At this point, Zhang Shixun got stuck again and pointed to the audience and said, "Gao Yanei, could you please pour me a glass of water? I'm dying of thirst."
"Okay!" Gao Yanei agreed to his request. He held the teapot in his right hand and the bowl in his left hand, walked to the front of the stage, poured a bowl and handed it to him.
Zhang Shixun drank it all in one gulp and asked Gao Yanei to pour another bowl.
After drinking the water, Zhang Shixun returned to the center of the stage and asked the audience: "Where did I just say that?"
"You just said that heroes appreciate heroes."
Zhang Shixun bowed to the man and continued, "Taizu and the immortal taught each other martial arts. Taizu taught the immortal a set of boxing techniques he had created. After learning it, the immortal sincerely praised it, saying that its exquisiteness was worthy of being called the 'Mother of All Boxing'... Everyone, Taizu's boxing technique was carefully refined. He combined the boxing techniques he used to train his soldiers with his combat experience on the battlefield to create the 32-posture long fist, named Taizu Long Fist. This boxing style is extraordinary, and cannot be compared with those fancy boxing techniques."
When everyone thought he was going to demonstrate this set of boxing techniques, Zhang Shixun changed the subject: "Actually, Taizu also has a set of mysterious stick techniques. This set of stick techniques accompanied him in defeating heroes all over the world and helped him to wipe out the heroes and establish his kingdom. This stick technique is called Taizu Panlong Stick... Listen to the name, Taizu Panlong Stick, how domineering it is. The stick technique that chopped off Huangfu Hui's helmet was used with this stick technique."
"Speaking of Taizu's Panlong Staff, when practiced, it opens and closes with endless variations. However, because this staff technique is too lethal, it's fine if you don't use it, but once you do, it will hurt. Therefore, Taizu didn't show it to others easily, so few people have seen it."
Zhang Shixun paused, then raised his voice and asked, "Everyone here, does anyone know how to use the Taizu Panlong Staff?"
The audience shook their heads.
"I met an immortal, and by chance, I was fortunate enough to learn this set of stick techniques. Would you like to see it for yourself?"
The audience on and off the stage roared, "I want to!"
"Okay, today I'll open your eyes and show you this unprecedented stick technique." Zhang Shixun said, and then he stood up with a "snap", then shouted loudly and started dancing with the long stick in his hand.
He practiced with great vigor, sometimes sweeping, chopping, dancing; sometimes plucking, swiping, stabbing... The stick followed the man, and the man moved at will. When dancing, it was impenetrable, and when stabbing, it was as fast as a dragon...
In fact, when it comes to stick techniques, Zhang Shixun is not even half-baked.
He learned routines from Hei Wuchang in the martial arts room, and learned almost all the routines of commonly used weapons, including a set of stick techniques.
The martial arts routines of later generations are not very practical. Their only advantage is that they are fancy and beautiful, and pleasing to the eye, and that's all.
The Golden Rooster Stand should be steady; the Horse Stance should be squatted correctly; the Double Kick should be kicked high; the Tornado Kick should spin like a windmill; the Xuanzi Kick should be high and light...
Although there were many boxing clubs during the Song Dynasty, they all focused on practicality and the martial arts routines were not yet mature.
Therefore, when Zhang Shixun performed this on the stage, all the audiences were fascinated and felt that this was the only one of its kind in the world and there was no better stick technique than this.
As a direct descendant of Emperor Taizong, Prince Zhao Kai of Yun had never heard of the "Taizu Panlong Stick" technique, but Zhang Shixun spoke so seriously and confidently that he began to be skeptical.
When Zhang Shixun was practicing on the stage, Prince Zhao Kai of Yun was shocked by this majestic set of stick techniques. If he was still skeptical just now, he now almost completely believed that this set of stick techniques was created by Taizu.
Apart from the wise and brave Emperor Taizu, who else could have created such a powerful stick technique?
Not only Zhao Kai was dumbfounded, but Gao Yanei, He Ji and even Wang Hongfu were also stunned. Their eyes were wide open and they stared at Zhang Shixun on the stage without blinking.
Not to mention the audience. When Zhang Shixun's performance ended, they all stood up from their stools, raised their arms and cheered loudly towards the stage.
However, Zhang Shixun on the stage felt unwell. It was because he worked too hard and strained the muscles in his right leg.
He only thought that martial arts performances were cool, but he forgot that it was also easy to strain muscles.
After Zhang Shixun finished his performance, he walked backstage with gritted teeth, secretly sighing: The so-called getting carried away by success refers to myself.
Ding Dusai, who was standing backstage, came over to him, almost going crazy with joy. He grabbed his hand and jumped up and down, shouting, "Master! Master!"
Although Ding's father was also very excited, he couldn't stand it when he saw his daughter holding this man's hand. There were so many people watching backstage. Could his daughter marry anyone else except this guy in the future?
Father Ding reached out to pull his daughter away, but failed to do so after several attempts. He was filled with anger and was about to scold her when he saw Zhang Shixun grinning and sitting down on the stage box backstage.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Ding Dusai became worried when he saw his painful expression.
Zhang Shixun grinned, pretending to be in pain. "I was dancing so hard just now that I twisted my tendon... Ouch! It hurts so much."
"Ouch! Let me see." Ding Dusai said, and was about to pull his trouser leg.
Seeing this, Mr. Ding quickly pushed her hand away and said, "It's not proper for a girl to pull a man's trouser leg."
"I'm worried about Mr. Zhang's injury."
"Can you treat injuries?"
Ding Dusai pouted, "Daddy!"
"Go! Get out of the way." Father Ding glared at him, then turned and shouted to the side: "Yao Dagangzi, bring me your dog-skin plaster."
"Alright!" A wheelbarrow man came forward, pulled out a plaster from his pocket, and boasted, "This dog-skin plaster is specially used to treat injuries and sprains. It's an heirloom from my family. It works instantly."
When Zhang Shixun saw the man, he recognized him as the one who played the role of the top-ranking official in the troupe.
Father Ding snatched the plaster away and looked up at Zhang Shixun, saying, "What are you standing there for? Roll up your trouser legs."
"oh!"
Zhang Shixun obediently rolled up his trouser legs. It would be better not to disobey this gentleman's orders.
He turned his gaze to Ding Dusai's face, and seeing her expression of concern, he smiled at her: "I'm fine, it's just a sprain. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Father Ding said stubbornly, "Bah! Stop dreaming! If you can get better in a few days, I'll kowtow to you."
The old guy doesn't know how to speak properly at all.
Zhang Shixun shook his head helplessly, unwilling to get angry with such a stubborn person.
The audience was almost losing their patience. They had been shouting for a long time, but no one came up to respond. Some people could not bear it any longer and started to climb onto the stage.
When Mr. Ding saw that something was wrong, he quickly ordered the host to go to the stage. However, as soon as the host walked onto the stage, a wave of debris flew up from the audience, including broken shoes, broken bones, and rotten tiles, which hit the host so hard that he ran back with his head in his hands.
"Let Master Zhang come up!"
"Master Zhang!"
"Master Zhang!"
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