"There is a good posture, but the punches are empty. When you really fight with someone, you can only exchange injuries for injuries, which is not much better than the street gangster." After watching Ye Qiu's demonstration, Zhuo Donglai commented.

"I also know that it's just that there is no way to hit those wooden dummies in the sky. The three teachers are fighting to "fill ducks" every day, but none of them are willing to feed me. I can't bully the bucket, right?" Ye Qiu said distressedly.

Zhuo Donglai smiled: "It's okay, the teacher will give you some tricks today, and it depends on how much you have mastered."

"Thank you, teacher, I will hold back!" Ye Qiu was overjoyed.

"Tsk! Teacher, I still use you to hold back? Use your greatest strength and fastest speed, all the Yin and Yang hands, you can take them out." Zhuo Donglai said disdainfully.

In fact, Ye Qiu was waiting for this sentence. Two of his teachers in Yunzhong Xianju are women, and the other one is also famous for hidden weapons. Therefore, in addition to basic skills, some of his kung fu are somewhat feminine but have vital tricks. If he keeps his hand, his power will be six or seven out of ten.

Now that the teacher speaks, he can attack at will, and then he can use 100% of his skills.

Ye Qiu let out a low roar, his body swayed, and he walked around Zhuo Donglai's back. When he hit his shoulder with both fists, his right leg swept towards Zhuo Donglai's right foot like an iron whip.

Bang!

It was just different from what he imagined that the teacher was hit by a kick. As soon as his legs approached Zhuo Donglai, he felt a potential force like a sea tide that was directly attacking his legs and feet. Before he could react, he had already flew out.

Zhuo Donglai frowned: "The explosive power is OK, but the mastery of the timing of exertion and the retention of the force are still too far apart."

"Teacher, what's going on?" Ye Qiu originally felt that in addition to the differences in his skills, he could have done a few moves under the teacher after more than two years of hard work. Who knew that his "yin hand" that he had done his best as soon as he started, but he didn't even touch the teacher's clothes and was knocked away. This made him feel a little blushed. At the same time, he was very eager for Zhuo Donglai's counterattack skills.

This is simply a magical skill in the movie!

"Your current state of being against the enemy is actually no different from practicing boxing there." Zhuo Donglai stood in front of the wall and made a boxing move towards the wall: "If your enemy is a wall, there is nothing wrong with your approach. As long as you master your own force and prepare for the opponent to rebound, it will be perfect."

Ye Qiu curled his lips.

Teacher, you have something to say, isn’t it just that my boxing skills are only worthy of hitting walls?

"But your opponent cannot be a wall, so when you really face the enemy, you must not only master your strength, but also analyze the opponent's possible fighting style through the opponent's background, personality characteristics, etc. At the same time, you must have spare energy to deal with the opponent's possible counterattack. For example, just now, you didn't have the spare energy. If I hadn't kept my hands, it wouldn't be as simple as flying out. Your teachers must teach you to observe the focus of the opponent's boxing posture when facing the enemy.

, the direction of the flow of energy, even the rhythm of the opponent's punching, etc., but that is aimed at people who are weaker than you. What should I do when you meet someone who is evenly matched or even stands out in everything? If you want to survive and fight back, you need to learn the analysis method I just taught you. Every battle is actually not a simple competition of force. The expression of words and postures can directly affect the opponent's emotions, thereby confusing his mood and reducing the opponent's perception of you and the effect of controlling your own body."

Lao Zhuo suddenly kicked Ye Qiu aside.

"Look, this is what I said to you, the power of words and posture. I just used one-tenth of my skill, and it will definitely not exceed you, but you kicked it away without even reacting. This means that my method is definitely effective."

Ye Qiu rubbed his painful butt with a bitter face.

Teacher, it’s just a sneak attack. This location doesn’t seem to be very elegant, right?

"Teacher, how did you summarize these? The three teachers have been asking me to practice martial arts on the mountain. They should fight against the hawk with a dignified eagle, but when you come here, there is a bit like a rabbit kicking an eagle." As he spoke, Ye Qiu had already come to Zhuo Donglai, and a head hammer hit Lao Zhuo's shoulder.

"You little brat, learn quickly." Old Zhuo slapped Ye Qiu aside.

"Although you have little strength and a lot of waste, you have mastered the essence of what I just said. Don't have any grudges in your heart. The way to fight is to win it, not a ring game. As long as you can beat the opponent, what moves do you care about? We will face a giant like "Wuji" in the future. If you are too bound by those ancient rules, then my training of you will be a failure."

The master and apprentice practiced here. In addition to teaching some skills, Zhuo Donglai also interspersed some knowledge and experiences in the real enemy of the cultivation world, and also accompanied it with some real cases, which made Ye Qiu feel the coldness and cruelty of the cultivation world. It is really a world where the "laws of the jungle" are crisscross.

Fortunately, he is really smart and intelligent. Zhuo Donglai only understood many principles. With the help of insightful supernatural powers in martial arts, he could clearly see the circulation of Lao Zhuo's energy, which was much more efficient than others. In just half a night, Lao Zhuo felt his progress.

In the last practical training, when Lao Zhuo put his skill level to the top with Ye Qiu, he actually left three punch marks on Lao Zhuo!

"It's worthy of being my disciple Zhuo Donglai." Although it was a bit embarrassing to get punched on his body, Lao Zhuo was still happy. After all, he was the disciple he found. The sooner he became better than his ambition, the better his vision would be.

"Senior brother, my nephew is here too. I heard that you are practicing boxing here, so I will come and take a look." Just as Ye Qiu and Lao Zhuo were planning to go back to rest, Bai Feng's voice suddenly sounded outside the door. The two of them looked out the door in a little astonishment, and they found Bai Feng wearing a strong outfit, followed by a 16 or 17-year-old man in black Adi sportswear.

But for some reason, although the young man looked kind, he was always a little jealous and disdainful when he looked at Ye Qiu's eyes.
Chapter completed!