Chapter 1 The cropping style is all skill.
“It hurts.”
Su Jie put down the hoe, his hands were covered with blood blisters.
He wanted to stand upright and breathe out, but his back was sore and he couldn’t stretch his muscles and bones at all.
As a student in the city, working in the crops is very fresh, but after hoeing the ground for a long time, both arms are heavy, and the bones are like ants biting. What is even more unbearable is that the hands are rubbed out by the hoe. There are a lot of blood bubbles.
It has been two days since Su Jie came to this “Minglun Martial Arts School”.
He reported for a short-term summer martial arts training class.
The martial arts coach is called Gu Yang, and he did not teach them any martial arts movements. On the first day, I pulled up the entire class members and went directly to the countryside, picking up hoes to help the left-behind elderly who had lost their labor digging to do farm work.
For two days, what Su Jie learned was to raise the hoe, dig the soil, turn the soil, and break it, so that the hard soil became soft and breathable, suitable for planting.
He didn’t expect to be so tired from farm work. Only now did he feel the real feelings in this poem, “On the day of hoeing, sweat drips down the soil.”
“I am determined not to waste food in the future. This **** digging and turning the ground is actually a technical job…”
In the past two days, he has been observing the coach Gu Yang’s movements.
Gu Yang every time he hoeed the ground, he stepped on his foot, his body moved like a lever. Without the slightest effort, the heavy **** was lifted lightly, and then quickly fell down, violently hooked into the compacted soil, hooked and turned over. , As if throwing a big fish out of the water.
A large piece of soil was arched up, and then when the **** hit it, the soil was torn apart and it was as soft as a steamed pastry.
Watching coach Gu Yang digging the ground, he is relaxed, it seems to be an art.
In the beginning, Su Jie didn’t know how to use a **** at all. But through observation, study and speculation, he finally learned how coach Gu Yang used to **** and turn soil, and he felt a lot easier.
“When you dig the soil, you have to twist your waist, follow your shoulders, and use your waist and abdomen strength, so that when you lift the hoe, your body will pounce forward slightly, like a cat pounces on a mouse, and press down with your whole body strength. You can deepen the **** into the soil. When turning the soil, you must also use skill and strength to step down first, dig inside and turn over……..”
The coach Gu Yang taught in detail, and even hand-to-hand the teaching staff to dig the soil.
The sun is hot in the sky, and everyone is stripped of the sun.
Although I don’t know what this digging and turning the ground has to do with martial arts, Su Jie still studies very seriously.
But he still can’t learn the flexibility of coach Gu Yang’s twisting and easy operation.
Gu Yang is full of flexibility in every movement, as if there are many steel wires in his body twisted with springs, and he doesn’t feel tired at all from farm work.
There must be a lot of secrets in this.
Su Jie thought.
“Hi, Su Jie, are you tired? Drink?”
Su Jie is not the only person with blood in his hands, and there is also a foreigner next to him, named Jos.
Joss is a tall white man, in his twenties, British, and full of muscles. It seems that he often goes to the gym. He was also earnestly observing coach Gu Yang’s digging, plowing, and crushing movements, studying hard, and his every move was very standard, and the speed of cultivating the land was much faster than that of Su Jie.
Joss came here to learn Chinese Kungfu. Just two days ago, he entered this summer short-term martial arts class with Su Jie and was assigned to a dormitory.
D city is the hometown of martial arts, where there are many martial arts schools. Minglun martial arts school is one of the most famous martial arts schools. Over the years, it has produced many fighting champions, super bodyguards, and kung fu stars.
The martial arts atmosphere here is good, attracting a large number of foreigners to learn from across the ocean.
Minglun Wushu School is located next to the town on the outskirts of the county. This town is very lively, and you can see foreign tourists carrying bags at any time.
Joss’s Chinese is very bad, but he admires Chinese Kung Fu very much. He knows many terms in Chinese Kung Fu, and he doesn’t know where he learned it.
Jos has learned many kinds of fighting skills, proficient in Judo, Muay Thai, Maga, Filipino cudgel, Russian Sangbo, and Bruce Lee’s Jeet Kune Do is his best, but he still feels that these are not the strongest, so I want to learn real kung fu when I come to China.
It is worth mentioning that Jos is now very strangely dressed. He has shaved his head and is wearing a gray monk costume with a yellow ribbon around his waist. He looks like a foreign monk who has converted for a long time.
“Thank you.” After taking the water that Jos handed over and taking a sip, Su Jie felt a lot more comfortable. He asked Jos in fluent English: “Jos, why do you always dress up as a monk?”
It’s okay. Su Jie will talk to Jos in English to exercise his oral English ability. Su Jie is not a bad student in school. On the contrary, he will get a good ranking every time he takes an exam. “, is what other parents call “other people’s children”.
In the past two days of chatting, while Su Jie’s spoken language improved, he also learned a lot of fighting knowledge.
Originally, Su Jie didn’t know anything about martial arts. The reason why he came here to study was because of a very humiliating thing, one breath, one bet, and one person.
“Ou Oo.” Joss bald his head and nodded: “Wearing a monk’s clothes, shaved his head, I can get into the state quickly when I practice. When I practice karate, if I wear other clothes to practice, I can’t get involved, but Wearing that white robes, pants, and belt, it’s easy to be free from distractions.”
“Did you say that digging is kung fu?” Su Jie didn’t bother with clothing, but asked another question.
“Of course it is Kung Fu.” Jos’s bald head reflects the sun, and a layer of sweat is greasy. It is funny. He said mysteriously: “This excavation should be a unique exercise method of Chinese Kung Fu. We practice fighting skills. There are two items that must be trained, that is, smashing the tire with a big hammer, and turning the tire. Do you know?”
“Yes.” Su Jie nodded: “Many TV networks have seen the training of those fighters, hammers smashing tires, and turning tires. It is said that you can exercise in many places.”
“Yes.” As Jos spoke, he adjusted his posture to dig and turn soil: “The hammer smashes the tire is to train the stability of the core muscle group, and the body torsion explosive force. Turning the tire, you can exercise The whole body coordination and the strength of the waist and legs. And now we dig the ground and turn the soil, we have exercised both of them, and we have also exercised many places that cannot be exercised. The tire is a constant thing, and the soil is changeable. I don’t know if there are any hard rocks under the soil, so when we dig down with our hoe, we cannot use our strength. We must first explore the reality of the soil and then make accurate judgments. The earth, like your opponent, will never know him. Which trick will be made? Before you open the soil, you will not know what is in the soil.”
“Joss, you actually know so much.” Su Jie was extremely shocked. He didn’t expect that a foreigner could actually discover so many philosophies from hoeing the ground.
“Before I came to study, I studied Chinese Kung Fu in detail. And I also learned Wing Chun.” Jos lowered his voice, as if to say a secret thing, and then his hand seemed to sway twice as if a snake Down: “Snake Fist, Crane Fist!”
“Joss, you are a second grade.” Su Jie almost laughed, but when he smiled, his abdominal muscles hurt and turned into a grin.
The muscles all over my body are aching during these two days of work.
“What does secondary 2 mean?” Jos was puzzled.
“Secondary 2 means very handsome.” Su Jieqiang suppressed a smile.
“Damn.” Jos gave Su Jiebi a middle finger, “You treat me as stupid.”
“I don’t know what martial arts this digging is, and Coach Gu Yang didn’t say it clearly.” Su Jie still wanted to figure out that he has a spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end. The same is true in his studies. Good at thinking and accepting new things.
“Amitabha, this is Zen, monk, and qigong. You have to comprehend it yourself.” Jos leaned on the hoe, folded his hands together, pretending to be.
Su Jie couldn’t help but returned his middle finger.
“Two people in a group, massage each other to relax, and use active oil to massage the sore areas.”
The coach Gu Yang called to stop.
The students are like being amnesty. They put down their hoes and lay on the plastic sheet on the ground, and massaged each other’s back pain one-on-one.
Jos and Su Jie are a group.
“Su Jie, I think you have no strength. Press it for you first, and then press it for me when you regain your strength.” Jos motioned Su Jie to lie down.
Su Jie was anxious, and lay down quickly. At this time, Jos took out the “Minglun” active oil from his pocket, opened the lid, and there was a pungent odor. He fell on his palm and started massaging Su Jie’s waist. , Back, legs, shoulders, arms, abdomen, knee joints, soles of the feet and other places, these are the places that are sore because of hoeing.
The method of massage is rubbing, kneading, pinching and pressing.
On the first day of enrollment, the first hour, this is what the coach Gu Yang taught. It is very simple and easy to learn. After learning, I went to dig the soil and has been digging till now.
After applying the active oil, it started to be hot, like chili water, but after a while, it became very cool and comfortable again. Su Jie was about to fall asleep, extremely relaxed.
Huoluo oil is not produced on the market, but issued by the school after enrollment. It is said to be a special secret recipe.
The founder of Minglun Martial Arts School is Liu Guanglie. He is an old martial artist who is proficient in medicine and has mastered many secrets of traditional Chinese medicine. good.
Anyway, Su Jie thinks it is better than all kinds of active oils on the market.
If it hadn’t been for the support of this kind of active oil, his urban teenager would have been exhausted a long time ago.
After 30 minutes of massaging, it was Jos’ turn to lie down, and Su Jie came to press.
At this time, Su Jie had already recovered his strength.
“Sure enough, I don’t need medicine to do exercises. Sooner or later I have to hang myself and feel comfortable…” When Jos was being massaged, he hesed for a long time, and said a martial arts proverb in some stammering Chinese: “You Chinese The farmer is so great. He hoeed the ground all day, and he certainly didn’t use active oil to massage him. He was able to persevere, and it lasted a lifetime.”
“Joss, why did you come to China to learn Kungfu? I think your fighting skills are very good, and now in the World Fighting Competition, there has never been Chinese Kungfu. Everyone doubts that Chinese Kungfu is a lie. , You still believe in Chinese Kungfu so much. Have you ever seen an expert?” While helping Jos massage, he said his doubts~ IndoMTL.com~ He came to the martial arts school for two days, and he did not see the martial arts masters at all. People, the thing to learn is very simple, that is, digging and turning the ground. Can this be used for fighting? He didn’t believe it killed him.
Su Jie is not afraid of hardship, but he is afraid that hardship will not be effective.
“A game is a game, and a fight is a fight. Don’t be mixed up.” Jos fell into the memory: “I first learned Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, which is ground skills. It is very good in the game. Yes, I have won a few small regional competitions. Later, I locked a gangster in a street fight, but during the tumbling, my head hit the corner of the street on the ground, and a lot of blood came out. I knew it. , Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is only suitable for the ring. In the complex streets, you and others are fighting on the ground, and you don’t know what accidents will happen. So I learned boxing, but then I was knocked out with my leg, so I went again. I learned Muay Thai and kick boxing, but once I met a gang member. He was a black man. He learned Chinese Kung Fu Hong Quan. My skills are higher than him. But he is as fierce as a tiger. I didn’t dare to face it and I was defeated. So I came to learn.”
“Your actual combat experience is too rich.” Su Jie has long seen many scars on Jos’s body, all of which were caused by street fights, maybe one person against multiple people, maybe weapons in hand, various situations It is possible to encounter.
“Jos, you see, if I want to quickly improve my fighting skills and be able to win, what should I do?” Su Jie asked a key question.
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The first chapter of the new book is here. I hope you can discuss it a lot. I will organize regular activities and book clubs in the martial arts gym in Hangzhou. Welcome everyone to come and play. The time of the event will be published on the WeChat public account and Weibo, so you can pay attention to it.