"What? This is just to practice the dark power to a certain degree, and reach a state of pivotal importance. Back then, Cheng Tinghua, Shang Yunxiang, Fu Jianqiu, Li Cunyi, Xue Dian and other boxing masters were able to do it. It is not the spiritual realm in boxing. When I teach you Tai Chi, I will tell you what spiritual transformation is." "What? This is just to practice the dark power to a certain degree, and reach a state of pivotal importance. Back then, Cheng Tinghua, Shang Yunxiang, Fu Jianqiu, Li Cunyi, Xue Dian and other boxing masters were able to do it. It is not the spiritual realm in boxing. When I teach you Tai Chi, I will tell you what spiritual transformation is." All of them can be done, but it is not the realm of spiritual power in boxing. When I teach you Tai Chi, I will tell you what spiritual power is. "
Tang Zichen saw Wang Chao's surprise, "Come on, go to the house and take a shower, I'll ask someone to buy you some clothes."
Wang Chao murmured, "How can I bother my sister..."
Tang Zichen waved her hand, as if to order, "No need to say more, you stay here during this holiday, I don't have much time to teach you."
Wang Chao knew that Tang Zichen was a man of his word, so he didn't delay and went in to take a shower obediently.
Tang Zichen's villa has a lot of space. The bathroom on the third floor is dozens of square meters larger than Wang Chao's entire home. The decoration inside is all white stone with purple and gold patterns in the middle. It is extremely rich, with an 80-square-meter heated small swimming pool in the middle.
Wang Chao took a comfortable bath while observing the surroundings. He was really surprised by Tang Zichen's wealth.
Although he was very curious about the identity and origin of this sister, Wang Chao knew that all these were not for him to ask. He just needed to practice boxing quietly.
After taking a shower, as expected, in the cupboard outside, a maid brought several sets of underwear and outerwear. Wang Chao flipped through them and found that they were all very good in style, and they seemed to be all famous brands.
However, Wang Chao didn't know what famous brands were because he had never bought any. He picked up a set of white sportswear and put it on. He looked in the mirror and felt much more energetic.
Back in the hall, Tang Zichen sat quietly on the sofa. When he saw Wang Chao coming down, he nodded and asked Wang Chao to sit down and turned on the large LCD screen hanging on the wall.
The screen flashed and an image appeared. It showed a strong, tall, muscular black man hitting a sandbag.
This black man was a household name, and even Wang Chao recognized him. He was the "Boxing King" Tyson.
The video on the screen was black and white. It was obviously a very old film, but it was very clear.
Tyson in the picture is very young, hammering the sandbag fiercely, with a determined look on his face, sweat flowing down his dark forehead, but he doesn't care at all, his sharp and determined eyes are fully revealed.
Wang Chao watched for a while and found that Tyson's right arm was the most ferocious, and every time he hit it, he could lift the big sandbag high. There is also a tattoo of a person on his naked right arm.
Wang Chao found that the image tattooed on Tyson's right arm was actually the founder of the Republic, the great leader Chairman Mao.
"Pop!" Tang Zichen turned off the TV and said to Wang Chao, "To practice boxing, you must not only be diligent, but also be obsessed with it. The most important thing is to be moved. If a writer is moved, he can write moving articles and poems. The same is true for boxing. If you are moved, you can practice wonderful and moving boxing. Tyson found something that moved him from the leader's deeds, and he was moved and gained strength. This is also the mystery contained in the word "meaning" in Xingyi. Boxing must be integrated with emotions, so that it can be vivid and lively, and can be absorbed! Otherwise, no matter how much you practice, you can't reach the highest level, and at best you are just a machine. This is a mysterious and real existence." Wang Chao thought silently: "Find strength from being moved..." "You don't understand it now, and find the feeling that belongs to you on the road of growth in the future." Tang Zichen said, "Let's go to dinner. After dinner, I will teach you the secret of Baguazhang fighting." "Well, I'll call home first and tell them that I found a part-time job and won't go back this winter vacation." Wang Chao suddenly thought of his family. So he called home immediately, made up many lies, and spent a lot of time and effort to make his parents believe him. After hanging up the phone, Wang Chao felt that his saliva had dried up, so he quickly grabbed a large cup of tea on the table and gulped it down.
Tang Zichen looked at him with a smile, and waited until Wang Chao finished drinking the tea, then he got up and went to the restaurant together. The dishes were already served in the restaurant, but there was no luxurious meal, just plain and exquisite stir-fry, fresh soup, light and nutritious.
Wang Chao's appetite moved, and he ate happily. When he finished eating, the table was already a mess.
Tang Zichen just smiled at all this, really like a big sister looking at her brother lovingly.
After a rest after dinner, Tang Zichen took Wang Chao to a large exercise room behind the villa.
When Wang Chao entered the exercise room, he was surprised, as if he had come to the training ground of a certain sect in ancient times.
The ground in the middle of the exercise room was built with black and white stones to form a huge Tai Chi Yin Yang fish pattern, with eight hexagrams outside.
In front of the exercise room, there is a half-person-high stone trough, in which is placed a dark iron ball that is larger than a basketball.
In addition, on both sides of the exercise room, there is a square weapon rack on the left, on which are inserted four kinds of weapons: a spear, a broadsword, a sword, and a stick. And on the right, there is a row of large sandbags suspended in a circular shape.
These sandbags are dropped very high, and you may not be able to get them even if you jump up, but under the sandbags, there are several large water tanks lined up, filled with water.
Wang Chao understood at a glance that when practicing, he must jump onto the water tank and stand on the edge of the water tank to hit the sandbag.
"I come to the mainland occasionally and not for a long time. This training ground is decorated very simply. I hope you can learn everything from me this time, so that one day, I die and the inheritance is cut off, which would be a pity." Tang Zichen seemed to be talking to himself.
Wang Chao tightly shut his mouth, not saying or asking any more questions. He just felt that his sister's identity was probably very mysterious, and the environment she was in was probably more dangerous and dangerous than he could imagine.
"After I learn it, I will definitely find a way to contact your world and help you." Wang Chao secretly clenched his fists.
"Come, stand in the Tai Chi Bagua pattern in the center, and I will teach you the fighting methods and steps of Bagua Palm."
As he said this, Tang Zichen patiently explained to Wang Chao the other changes in Bagua Palm, the 64 fighting methods evolved from the eight fist postures, the steps, and the hand knife power of poking, pulling, and chopping.
Wang Chao had practiced the fighting method of the Yin-lifting Palm before, so he had a foundation, so this time it was not difficult. In addition, with Tang Zichen's hand-to-hand teaching, he learned it in two days.
For five consecutive days, Wang Chao practiced repeatedly in this training room, practicing the fist posture for health preservation during the day and the fighting method at night. Tang Zichen would let him rest only when he was really tired. During the rest, Tang Zichen would take out her golden needle and prick Wang Chao's joints. As a result, Wang Chao slept soundly. After waking up, although he only slept two hours a day, his fatigue was completely relieved.
"It only takes a few minutes for a person to enter deep sleep to relieve fatigue." Tang Zichen answered Wang Chao's question.
Sure enough, five days ago, Wang Chao was still practicing in the Tai Chi pattern in the middle. Five days later, Tang Zichen asked Wang Chao to jump on the water tank and hit the sandbags with Baguazhang.
Every time Wang Chao exerted his strength, the sandbags were hit and then hit back. Dozens of sandbags were hit and swung back and forth. Wang Chao couldn't dodge at all. In addition, while dodging, he had to pay attention to the edge of the water tank under his feet. This was simply too difficult.
Over the past few days, Wang Chao didn't know how many times he fell into the water tank, and his body was bruised and swollen, and he almost broke his bones.
However, every time he fell, Tang Zichen would use his hidden power to rub him. After using the hidden power, Wang Chao's bruises disappeared immediately.
He practiced day and night for another ten days. Wang Chao persisted every day, clenched his teeth, and risked his life. "If Sister Chen hadn't been watching and rubbing the lumps on my body, I'm afraid I would have died nine times! This thing is nine times out of ten when practicing without the help of a master. I don't know how Sister Chen practiced it back then."
Walking on the water tank and hitting the sandbag for ten days, Wang Chao finally managed to exert his strength, his body was floating, and his center of gravity was shifted, so that he wouldn't be knocked to the ground by the sandbag or fall down due to a wrong step.
However, Tang Zichen still didn't mean to ask Wang Chao to stop. Wang Chao did not ask much. He believed that Tang Zichen had her own arrangements. After practicing for another three days, Wang Chao suddenly couldn't help himself and asked during the break: "Sister Chen, is the big iron ball in the stone trough also for practicing?"
Tang Zichen glanced at Wang Chao and said, "That's not an iron ball. You'll know if you touch it."
Wang Chao hurried up and hugged the black iron ball, which was bigger than a basketball, and pulled it up. Who knew that no matter how much strength he exerted, it was like a dragonfly shaking a stone pillar. He could only barely push the iron ball to rotate slowly in the stone trough and couldn't lift it up.
Wang Zhong suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon. When the big iron ball rotated in the stone trough, there seemed to be a silver bell sound vibrating inside.
"This ball is an inch thick lead, and it is all sealed with mercury! I don't know how much heavier it is than the iron ball. How can you lift it up?" Tang Zichen smiled and said, "Taoists melt lead and mercury into elixir. I borrowed the Taoist artistic conception to cast this big lead and mercury ball to practice boxing."