Puffy!

Yu Yin was woken up by a sound.

Before dawn, Yu Yin came off the bed with her clothes and almost stepped on the wooden basin by the window. He touched the black and went to the door, opened the door, and saw Zhou Yannu and Yang Erjiu and his wife were both there.

Zhang Erjie held up a torch and illuminated the courtyard.

Under Yan Nu's command, Yang Erjiu inserted wooden stakes as thick as bowls into the yard. While Yan Nu helped, he would push the wooden stakes from time to time to see if they were inserted properly.

Yu Yin yawned and said vaguely: "Sister Jiuer, what are you doing?"

"Brother Xiao Yi, come here and try it."

"What are you trying!"

"Try this pile to be firmly inserted?"

Yu Yin rubbed his eyes and walked past, came to the stake and stopped, reached out and pushed it twice, then nodded to Yan Nu.

“Very strong!”

"Then try it?"

“Have you tried it?”

Zhou Yannu smiled and said, "I mean, let Brother Xiaoyi go up and tick a horse."

"ah?"

This sentence immediately made Yu Yin wake up. Eighteen wooden stakes as thick as bowls looked messy, but they were arranged in an orderly manner in the direction of the Hetu Luoshu. Although I had never practiced it, I had watched many movies in my previous life. How could Yu Yin not see the real use of these wooden stakes? These are wooden stakes for practicing skills, but I don’t know what the name of the wooden stake is. Could it be that this is set for me?

"Brother Xiao Yi, this is the Arhat Stump created by my father. It is a special practice of standing stumps that are among the eight flashes and twelve flutes."

It was indeed designed for me!

Yu Yin immediately pulled her face down...

Yesterday, Yan Nu said he would let him practice martial arts, and he agreed vaguely.

I thought I could fool it, but seeing this, Yan Nu seemed to be really moving and asked him to practice seriously. The problem is that Yu Yin really knows nothing about this thing. How to practice? How to practice?

Just when he didn't know what to do, Yan Nu started to explain.

It turned out that these eight flashes and twelve turns were created by Zhou Tong's combination of his own fists and feet and the sumo wrestling techniques left by Yu Fei. Zhou Tong inherited Tan Zhengfang, a master of Shaolin, belonged to the Wen family, and also came from a famous family.

Since the Northern Song Dynasty, Shaolin patriarchal law has been widely circulated and has created theories of four schools and ten schools.

The so-called four schools are Chi, Bo, stupid, and Wen.

The ten schools represent ten types of boxing, namely Hong, Liu, Branch, Name, Grind, Bullet, Check, Cannon, Flower, and Dragon.

Zhou Tong is a disciple of the Wen family among the four schools, and he learned three types of fists: branch, cannon and dragon.

"Eight flashes and twelve flips talk about weighting hands and feet, and highlighting legs.

The movements should be stretched and the posture should be large. The offense and defense methods should be obvious, the hard skills should be straight forward, fast and brave, and the long strike should be long and far. Especially for this leg skills, you should practice as flexible and changeable as your arms, and use them freely to be considered as passing the level.

My dad taught you that although he didn't teach any skills, he had already laid the foundation for you... You are born with divine power, you are so strong that you have long legs, which is suitable for these eight flashes and twelve-turning. In fact, the stances left by my uncle are also to allow you to practice these eight flashes and twelve-turning skills. If you talk about basic skills, Brother Xiao Yi played very solidly, so you don't need to work too much. The key is to learn how to nourish qi and exert strength."

While speaking, Yan Nu soared into the air and kicked a wooden stake, and heard a muffled sound from the stake.

The body swept up obliquely and landed on the stake.

"Brother Xiao Yi, let's see if I send you a trip first. If you don't understand anything, let's ask."

Before Yan Nu finished speaking, her body flashed and moved onto the Arhat stake. She was petite, so the boxing techniques she practiced were different. It was about flexibility, changeable, clean and neat, hard and soft, and it was difficult to measure the reality and reality.

A set of fists and feet makes it extremely beautiful.

Although Yu Yin did not understand boxing, after integrating all the soul marks of this body, Yu Yin's original memory has now been integrated into one. Therefore, he quickly understood the wonderfulness of Yan Nu's fists and feet, and couldn't help but nod. But if he had to say it well, he would probably not have made it clear.

After one trip, the Yan Nu just sat down on the ground like a clever swallow through the clouds.

"Brother Xiao Yi, it's your turn!"

"this……"

Yu Yin's face changed.

You can watch it, but let him practice it, it would be difficult for people to do it.

But looking at Yan Nu's look of expectation, she thought of her hard work and setting up the Arhat Stand. This intention cannot be disappointed. It's just practice, isn't it!

Closed his eyes, Yu Yin took a few deep breaths, imitated Yan Nu's appearance, and kicked the wooden stake in the air.

According to the actions Yan Nu had just demonstrated, he should have taken advantage of the force and jumped onto the wooden stake.

Unexpectedly, when he kicked the wooden stake as thick as a bowl, he kicked it into two pieces. He lost his balance in the air, screamed, and fell to the ground with a snap.

This fall was quite a fall.

"Did Brother Xiao Yi read the secret book carefully?"

"This..." Yu Yin sat up with a red face, looked at Yan Nu, and scratched her head, "I've been busy these days, so I don't have time to watch it. Why did you go up so easily just now, but I can't?"

In one sentence, it just rightly conceals the embarrassment.

Yan Nu said with a funny look: "How did Brother Xiao Yi forget the method of leveraging power? If you grow stronger, you can use your strength with one foot. How can you bear the wooden stake? You forgot that my uncle taught you when you were a child, is that the trick of leveraging power?"

"Well……"

Yu Yin rubbed his nose and lowered his head.

Borrowing power? Borrowing power?

This thing sounds like it is much more difficult than playing the piano!

After trying hard to recall it, he stood up again, and the appearance of scholar Yan Nu stepped into the air again.

He did not kick the stake in this kick.

But if the force is not used, there is naturally no way to borrow the force. So Yu Yin fell to the ground again.

Yan Nu frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and walked forward.

"Maybe Brother Xiao Yi has not practiced martial arts for a long time, so he did this.

If you do it again, I will help you, but Brother Xiaoyi’s kung fu has been regressing a lot, and he still needs to practice hard."

Although Yan Nu did not blame him, Yu Yin felt extremely ashamed.

He knew that this skill of leveraging power was correct, but his body seemed a little bulky and could not cooperate at once.

"Brother Xiao Yi accumulates strength like a bow, and exerts force like an arrow.

Hands, eyes, body techniques, steps, shoulders, elbows, wrists, and hips, and knees. The upper limbs are equipped with belt shoulders, shoulders, elbows, and hands with elbows; the lower limbs are equipped with belt hips, hips, and feet with legs... It's like this!"

Yan Nu took the lead and corrected Yu Yin's posture, and then demonstrated it again.

The warm little hand was placed on Yu Yin's waist, and a strange force was transmitted, telling him the skills of exerting force.

Balance, coordination?

Yu Yin thought to himself while feeling the faint fragrance of Yan Nu pressing against his body tightly, and was touching.

When playing the piano, you must also be coordinated.

Whether in sitting posture, your arms or your body, you must be in an extremely harmonious state.

He pondered for a moment, and suddenly followed Yan Nu's example, stepped on the wooden stake, silently pursuing the trick, his body suddenly rose and floated on the stake.

"Brother Xiao Yi, keep it steady.

It seems like rooting under your feet..."

Yan Nu was extremely happy and kept reminding him.

However, before he could finish speaking, Yu Yin's body shook and fell off the stake.

This time, it was much more ruthless than the previous two times. It only made Yu Yin's head blank.

Yan Nu showed surprise.

Walking forward and helping Yu Yin up, she asked softly, "Brother Xiao Yi, you're not a big deal."

"Not involved, no matter!"

Yu Yin finally returned to normal. Looking at the stake in front of him, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward again.

"I don't believe it. I can't practice this standing position."

Seeing Yu Yin successfully climbing the stake again and again, falling off the stake again and again, and then getting up and getting on the stake, Yan Nu finally smiled. This is the brother Xiao Yi in her memory who never admits defeat. Although she has become much unfamiliar with her skills, as long as she continues to practice, she can naturally recover.

Yan Nu instinctively found the reason for Yu Yin's unfamiliarity.

It must be the result of not practicing hard these days.

My father said it right. Practicing this skill is like sailing against the current. If you are negligent and negligent, you will immediately retreat...

Brother Xiao Yi is a living example!

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When it was bright and bright, Yu Yin sat on a bench, and the bone rack seemed to have scattered.
To be continued...