Chapter 180 Martial Arts (15)

Zhang Xiaohu really carried a heavy ideological baggage.

During his time in the Piaomiao Sect, he was in a very difficult situation. Many decent disciples thought that he joined the Piaomiao Sect through nepotism, and they treated him neither coldly nor coldly, and even said bad things to him; Then he sharpened his head and wanted to have a relationship with him, which made him extremely disgusted. But even if he was disgusted, after all, he had just joined the Piaomiao Sect. He really didn't know where others were coming from, so he didn't dare to offend him casually.

Therefore, his life in the Miao Miao Sect was very difficult, and it was a helpless move to close the door.

For Zhang Xiaohu, these difficulties in life and interpersonal relationships are just an aspect. The key is that after Wen Wenhai brought him into the Piaomiao Sect, he ignored him and allowed him to fend for himself. We had seen him before. After a few meetings, he asked Zhang Xiaohua for "Mang Niu Jin", and then they kept away from each other. Even if they did meet, they would not talk about martial arts training. This made Zhang Xiaohu very confused and unable to understand the master's thoughts.

Time passed like this little by little.

Until today, when I saw Zhang Xiaohua showing off her power in the ring and fighting evenly with the disciples of the Miao Miao Sect, Zhang Xiaohu's Five Flavor Pingteries were truly overthrown!

Zhang Xiaohu had always thought that he was well-off, more talented than his younger brother, and that he was a long way ahead of him in martial arts training. But today, he saw that he was wrong, very wrong. His younger brother had already Running to the front and leaving himself far behind, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. To say it was jealousy, maybe it was a bit jealous, but after all, this was his biological younger brother. Seeing his progress in Zhang Xiaohu's eyes, the main thing was that he was surprised and pitied himself, thinking about his own situation, thinking about himself With his stagnant martial arts, he seemed to feel suffocated. Yes, it was like an invisible hand was strangling his neck, making him unable to breathe.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't like this feeling very much. In order to vent his depression, he returned to the small courtyard, closed the door, and worked hard to practice his best Liuhe Fist. Only then did he gain some confidence to comfort his somewhat hurt heart.

As for the reason for this injury, Zhang Xiaohu had to admit from the bottom of his heart that it was really not because he saw that his younger brother's martial arts was better than his own. It was because he felt from the bottom of his heart that his martial arts was too low. With an ordinary appearance and a humble background, I really can't come up with anything that can impress that person. How can I attract other people's attention like this?

The more Zhang Xiaohu thought this way, the sadder he felt, and the sadder his heart became, the more he couldn't stop his hands. He didn't stop until Zhang Xiaohua knocked on the door and called him. He was covered in sweat, as if from water. Fish it out!

Zhang Xiaohu's reason is far-fetched and practical.

Zhang Xiaohua didn't know how to answer him.

If it were ordinary martial arts, he would definitely teach it to his second brother without hesitation, but apart from the Beidou Shenquan, all the other martial arts he learned were from the Piaomiao sect. Gang leader Ou made it very clear that he could not teach them to others, only He can practice on his own, and what he relies on in the ring, besides the Piaomiao Steps, is the North Star Fist, and the thousand-jin power of his own arms.

For Zhang Xiaohu, these cannot be copied. Beidou Shenquan is not the key to defeating the enemy, and it is not what Zhang Xiaohu is willing to learn. He would rather practice his own Liuhe Fist.

Zhang Xiaohua sighed, not knowing how to comfort her second brother.

Think about it, Zhang Xiaohua is just a teenager, how can he have a lot of experience for the older brother to refer to?

So the two brothers could only drink tea in silence.

Zhang Xiaohua really wanted to tell her second brother that he had made it to the second level of the martial arts competition, but telling him this happy news now would only hit his self-esteem again. At this time, Zhang Xiaohua had no choice but to be depressed.

While he was drinking tea, Zhang Xiaohu suddenly saw Zhang Xiaohua dexterously picking up the tea cup with his right hand, and he couldn't help but trembled in his heart.

He asked with some trembling: "Xiaohua, your right hand?"

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, looked at her hand holding the tea cup, suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "Second brother, by the way, I haven't come to see you much during this time, and I even forgot to tell you, there is something wrong with my hand. By the time I was a month old, I was basically healed, look at how I look now."

As he spoke, he moved his hands flexibly and said, "I'm completely fine. I didn't feel any discomfort at all. By the way, I even punched a disciple of Young Eagle Hall today, and there was no problem."

Zhang Xiaohu was very happy after hearing this. He didn't know whether the depression he had just vented was because of the boxing, or it was dispelled after hearing the news that Zhang Xiaohua's hand was good. He kept saying yes, and finally the biggest stone fell in his heart!

Back then, he heard that the doctor at Lianhua Escort Medical Center said that Zhang Xiaohua's right hand might become useless in the future. He had always had a huge knot in his heart. He didn't know how sad his parents would be if they knew the news, and how sad he would be. How to face them? Now that everything is gone, the dark night sky is so beautiful.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohu felt a little guilty again and said: "Xiaohua, you have been well for a month, and the second brother just saw you. Alas, the second brother didn't take good care of you."

If the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, it would be fine if he didn't notice it, but Zhang Xiaohua had just arrived a month ago and had been with him for the past two days, so he didn't even notice it. Zhang Xiaohu didn't want to forgive himself for this.

Zhang Xiaohua waved her hands and said: "It's okay, second brother, I have grown up and can take care of myself. You are not in a strange environment now, so you should take care of yourself first. Looking at the way you looked just now, you looked very serious. It's quite scary. It's different from when you were at the Lotus Escort Agency. I remember when you first learned Liuhe Boxing, you were very confident. You competed with other bodyguards using this boxing technique, and you never lost. Why are you so discouraged now?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Zhang Xiaohu felt something in his heart when he heard this. Yes, back then, he had nothing, no master, no sect. He just had someone to teach him the simple Liuhe Boxing, and he could learn it with gusto. Moreover, Liuhe He is proficient in boxing practice and dares to challenge the strong. And what about today? He has become a disciple of the Piao Miao Sect and has found the master he dreamed of. What lies before him is a road leading to the sky. Although his master has taught him nothing now, as far as the foundation of the Piao Miao Sect is concerned, even if he teaches him It's not a magical secret, it must be a hundred times better than Liuhe Quan or the rubbish internal skills that I have practiced. I feel sorry for myself and blame everyone for a little bit of neglect. I don't even pay attention to my brother's injury. Such Zhang Xiaohu, Or yourself?

Can one achieve advanced martial arts with such a mentality?

Even if I practice martial arts to a high level, can I still be happy like this?

Moreover, can a person who only thinks about himself and does not care about others and makes people feel indifferent can win someone's heart?

A series of self-questioning made Zhang Xiaohu's expression keep changing, until finally, a smile appeared on Zhang Xiaohu's face. He really figured out that martial arts and power are just a part of life, and family and friendship are more important. It is the key to life. If you only treat martial arts and power as everything in life, you will lose the joy of life. The true meaning of life is nothing more than enjoying life. Let martial arts, power, etc. be regarded as embellishments of life, and others will praise them. No matter whether you are belittling or belittling, don't affect your open mind. Only in this way can you truly control your own life.

Seeing a smile on Zhang Xiaohu's face, Zhang Xiaohua was a little surprised and asked: "Second brother, what good things are you thinking about? Why are you so happy?"

Zhang Xiaohu still smiled and said nothing, "It's nothing. Just thinking about your right hand, the stone in my heart also fell. I don't have to worry about you anymore. Oh, by the way, what was the result of your competition today? Isn't it still three Let’s call it a draw.”

Zhang Xiaohua scratched her head in embarrassment and said, "Could it be that second brother can think of other endings?"

Zhang Xiaohu laughed and asked again: "Then you are not going back to Huanxi Villa today, are you? Are you going back early tomorrow morning?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled mysteriously and said, "You guessed it wrong~"

"Oh?" Zhang Xiaohu was stunned, looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late, so it might be inappropriate for you to go back now."

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head again.

Zhang Xiaohu was puzzled and said, "Are you coming back tomorrow night?"

Zhang Xiaohua said: "Guess again!"

Zhang Xiaohu quit and said, "You can talk or not. Anyway, this is where I live. I don't have to leave. You can live here if you can."

Zhang Xiaohua chuckled and said, "Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? Or, you don't believe that your dearest brother can break into the second level of the martial arts competition?"

"The second level of the martial arts competition?" Zhang Xiaohu opened his mouth and asked in surprise: "I really don't know, and, is what you said true? You broke into the second level? Just your nine battles. flat?"

Zhang Xiaohua chuckled and said sheepishly: "I don't know what other people's results are, but Team Leader Chang told me that I was the last one to enter the second level."

Zhang Xiaohu said excitedly: "Even if you are in last place, you are still the best in Young Eagle Hall. Xiaohua, you are really better than me now!"

This sentence was said sincerely, and it did not make Zhang Xiaohua feel as depressed as before.

Then, Zhang Xiaohua told Zhang Xiaohu about the second level of the martial arts competition that Leader Chang talked about. After listening to it, Zhang Xiaohu thought for a while behind closed doors and said: "Xiaohua, I guess this second level can be... It's not as easy as the first level. Not to mention that the disciples who enter the second level are all outstanding. Each one has a higher level of cultivation than you. Moreover, the time of two sticks of incense is enough for them to use different moves to attack you and test you. You, don’t forget, which of these disciples doesn’t have a unique trick? Unlike the first level, there is only one stick of incense. Besides, this second level only has an elimination system, there is no draw. It seems that you are not satisfied with the first level after a hundred attempts. The tactic of shrinking your head is not effective."

Zhang Xiaohua was not angry at all and said: "I am not as good as them. I have always admitted this. Being able to enter the second level is considered a fluke. I can finally stay in the Piaomiao Sect for a while longer and be with you. It’s also pretty good.”

Zhang Xiaohu put down the tea cup and curled his lips and said: "You just want to see how good others are at the second level, why bother dragging me in? If you want to see me, you can come. As long as you have Huanxi at the gate of Miao Miao Villa The mountain villa's waist card doesn't stop you, right? It's no better than the pharmacy hall, which also has the hall master's token!"

"Oh!" Zhang Xiaohua thought of something and slapped her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaohu was very surprised.

Zhang Xiaohua took out the token from He Tianshu from his arms and explained: "I asked for the token from Captain He, and I plan to harass him tonight. I can't see you like this. At this time, It’s too late to get there.”

"I still want to go to the Pharmacy Hall." Zhang Xiaohu said puzzledly: "The herbs there are very smelly, and there aren't any good ones there, so why would you want to go there?"

"I think I can feel more energetic in the pharmacy." Zhang Xiaohua made no secret.

"Qi sense? In the pharmacy hall?" Zhang Xiaohu was even more puzzled and said: "It's the same wherever you adjust your breath and practice qi, as long as it's a quiet environment, right?"

Zhang Xiaohua also scratched her head and said, "Who knows, anyway, I think every place is different."

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head and said, "Maybe your state of mind is different!"

This was quite philosophical, but Zhang Xiaohua didn't think about it that much, because he did feel the different vitality of heaven and earth.

Seeing that his younger brother was silent, Zhang Xiaohu thought that he was right. After all, he had a young mind. He had just come into contact with the internal skills and mental methods. How could he be in the same state of mind as before?

The two brothers chatted for a while before getting ready to rest.

Zhang Xiaohu asked worriedly: "Xiaohua, do your armpits still hurt?"

Zhang Xiaohua patted her body and said, "It's okay, I'll be fine a long time ago."

Zhang Xiaohu was relieved.

After entering the house, Zhang Xiaohu was still like the day before, with the two brothers lying on each other's feet, but Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while and said, "Second brother, I'd better live in another room. I want to adjust my breath and practice Qigong in the evening. Do you think so?" ?”

Zhang Xiaohu said happily: "Okay, don't practice too late, there will be a competition tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded in agreement.

Everyone went back to their houses. Zhang Xiaohua sat cross-legged, with five hearts facing the sky. He started the Heart Sutra technique and began to introduce Qi into his body. When Zhang Xiaohua's perception was released, he realized that the vitality of heaven and earth in Zhang Xiaohu's residence was indeed not as good as that in the Pharmacy Hall. There are many sides, but they are a bit more than the medicinal fields in Huanxi Villa. This is exactly what Zhang Xiaohua said, the vitality of heaven and earth is different in each place.

Obviously, the vitality of heaven and earth in Piaomiao Villa is stronger than that in Huanxi Villa.

The night of practice passed quickly. When it dawned again, Zhang Xiaohua checked the true energy in his meridians. There was still no obvious change. However, this was not beyond Zhang Xiaohua's expectation.

When they came outside the house, both brothers were in good spirits, and Zhang Xiaohu had completely shaken off yesterday's decadence, making people feel as if he was a different person from yesterday.

Zhang Xiaohua was also completely relieved.

Zhang Xiaohua asked: "Second brother, will you accompany me to compete today?"

Zhang Xiaohu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Of course I'll go, why not?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled happily.

The two brothers came to the Young Eagle Hall together. There was no shortage of arenas in the square, and there were no shortage of disciples in the audience. However, many disciples had excited smiles on their faces, talking to each other, and looked at each other. In this second level of competition, many people do not have too much psychological burden. It is not like the first level, where the results of the competition are related to whether they advance.

Zhang Xiaohua and Zhang Xiaohu came to the ring where they had competed a few days ago. Not long after, leader Chang came over with a smile, greeted the disciples under the ring, and then took out a few more number plates. Distributed to disciples entering the second level.

When Zhang Xiaohua got the token, she couldn't help but be stunned. She grabbed Leader Chang's sleeve and asked, "Leader Chang, was it a mistake? Why am I still number 250?"

Leader Chang looked at this very unpleasant number and said with a smile: "That's right, you got nine points for nine battles and nine draws. You ranked last among the 250 disciples. If you don't take this Who takes the number plate?"

Zhang Xiaohua helplessly looked at the number plate that had been with her for three days, rubbed it on her body hard, and carried it in her arms. Then he asked: "Team Leader Chang, where should I compete? Are you still in our arena?"

Team leader Chang shook his head and said, "No, this second level is an elimination system and is not fixed in one arena. You listen to someone shouting the number, and you can go wherever they tell you to go."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded.

Not long after, the competition in the second level began. Zhang Xiaohua thought that her number plate was the last one, and like the first level, she would be at the back. But as soon as it started, someone shouted: "Two." Number one hundred and fifty, number two hundred and fifty, where is it?”

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua didn't respond, Zhang Xiaohu quickly raised his hand and said: "Here."

The person over there shouted: "Come to this arena, the competition is about to begin."

Zhang Xiaohua quickly ran over and asked loudly: "Isn't it the last number? Why do you want to start the competition now?"

The leader of the arena over there sneered: "This is an elimination system, not a round-robin system. It is just arranged one by one according to the numbers to avoid letting disciples with similar strength meet first. Disciples with less strength like you will be the first to meet with the disciples with stronger strength." The stronger disciples will compete, and some will be eliminated first, leaving the truly powerful disciples at the end to compete for the top ten!"

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Xiaohua understood somewhat. His points for the first level were there. The weakest one, what else could he say?

After the team leader finished speaking, he pointed to the ring and said to Zhang Xiaohua and another disciple: "Come forward, I will light the incense. The competition will begin soon."

When the disciple heard this, he took two steps forward, performed Qing Gong, and rushed up to the stage like a swallow.

Zhang Xiaohua looked left and right, as if looking for something.

The team leader glared at him and said, "Why don't you go up? Do you want me to throw you up?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua felt very happy and said with a smile: "Great, then please ask the team leader to throw me up."

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