As spring comes, heavy snow, Yantai’s goose feathers are like rain, and the name of misty and rain is worthy of such a beautiful scenery. The entire city is shrouded in smoke and snow.

Surrounding the suburbs, small courtyards.

After breakfast, Han Luo went out for an hour for a walk. When he opened the yard door, he returned. He was wearing a black down jacket and took a look more capable. Compared to the past few days, he was thinner. Master Liu Zongyuan only passed on a set of chop fists.

As the saying goes, boxing is important, not much. People of boxing often win reputation by one punch, such as Guo Yunshen, who is well-known in the Republic of China, was nicknamed "Half-step Break Boxing to the World".

Master Liu Zongyuan just held the Dan and closed his eyes all day long, occasionally giving some advice on Han Luo's hand-style shortcomings.

Han Luo returned to the courtyard, and his master Liu Zongyuan walked out, wearing a big black robe, looking very ordinary, except for his crystal eyes and rosy skin, there was nothing special.

Liu Zongyuan looked at the white sky, and the heavy snow was still there! The beginning of spring, there was snow! He thought it was a sign of auspiciousness.

Han Luo put on a three-body pose on the snow in the yard, and his body moved slightly, slowly like a Tai Chi. His eyes were always staring at the middle fingertips of his left hand, but his body was slowly moving, which was very comfortable.

This is the effort to work out of the subtleties, this is the increase in strength! A little bit of increase! This is the effort.

Han Luo slowly started the chopping fist, each move was extremely gentle and slow, like Tai Chi's power! But if you look closely, his boxing skills are different from Xingyiquan in society.

Every time he cut his fist out, his thumb would rub the wrist of his other hand and then slash it out.

The so-called secret kung fu is actually not mysterious or profound. But it is an important secret to achieving superior kung fu, just like Han Luo's hidden secret kung fu style.

Every time he slashed his thumb, rubbed his wrist, and rubbed his tendons. There were masters and disciples of the Xingyi Sect in the Republic of China, and the important disciples were the depth of skill. Although this was related to talent and personal hard practice, it was also related to secret teachings.

This is how rubbing tendons will grow faster than others over time! This is the so-called "strings grow stronger and stronger".

Moreover, after rubbing the tendons, a kind of elastic force will be generated and spread throughout the arms. This feeling is amazing, just like the spring will shake after rubbing a spring.

Liu Zongyuan strolled in the courtyard, looking at Han Luo's chopping fist style, nodded and thought to himself: "The hand gesture is in line with the rules, and there is no mistake at all. It's time to teach him the essence of being versatile."

Liu Zongyuan called Han Luo.

Han Luo seemed to have not heard it, and was still striking the chopping fist. But Liu Zongyuan was not in a hurry and did not continue to speak. Han Luo took a moment, after the chopping fist, he turned around and said, "Master."

Liu Zongyuan said: "After the style is mature, the strength is growing, and the internal organs are stronger, then it is time to learn to exercise."

Han Luo didn't answer.

Liu Zongyuan continued: "You have practiced Tai Chi for three years. Although it is not an authentic style, it is still a little bit. The 'eight-faced' in Tai Chi Sect is also available in Xingyi Sect."

Having a good face? Han Luo was confused. Isn’t this an idiom?

Liu Zongyuan drew a circle with his hand and said, "Look!" As he said that, he punched him casually, hitting the air, but there was a huge explosion.

Han Luo felt very strange, this kind of force was very strange, and the master's whole body seemed to move at that moment.

"This is strength!" Liu Zongyuan shook his arm casually again, without exploding, "This is strength."

Liu Zongyuan said: "The power is permeable, just like the sunrise and sunset, weak to the point of strength and then to the point of weakness. When you hit the imaginary enemy, you are already weak. So when you fight, you used to kill that person by chance, which was luck. Otherwise, if you hit him, he would not be hit by life. This is because you always use force. In our country, we rely on strength to hit people."

What is strength and what is strength? It is obviously punching, how to distinguish it? Is it a martial artist trick to fool people, or is there someone else’s expert?

"Why is the Xu Ling Pin Power not called the Xu Ling Pin Power? There is such a requirement when practicing boxing. In fact, the essence of boxing has been expressed, but others don't understand. Do you push over the wall? When pushing the wall, you can't push with force. Only by using force under your feet, pushing with your body, and using sound to help the force explode, can you burst out the force in an instant. This is a force that ordinary people have used, but they don't pay attention and think it is force. In fact, when we practice the style, we need to practice this force into life, and we can use this force to move, stop, sit, and lie down."

[Have you ever pushed heavy things? You can't push them with your arms, right? Only by twisting your feet and pushing your body can you push them. Readers who have experienced these experiences can understand it. When I push things, I don't use my arms, but use my body to lean on them, and the heavy things will move. This is strength. This is how you hit people with this thing.]

Han Luo's eyes lit up. He pushed the wall, how could he not understand this strange phenomenon that he had never noticed before?

"In fact, the essence of boxing is in life, but ordinary people don't think about it, and the sages extracted the essence from life, thought about it, and then they had the national skills."

"Look."

Liu Zongyuan put on a stance, like a single whip frame in Tai Chi, pushing his left and right hands into each side, and suddenly a snap under his feet, the brick under his feet cracked, like a spider web pattern.

Han Luo's eyes lit up. At this moment, the master's body seemed to be moving, and his whole body was moving.

"Do you think the stone is hard or just a flesh-and-blooded foot?" Liu Zongyuan asked.

Han Luo Natural: "Stone."

"Yes, the sages can break stones with one punch and one foot. How hard are you? How hard are your feet? Can you hit stones with one punch and hit stones with one punch? If you step on one foot, the bones may be misaligned. Yes, we martial artists use the force of the force, using the strength of the whole body! It looks like one punch and one foot attack, but in fact, it is using the whole body to attack one part."

"Have you seen diamonds? The diamonds are so versatile. We should also practice the style, and the strength of our whole body should be like that!"

After Liu Zongyuan finished speaking, he stepped forward to a square pile of bricks and slashed it with one punch!

"Bang!"

One arm hit the pile of bricks! It was like a sharp knife cutting into tofu.

Han Luo slowly closed his eyes, and at that moment, the master's energy kept returning to his mind. His body seemed to have a feeling, constantly merging with his body.

He is experiencing the power of being versatile and supporting all directions.

In this way, we truly enter the path of national martial arts.
Chapter completed!