Chapter 68 How to hit the sandbag?
Du Ruo ignored Wang Lang's shouts and just walked back, looking like a master.
"It's still not working. This tall guy and his large size have a huge impact. In addition, he has been training consciously. It's difficult for ordinary people to break through his defense without weapons."
Du Ruo muttered to himself. Originally, he had not planned to throw so many punches. In his expectation, the first punch to the abdomen after covering his eyes would be enough to knock the opponent down.
You have to know that Du Ruo has been strengthened and his strength is not what it used to be. So the first punch he used was a cannon punch, which was just a test. If the opponent had not practiced abdominal resistance, then that one punch would be enough. Who knew that the first punch was completely ineffective, so he used the next two and a half punches.
There is also a size difference. If Du Ruo was meters tall and weighed 230 pounds, he would not dare to dodge the opponent's "arrow kill" and could just press down with one hand and then hit with a horizontal punch. There would be no need to go through so much trouble. When both sides are unarmed, size and strength are advantages.
"No, I still need to eat more beef to build up my body as soon as possible. Once I gain weight, my strength will definitely increase significantly. But eating stewed meat every day can cause internal heat. How about having a hot pot? Get some vegetables, have a hot pot, and have a beer."
When Du Ruo was still thinking about what vegetables to prepare for the hotpot, Qiangzi caught up with him.
"Boss Du, you are amazing. Just those few Xingyiquan moves really gave the foreigner a lot of pleasure."
Qiangzi came close to Du Ruo and danced with excitement, as if he had just thrown those punches.
"You only saw me beating people, but you didn't see how others were beaten. The foreigner just now must have practiced karate for at least ten years, and he also learned Tongbiquan, but what happened? Didn't he still get beaten?
If he doesn't practice martial arts, would I dare to hit him? What if he lies on the ground after I hit him?
There is also the one called Wang Lang, who practices the authentic Mantis Fist. His hands are full of real skills, and he has practiced for at least many years. What's the use? The most powerful moves of Mantis Fist are crotch thrust, eye poke, and throat smear. Which one can be used in a fight? Which one will lose everything after a fight.
In addition to these three places, the Mantis Fist also has the elbow strike, which is also the most lethal move. But if you get hit by the elbow strike, won’t you have to pay a hundred thousand or eighty thousand dollars in compensation?"
Du Ruo spoke for a long time. To be honest, it would be difficult for him to say these things if it were someone else. He was willing to say these things only because Qiangzi said that practicing martial arts is to promote traditional Chinese martial arts.
"Then...Boss Du, didn't you practice as well? Didn't you fight as well?"
Qiangzi's voice became weaker, but he still refused to give up and continued to talk to Du Ruo.
"I'm ten years older than you. I have more self-control. And I'm different. I...I worked hard to get there, step by step. And if I hadn't learned some martial arts, would I have been able to just let people listen to me talk quietly? Forget it, don't say anything. I'm home now. You should leave now. Don't delay me from eating."
Du Ruo became a little impatient and came to the front of the yard, waving his hand to signal the other party to leave.
Du Ruo didn't even go to open the gate of the yard. He just jumped over the one-meter-high fence without paying any attention to Qiangzi outside the yard.
"Hey, Chen Guang, do you have any vegetables at home? Pick some and bring them here. It would be best if you wash them first... Nonsense, I'll eat them myself, let's have hot pot... Okay, okay, hurry up."
The first thing Du Ruo did when he got home was to call Yang Chenguang. The only things in his refrigerator were beef and dried fish, not even a single leafy vegetable. However, this was in the village, so he didn't have to worry about not having vegetables to eat.
After the call, Du Ruo started to cut the beef and prepare the base for the hot pot. Du Ruo had been eating stewed beef every day these days, so the hot pot in the evening only had a clear soup base. He just boiled some water and added two slices of ginger. All that was left was to cut the beef into thin slices and make a sauce.
"Eh? Aren't you that so-and-so? Why are you standing here? Come in and sit down."
Yang Chenguang was carrying some vegetables and fruits. When he came, he saw Qiangzi standing at the gate of the yard in a daze. He simply greeted him and let him go in.
Qiangzi didn't explain much, just lowered his head and followed behind into the yard.
"It will be ready soon. We can eat it as soon as the water boils."
At this time, Du Ruo came out with beef and a hot pot stove. There were umbrellas in the yard, so it was more comfortable to eat outside. "Boss Du~"
Qiangzi walked over angrily, not knowing what to say. He shouted once and then said nothing more.
"You're still here, let's eat together."
Du Ruo originally thought that the other party had already left, but now he was a little surprised to see him again. However, as long as the other party didn't mention the matter of becoming his disciple, Du Ruo didn't care about anything else.
"No, I had breakfast."
Qiangzi forced a smile and refused. He was not used to eating hotpot so early in the morning, but he was unwilling to leave like that.
"Let me tell you this. The water still needs to boil for a while. Ask me anything you want to ask during this time. But don't ask me to become your disciple. I won't accept you."
Seeing that Qiangzi didn't say anything, Du Ruo spoke up. Yang Chenguang, who was standing by, also saw that the two had something to say, so he took the vegetables into the kitchen.
"Boss Du, I still want to learn, what should I do?"
Qiangzi lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, but his reluctance was obvious. He had been curious about martial arts before and had spent money to find masters everywhere. Now that he had seen real kung fu, he had no reason to give up.
"Now we live in a society ruled by law. We mainly practice routines. There are a lot of teaching videos online. You can just find something to learn. There are a lot of videos for Tai Chi, Baji, and Xingyi. You can just practice according to them. How about this, I will teach you something, so that your trip will not be in vain."
Du Ruo gave Qiangzi some advice, and seeing that the other party was not very willing, he thought about it and decided to teach him a little.
"Really?"
"Come here, try hitting this sandbag."
Qiangzi took Du Ruo to the other side of the yard where various equipment were placed, pointed at a sandbag on a stool and motioned for the other party to try hitting it. The sandbag was placed on a high stool. Du Ruo usually hit it while standing. Qiangzi and Du Ruo were about the same height, so there was no need to do horse stance when hitting.
"it is good."
Qiangzi came to the sandbag, probably to show off, he swung his arm, used all his strength, and hit it down with a "bang!" The sound was quite loud.
"Stop, don't use so much force, be gentler, adjust the force yourself, but don't feel pain or discomfort, just tap gently, whatever makes you feel comfortable."
Du Ruo called a halt and asked the other party to start over.
Qiangzi was also very obedient. He didn't ask any questions and just did whatever Du Ruo said.
"Hitting the sandbag is the basic skill of all boxing and palm techniques. You can use fists, palms, arms, or even kicks, but you must pay attention to the strength. The force should be light and you should feel comfortable, because..."
(End of this chapter)
