Chapter 101 [Eliminate hidden dangers]

My depression directly led to the increase in the workload of the buck periodontal week. In the next two days, I had no time to go to Huaxing Company to start a company. Recruiting and selecting talents. Basically, I just simply read it out, and most of it was given to the buck periodontal week.

The place I stayed the most was my senior brother’s martial arts hall. I spent most of the two days in my senior brother’s martial arts hall. I even returned to the kind of days I used to be in the gym in the repair yard, practicing martial arts and boxing every day. The senior brother saw that I was very depressed and knew that I had something to do, but the senior brother was not a woman and would not bother me.

He examined my current physical condition and my current level of kung fu, and then did not make much comments, but just sighed: "How did you get through these years?"

Looking at his frowning, I knew that the eldest brother was a little dissatisfied with my current situation. He thought my current level was a bit weaker.

I blushed slightly.

Originally, with my skills, I was much better than ordinary people... Not to mention anything else, when I was escaping, I could fight against more than a dozen people on the streets of Guangzhou alone! Then I could escape alive! With my current skills, if I could deal with seven or eight big men, I could win. But if I asked me to deal with seven or eight big men with swords, I would probably lose.

I am a human, not a superman. Even those who know martial arts are just better than ordinary people. But if you want to hit a hundred, hit a palm, fly sand and rocks... that's a movie.

If it is an ordinary fight, I will deal with seven or eight strong men alone. I can take ruthless measures to defeat two or three people as soon as possible and cause serious injuries to the other party. This is mainly to attack the other party's beliefs... I am more cruel than others and more fierce than others, and this is the most critical thing. As long as I kill two or three people as soon as possible, the remaining people will be afraid, their fighting spirit will collapse and they will choose to retreat and escape.

However, if the other party takes the initiative to fight me, if both sides fight to the death, it will be a bit difficult for me to deal with seven or eight strong men. Even if I win, I will be injured.

Moreover, if the other party has a knife or other weapon in his hand, I will only be able to fight and run away.

It was like on the streets of Guangzhou, I was alone in dealing with more than a dozen big men in the swordsmanship. Although I tried my best to kill a few, I was seriously injured and had to choose to escape.

This is the real "kung fu", there are not so many gorgeous and magical special effects. Because this is not a movie.

Or another fact that may make most people discourage: Even the real Huang Feihong in history, a recognized generation of martial arts masters, and one of the representative figures of Chinese martial arts in the late Qing Dynasty, was not as exaggerated as those filmed in those movies.

In the real history, Master Huang Feihong is indeed proficient in martial arts and is a famous master of his generation. However, when he fights with others, he is not that kind of superman... There is real record in history. At most, he has a group battle. He defeated forty-seven bullies and thugs alone.

One vs forty-seven.

This is already the record of the most powerful one in the record. Even if you just want to pull out the top martial arts strongman in China, who dares to say that you can defeat forty-seven people by yourself?

However, for those heroes who are good at martial arts can always hold a knife or sword, and even face hundreds of people, they can easily win... those are all fake.

Let’s make the simplest explanation: to defeat an ordinary person, the so-called “destroy”, is not simply to let him fall down. Instead, to really beat the opponent until he temporarily loses his combat ability! to hurt the opponent, or to knock the opponent out directly.

Anyone who knows how to fight a little knows that the opponent can truly temporarily lose the ability to continue fighting is to use heavy punches or heavy hands to hit the opponent's vital parts or fragile parts of the body.

OK, I'll assume that if you knock down a person, you need to use a heavy punch. Note that it is not an ordinary punch, but a heavy punch!! That is, similar to the "heavy hand" I used before, or the "backhand heavy punch" used by professional boxers. Such gravity attacks consume a huge amount of power to attack people and earth! (And, in real actual combat, don't expect each punch to defeat an opponent - do you think dozens of people on the other side are standing there and letting you hit a living target?)

OK, then completely defeating forty-seven people, even theoretically, at least forty-seven heavy punches will be required!!

Forty-seven heavy punches, what is this?!

The pressure that human bones, muscles, ligaments, muscle bonds and can withstand is limited!!

Every heavy punch must be issued with all your strength, so... imagine...

Or some people don’t understand it, so it’s very simple. Go find a sandbag, then hold the sandbag, use your greatest strength to hit the sandbag, and see how many "heavy punches" you can hit! I promise, if you hit seven or eight punches at most, your arms will lose strength!!

Maybe after seven or eight punches, you said you can still fight... but you can measure it yourself. After you finish seven or eight punches, the strength of your arm can still be swung... How much lethality is left for such a punch?

Even if you don’t have a sandbag, it’s very simple. When you swing your fists hard against the air, you have to punch each punch with all your strength... At most, you will feel that the fists you swung out are as soft as cotton.

Forty-seven consecutive heavy punches, and ensure that both fists can completely "knock down" a strong man!!

Such combat power is simply terrifying!!

Let’s do another calculation... an excellent boxer will have about 100 kilograms of strength when he punches a heavy punch. This number is quite conservative. Anyone who has studied physics knows that the effect of strength is mutual. In other words, you knock down one hundred kilograms of strength on the other side, and your own arm will also bear 100 kilograms of strength!

Forty-seven heavy punches, OK, forty-seven heavy punches, each punch of 100 kilograms, the total amount is...4,700 kilograms!!

What is this concept?!

In other words, even if you can punch forty-seven times, your own arm will have to bear 4,700 kilograms of strength in a very short period of time... Your arm will be completely destroyed!!

So, one vs forty-seven, and finally you can win. Although it is much inferior to the exaggerated shooting in those movies... but in fact, it is already extremely terrifying in combat power!!

And I am naturally far from that kind of combat power. If I were just a simple fight, I could use heavy hands and intimidation methods to drive seven or eight strong men away... Note that it was to fight, not to knock them down. If both sides fought desperately, I had the ability to win, but I would definitely be injured.

If both sides take the knife, and the other party has a strong fighting will, and it is a belief that I must kill... Then I will lose. If I am smart, I will resist for a while. Take action to kill one or two of the opponent, and then run away before I lose my ability to escape!!

Even if I am willing to fight to the death, the best result will be a loss! I will probably have a lot of luck if I kill the other party.

This is my true strength at the moment.

To be honest, I am actually very satisfied. Martial arts are not as exaggerated as the legendary ones. Moreover, with my current combat power, I am already recognized as the number one expert in the big circle. Even Siro, in front of me, only lasted for ten minutes without taking heavy measures.

And I have always been proud of my skills. But at the same time, I also think that practicing kung fu to my level is enough.

Keep practicing. No matter how strong it is, it may not be of much use.

After all, it is not ancient times. Even if I practiced to the level of Huang Feihong, I can still win with a 47-game challenge. What's the use? A child, as long as the opportunity is right, a pistol can kill me.

I am very satisfied with my current level.

However, I am not afraid of knowing the goods, but I am afraid of comparing goods!! Comparing people with others can make people angry! After a little bit of hand, I fully experienced the huge gap between me and him!

My master did not lie to me back then. Over the years, the gap between me and my senior brother has become increasingly wider and bigger! Although I was just practicing, after a few encounters, the senior brother was obviously useless, but in my heart, I felt a sense of powerlessness!

This feeling is almost the same as when facing Master!!

Or, the current senior brother, his kung fu has reached the level of his master back then.

So, when my senior brother expressed his dissatisfaction with my level, I did not refute. Even though I was a little complacent before, I was a little depressed now.

I originally thought that even if I was not a match for my senior brother, I could at least hold on for a while, or force him to take serious action against me.

Now it seems that my kung fu is probably less than 30% of his.

"You have been abandoned in the past few years." The eldest brother frowned. After he let me over, he reached out and pulled me up: "Do you know? In fact, your ground bones are very good. I even think that if you are willing to work hard in the past few years, you can't beat me, but you should be able to win when you meet the second and third brothers, but now it seems that you are far worse than them."

"No," I smiled bitterly.

"Practice martial arts, you must know how to cultivate yourself!" The eldest brother sighed, frowned, and looked stern: "Smoking, drinking, and other things... will destroy your body. I didn't ask you to be a monk, nor did I let you not drink or smoke. But to be honest, it's better to be less involved in those things. The simplest truth is that smoking can cause damage to your lungs. Although such damage is accumulated over time, your lung capacity will definitely be damaged... Although you are not lazy on weekdays, it is always bad over time. There is also alcohol..."

I smiled bitterly and shook my hand: "Senior brother, okay, I know everything. But after all, I am not determined to be a martial arts master. My current skill is always enough to settle down."

But the senior brother looked stern and scolded, "Nonsense! Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!! You are almost like taking advantage of your old fortune now! If you don't work hard, when your physical skills begin to deteriorate in the future, it will be useless for you to regret it!!!" He paused for a moment and said in an irresistible tone: "Don't talk nonsense. Starting tomorrow, you come to me to practice for three hours every afternoon!! In this way, in two months, I can train your kung fu to the best state of your current level. After that, if you want to continue practicing, I can consider teaching you other kung fu. If you don't want to practice, I will give you a plan to practice with a slightly lighter intensity. If you practice according to this method, even if you are old in the future, you can maintain your state for several more years."

He looked at me. Although he had a stern face, his eyes were obviously very meaningful. He patted my shoulder: "Chen Yang, you have suffered too many injuries! Look at you, there are so many scars and gunshot wounds on your body. Don't think that if you are cured now, it will be fine! Western medicine is just a symptom treatment! But in fact, your body's functions have been damaged! You are young now, but when you are old, these injuries will really kill you! In the most common saying, you have suffered too many injuries, which has hurt your vitality!! You are just young now, good health, good foundation, and can still withstand it. But when you are old in the future... Humph, do you want to become the kind of wounds on your body when it rains?"

He glanced at me: "Look at your current body, hum. You can jump or jump now, but I tell you that you will have to live in a wheelchair until you are fifty!"

My heart was chilling and my face changed!!

"Is it... so exaggerated?" I felt like I was even smiling reluctantly. But I knew that my senior brother was a person who never likes to joke. Since he said that, he was definitely not scaring me!

"Hmph. Look at the retired boxers, those soldiers who have been injured and retired, what they look like when they are old." The senior brother looked at me and said slowly: "Listen to me. Starting tomorrow, you have to practice well. If you don't practice, you will have no chance. Do what I said, at least you will not suffer when you get old. You can still stay like a normal person."

I imagined that I had to be in a wheelchair since I was fifty... I couldn't help but feel cold, my whole body trembled, and quickly agreed, "Okay, I'll start practicing with you tomorrow."

The next day, I came to my senior brother’s martial arts hall as promised to meet him. Not only did I come, I also brought the hammer.

I am still a little selfish. Although the elder brother doesn’t like what I do now, he has such a master who is almost comparable to his master’s skills. If he is willing to teach my men one move and half a stance, then the abilities of my direct brothers around me will be greatly improved!

Although Qiao Qiao's departure made me sad, it made me feel more depressed... I just vented all this depression on practicing martial arts, so I seemed to work extra hard.

My senior brother didn't say much about the hammer I brought, but just casually asked his apprentice to take the hammer down to change his clothes, and then asked the hammer to stance.

Seeing Hammer looking indifferent, I sighed in my heart: Boy, just wait and suffer.

Humph, do you think it’s easy to stance?

Sure enough, I was still doing activities with my senior brother. After punching twice, the hammer in the distance could no longer bear it.

"Your subordinate is in good health. He is very strong, but lacks flexibility." The senior brother glanced at me: "Don't think I don't know what you are going to do, and don't want me to teach you what skills to do."

I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when I heard this, but then my senior brother said, "I can't teach Kung Fu, but I can help you to train him a little... Humph, his big guy has become rigid in his muscles and has a beautiful posture, but it's not very useful. Let him follow you every day in the future, so that he can become more sensitive, and it's still okay."

I was relieved.

The three-hour training actually passed quickly. The senior brother and I practiced two rounds of boxing, and then he took me to the house behind and let me lie on the bed. Then, just like when I was a child, the senior brother took out a ceramic jar, poured out ointment from it, and applied a large piece of it on his hands. Then he rubbed his hands for a long time, and the palms of his palms were red!

Then the senior brother used his special technique to give me an hour of massage!

The senior brother’s massage technique is very unique. When I was a child, I didn’t care about these details when he gave me a massage, but now when I enjoyed his massage again, I realized a little uniqueness.

His hands were patting, grabbing, pinching, and pressing. The techniques changed in a variety of ways, which were extremely fast and extremely fast, and there was no pause along the way!

I took off all my clothes and only wore a pair of shorts. As my senior brother's hands passed by the muscles on my back, I seemed to feel a hint of heat! Of course, I knew that this was the medicinal power. But I couldn't help but experience the internal power in martial arts novels...

And often, his fingers seemed to just swing, and somewhere in my bones would clatter... After the hour of massage time, I only felt refreshed and unspeakable relaxation!! Even my body seemed to be a little lighter.

And look at the senior brother again. He had sweat on his forehead, a little tired in his eyebrows, and his breathing was a little heavy.

"Okay, don't move around for now. Lying down." The senior brother pressed me down, and then he walked out of the room. After a moment, he brought a bowl of Chinese medicine. I smelled the strong smell and my heart trembled.

The medicine is hot. Obviously, my senior brother has made a lot of preparations for me!

"Drink it. It's good for your health." My senior brother handed the bowl to me. I felt a warm heart, and I looked at my senior brother's sweaty look. I felt as if something was about to flow out of my eyes. I quickly took it, lowered my head, and drank it all in a few sips.

"From the future, I will drink a bowl every day, and Guben Peiyuan." The senior brother smiled. He watched me sit up from the bed after drinking the medicine, with a hint of comfort in his eyes.

This feeling is probably family affection.

I felt so excited that I couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother. I won't leave today, so I'll live with you. I want to eat the winter melon and rib soup you made tonight... We two brothers will drink together and chat all night."

The senior brother was stunned for a moment, then laughed and dragged me up from the bed hard: "You want to drink winter melon and pork rib soup, so I'll ask someone to buy it. I'll just make it for you to eat at night... But if you live here, forget it. Well, I heard that you have a girlfriend now, so you'd better go back and live, haha. So my brother and sister will not be unhappy."

After pausing, he smiled and said, "One other day, bring your girlfriend for the senior brother to see."

I nodded quickly and agreed.
To be continued...