deep in the middle of the qi and blood. He only breathed casually, and his whole body seemed to be floating up from his seat. The breath swallowed into his chest and abdomen, and almost penetrated his entire internal organs in one breath.
The pressure in the body seemed to be released in time. The inside of the lungs seemed to be carefully washed from the inside of the inside to the outside with mint water, and a cool and thorough feeling instantly spread throughout the body.
Especially when exhaling and inhaling, countless tiny channels appear to be broken between the internal organs and pores, which come out at the same time when exhaling and inhaling.
"This is the qi that penetrates the five internal organs and reaches the ends. It seems that my kung fu has indeed made considerable progress, and I can already start tempering the functions of my internal organs!"
Just as he exhaled in this breath, Bai Ze had quickly tested what level he had reached. In addition to being happy, he followed the Qi training technique taught by Mu Dao Ren, like a whale swallowing, sucking in one breath, sucking the body fluid in his mouth, dividing it into nine mouths, and swallowing it into his belly.
For a moment, a cool breeze seemed to surge from the ground in the bus, and the air current surged rapidly. Many people in front who had just fallen asleep for a while were blown on their faces by the cool breeze, and their pores immediately stood up. They woke up in a hurry. Before they could open their eyes, they could only hear several dong dong sounds coming from the carriage.
It seemed as if the stone fell into the bottomless ancient well. Bai Ze was shocked and stopped quickly. Then he felt the breath in his body full of energy and many places were itchy.
Especially his hands, feet, shoulders, elbows, knees, etc., which he has been tempered all the time and his skin is relatively rough, and itchy even worse. He twisted his fingers casually and immediately took off a piece of light yellow dead skin.
When a person who practices boxing, the internal energy flows all over his body and can reach the ends, the power of qi and blood will suddenly become many times stronger, warming the meridian acupoints, and then breathing enters and exits the pores of the whole body, which will completely remove some impurities on the surface of the human body.
Whether it is the scars left by injuries when you are young, or the cocoon skins that have been practicing for many years, they will fall off automatically.
Bai Ze's original boxing technique can already activate qi and blood to run the whole body. Although he practiced external hard skills such as iron arm poking feet and eagle claw skills, his skin was not rough. It was just that because he had been practicing iron shirts for many years, the skin color was slightly darker.
He is not an expert, and he can't tell at all the difference between him and ordinary teenagers.
But at this time it was very different from his past. He sucked into the depths of the five internal organs in one breath, and his pores were all opened. The force and hardness and softness were used, and the skin on his body began to fall off completely.
It's like a giant python in the deep mountains and forests. Before it grows up, it's about to shed its snake skin all over its body.
Bai Ze looked at the skin on his fingers and suddenly became delicate and white, with a trace of blood running inside, white and red. He couldn't help but feel dazed. He couldn't imagine what he would look like once the skin on his body was removed from a layer.
The wind is bright on the ground!!
The strange sound of falling into the wrong place...
The sudden situation made the passengers in the entire bus look a little flustered, and they all drowsy and whispered in groups of three or three.
Bai Ze didn't want to stage a "good show" of living people slandering here. When he had a thought in his mind, he put down his palm and pretended to be nothing.
He had just fallen into an enlightenment, and it looked like he was sleeping normally, and there was no strange movement. However, his last breath was sucked and swallowed into his stomach, which caused some strange phenomena. Even if the people in front of him didn't pay attention, it was not easy to hide from the boy sitting in the same row with him.
Sure enough, when he pretended to be nothing, the young man sitting next to him immediately turned over, looked at him with curious expressions, and looked at him with bright eyes: "Wow, buddy, what did you do just now? Why is it just like the protagonists in those martial arts movies that they almost have white smoke coming out of their heads. Don't tell me, what kind of martial arts master you are!!"
"It's true!" Bai Ze sighed in his heart, turned his head to look at him. The boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he was not afraid of being angry when he spoke, and he looked very familiar.
But this matter is really unexplainable, not to mention that Bai Ze is a little introverted and has never been willing to talk to unfamiliar people.
So, I didn't say much at the moment, and just replied lightly: "You're so dazzling!" I didn't say much.
The boy hit a nail when he opened his mouth, but he didn't care. Instead, he got closer. He turned around and secretly glanced at his mother, then deliberately lowered his voice a lot, and laughed: "I know that experts all have a little weird temper. I don't blame you, but don't think I'm a child..."
As he said that, he shook the magazine in his hand at Bai Ze, "I am a real fighting enthusiast. I bought every domestic version of Taekwondo. I have also ordered the magazines such as Wudang and Jingwu on an annual basis, so I am not unfamiliar with Chinese martial arts, Qigong and so on. I just saw you, and I swallowed it into my stomach in one breath. I have such a loud lung capacity and a loud voice. Have you practiced some internal skills and mental methods? You must be a qigong practitioner."
After hearing this, Bai Ze was a little surprised.
He originally thought that this young man was just a rich second-generation with a good background and a spoiled spoiled man, but he didn't expect to know so many tricks in martial arts. You should know that the magazines he just mentioned are almost rarely read in China, people of his age.
A little accident, and I was in a good mood just after breaking through the bottleneck, so I immediately smiled: "Do you like martial arts very much?"
"It should be fighting, what I like is fighting!!" After receiving Bai Ze's response, the boy suddenly seemed very excited. His mother was napping on the side at this time and couldn't see what he was doing. She seemed to have become much more courageous. "The real fighting is, unlimited, and there are no rules. Do you understand the actual combat?"
"It's better to be an underground boxing match, that's the real fighting!"
The boy was mentally excited and had a look of eagerness in his eyes. Unfortunately, his body was too thin and his hands were not concise, let alone strengthening the momentum between his words.
Perhaps the last sentence was a little louder. His mother opened her eyes in the next seat and immediately stuck out her tongue. Bai Ze saw it and found it a little funny. Although he was not old, these teenagers who were three or four years younger than him were actually a generation away, and their thoughts were a little different.
"Hey, buddy, what exactly do you practice? What else have you learned besides Qigong? Taekwondo, Jeet Kune Do, or Karate?"
Bai Ze smiled and shook his head: "I practiced the style of hand and traditional martial arts!"
"Traditional martial arts... are Tai Chi, Wing Chun, Shaolin? It's boring, really boring!" The young man curled his lips: "This thing is amazing, but I'm really disappointed when watching 'martial arts style' on TV, ring competitions, etc., and it's so much different from the movies. Why not be as good as Sanda?"
"That's really boring, but if it were you, what would you like to learn?"
"Taitbox Do!!" The young man was so energetic that he grabbed the magazine beside him and flipped over a full-color advertising page to show Bai Ze: "Look, it's this Lushan Taekwondo Hall, Park Ji-chang's black belt fifth section, 25 years old, known as the youngest fifth section master in Korea, can kick such a thick three wooden boards with one kick! His movements are amazing!!"
Bai Ze shook his head, but he was unwilling to say more, and a trace of light flashed through his eyes.---------------------------------------------------------------------------�
Chapter completed!