The brother and sister returned home and saw that their mother had not gotten off work yet, Tang Zhan sat down in the living room and looked at his sister with a complicated expression.

"I'll tell you something before my mom comes back."

Tang Rou was a little confused about his appearance, so she had to say carefully: "Brother, I have already asked for leave."

Tang Zhan shook his head, "I'm not talking about this."

Since some things have been decided, he will not hesitate. Now there are too many variables, and no one knows what to encounter next. It is definitely the sooner it is, the better.

Facing his sister's confused expression, Tang Zhan did not say anything, but made it. He picked up a thin chopstick at the corner of the table, raised his hand and shook it. The chopsticks immediately flew out of his hand, turned into a black light, and "snatched" it and nailed it to the wall.

Tang Rou's mouth slowly opened wide, dumbfounded, "Brother, you, you..."

Tang Zhan sorted out his thoughts and said slowly: "We have never met our own father since we were young. I raised you. Although the elder brother is like my father, I cannot always protect you. Therefore, I plan to teach you something, which can be called national martial arts or kung fu."

"If I am not at home in the future, my mom will have to take care of you. What I originally thought was that you should go to school, graduate, work, get married and have children, have a happy family, and do what you want, but now there have been many unexpected changes, and I have been thinking about this for a long time. It is time to make a decision."

Tang Rou listened quietly. Perhaps because the two depended on each other, she always felt a deep sense of dependence on her brother, and even unconditionally believed in any decisions that supported the other party. "Brother, do as you want."

Tang Zhan sighed, his eyes flashed, and he slowly stretched out his hands.

"Look carefully."

Tang Rou had never noticed it before, but now after looking closely, she saw that these two hands were as delicate as mutton fat cream, slender and white, and slender as jade. It was really strange.

Just as she looked closely, the hair on the back of her hand suddenly seemed to be attracted by static electricity, and stood up together, as if it was blowing by the breeze, swaying gently.

"Wow, what's going on?"

Tang Zhan whispered: "When you reach a certain level of kung fu, you can spontaneously control your body. From big to small, and then to small, the muscles, bones, qi and blood of the human body will change accordingly. A person has more than 200 bones and more than 600 muscles, but they are closely related to each other. In addition, the acquired environment causes the human body to be rigid, so the power that ordinary people can use in their bodies is very small. Only by constantly working hard and tempering can they turn clumsy into cleverness and maximize all their strength."

As he spoke, he threw a piece of paper into the air, and his right hand followed closely, but saw the sticker passing by the palm edge, and the paper had been divided into two, as if it was cut by a knife.

"Don't ask too many unnecessary questions, you just need to say whether you want to learn?"

Tang Rou's lips twitched, her eyes lit up, and then she held her hands, her little face tense, and she said solemnly: "Learn."

"good."

Although he heard the answer he wanted, Tang Zhan was inexplicably nervous.

After calming down his mind, he said, "I will tell you what Kung Fu is first. I will start practicing with me tomorrow. I don't have much time. One month should be able to lay the foundation for you. In one month, we will change places."

Seeing Tang Rou nodding in a hurry, Tang Zhan told the story.

"The world changes, and everything in this world is constantly changing, or to be more precise, it evolves to adapt to nature, and humans are no exception. But compared to humans, this evolution is not a change in shape and habits, but the kind of instincts that constantly strengthen their instincts by imitating various wild beasts, from struggling to survive to fighting countless beasts. The stronger the wild beasts born in nature, the stronger the instincts that humans evolve. This is the only way of evolution that belongs to humans."

"However, as time goes by, the target of fighting gradually changes from various wild beasts to similar types. The various skillful and skilled skills born through instinct have been preserved and improved, thus deriveing ​​various methods of "turning clumsy into cleverness". This is kung fu."

"What is Kung Fu?"

"Kung Fu is a killing skill."

Tang Zhan spoke very slowly and smoothly, and he seemed to be chewing gold and iron in his mouth, spitting out for a moment, making a sound.

But after saying that, he sighed a lot, "Originally, martial arts is declining, and many things have long been ignored, but now they are different. The world has changed drastically, and maybe this will be a temporary new beginning."

He didn't say anything, as long as he settled the two people in his family, it would be his time to pursue the future.

"Brother, when you were a child, you always ran into the mountains. Did you practice qigong secretly?"

After hearing so much of what he said, Tang Rou thought of some strange things about her brother before.

"good."

Tang Zhan's eyes showed a soft look, "You must remember that kung fu cannot be bound by practicing methods. Practicing methods is not as good as ideas. Practicing methods is dead, and ideas are alive. Martial arts in the world are born with different ideas. Unfortunately, most of them are in decline because they are bound by practicing methods. In the final analysis, the so-called kung fu is actually pursuing the ultimate speed, strength, reaction, skills, controlling them, and controlling them."

"Taitbox, Muay Thai, Sanda, and fighting are essentially the same as kung fu. It's just that the difference in practice creates different forms. There is no need to distinguish between each other. What can make people strong is a good method and should not be restricted."

Tang Rou seemed to understand but thoughtful, "Brother, what are you practicing?"

Tang Zhan whispered: "I practiced a little strangely. It's just an ancient yoga technique. In addition, I am born with different muscles and bones than ordinary people. I can learn every move of others after just one glance. If I try it again, I can completely reproduce the other party's methods, even more powerful than them."

Although he learned a lot, those methods were all replicated by his extraordinary body. If the "killer"'s body was extremely powerful and rare in the world, then Tang Zhan's body was the strangest in the world. He imitated various boxing moves, and his muscles and bones would be pulled and coordinated, thus finding out the method of exerting force and urging force to reach the level of replica.

In other words, this body was simply born for martial arts and was born invincible.

"But practicing boxing is not just about practicing boxing. The principles of boxing are understood in the heart. The human heart is simple, but it is the most unfavorable and vivid. You must find the power that makes you yearn for and move. It is the support of boxing. Only in this way can you live and understand the spirit. It is like a big tree with roots, which seems to be lush with branches and leaves, but if there is no emotion, it is like a tree without roots, and it falls when the wind blows."
Chapter completed!