On the train from Shanghai to Nanjing.

Inside the sleeper.

Zhou Zhou looked around boredly, and Tang Weilu sat opposite him.

———————What am I doing!

Zhou Zhou recalled what happened recently and was very bored. He had already asked for leave from the school, Laura successfully entered the Jingwu Sect, and Rachel and Shaman went to Japan. It seemed that everything was done, but one thing was not very satisfactory. That was, he had been wasting so much time and finally got to be a disciple of Tang Weilu, but he didn't learn anything. If you follow the fables, you have to learn to fetch water first and chop wood for three years, you don't know how long it will take to wait.

Tang Weilu noticed that Zhou Zhou was obviously absent-minded, so he asked, "Zhou Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. But Zhou Zhou hesitated for two seconds and finally said directly: "Master, when will we start learning Xingyiquan?"

"So you're thinking about this. Let's start learning now."

Zhou Zhou blinked in surprise and asked, "What are you learning? It's not just running on the top of the train."

He thought of the plot in the Assassin League, where the super killer and rookie chased on the top of the train, in order to practice reaction and shooting.

Tang Weilu was stunned for a moment and asked back: "Why are you going to the top of the train? How dangerous is the train going? Why do you want to get there?"

"No, no." Zhou Zhou waved his hand awkwardly and explained: "I used to hear rumors that running on a train could practice reactions."

Don Weilu laughed.

Zhou Zhou quickly interrupted Tang Weilu who was laughing endlessly and couldn't wait to say, "Master, stop laughing, let's get to the point first."

Tang Weilu stopped laughing for a long time and gasped, "You take off your clothes first."

Zhou Zhou's entire face suddenly became petrified.

——————————Isn’t it necessary to pick up soap?

"Why are you still standing there? I will teach you how to walk through hundreds of acupoints first."

"Go to the hundred acupoints?" Hearing that it was not a kid, Zhou Zhou immediately started taking off his clothes. When he was bare-shirting and was about to take off his pants, Tang Weilu quickly stopped him and said, "You don't have to take off all of them." Then he clenched his right hand into a fist, and his index finger bone protruded, and pressed it on the middle acupoint in the middle of Zhou Zhou's chest.

Zhou Zhou screamed in pain.

Tang Weilu ignored it, and his knuckles were scraping under Zhou Zhou's chest and pressing more acupoints one after another.

Zhou Zhou screamed as if he had been molested. Ten minutes later, Tang Weilu's "massage" ended, and Zhou Zhou had a lot of red dots all over his body, which were all pressed by Tang Weilu.

"From the future, you have to press this every night until you get used to it."

"Every day!" Zhou Zhou jumped up like a cat with his tail stepped on, and then asked, "I know I'm a little anxious, but Master, you can't take such revenge!"

Tang Weilu's face? The slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slight

Let the neural networks related to fists get used to impact. Over time, fists will become numb and get used to pain when hitting the sandbag. Moreover, due to the compensation effect, the bone muscles become more tough. There is a saying online that it is said that hitting the sandbag will cause the fist nerve to be necrotic, and then the hands will be disabled when you are old. But this is simply a mess. If you are disabled, it should be broken during practice, which exceeds the compensation recovery ability. It is unreasonable to break until you are old.

For example, Li Shuwen, a master of Bajiquan, is also very good at hard skills. He once destroyed the tree at his doorstep, but he never heard of any problems with his old age.

The nervous system has a function called habituation. After the nerve synapses are constantly weakly stimulated, the nerve potential will decrease and become insensitive. The macroscopic manifestation is that the puppy is shaking the bell and tells the puppy to eat. After shaking the bell many times, the puppy will be numb to the ringtone.

The human brain is composed of a large number of nerves, so the living habits of infants and young children show this habit. For example, children are curious about everything, while adults are not surprised by anything.

The same principle is the same when punching a sandbag with fists and walking on hundreds of points, which allows the muscles and bones to be fast and strong, and at the same time adapt to pain.

While Zhou Zhou was thinking randomly, Tang Weilu changed the subject and said, "I know what you are thinking. You are afraid that I will hide one hand. After all, many teachers are like this now. They teach their disciples and starve their master to death. Didn't they say that? But I don't think I know much, so there is no need to hide it like this. Do you know why I came out of Ninghe and searched for masters?"

Zhou Zhou shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Tang Weilu sighed and said, "Because I encountered a barrier, when I was in Ninghe, I found that my kung fu reached the barrier. I just didn't know how to practice again and where is the future. They said I am the most powerful person in Ninghe. But I think the end point is not there, so I went out of Ninghe and wanted to visit famous teachers. Take a look and learn more."

Zhou Zhou looked at Tang Weilu's sad face as old as an old farmer, and suddenly thought about what would happen if he handed the fighting boxing score he had summarized to Tang Weilu! (Zhou Zhou copied it before) Can it inspire more inspiration for Tang Weilu?

Do it immediately when you think about it.

Zhou Zhou immediately stood up, pulled out his suitcase from under the seat, and took out a thick booklet under Tang Weilu's curious eyes and presented it with respectfully.

"Master, I have a fighting boxing book here. It records the boxing techniques of Southeast Asia, Japan and the West. They are fragmentary and unsystematic. Maybe it will be of some help to you."

Tang Weilu took it curiously, looked it up, and it became fascinating when he saw it.

The boxing guide summarized by Zhou Zhou and Laura is also profound at all, but it is more broad and has a new content, which is completely another fighting system.

Tang Weilu looked at it for more than three hours. During this period, Zhou Zhou kept thinking about the train robbery in various movies. In novels of the Republic of China, he often met Sun Yat-sen and other things on the train. There were also martial arts masters chasing in the carriage. By the way! JK Rowling had Harry Potter's preliminary concept on the train.

Before I knew it, the train arrived at the station.

On the platform, when Zhou Zhou was carrying his luggage down to the platform, he glanced around and accidentally saw a woman.

Laura!

I saw Laura wearing a European-style close-fitting dress, a top hat, a tall figure, a thin nose tube, a pair of gold wire glasses, and a gentle and gentle look.

This is not right! Laura should be in Shanghai!

The passengers getting on and off the bus quickly separated Zhou Zhou's sight. When the crowd dispersed, Laura's trace was gone.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Weilu looked at the direction Zhou Zhou had been looking at.

"It's nothing. I just saw an acquaintance. By the way, Master, why are there so many foreigners on this train?"

"They should be here to attend the National Games in two months."

"This is the first time I have heard of the National Games. Can foreigners participate in the National Games? " Zhou Zhou said.

"Of course, it's not to participate as an athlete. It's to be a referee. Because this is the first National Games. Many people have no experience and there is not enough referees, so they borrowed a lot of referees from foreign teachers in various schools..."

"Master, why do you know everything?"

"I don't know how to be your master."

They walked and chatted, and before they knew it, they arrived at the port, changed into large sea boats, went up along China's East China Sea, bypassed the Shandong Peninsula, and finally arrived at the port in Tianjin.

At the port, Zhou Zhou and his team met the people who came to greet the Tongmenghui.
Chapter completed!