Romance of Dragons and Snakes
Chapter 12 seeks strength in inspiration.
“Why? It is also just to practice darkness to a certain fire, reach the important realm, then Cheng Tinghua, Shang Yunxiang, Fu Jianqiu, Li Jinyi, Xue Pan these boxing masters can do, not the realm of the empathy in boxing. When I teach you Tai Chi, I'll tell you what the power of God is. ”
Tang Zidu saw Wang Super surprised, “Go, you go to the house and take a bath, I'll call someone to buy you some clothes. ”
Wang Chao mumbled: “How dare you bother my sister... ”
Tang Zidu waved his hand like an order: “Needless to say, stay with me for this holiday, I can teach you not much time. ”
Wang Chao knew that Tang Zidu said nothing different and did not delay. He went in and took a good bath.
The space in this villa in Tang Zidu is huge, a bathroom on the third floor, dozens of square meters bigger than Wang Chao's entire home, decorated with purple gold patterned stone in the middle of white, rich and messy, a small swimming pool in the middle of 80 square meters of warm water.
Wang Chao took a comfortable bath while observing the surrounding scene. For Tang Zidu's wealth, he was really surprised to smash his tongue.
Although curious as to the identity and origin of this sister, Wang Chao knows that none of this can be asked by himself. Just practice your boxing quietly.
After the bath, it turns out, in the cabinet outside, a maid sent several sets of lingerie coats, Wang Chao flipped them over, all in good style, as if they were all famous brands.
But Wang Chao doesn't recognize any nametags, either, because he never bought them. I picked up a set of white sportswear and put it on. I looked in the mirror. I thought Buddha wanted gold, people wanted clothes, and I felt the whole person had a lot of spirit.
Back in the lobby, Tang Zidu sat quietly on the sofa and saw Wang Chao down. He nodded and prompted Wang Chao to sit down and open the large LCD screen hanging from the wall.
The screen flashed and an image appeared, only to see a strong, tall black man playing sandbags all over his muscles.
This black man is quite familiar. Even Wang Chao knows that. That's the “boxer” Tyson.
The video on the screen is black and white, obviously an old film, but very clear.
The image of Tyson was very young, a quick, fierce hammer hit the sandbag, a stubborn face, sweat flowing down the pitch-black forehead, but ignored, sharply obsessed eyes, revealed.
Wang Chao later found that Tyson's right arm was the fiercest, and each time, he could put a big sandbag up high. An image of a person was also tattooed on his naked right arm.
Wang Chao discovered that the image on Tyson's right arm was the creator of the Republic, the great leader [* * *]. {This is the true story, on the right arm of boxer Tyson, the prick totem is indeed [* * *]. I didn't make it up.}
“Pfft!” Tang Zidu turned off the TV and said to Wang Chao: “Practice boxing, not only to be diligent, to become obsessed, the most important thing is to be touched. If the literary people are touched, they can write inspiring articles and poems. The same is true of boxing, which can be exercised with emotion. Tyson found something else in the leader's story that touched him, and he gained strength from it. This is also the mystery of the meaning of the word Italian. Boxing is only possible if it's lived vividly, and only if it's emotional! Otherwise, you won't be able to reach the highest realm. It's just a machine at best. This is a subtle and real existence. ”
Wang Super Silent thought: “Find strength from emotion... ”
“You don't understand yet, look for that inspiration that belongs to you on the road to growth in the future.” Tang Zidu: “Let's go to dinner, we've eaten before, and I'll pass you the secret to slapping. ”
“Well, I called home first and said I got a job in diligence, and I'm not going back on this cold vacation.” Wang Chao suddenly thought about the family. So I called home hastily, made up a lot of lies, took a lot of effort to convince my parents. Dropping the phone, Wang Chao felt his saliva had dried up and hurriedly grabbed the large cup of tea on the table and mumbled down the pipe.
Tang Zidu smiled and looked at him. Until Wang Chao finished filling his tea, he rose up to the restaurant together. The restaurant had already served the dishes, but there was no luxury dining. It was just a light and delicate stir-fry, fresh soup, light and nutritious.
Wang Chao index finger touched, left and right bows open, did not enjoy eating, when finished, the table is already a cup wreck.
All this, Tang Zidu just smiled and looked at his brother with true pity to a big sister.
After a break, Tang Zidu took Wang Chao to a spacious sports room behind the villa.
As soon as Wang Chao entered the sports room, he was surprised, as if he had arrived at the practice field of a doorman in ancient times.
The ground in the middle of the sports room, made of black and white stone, was made into a giant Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish pattern, with eight gossips outside.
In front of the sports room, there is a half-person stone trough, inside the stone trough, with a black phantom, bigger iron ball than a basketball.
In addition to this, beside the sports room, on the left is a weapon rack with long guns, machetes, swords and sticks. On the right is a row of large sandbags that hang in a circle.
These sandbags fall so high that they don't have to be available to jump, but there are several large tanks lined up under the sandbags, filled with water.
Wang Chao saw it and understood. When practicing, he must have jumped onto the tank and stood on the edge of the tank to strike the sandbag.
“I also live occasionally in mainland China for a short period of time, and this training ground is badly furnished. Hopefully, this time, you'll learn everything about me before one day, I die and the inheritance is broken, which is too bad.” Tang Zidu seems to be talking to himself.
Wang Chao shut his mouth tightly and never asked much more. He just felt that his sister's identity was only very mysterious, and that she was in an environment where she was afraid of evil and crisis that she could not imagine.
“When I'm done, I'll find a way to reach out to your world to help you.” Wang Zhaoyi squeezed his fist.
“Come, you stand in the center of this Tai Chi gossip pattern, and I'll teach you how to play and step with gossip. ”
Speaking, Tang Zidu handles, the other changes in the gossip palm, the 64 fights that the eight boxes have evolved, the pace, and the luck of poking, smoking, and chopping knives, are all patiently explained to Wang Chao.
Wang Chao had practiced the method of slapping the palms, had a foundation, so he didn't work hard this time, plus the teaching of Tang Zidu handles, it took him two days to learn.
For five days in a row, Wang Chao has been practicing in this practice room repeatedly, practicing boxing during the day, and practicing at night. Really tired, Tang Zidu will let him rest. During the rest, Tang Zidu will pull out her gold needle. He stabbed Wang Chao in various joints all over his body. As a result, Wang Chao slept to death. After waking up, although he slept only two hours a day, his fatigue was fully resolved.
“A person goes into deep sleep and can relieve fatigue in just a few minutes.” Tang Zidu replied to Wang Chao's question.
Indeed, five days ago, Wang Chao was still practicing in the Tai Chi pattern in the middle. Five days later, Tang Zidu asked Wang Chao to jump onto the water tank and hit the sandbag with a slap of gossip.
Every time Wang Chao was vigorous, the sandbags were shaken up and then crashed back. Dozens of sandbags were shaken and swayed. Wang Chao couldn't hide at all. Also, while hiding, always pay attention to the edge of the water tank under his feet. This is so hard.
After coming down for a few days, Wang Chao did not know how many times he had fallen into the water tank. He had fallen all blue and swollen. He almost broke his bone.
However, every time he wrestled, Tang Zidu rubbed him with a dark force. After using a dark force, Wang Chao's slight swelling disappeared.
After 10 more days of practice, Wang Chao insisted every day, biting his teeth and putting his life on top. “If Dusty didn't watch beside me and rub the lump on my body, I would only be afraid that nine lives would fall! This thing didn't have the master around to help. Nine out of ten died in practice. I don't know how Dusty practiced. ”
He walked upstream of the tank, struck a sandbag for 10 days, did not know how many heels he had fallen, Wang Chao could finally push his strength, his body flashed, shifted his weight, and didn't get hit by the sandbag on the floor and foot to wrestle the wrong foot.
However, Tang Zidu still has no intention of stopping Wang Chao. Wang Chao didn't ask much. He believed Tang Zidu had made his own arrangements. After another three days of practice, Wang Chao suddenly couldn't help but ask at rest: "Dusty, are the big iron balls in that stone trough also practicing? ”
Tang Zidu glanced at Wang Chao, “That's not an iron ball, you can feel it. ”
Wang Chao hurried up and grabbed the bigger black iron ball than the basketball and lifted it up. No matter how powerful he made it, it was like a dragonfly rocking a pillar. You can barely push the ball to rotate slowly inside the stone trough. Can't hold it up.
Wang Zhong suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon. As the big iron ball rotated in the stone trough, there seemed to be a kind of silver bell sound oscillating inside.
“This is a ball of lead that's an inch thick, and it's all sealed with mercury! I don't know how much it weighs more than a ball of iron. How can you hold it?” Tang Zidu laughed: “The Daoist molten lead mercury as Dan, I borrowed it from the passers-by, and cast this large ball of lead mercury to practice boxing. ”;