Li Yi entered fantasy time at this moment.

Many strange thoughts came to his mind. He had experienced so many bizarre things now that he doubted the authenticity of it all for a while. He even felt that he was possessed by a ghost. Everything that happened before him was...

Hallucination?

When Zhao Ge saw Li Yi standing motionless in a daze, he immediately coughed twice: "Li Mengde, do you think that I, Zhao Ge, am not qualified to be your master?"

Li Mengde?

Who is this?

Oh, I remembered it.

Meng De is actually myself.

Li Yi immediately interrupted his fantasy time and hurriedly replied: "Uncle Zhao, that's not the case. You saved my life. I'm very grateful. What's more, Uncle Zhao, you want to accept me as your disciple, which is for my own good."

, it’s too late for me to repay you, why do you think Uncle Zhao is not qualified to be my master? It’s just that I have some personal reasons, so I hesitated.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ge immediately reacted. He patted his forehead and said, "I almost forgot that you are from Gui Street, and your clothes are completely different from ours. I guess you are not from Xingzhou, so you probably can't let go."

You are still thinking about how to go back, right?"

"My parents have been in a coma for some reason and have been bedridden for six years, waiting for me to take care of them. I can't leave home for too long, otherwise my parents will starve to death at home, so I have to find a way to leave the ghost street and return home.

." Li Yi said seriously.

"I didn't expect that you are also a miserable person. It's rare for you to have such filial piety. I can't force others to do anything." Zhao Ge sighed with emotion.

He originally planned to take Li Yi back to his martial arts school after this trip to the ghost street, teach martial arts, and inherit the mantle. Although Li Yi's identity is unknown, it doesn't matter to him. Such a talent is enough to devote everything to cultivating it.

, so he was excited for a moment and ignored Li Yi's worries.

However, filial piety is the most important thing. If you force others to do something difficult, it will be your own fault.

But watching such a peerless jade slip away from his hands, Zhao Ge felt very regretful. Maybe he would toss and turn at night and be unable to sleep in the next few days, and he would even think about it until he died, to the point of regretting it.

lifelong.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ge said again: "It is a great fate that we can meet in Ghost Street. Although we may never meet again in our lifetime, I still can't bear your talent to be buried, and I still want to accept you as my friend."

Disciple, but I won’t force you, if you don’t want to, just forget it.”

The savior had already said this, and Li Yi would be a bit ungrateful if he refused again.

He immediately knelt down, and his flexible mind immediately thought of a set of rhetoric on the Internet, and immediately said: "Yi, who has been wandering for half his life, only regrets that he has never met a wise teacher. Today, he will not give up when he meets Uncle Zhao. Yi is willing to worship him as his teacher.

This means that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. If you disobey this, you will be punished by heaven and earth."

After saying that, Li Yi immediately kowtowed three times.

I thought to myself, there should be nothing wrong with my words and etiquette, right?

After all, apprenticeships are like this in TV dramas.

As a martial artist, Zhao Ge was startled for a moment, and then burst into tears of excitement. He hurriedly stretched out his trembling hands to help Li Yi up, and said quickly: "Okay, okay, good apprentice, get up quickly.

, you kid is too upright, how can you swear such a strong oath, we will all be a family from now on, don’t talk like this."

In Zhao Ge's view, Li Yi was not a disciple, he was just acknowledging his father. The etiquette was too heavy.

Because in Zhao Ge's world, there is no need to kowtow to become a disciple, only tea is offered, and swearing is a very cautious thing, because those who violate the oath will suffer evil retribution.

Therefore, if a disciple can kowtow when he becomes a disciple, it is equivalent to recognizing him as his adoptive father. If he swears an oath again, it means that he cannot break it in his life. Moreover, the more accomplished a martial artist is, the more severely he will be bound by the oath.

Therefore, when the two things of kowtow and obeisance and swearing are combined, and the master receives this gift, the weight of this apprentice is simply more important than that of his biological son. Even after the master's death, this disciple can inherit the family business just like his biological son.

What's more, Li Yi's saying that once you become a teacher, you will always be a father, gave Zhao Ge the surprise of having a son in his old age.

Li Yi couldn't understand Zhao Ge's mood at the moment. He just felt that Zhao Ge had saved his life, and he should give him a few kowtows. After all, he might not have the chance to repay others in the future, and agreeing to become a disciple would be too much.

Just to satisfy Zhao Ge's wish.

Zhao Qian on the side was also very happy when she saw this scene. When she looked at Li Yi, she immediately became much kinder, like a big brother she hadn't seen for many years.

"Dad, don't worry about being happy. We don't have much time to stay on the ghost street. During this time, we still have a lot of things to do and we can't waste any more time." Zhao Qian saw her father holding on to him.

Li Yi's arms were filled with excitement for a while before he issued a warning.

Only then did Zhao Ge wake up. He took a look at the soul-inducing incense, only to see that most of the soul-inducing incense had burned. It would burn out in an hour at most. At that time, he would have to leave the ghost street in advance. He had just collected the incense.

The apprentice can only be forced to separate.

"It's a pity that we don't have enough time. Our master and apprentice have a close relationship. During this period of time, master will try his best to teach you the essence of martial arts. Meng De, you can learn as much as you can."

After Zhao Ge noticed the time, he hurriedly walked around in circles. What should he teach Li Yi?

Strengthening the muscles and bones, polishing the Qi and blood?

No, no.

The time is too short, and if the teaching is incomplete, it will mislead the disciples and lead them astray.

The secret of controlling qi and blood and getting the energy into the body?

It still doesn’t work. The disciples haven’t even started yet, so it’s useless to teach them.

Watching the time passing by, Zhao Ge, a martial artist with a strong sense of energy, was sweating anxiously.

Zhao Qian is a smart girl. She saw her father's embarrassment and urgency, and immediately reminded: "Dad, teach Brother Yi to box. Let Brother Yi practice his strength with boxing. In the future, if his strength is strong enough and his foundation is stable, maybe

I got it one day."

"How can this be done? Without the support of Qi and blood, the punch cannot be punched in, and it is easy to lack stamina and become useless." Zhao Ge retorted subconsciously.

To practice boxing, you must first cultivate Qi, and to practice Qi, you must first nourish blood. Qi and blood, Qi and blood, are the foundation of martial arts.

Li Yi is a young man who doesn't understand anything. If he can't hone his energy and blood, he won't be able to hold a stable fist. When faced with a life-or-death fight, he's just a showman and useless.

Zhao Qian said: "Dad, don't forget, Brother Yi is born with supernatural powers and a strong body. Even if he can't produce energy and blood through tempering, he can still practice boxing on his own. If we have a chance to meet in the ghost street again in the future, I will teach Brother Yi

It’s not too late to hone your Qi and blood.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ge was immediately awakened.

"Yes, yes, yes, when ordinary people practice martial arts, they first lay the foundation and then practice boxing. Meng De has the muscles of a dragon and the bones of a tiger, and is born with supernatural power. The foundation itself is strong. Such a foundation is enough to support him in practicing boxing. Okay, let's teach him boxing."

Zhao Ge calmed down, stopped suddenly, and then looked at Li Yi: "Meng De, are you willing to learn boxing?"

"I will learn whatever the master teaches me," Li Yi said.

"Good boy." Zhao Ge was moved again. This boy really trusted him so much. It seemed that the oath he just made was indeed true.

Once a teacher, always a father.

No child would doubt his parents.

But time is running out now, and Zhao Ge has no time to lecture. He immediately said: "To practice boxing, you have to practice it first. I will show you the strength of the boxing first, and then I will teach you how to stand and touch the strength."

Then, he looked around and picked up a bench.

Using his hand as a knife, he cut off the wooden legs of the bench, leaving only a thick wooden board.

"Watch it carefully." After Zhao Ge finished speaking, he threw the board out, then raised his hand and punched it.

Bang!

There was a dull explosion.

Surprisingly, the board did not fly out or crack, but stuck to Zhao Ge's fist.

This situation simply goes against common sense.

Zhao Ge took off the wooden board from his fist at this moment, only to see a clear punch mark left on the wooden board: "This is the strength of the fist. When an ordinary person punches, the wooden board will either fly out or crack. This is because

Their energy is scattered, unlike martial artists who practice boxing. Their energy is twisted into one force, gathered together and never dispersed. This is how the energy produced by a punch is like this."

"If Master's punch had advanced even an inch further, the wooden board would have been easily penetrated. With such force, the enemy would not be able to remove it, and he could be killed with one blow."

While demonstrating, he also explained seriously and got the essence out in just a few words.

This is the true story.

"Awesome." Li Yi opened his eyes wide at this moment, feeling incredible.

Although this punch seems simple, it is extremely profound.

"Mengde, although you have divine power, your energy is scattered and useless because your skin, muscles and bones are not integrated into one. But it doesn't matter. When I teach you to box, I am mobilizing your whole body's energy. As long as you practice well,

Whether it's boxing or kicking, I know everything."

"Look at my boxing stance."

Afterwards, Zhao Ge stood there in a slightly crouched posture, raising his arms and making fists. His figure seemed loose, but he was ready to go, which was a bit magical.

"Strength starts from the ground, from the feet, knees, waist, spine, arms, elbows, and finally to the fist. Feel the strength transmitted layer by layer, and finally burst out in an instant, and your fist strength will be complete."

"Start learning now."

Then Zhao Ge stopped and signaled Li Yi to start learning.

Li Yi's practice evolved, and his memory was improved after turning on the psychic medium. After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, he immediately imitated Zhao Ge and started a boxing stance.

"No, your waist is too crooked. When you exert force, your waist bones will be damaged. Over time, the bones here will definitely leave hidden injuries. If you get old and your energy and blood weaken, your lower body will be paralyzed.

"

"The knees should be straighter here, otherwise you won't be able to gain strength."

"Hold your fist higher, and keep your gaze and fist straight, otherwise the punch will be incorrect and easily deflected."

Zhao Ge immediately checked out Li Yi's various flaws and problems, and then directly started to help Li Yi straighten his boxing stance.

Ten minutes of this kind of teaching by words and deeds is worth several months of hard work for others.

Li Yi learned quickly and adjusted quickly.

In less than three minutes, his boxing stance was almost the same as Zhao Ge's.

"Okay, there's no problem with the boxing stance. Keep this posture and let your body remember it." Zhao Ge looked at Li Yi with a complicated look in his eyes.

No matter how talented you are, it still takes time to hone. Although Li Yi has mastered the boxing frame under his own guidance this time, without his own guidance next time, the boxing frame will collapse immediately, and Li Yi himself still doesn’t know his mistake.

where is the place.

If you learn it wrong, you will get sick from practicing boxing.

In the end, I could only rely on my strong body to resist.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ge felt guilty. He was a believer, or was he harming his disciples?

"Master, how long should I maintain this posture?" After a few minutes, Li Yi asked curiously.

Zhao Ge came back to his senses and immediately said: "If time is not urgent, you can stand for as long as you want. But now, Master doesn't know how long you should stand. It depends on your feeling. You must feel that your body has remembered it."

This is the best state."

"But it cannot exceed half an hour at most. Master only has this time to teach you."

Li Yi scratched his head and said, "That's it."

"Meng De, why did you stop fighting?" Zhao Ge suddenly glared: "Your body can't remember it in such a short time, and all the previous efforts have been in vain."

"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't pay attention. I'll continue." Li Yi's body sank and he raised his fist again.

But Zhao Ge's eyes narrowed at this moment.

Li Yi's boxing stance now perfectly replicated its previous state, it was even and steady, every detail.

This, this is what the body has remembered?

What a joke.

How can a layman who has not trained his muscles and muscles hold up a boxing stance in a matter of seconds?
Chapter completed!