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On the ground, Liu Xiaoyun felt like his stomach was churning, his internal organs were all burning, his breath was blocked in his chest, and bile was about to come out of his mouth.

It's so uncomfortable.

He couldn't remember the last time he was beaten so badly.

The most frustrating thing is that he didn't hurt Ding Xiu very much. The other party paddled the whole way. It was so terrifying. It was just like what the master said. If Ding Xiu's record was true, he might not be able to catch a single move.

"Master Liu, are you okay?"

Ding Xiu stepped forward to help Liu Xiaoyun and gave a thoughtful greeting.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not a big problem." Taking a deep breath, Liu Xiaoyun stood up and tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.

If you lose, you don't lose. Although your skills are not as good as others, you still have to save face in this kind of situation, otherwise it will be unpleasant to hear the news.

It was just his trembling thighs and pale cheeks that betrayed his tone. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that his body was not feeling well and was not as good as he said.

Fortunately, there were not many onlookers, just three, Xu Haofeng, Master Wu Jiang, and Li Ting.

The master is one of his own, so he will definitely not tell anything about what happened today. Xu Haofeng is an insider. He knows some rules and probably won't tell them. The rest is Li Ting.

Liu Xiaoyun felt ashamed when he thought of Li Ting.

Originally, he wanted to show off the power of his Bajiquan through a competition with Ding Xiu, but he didn't expect that the situation would be one-sided. He would be the one who got beaten, and he would be embarrassed and humiliated.

I will never dare to mention the matter of accepting disciples again.

Liu Xiaoyun's goal was indeed achieved by demonstrating the power of Bajiquan through the competition. At this time, Li Ting's eyes were shining with golden light, and he looked at Ding Xiu as if he were looking at a beautiful woman with bulging front and back, or the kind with black stockings and high heels. .

Ding Xiu's martial arts is too powerful.

Although the beating is not as exaggerated as in the TV series, he can easily knock people down with a few simple moves, which is already strong enough.

Especially the fierceness of Bajiquan is vividly displayed in Ding Xiu's hands.

Li Ting believed it. A dozen ordinary people were not enough to fight in front of Ding Xiu.

"Bah bang bang!"

Wu Jiang, who had not spoken for a long time, applauded and said to Ding Xiu with a complex expression: "Wonderful, wonderful, Master Ding's Bajiquan is so superb that even I can't match it."

"Wu Bing said that if the times weren't right for you, you wouldn't be able to escape the title of Grandmaster. At first, I thought he was exaggerating. However, facts speak louder than words. A hundred years ago, you would definitely be worthy of the title of Grandmaster."

"Guo Yunsheng, who is known as the half-step collapse fist to conquer the world, is still like this when he is alive."

Guo Yunsheng, a Xingyiquan master during the Republic of China, was imprisoned for eradicating bullies and committing a life-threatening crime, but he still practiced Kung Fu hard.

Because of the shackles around his neck and the iron chains on his feet, he developed the unique skill of only taking half a step, half-step collapse fist.

After being released from prison, Guo Yunsheng became famous all over the world and became famous for his half-step punches.

In fact, the Half-step Collapse Boxing is not a profound stunt, but rather the simplest boxing technique among the Xingyi Five Elements Boxing. It is just that the power of a boxing technique varies depending on how advanced it is practiced and the user.

Using Guo Yunsheng to compare Ding Xiu, Wu Jiang means that Ding Xiu's Bajiquan has been simplified from complexity, and he has his own understanding in every gesture, and he has the capital to establish a sect.

"No, compared to history, I am just a small wave in the rolling torrent. I have a lot of skills in kung fu, but compared with those martial arts seniors, I am really ashamed. Mr. Wu, please don't hurt me."

Ding Xiu said it very casually, but his tone was very serious.

He had never fought against those masters from the Republic of China period, but because they were not separated by a long time, he could still find information and achievements of these people from many books and from the mouths of the older generation.

To be fair, in terms of martial arts alone, Ding Xiu believed that he was no worse than those people, and could even surpass them.

It's just that no matter how shameless he is, he is too embarrassed to touch these people.

The reason why a grandmaster is called a grandmaster is not just because of his high kung fu. China has outstanding people and there have been many masters since ancient times.

But how many can be called masters?

That is to say, this group was the largest during the Republic of China.

Why?

Because he is not only good at kung fu, but also a chivalrous and righteous person, so far away from the world that he worries about his king.

Punishing rape and eradicating evil, fighting injustice for the common people, eradicating corrupt officials, defending the country and killing enemies on the battlefield, throwing heads and blood.

As a Jianghu person, to be honest, Ding Xiu asked himself that if everyone's identities were changed, he might not be able to do those things. He is a selfish person and rarely has the thought of giving up his family for everyone.

The interception and killing of Zhao Jingzhong at the Ming Dynasty border was also to avenge his junior brother and make him understand the price of using a black gun on him.

Wu Jiang stroked his goatee and said: "Every era has things that people of every era can do. As long as you are willing, with your ability, you may not be worse than them."

All he had to say was, Ding Xiu, I think you didn't say it out loud.

Ding Xiu is famous and rich, and he really wants to do something for the people. It is much more convenient than Guo Yunsheng and the others back then. This is true.

Therefore, as long as he is willing, it is not empty talk to become famous.

With his own introduction and Wu Bing's training, given time, this martial arts world will eventually be his, and it is very likely that he will become the last grandmaster in modern times.

"No, I'm not interested in these." Ding Xiu was a little scared: "Kung Fu to me is just for physical fitness and daily use in filming. I'm not very interested in other things. Don't praise me, Mr. Wu."

"Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity." Wu Jiang looked lonely and sighed heavily.

If there is another master of Baji Quan, this kung fu can really reach the world stage. Unfortunately, Ding Xiu is unwilling to take on this important task.

"Brother Xiu, are you accepting a disciple?" Li Ting, who had been watching for a long time, looked over eagerly.

It’s okay if you haven’t seen how powerful Bajiquan is. Once you’ve seen it, it’s really hard to forget it.

What Ding Xiu showed was completely different from what he imagined.

"I don't accept apprentices, and I told you before that it's better not to have one than to have one."

With his hands behind his back, Ding Xiu refused Li Ting's plea.

He knew what Li Ting was thinking at this time and understood it very well.

It's like a young man who has been single for thirty years and has always made a living as a craftsman. After a long time, if you ask him to go to a club to taste different feelings, he may not be willing.

But once I’ve been there, it feels like...

"I'll just teach you how to play, but if you are willing to learn, I can give you some tips on luck."

Ding Xiu's next words pulled Li Ting back from the club. The method of luck is not bad. He is a novice on this road. He doesn't understand anything. One punch can exhaust all his strength. The second punch After being beaten out, the body will be weak, and if it is used too many times, it will leave hidden injuries.

With the method, it should be much easier.

"Thank you, Brother Xiu, I am willing."

"I don't have much time, so I'll just talk for a few minutes. It's good to watch." Ding Xiu made a horse stance and performed a few common Bajiquan moves. Then he punched out and the air exploded with a pop.

This is strength.

"Snapped!"

After a few moves, another spring thunder exploded.

Second ring!

"Snapped!"

The third ring!

Three consecutive blasts rang in several people's ears. Li Ting, Wu Jiang, Xu Haofeng, and Liu Xiaoyun's expressions changed drastically.

Xu Haofeng was a little better. He knew that it was not easy to ring three times. Li Ting, Liu Xiaoyun, and Wu Jiang were all powerful masters and knew what three rings meant.

Although Li Ting can punch with great force, it is impossible for him to make a sound. He is still far away from this step.

Liu Xiaoyun was able to make a splash, but it was only once. He had performed abroad more than once.

Don't think it's just a sound. Being able to practice strength and making a sound are completely different things. If you have strength and are just getting started, then hearing the sound is a great success.

And Ding Xiu will ring three times in a row.

Wu Jiang felt as if he had seen a ghost. He tried it twice when he was at his peak, and it took him half a month to regain his health.

As for Ding Xiu, after three rings, his face was not red and his heart was not beating. He was just panting slightly. There was no doubt among the people that he could continue to ring in his current state.

"You see, if you want to use energy, you have to go through a process of accumulating energy. You come up with a big move, so it won't hurt your body. Different moves have different effects when combined with energy, and some are more powerful."

"Come here, I'll give you some guidance." Ding Xiu flicked his fingers in a few places on the back of Li Ting's waist. As his fingers moved across, Li Ting felt a little numb in his waist.

"Especially when punching, you must use force in these areas, otherwise hidden injuries will be left over time."

"Finally, let me tell you about qi. Do you know what the two qi of hum and ha are? But I advise you not to act recklessly, otherwise you will be useless if you accidentally distract others with your practice."

"Baji Quan should be fierce, but the inner tone should be soft..."

He said he was talking for a few minutes, but Ding Xiu actually talked for at least half an hour, and did not stop until the bell rang for students to finish class.

Li Ting listened with great interest and didn't miss a word. No one taught him these things. He didn't know it. If he hadn't met Ding Xiu, he might never know it in his life.

"Okay, it's almost done. Let's go back and figure it out for ourselves. See you again when we are destined." Ding Xiu breathed out lightly and waved his hands. After talking for so long, his mouth was dry.

"Thank you, Master Ding." Li Ting did not call him brother this time. Instead, he cupped his fists and raised his hands and called him master sincerely.

"You're welcome. I'm also afraid that you don't know anything and will destroy yourself if you go back and practice blindly. You know the training methods and the methods of exerting force. It will be enough to keep fit in the future. You can also do it if you meet a suitable good talent in the future. Pass it on.”

If Li Ting didn't develop his strength, Ding Xiu wouldn't bother to give him any advice. It would be a pity if he just saw that he had good talent and had strength but no method of using it.

According to his style of play, he used force from the beginning. He was afraid that he would become ill over the past few years and would not live to be sixty years old.

This is also a common problem among many warriors. They have no inheritance and practice blindly on their own. When they were young, they relied on their health to be fine. When they get old, their energy and blood decline, and they are plagued by various diseases.

Masters with real heritage will not be like this. At least they can still have a rosy complexion and can carry a load of hundreds of kilograms.

Of course, those who competed with others when they were young and left behind hidden wounds are not included in this list.

Tell Li Ting how to use force, and another idea is to hope that he can pass on this skill. He has a training method, not a fighting method, but as long as he masters luck, the fighting method is not so important.

As long as you have enough actual combat, sooner or later you will be able to figure out your own fighting style.

I hope that many years from now, someone among Li Ting’s disciples and grandsons will be able to carry forward this skill.

"Thank you." Li Ting said again moved.

This time, he was satisfied.

"Master Ding, thank you very much. Listening to you is worth ten years of studying." Wu Jiang spoke next to him, sighing.

Liu Xiaoyun also thanked him and bowed.

The method of exerting force is actually more precious than the fighting method.

Bajiquan has inherited many fighting styles, and all schools and sects can also learn from them. Even those who only know eight or ten moves are enough.

The core is still the method of using strength. Only masters who practice strength can understand this thing, but how many people can practice strength? Everyone's skills are different, and their perceptions are also different, ranging from high to low.

What Ding Xiu said was undoubtedly very profound, and some things were very useful to Wu Bing.

These things are simply priceless treasures, but Ding Xiu said so without shying away from them at all.

Thinking of this, both the master and the disciple were ashamed.

Because before today, they were unwilling to teach Li Ting the fighting style due to the rules of the school.

"Xiao Li, if you are still interested in playing, let's leave a phone number and you can come to my place to sit down one day and we can discuss and communicate."

Wu Jiang spoke, which shocked his apprentice Liu Xiaoyun, but he was relieved when he thought of Ding Xiu's actions.

People can even take out such a precious thing and teach it to a few strangers. In comparison, a few tricks are nothing.

At this time, family views don’t seem to be that important.

"Senior Wu, I don't want to join your martial arts gym, do I?"

Li Ting's words made Wu Jiang embarrassed: "Don't worry, no, it's just communication. As long as you don't pass random passes in the future, playing is not as good as practicing, and you will hurt people as soon as you make a move."

"There are not many people who practice Chuan Wu nowadays, and there are very few who can develop the strength of Bajiquan. Old man, I really don't want the pearl to be dimmed."

Ding Xiu smiled and said, "Wu Lao Hailiang."

Only he knows that he is different from these old men of the sect.

Ding Xiu's family was closed hundreds of years ago. It didn't matter to him whether his skills were passed on or not. Teaching Li Ting something was a waste of talent.

But Wu Jiang and Liu Xiaoyun are different. They rely on this kung fu to make a living and maintain this sect. They have a heavy burden and need to pass it on and carry it forward. If they teach things, they take great risks.

"Ashamed, Master Ding is the most upright and upright person. It's a pity that if I were thirty years younger, I would definitely have a good time with you over wine and talk. Now that I'm old, I'm no longer your match."

"Forget it, it's no fun to fight back and forth, but if Mr. Wu wants to have a drinking competition, I will accompany you."

"You are bullying me for being old, right? Let me tell you, I can still drink a pound of liquor without getting drunk."

"What a coincidence. I'm not very talented, but I can still drink some." Ding Xiu stretched out a finger.

"Are you a pound too?"

"No, I keep drinking."

At noon, they found a restaurant and started drinking. Wu Jiang proposed that Ding Xiu be the vice president of the Bajiquan Research Association, of course, in name only.