Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"It's not a taboo, but they are all big-bellied men, and the portions are generous, unlike here, there are not a few mouthfuls of food on the table."

"Come on, I'll order hard dishes at night. For cold dishes, I'll make marinated peanuts, pork head meat, boiled chicken, and cold jellyfish. For hot dishes, I'll make beef stew with potatoes, braised eggplant, governor's tofu, and a carp, steamed. Do you think it's suitable?"

Uncle Zhao laughed

"Hey guy! You're young, and your skills are pretty good. No problem. I'll do the grocery shopping in the afternoon. I'll help you when it's over."

"Why, who is a good crafter?"

As he said that, he saw Sun Lutang walk in and saw Wang Xuebin laying hands on his hands. He was surprised and said, "Yo, Xuebin can still cook, haha, it's pretty good, you won't be hungry anywhere you go."

When Wang Xuebin heard this, he also smiled and said: "I have been greedy since I was a child. I like to eat, so I like to cook. Don't look at me now. When I was the fattest, I was more than 350 catties. It's useless. It took a lot of effort to reduce it!"

Sun Lutang and Uncle Zhao were startled when they heard this, they really couldn't associate the tall and strong guy in front of them with a fat man weighing three hundred catties,

"Hey guy, you're scary enough, three hundred catties, you're the third of me!"

Uncle Zhao sighed while cooking.

Sun Lutang nodded when he heard this, and said, "It's okay, I practice boxing later, you won't be able to gain weight even if you want to."

Then he looked at Wang Xuebin again and said.

"I'll teach you how to punch this afternoon. Be diligent when practicing, and tell me quickly if you have any problems."

Sun Lutang was afraid that the child would hurt his body while losing weight.

Because he practiced martial arts since he was a child, he has actually seen all kinds of injuries due to improper martial arts training, and he was afraid that this new child would have such hidden dangers.

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After drinking and eating, Sun Lutang waited for Wang Xuebin to pack up the dishes and motioned him to follow him to the courtyard.

Sitting on a stone bench under the shade of a tree, Wang Xuebin made a pot of tea with the teapot on the stone table, poured two cups, offered one cup to the master, and put the other cup in front of him without drinking. Listen respectfully,

Sun Lutang looked at his disciple's winking behavior, nodded in satisfaction and asked.

"How old is Bin this year?"

Wang Xuebin returned to the

"24 years old this year"

In fact, counting the years he traveled through, he is already 27 years old, but after all, his age after time travel is still calculated according to the current world, so he is simply younger.

Sun Lutang was also a little surprised when he heard it, because Wang Xuebin was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he never thought that he was already twenty-four, so he asked again.

"Oh, 24, did you ever get married?"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and returned to

"Never married."

"Oh! That's fine, why don't you have a wife if you are a man? When you have achieved something in your studies, I will be your teacher and secure a matchmaker for you."

After finishing speaking, he stroked his beard proudly, turned his head and saw the apprentice looking at him nervously, and asked strangely: "What's the matter, what does it look like to be so coy, and ask if you have anything to say."

Wang Xuebin lifted the teapot to refill the master's teacup, and then asked.

"Master, is there an age requirement for practicing martial arts? I have heard that it is best to practice martial arts from an early age. When you grow up, your bones will be shaped and you will not be able to practice."

"Haha, how much do you know about martial arts?"

Sun Lutang laughed haha ​​when he heard the words, and then asked back.

Wang Xuebin thought for a while and said:

"When I was young, I was taught a set of boxing techniques by a soldier, but it was not systematic. Others were just a few words from the scriptures and my own private speculation."

"Oh" Sun Lutang asked with interest when he heard this, "Do you still remember that boxing technique?"

Wang Xuebin thought for a while and said, "I probably remember it!"

After speaking, he stood up and made a gesture of the military boxing he learned during his elementary school military training.

When Wang Xuebin was in junior high school, the school did not organize military training, and when he was in poor health in high school, he did not participate in military training.

By the time he was in college, he had already weighed more than 300 kilograms, and the Achilles tendon in his oppressed foot was inflamed.

In addition, the instructor was afraid of his physical problems, so he only asked him to focus on training and tidying up his housework.

In the practical part, he was also asked to be a trainee, and he didn't dare to let him train with him.

Therefore, his memory of military training only stays in elementary school.

Relying on his memory, Wang Xuebin roughly sketched the movements of the military boxing.

After reading it, Sun Lutang thought for a moment, stood up, and practiced a set of military boxing, the moves were much sharper than Wang Xuebin's standard.

Wang Xuebin stared blankly at his master's martial art boxing, feeling suspicious of life.

Because he knows that his playing is not standard, after all, it has been so many years.

But Sun Lutang's punches were exactly the same as in his memory.

After Sun Lutang punched, he got up, sat back on the stool and said:

"Yes, this set of boxing has the foundation of Nanquan and Shaolin boxing. The master who taught you must have practiced Nanquan. Simplifying the movements and only keeping the way of beating and catching is also a good boxing method."

Wang Xuebin scratched his head and said: "The disciple was young at that time, and he never cared about these things, and he hasn't practiced in these years."

Sun Lutang waved his hands and explained: "It's okay. Martial arts training is not as young as possible. When you are young, you don't understand the true meaning, but practicing martial arts is prone to mistakes. Generally, it is only when you are eighteen or nineteen years old that you have mature bones and mature thoughts. The best grade for practicing martial arts."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Xuebin and said: "You don't have to worry, 24 years old is not too late, just practice hard."

After speaking, he stood up again, called Wang Xuebin to him, and said, "Come on, today I will punch you!"

Chapter 9 Teaching Arts

Open boxing is an old tradition of traditional martial arts. The master explains the ins and outs of boxing to the apprentices, and gives the apprentices the basics of practice. From then on, there will be another apprentice in the school to inherit the martial arts.

From then on, the apprentice must work hard and not fall into the prestige of the master's sect. From then on, he has entered the sect and can call himself a master's disciple.

As for the apprenticeship ceremony, it is only done by true disciples, and it needs to be advertised widely, which means that from now on, I will fill in another apprentice, and I hope that all colleagues will take care of it.

Therefore, one is internal and the other is external, and it is still the meaning of accepting disciples.

Standing in front of Wang Xuebin, Sun Lutang stared at him like lightning, and said: "If you miss school for the sake of being a teacher, you like to practice martial arts. You don't want to be brave enough to surpass others, but you only want to be beneficial to health. Martial arts practice That is to say, for more than fifty years now, I have combined the essentials of Xingyi, Taiji, and Bagua, and now I have inherited the virtues of my ancestors, and I will briefly describe them."