MTL - Dad, Please Try a Little Harder-Chapter 88 It is not surprising that the sparrow is torn by hand, Jin Shengyu shakes the wet clothes

  Chapter 88 It is not surprising to tear the sparrow by hand, Jin Shengyu shakes the wet clothes

   "I will definitely win money!

   "I will definitely win money!"

   "I will definitely win money!"

   "I don't want to win, but I can win!"

   "The only one who can win money is me!"

   "Victory!"

   After Ichiro Shimizu recited these few mantras silently, he fell asleep peacefully.

   This is the psychological suggestion method taught by his father.

   Relying on self-brainwashing over and over again, tempering the belief of winning, coupled with daily persistent and hard-working training, and earnestly absorbing the teachings of the master, in the end, you will be able to achieve your wish and defeat Qian Quan.

  This time I came to China with my uncle, met many legendary figures, and witnessed the secret fight between my uncle and them.

  It was only then that he discovered that the master uncle was so strong, the kind who was at the pinnacle of mentality and body, with no flaws and no opponents.

   Therefore, when he saw Qian Quan catch the maple leaf sent by his uncle with his backhand, his heart was shocked again.

  Especially the scene of Qian Quan confronting his master and uncle on an equal footing without flinching left a deep impression on him.

   I remember the first time I met my uncle, he also threw a leaf at me, but unfortunately I didn't catch it, and then I stood aside with my head bowed like a child who did something wrong.

  As for Qian Quan, he already regarded Uncle Shi as an opponent who should not be afraid to fight.

   There is still a long way to go to win him.

  The next day, Ichiro Shimizu returned to Japan with his uncle.

  Although neither the uncle nor the master told him clearly, he knew in his heart that after the uncle finished this inspection, he planned to prepare a huge Sino-Japanese martial arts competition with the master.

   Take this opportunity to reshape the glory of Japanese Bushido and inspire the national spirit!

   Japan and China have deep grievances in history, and the entanglement in the martial arts circle has lasted for thousands of years. Not to mention, there is a famous martial artist in modern China, Huo Yuanjia, who is generally believed by the Chinese to be poisoned to death by Japan.

  Every martial arts exchange between the two countries, even if it is a non-governmental exchange that does not attract the attention of more people, is always full of gunpowder.

  Once the discussion and exchange is uploaded to the Internet, needless to say, it will inevitably be another level of fierceness that is not inferior to that of the martial arts arena.

  The martial arts exchange competition that my uncle and master are going to organize publicly this time, I don't know what kind of attention it will arouse.

  In any case, this exchange match must be a good opportunity to stand out.

  The premise is that he will be able to defeat Qian Quan by then.

  Back to Nara, the uncle and the master discussed the martial arts competition, and then their conversation revealed an amazing news:

  Master Uncle decided to take the lead in challenging Qian Quan before the game, and had a private sparring session. He did not hesitate to make him unable to play at the cost of hurting both of them.

   "I am an unknown person, and it is the best choice to finish this battle with him off the court.

   "It is a result that I absolutely cannot tolerate for a Chinese teenager to shine in such a highly anticipated occasion and beat our young people one after another."

   Igarashi Yugiri confessed his decision to his senior brother.

  Xun Okochi pondered for a long time, nodded in agreement, and asked, "Have you thought about the time?"

   "The time is about a month away. It will take a month to prepare for the matter and build up public opinion. In addition, we should give Asuka and Ichiro some time to prepare."

   "And yourself?" Isao Okochi smiled.

   "Yes, although I tried to test him, but in a real fight, any result may occur. If he really fights with me at that time, the consequences will be unpredictable.

   "It would be an ideal result for both sides to suffer. If he can be abolished and let him leave the world of martial arts, that would be the best. Even if it costs me all my skills, it will be worth it.

   "Therefore, I also need a month to prepare."

   "It seems that you feel the pressure from that young man in China."

   "To tell you the truth, brother, that's exactly the case."

  Xun Okochi nodded and reminded: "Don't kill anyone, otherwise it will be difficult to end."

   "Brother, don't worry, I have a measure."

   "Okay, let's make it so. However, the exact time may still need to be confirmed by the Chinese side."

"yes."

  The two brothers chatted for a while, and Igarashi Yugiri got up and left.

  Out of the senior's courtyard, he drove to a secluded forest.

   Parked the car by the side of the road, saw two skinny deer running towards him, waved them away, and strode into the woods.

  In the forest, there is a tall and thin young girl like a deer, who is catching sparrows in the air with her bare hands.

  I saw her flying high and low, flashing and moving, moving through the forest as lightly as a swallow, and soon caught a sparrow.

  Hold it carefully in your hand, and gently stroke the feathers on its head.

  The sparrow struggled desperately, struggled desperately.

  The young girl stopped her gestures suddenly, and with a light force, she pulled the sparrow's little head off.

  Blood spurted out, staining her hands and clothes.

  The girl threw away the sparrow casually, and walked lightly to the stream to wash her hands.

   Seeing this scene, Yugiri Igarashi nodded in satisfaction and walked towards the girl.

  The girl noticed someone, turned around suddenly, saw that it was her father, and bowed to salute: "Daddy."

  Igarashi Yugiri nodded, without saying a word, and threw a maple leaf at her daughter.

  The girl didn't go to pick it up, but took a step forward, pointed like a knife, shot like lightning, and raised her hand to cut the maple leaf in half.

   "Too slow." Igarashi Yugiri criticized.

   "Yes, Dad." The girl lowered her head.

  …

  Saturday night, Vientiane Plaza, fifth floor.

  Qian Quan is teaching basketball lessons to a group of elementary school students.

  Parents sat outside the training room and waited.

  Lu Xuan’s mother also came today, dressed fashionable and young.

  Since the beginning of basketball class, her eyes have been switching between her son and Qian Quan.

   I don't know if it's an illusion, or the syndrome of "what you can't get is the best", she feels that Qian Quan has become handsome again, full of energy, vitality, and even more outstanding temperament.

  She secretly took a photo, sent it to her private sister group, and cried: "Show the sisters the little milk dog I didn't get, I really want to climb him!"

   Someone replied soon: "That's right, a top-notch tender boy, no wonder you made Xinyi look like this."

  Lin Xinyi: "To tell you the truth, I'm making out with other men now, and I have to think about his appearance..."

  Lemon doesn't understand the sweetness of watermelon: "I really don't understand why you are interested in this kind of little boy!

"Usually, these little boys have the same problems. They are self-righteous, they only care about their own comfort, they don't care about other people's feelings, they ask too many questions, they ask back and forth in a few words, whether I am fierce or not, whether I am fierce or not, Are you happy...too childish!

   "Tell you, the real best man is always between the ages of 35 and 45, mature, considerate, and measured. If he is bald, it will be more perfect!"

  Lin Xinyi: "Sister Yangyang, not everyone has a hobby like yours."

  Lemon doesn't understand the sweetness of watermelon: "Forget it, you don't understand after talking about it, let's talk about you little milk dog.

   "Actually, the problem is very simple. You have used the wrong method. If you tell him 100,000 a month, he will not feel too strongly.

"In this Internet age, young people are exposed to more things, have a wide range of knowledge, and are young and vigorous. Even if they only have one or two thousand dollars in their pockets, they will not take a million or two million in their eyes. .

   "He pays attention to the news and news of hundreds of millions, and all he sees are luxury cars worth tens of millions. If you tell him 100,000 a month, he thinks you are insulting him."

  Lin Xinyi: "Then what should I do?"

  Lemon doesn't understand the sweetness of watermelon: "This is the difference between young people and adults. Adults, as long as they feel right, they can open a room and go to bed every minute. There is no nonsense.

  "You can't be so direct when dealing with young people. You have to take him to experience the flashy life of the upper class first, take him to see the glamorous Vanity Fair, go to luxury places and celebrity parties...

   "After you have fully transformed his aesthetic taste and living habits, then he can't do without you and can only cling to you."

  Lin Xinyi: "Big mistake, I took the route of innocence, I used the trick of 'you look like my first love'."

  Lemon doesn't understand the sweetness of watermelon: "This trick is too rustic, try my trick later."

  Lin Xinyi was about to reply when the class over there was over.

  The fire in Lin Xinyi's heart could not be extinguished, and she wanted to talk to Qian Quan, but saw a young and beautiful girl walking towards Qian Quan, and greeted Qian Quan warmly.

  Qian Quan also responded with a smile, and then the two of them went to talk, chatting, the basketball training class, and the proprietress of all the venues on the fifth floor actually walked over and chatted with them.

  The pretty girl's eyebrows and eyes look like the proprietress, and there is a high probability that it is a mother-daughter relationship.

  Lin Xinyi's heart sank immediately.

  She understood, no wonder Qian Quan rejected her so resolutely, it turned out that he had long been famous, and he was such a rich and beautiful woman.

  Although she didn't know the proprietress, she could roughly judge from her demeanor and dress that her family background was no worse than her own.

   Among other things, if you can rent out the entire fifth floor of the plaza to do business, you can imagine how rich you are.

  Frustrated and lazy, I don't even want to chat on WeChat.

  …

  Qian Quan didn't expect Zhao Baiyu to show up suddenly.

   After saying hello, he asked, "Why are you here when you are free?"

   "I heard from my mother that you are here as a basketball coach, so I'll come over to have a look and ask you for advice." Zhao Baiyu said.

   "That's just right, I also want to hear the sound of gold and jade, and see the whole leopard of sixty-four hands."

  The two were talking, when Zhao Baiyu's mother came over, and when she heard that Qian Quan wanted to teach her daughter kung fu, she immediately took them to the gym that was not yet open to the public.

  The gym equipment has been fully furnished, and there should only be finishing work left, and it will be put into use soon.

   "You guys are talking here, I'll go look elsewhere." Huang Lingyan left consciously.

  Both Qian Quan and Zhao Baiyu are not the kind of twitchy little boys and girls. They don’t have the embarrassment of being alone in the same room, and their mother doesn’t want to be a light bulb and walk away on purpose. Instead, they go straight to the point.

   "Call me first, and then I'll help you." Qian Quan said.

"good."

  Zhao Baiyu walked to the center of the room, first performed a few moves to warm up, and then his body suddenly froze.

   Then the pace quickened, using the waist as the axis to drive the whole body, the movement of turning the body and moving the palms changed from slow to fast, and the faint sound of the palm force breaking the wind came to the ears.

  The sound became more and more obvious, sometimes whirring, or booming like thunder, sometimes as fast as the north wind on a cold night, sometimes as slow as the spring breeze blowing willows...

  The sound is connected to form a series of rhythmic resonance.

  Listen to its sound and observe its shape.

  Zhao Baiyu's palm gestures are no longer limited to fixed moves. Although they have not yet reached the realm of Wudang Wang Zhenren's free will, they also have a free and easy momentum of flowing clouds and flowing water.

   After striking sixty-four palms in a while, Zhao Baiyu's complexion was rosy and his spirit was radiant, the aura flowing around his body was as real as it was, and the sound of golden and jade vibrations in the arena was still lingering.

   "It seems that you have basically passed the second barrier." Qian Quan said.

   "Thanks to Master for your careful teaching and your timely guidance for me that day."

  Qian Quan smiled slightly: "Let's join hands, I just want to try my latest progress."

"good."

   The two of them spoke, and stood at a suitable distance apart from each other.

  Zhao Baiyu still put on a posture, Qian Quan naturally stood with his hands down, no longer watching her footsteps, looked at her, and said, "Come on."

  Zhao Baiyu was not polite, and rushed forward with two sword palms.

   Whoosh—

   Hoo!

  Qian Quan slapped her away without attacking, waiting for her second move.

  Zhao Baiyu swept down with one palm, slashed up with the other, and both palms interlaced to pinch Qian Quan.

  Qian Quan grabbed her right wrist, gently moved it, and blocked her palm with her arm.

  Zhao Baiyu was shocked by the fact that he deflected two moves in succession.

She has just completed sixty-four hands, and she is unstoppable. Although she knows in her heart that there is still a gap between herself and Qian Quan, compared to the last fight, the gap should be at least narrowed by a section. Even more unfathomable.

  The gap has also become larger.

  His kung fu is also improving?

  Master said that if you have practiced kung fu to the point of Qian Quan, it will be even more difficult if you want to make further progress, but judging by his state, it seems that he has just broken a bottleneck.

   "Why do you feel that you don't play Wing Chun anymore?" Zhao Baiyu raised his own question.

   "It's Wing Chun, but I have made some necessary adjustments, and the basic principle of boxing has not changed." Qian Quan did not hide his secrets. "It's like your set of sixty-four moves. When you practice to the third pass, you practice to silence the sound, and then to the fourth pass, and then play the sound. Repeat this several times. When the time comes, you don’t need to memorize the moves anymore.”

  Zhao Baiyu listened seriously, and said, "Thank you for your advice."

   After speaking, he attacked again.

  Qian Quan turned his head slightly, closed his eyes, and matched Zhao Baiyu's kung fu with listening to the sound.

  Ignore her "tricks", but interrupt her rhythm and break the node of her golden voice.

   Soon, Zhao Baiyu was having a hard time coping.

  "The sound of palm wind can certainly confuse the opponent and set off the momentum, but if the opponent hears the mystery and node of your transfer, it will expose a big flaw, which must be guarded against." Qian Quan said.

   "Okay." Zhao Baiyu was taught.

   Time flies.

  The two sparred in the gym for more than half an hour. When they came out, Zhao Baiyu realized that his clothes were soaked in sweat.

  (end of this chapter)