Chapter 96 Martial Arts

Everything went smoothly, ever since Zhang Yong agreed to call Yang Yi, Yang Yi's wishes began to come true one after another quickly.

But Zhang Yong opened a door for Yang Yi, a door leading to another hidden world.

Listening to the secrets that he never knew before, no, they are not secrets, they can only be some secrets about the world of mercenaries and killers, which made Yang Yi feel that he finally found the right person.

After Yang Yi moved his bedding and moved into the new prison area with Zhang Yong, his excitement was replaced by the tension caused by the upcoming challenge.

The new cell is a bunk bed, Zhang Yong sleeps in the upper bunk, and Yang Yi sleeps in the lower bunk, the size of the cell is definitely not big, but it is enough for one person to move around.

Just as Yang Yi threw his bedding on the bed, Zhang Yong half-lyed on the upper berth and said, "Come on, show me a set of punches."

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he whispered: "Punch? I can't."

"Then what will you do?"

"Well, do you know all of Danny's brothers?"

"Know part of it."

"A Jiang taught me fighting skills."

"A Jiang? Okay, let me see what you have learned."

Yang Yi thought about the tricks Wang Wenjiang had taught him, and then used them one by one.

"This is a fighting technique in the military. You use it well, but you have no strength."

Yang Yi nodded, and then he, Chen Shengdong: "A Jiang said that my problem lies in my lack of strength and poor physical fitness. Also, my biggest problem is that I can remember all the movements, but I can't do anything when I actually use them. If you have mastered it, you can't use every movement correctly."

Zhang Yong thought for a moment, then he nodded and said: "It's like this at the beginning of training, um, you have to start by improving the core strength of the body, but you can't just train strength, you also start with the face in martial arts."

Yang Yi was stunned again, and then he whispered: "Martial arts? Isn't it fighting skills?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"But isn't martial arts deceiving..."

Zhang Yong sighed, then jumped off the bed, looked at Yang Yi seriously and said, "Why do you say martial arts are deceiving?"

Yang Yi whispered: "I don't have this opinion, but now martial arts have not shown the level they should have at all. None of those who can really fight are practicing martial arts..."

Zhang Yong was silent for a moment, then he nodded and said: "You are actually right when you say that, most of the current martial arts can only exist in legends, and you can't see them when they really need to be used. There is no place for martial arts, even if there is, it is practical for fighting, and none of the legendary boxing techniques are missing."

Yang Yi nodded.

Zhang Yong shook his head.

"Do you know what the problem is?"

"have no idea."

Zhang Yong put his hands behind his back, and then said with a deep expression: "Let me ask you, what is the reason why the ancients practiced martial arts?"

"Physical fitness?"

Noticing that Zhang Yong was staring at him like an idiot, Yang Yi quickly changed his words: "Of course the ancients practiced martial arts to kill the enemy, to kill the enemy better, at least most of the time was used to fight the enemy instead of strengthening the body. "

Zhang Yong nodded and said: "By the way, martial arts, no matter what kind of boxing or kicking, has been invented to kill the enemy since the day it was invented. Many people think that martial arts are fists and feet. They are wrong. In fact, the real essence of martial arts lies in weapons, but Now that there is no value for the existence of cold weapons, then of course martial arts will decline, this reason is too simple."

Yang Yi nodded.

"Killing, of course, it is more efficient to have a weapon, but when there is no weapon, the fist is the last weapon and the most reliable weapon. Note, I said the most reliable, not the best."

"I see."

"Okay, in an era of war, people practice martial arts to kill the enemy or protect themselves, but these days, what's the use of practicing weapons other than strengthening the body? Even if you only practice boxing, what's the use? Yes, practicing martial arts now The absolute number of people is still very large, but compared to the past when it was really necessary to fight with swords and spears, the proportion of warriors is too low, isn't that right?"

"That's right."

Zhang Yong sighed, and said: "So it's not that martial arts are useless. Martial arts have just been eliminated by the times, so it's impossible for you to see martial arts killing everyone in the ring in this era."

Yang Yi spread his hands and said: "If martial arts are really useful, even if only a very small number of people inherit them, it won't let martial arts be reduced to the point where people argue about its authenticity?"

Zhang Yong smiled, and said: "You still don't understand, fighting in the arena is a fighting skill for the audience, and martial arts is a killing skill from the day it was born, do you understand?"

Yang Yi claimed to be a smart person, but when he heard Zhang Yong's words, he felt as if he was enlightened.

"I understand, real martial arts are not for others to see in the ring!"

Zhang Yong clenched his fist, and he said to Yang Yi with a serious face: "The real martial arts are not routines! Routine routines are just for others to see. If you want to perform fancy moves and kill the enemy at the same time, then the most Just don't count on martial arts!"

Putting down his fist, Zhang Yong looked at Yang Yi, and said proudly: "The fighting Wang Wenjiang taught you can basically allow you to fight against an enemy one-on-one. If the opponent is not strong, it can let you let go easily." Up to three, if I teach you fighting skills, I can let you kill three to five opponents with a certain fighting ability, and can easily kill more than ten people who are not very powerful, but! If you want to face a strong enemy If you can win easily when facing ten or a hundred strong opponents, you are the one who can still guarantee to survive, then you have to practice martial arts, real martial arts!"

Yang Yi understood Zhang Yong's words.

Zhang Yong said that what Wang Wenjiang taught him in fighting can defeat the enemy, but what Zhang Yong taught him can kill the enemy.

Yang Yi breathed out and said, "I didn't say anything, I practice martial arts."

Zhang Yong nodded, and said: "The martial arts that are really used to fight against the enemy, not for performance, have no routines, and you can't practice alone, because you need an opponent to practice with you. If you want to use it in actual combat, then you can only Learn martial arts in actual combat."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yong smiled and said: "You are very lucky, because I am very good. Now, I will choose a kung fu that suits you to practice."

Yang Yi said excitedly: "What is suitable for me to practice?"

"Some people are suitable for practicing boxing, some are suitable for training legs, some are suitable for practicing open and close moves, and some are suitable for practicing grappling. You have to try to know. I am best at Wing Chun, so let's start with Wing Chun."

After Zhang Yong finished speaking, he took a step back, made a Wing Chun gesture, and said to Yang Yi: "Come on, you attack me, use your best method, you can do whatever you want, don't worry, you hurt me!" not me."