:Wang Chao climbed up from the cold lake water in a daze, and sat in the boat in a daze, looking up at the dense stars in the sky as night fell. In the distance, the White Crane Mountain was dark and continuous, like a giant beast crawling, while the lights of the city on the other side were dim. In this light and dark, still and moving, I don't know how long it has passed, the cool lake breeze made him feel a little chill, and then he woke up, rowed his oars, and rowed towards the edge of the lake.
Wang Chao climbed up from the cold lake water in a daze, and sat in the boat in a daze, looking up at the dense stars in the sky as night fell. In the distance, the White Crane Mountain was dark and continuous, like a giant beast crawling, while the lights of the city on the other side were dim. In this light and dark, still and moving, I don't know how long it has passed, the cool lake breeze made him feel a little chill, and then he woke up, rowed his oars, and rowed towards the edge of the lake.
Tang Zichen's departure on the water like this caused a great shock in his heart. Countless emotions filled and churned in his heart, ups and downs, and he was extremely melancholy.
When he returned to the villa, everything was quiet, and there was no one. Wang Chao suddenly felt lonely, and his heart was up and down and he could not calm down, so he simply did nothing, walked straight to the practice room, sat on the ground, closed his eyes quietly, and recalled everything he had learned since he met Tang Zichen.
From the beginning of "Horse Stance", "Yin Palm", "Monkey Stealing Peaches", "Three Body Style" to the later "Bagua Palm" training and fighting methods, then Xingyi Five Fists, Twelve Forms, and the final "Dragon Snake Combined Strike" spear technique, as well as the Tai Chi postures contained in it.
The past six months and Tang Zichen's voice, appearance and smile emerged clearly in his mind like a movie, and the vivid shadow never dissipated, making him feel that Tang Zichen had not left and would always be by his side.
Gradually, Wang Chao felt immersed in the mystery of boxing by sitting quietly and recalling. Every word and every movement of Tang Zichen, when he recalled it carefully, was full of meaning. He didn't know whether he felt it was precious because he had lost it or he had grown up again. In the process of recalling his boxing practice, he discovered many things that he had not understood before.
He jumped up suddenly, exerted force on his waist and legs, shook his arms, and lightly jumped over the water tank.
He quickly turned his body on the edge of the water tank, as steady as walking on flat ground.
Wang Chao opened his hands to the left and right, changed his body shape, and every blow with his palms made the sandbag swing high.
The water in the water tank rippled in circles of regular waves.
That was because he used his strength evenly every time, causing the recoil force of the sandbag to be transmitted from his feet to the water in the water tank. However, it was obvious that he had not yet reached a state of importance. Although the water in the water tank was shaking regularly, it had not yet formed a vortex.
Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! In the last few palms, Wang Chao's arms swung, and the whole body was full of strength, and there was a faint crisp sound.
However, this crisp sound was very slight, and it took enough exercise to produce it. It was far from the level of Tang Zichen's casual sound, and the sound was also far from the sound of Tang Zichen's firecrackers.
"Hush!" After the fight, he jumped down and slowly practiced the five fists and twelve forms again. Every move was done with strength and without force. As his body changed, the pores of his body bulged like iron lumps.
"Hi!" At the end of the practice, he involuntarily changed into the appearance of a dragon and snake attack. His arms seemed to hold guns, and his steps rose and fell, like a collapse fist, a cannon fist, and a drilling fist, and fiercely inserted into the lead and mercury ball in the stone trough.
He sunk his waist and twisted his arms, and his arms turned his force. Creak! The whole lead and mercury ball was held by Wang Chao's arms and palms, and it rotated violently, and actually jumped out of the stone trough.
Seeing that the big ball was about to jump out and land, he hurriedly hugged and pushed it. Suddenly, a clear feeling came from the pores of his palm.
Wang Chao's mind seemed to emerge the direction and strength of the mercury water rotating and flowing inside the big ball.
He couldn't help but twist and push along this force, and snap! The ball jumped up lightly and rolled into the stone trough again.
"So that's it! This is the principle of listening to the force. No wonder Sister Chen can break the center of gravity of the human body with just one hand."
Huhu! This time seemed to have used up all his strength. After thinking it through, he sat on the ground again, motionless, gasping for breath.
It was already bright outside, and the sun was at its zenith. It turned out that he had been practicing all night.
The fierce sunlight shone down, and it was as scorching as yesterday. The only difference was that Tang Zichen was gone.
But now Wang Chao was in a much better mood. He suddenly remembered that Tang Zichen seemed to have left a book when he left. He hurriedly ran upstairs and opened the drawer of his bedroom.
Sure enough, there was a thick book inside. The leaves of the whole book were very delicate, moist and smooth. Each chapter was wrapped with edges, and the patterns were interwoven with gold and silver threads, which looked extremely mysterious and luxurious.
Especially the paper. As soon as I held it in my hand, I felt it was very strong and exuded a faint fragrance, as if it had been fumigated with some spices.
"This seems to be paper made of sheepskin and then fumigated with musk. I seem to have seen such a pattern of gold and silver threads in history class. It is the most pious temple monopoly in some Muslim countries in the Middle East, used to copy the Koran."
Although Wang Chao didn't study much, he was not completely ignorant after all. Looking at the gold and silver patterns on the paper, he remembered the introduction to this aspect that he occasionally saw in history books.
This book is three or four inches thick and has hundreds of pages. On the light blue cover, there are four characters written with a brush: "National Martial Arts Records". These four characters are round but sharp, and the signature below is Tang Zichen.
Opening the book, it is full of small characters written with a brush. Wang Chao flipped through it briefly. Most of the first half of the book is about actual fighting methods and killing techniques, and then combined with a series of precise human body patterns. The nervous system of each part of the human body, the connection of bones and joints, the structure of internal organs, how to use the bright and dark forces to strike and kill quickly, are all displayed.
These pictures are more accurate than the physical anatomy under a microscope. I don't know how Tang Zichen drew them.
In the last hundred pages, Tang Zichen drew some postures of the "thump" punch in Tai Chi, as well as the fixed elbow and other fighting skills in Bajiquan, the arm turning force in Tongbeiquan, and some other boxing techniques. They are not introduced in full, but scattered, just for practical use.
Then, the font suddenly became larger. It turned out that Tang Zichen copied a Lanting Preface by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi with a brush at the end of the book.
Each character was written with great force, and even Wang Chao, who could not write calligraphy, could feel the profound artistic conception in the characters.
However, the book was not finished at the end. The copy of the Lanting preface only wrote "later readers", and the last sentence "will also be moved by this article" was not written, as if waiting for someone to take it up.
After reading it, Wang Chao packed up the book and prepared to study it carefully later. Then he fell asleep and slept until the next day before dawn. He packed up the house keys and door cards, took a deep look at the big villa, and got up to go home.
Although Tang Zichen gave him this house, he knew he could not afford to live in it. He didn't know how much the property management fee would be every month. It's better to get out early to avoid trouble with others. There is also a car in the garage. Wang Chao can't drive it, so he naturally lets it park in it.
Besides, these are all left by Tang Zichen. Wang Chao said that they must be kept well and not moved around.
Time flies, and the whole summer vacation has passed in a blink of an eye. School has started again. It's the third year of high school, and the college entrance examination is imminent. The atmosphere in the school has become tense. But Wang Chao doesn't care about all this. So far, he is only interested in two things.
One is to compete with Captain Cao, the father of the squad leader Cao Jingjing, to avenge the last time. The second is how to get money, otherwise he can't afford to live in the house left by Tang Zichen in the future. And he will need money urgently in his future life.
Wang Chao thought a lot about how to make money, but found that none of them were useful, and the boxing he learned seemed to be only used for robbery.
But Wang Chao didn't want to rob for the time being. The last time he beat those gangsters, most of it was for revenge, and grabbing money was just a casual rip-off.
"Let's find Captain Cao for revenge first." After thinking for many days, Wang Chao still fulfilled his first wish first.
On the way home from school that night, Wang Chao secretly followed Cao Jingjing. He planned to find Cao Jingjing's home, and then, at the right time, stop Captain Cao and have a fight.
The street was brightly lit at night, and the weather was very hot and humid. Wang Chao slowly followed Cao Jingjing without her noticing.
After turning a few streets, just when Cao Jingjing was about to enter an alley, suddenly, a van passed by from the side and stopped in the blink of an eye. Two or three big men rushed out of it and rushed up, one covering her mouth, one grabbing her hands, and one lifting her feet.
Cao Jingjing didn't even have time to scream before she was caught in the car.
"Kidnapped?" Wang Chao reacted immediately.