my body has no limits

Chapter 412
Yu Jinyan stretched out a hand, made a gesture of please, and then got ready to defend.

His own martial arts is relatively good at defense, and he likes to strike later.

Originally, this was a very difficult thing. I have always heard that it is a preemptive attack, but a second attack can only be controlled by others. How can you control someone when the fist is in the face?

Yang Ding also thinks the same way. He likes to be passive and will slap you all over your face first.

Yang Ding had already seen the image of his fist hitting Yu Jinyan's face, right on his nose, causing blood to flow out, his nose was tilted to one side, but it seemed like a sauce shop was opened, salty and sour , Get out of the hot hair.

When he raised his fist again, he just punched the eye socket and the tip of the eyebrow. The ridge of the eye was cracked and black beads burst out. It was like opening a shop of colorful silk, with red, black and purple all blooming out.

oops!The wisdom of the ancients!

Little brother, you need to have a tougher face.

But to Yang Ding's surprise, the picture he thought must appear did not appear.

Yu Jinyan really reacted the moment the fist was about to hit his face, not only that, he also reached out and grabbed Yang Ding's right fist, pulling along the trend, so that Yang Ding thought he would hit the air with a punch.

Next, Yu Jinyan let Yang Ding know that the Taijiquan he taught in physical education class when he was in school is not just for show, as long as it is practiced correctly, it is very powerful.

However, different from what the physical education teacher taught, Yu Jinyan's Taijiquan is mainly Paoquan and Whiphand, which are more powerful.

Four or two strokes of a thousand catties are powerful, if not for the huge gap between Yu Jinyan and Yang Ding in strength, maybe Yang Ding would be turned into a dog by him.

This further strengthened Yang Ding's mind. If you can hit a thousand catties with one force, I will hit you with ten thousand catties. I wonder if you can block it with four catties.

Beat you to death!
Ten minutes later, Yu Jinyan was out of breath, and when fighting Yang Ding, he had to use all his strength in every move and style.

He hadn't fought like this for a long time.

"Cool!"

Both Yang Ding and Yu Jinyan shouted in their hearts.

But Yu Jinyan still took the lead to stop, and there would be no results if he continued to fight. He could already see that Yang Ding still had some strength left.

"Little brother is strong, Yu is no match, why don't we just stop here?" Yu Jinyan cupped his hands, resolutely admit defeat.

Yang Ding didn't hold back either, "Okay, let's stop fighting, Brother Yu is also very strong, Tai Chi really deserves its reputation!"

Yang Ding walked down the steps, and he must not float away. Who knows if there are any old monsters in the country, and now he beats the young ones, be careful to go back and get beaten.

Yu Jinyan was modest: "I'm not good at learning, and I haven't got the essence of Tai Chi, so it's a joke for my little brother."

Yang Ding didn't think so, "Brother Yu doesn't need to be humble, we don't know each other, just call me Yang Ding."

Yu Jinyan knew that now was not the time to chat with Yang Ding, and he didn't argue with him, "Okay, Yang Ding, I wonder how my team members are doing now?"

Yang Ding knew from the battle just now that Yu Jinyan was a qualified leader, but he didn't care that he was so direct.

"Brother Yu, don't worry, the three of them are fine, I'll take you to wake them up."

Yang Ding took Yu Jinyan and Heng Heng to bring back the three of Peng He.

Yang Ding didn't lie, and there was nothing serious about the three of them, but headaches are certain, and Yang Ding's fists are not easy to bear.

Heng is still grinning and inhaling, he has received more punches than Yu Jinyan.

After releasing all three, Yang Ding took one in each hand, and Yu Jinyan lifted one, and brought them to the gate of the camp.

"Brother Yu, let's go in. You guys find a wooden house to rest first. We'll talk about it tomorrow if we have something to do."

Yu Jinyan was not polite: "Okay, good night."

"Good night."

It's almost four o'clock now, and Yang Ding felt that tomorrow's practice might be difficult.

But it doesn't matter, it's worth wasting a day to learn more about the extraordinary world.

The next day, Yang Ding got up and heard the sound of punching outside the wooden house, packed up his things and walked out the door.

Seeing Yu Jinyan punching in the open space in front of the wooden house, Yang Ding didn't say hello either.

Yesterday Yang Ding knew that Yu Jinyan was good at Tai Chi, and today he also practiced Tai Chi.

However, different from what he imagined, the Taijiquan that Yu Jinyan is playing now is not different from what he was taught in the school and the old men in the park.

He thought that Yu Jinyan's Tai Chi was like in the movies, that he could sweep the floor while boxing, and then draw a Tai Chi or something like that on the ground.

Yu Jinyan said, little brother, you think too much. The Taijiquan I practice is to strengthen my body and maintain my state.

Yang Ding stood by and watched Yu Jinyan perform Taijiquan three times before walking forward to say hello.

"Good morning, Brother Yu."

Yu Jinyan took a breath, then said with a smile: "It's still early, it's already noon."

"Ha ha……"

Yang Ding laughed. He was the second one to get up after the sun passed noon. The other four people were still recovering in the room.

He was very interested in Heng Heng. "It is said that monks do not eat after lunch. I wonder if little Master Heng Heng will be hungry today?"

Yu Jinyan looked at Yang Ding's sly look, smiled and said nothing.

Yang Ding didn't directly ask about boxing, but went to the wooden house next to him to take out some food. Chinese people like to talk at the dinner table, and Yang Ding is no exception.

During the meal, Yang Ding finally asked his doubts: "Brother Yu, why does the Tai Chi you practiced today look the same as those taught by our sports veterans?"

Yu Jinyan put down the chopsticks in his hand and explained to Yang Ding.

"The Taijiquan I practice belongs to the secret tradition of Wudang. It is an internal boxing that needs to be practiced together with boxing techniques and pile skills. Today, the Taijiquan I practice is a simplified version of the country's original promotion of self-cultivation in order to improve the physical fitness of the people."

Yang Ding still got up late. When he saw Yu Jinyan boxing, he had already finished practicing Zhuang Kung Fu, so he was curious that his boxing was the same as that of ordinary people.

The so-called practicing boxing without practicing kung fu will end up empty for a while, the body is the foundation, and the realm is the upper limit.

In other words, no matter how high the level of boxing is, Qi and blood are the foundation of combat effectiveness.

And for a martial artist who is also full of energy and blood, the realm is the upper limit of their strength.

The abundance of Yang Ding's qi and blood shocked even Yu Jinyan, who was practicing Neijiaquan.

After Yang Ding listened to Yu Jinyan's explanation, he said with some embarrassment: "Brother Yu, I wonder if your Wudang will accept lay disciples?"

Taoists should be called lay practitioners. Yang Ding does not expect to learn the essence of Tai Chi. The main thing is to learn some boxing realms and be able to fully utilize his physical strength.

"Take it, of course!" Yu Jinyan said excitedly.

This is a good thing!
A person like Yang Ding would have been the enemy of ten thousand people in ancient times. He discovered yesterday that Yang Ding was practicing military moves.

There are also shadows of Tai Chi in it.

It's not an inner disciple, but just learning from a master. Yu Jinyan is sure that his master will agree.

In order to confirm the facts, Yu Jinyan taught Yang Ding a set of eighteen Tai Chi moves in advance.

If you learn my boxing, you will be my junior brother, your status is fixed, and it is useless for others to grab it.

Unexpectedly, the elegant Yu Jinyan is also a scheming boy.

(End of this chapter)