"To the Saint?"
Looking at the two words on the wooden sign, which could not be described as "artistic" or beautiful, the two brothers were a little confused: "Master, who is the Holy Saint?"
"Chinese martial arts have been passed down for a long time."
"Every school and sect has its own legend."
“And those figures are considered sages and saints in the martial arts.”
"Wangsheng means the successor of the lost arts by the past saints."
"If you join my school and worship me, you must also worship the saints who have gone before you."
Lin Bin said solemnly: "National martial arts are not unlimited."
"No Limits is a form of self-defense, a different school or philosophy, but Chinese martial arts is genuine kung fu! It has a long tradition, created by the sages and wise men of the past who dedicated themselves to it, painstakingly and tirelessly."
"Among future scholars, some will be upright, some will be evil, some will commit crimes, and some will uphold justice..."
"But no matter what they do, Chinese martial arts is still Chinese martial arts."
"Kowtowing sincerely and burning incense, then entering this door, you will enter a whole new world!"
Wang Xiaohu and Liu Yuan looked at each other and were both moved.
Then, he knelt down with a heavy face, picked up three incense sticks, lit them, and kowtowed nine times respectfully to the "Past Saint" tablet.
After lighting the incense, he turned to Lin Bin again and kowtowed.
Three bows and nine kowtows.
Lin Bin sat there, calm and composed.
Since he really wants to be taught, he can and should accept the three bows and nine kowtows.
Then, tea was served.
As for the hand-carved "Past Saint" plaque, one reason is to inherit the lost knowledge of the past saints, and the other is because of my own deep loneliness.
Being a stranger in a foreign land?
But I am alone on this alien planet.
At the same time, his current inheritance is very diverse and numerous! But the origins are all famous figures in Chinese history. These people, in the world of Chinese martial arts, can be called ancient saints without any problem.
While paying homage to his master, Lin Bin is also paying homage to the past saints, which can be regarded as his own way of remembering the earth and those past sages, and this kind of remembrance does not require the help of others.
Therefore, even if the carving is not very good, he will do it himself.
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After taking a sip from both cups of tea, Lin Bin chuckled and helped them up: "Are you ready?"
"What are you preparing for?"
The two were puzzled.
"Suffering."
Lin Bin's smile widened, and both of them shuddered involuntarily.
"I have a lot of kung fu, but at the beginning, you must learn the basics, standing still, punching, kicking, and learning to use force."
"As for which path you will take, I will choose for you based on your characteristics after you actually start training."
Teach students in accordance with their aptitude.
Lin Binhui has a lot of inheritance.
And it’s not hard to imagine that there will be more and more of them in the future.
He has the confidence to find the right path for any disciple.
Although I cannot guarantee how high the final achievement will be, I will definitely not be unable to teach or mislead students.
That day, the two of them felt what hardship was.
Standing still!
Standard 90-degree right-angle pile, starting from two hours!
Even Tyson can withstand this kind of training. Those who have never practiced this will find their legs shaking wildly and sweat pouring down after half an hour at most, even if they have strong physical fitness.
But what made Lin Bin happy was that neither of them gave up and they gritted their teeth and persevered until the end!
"Oh my god."
"Now I understand why you ask if you're ready to endure hardships."
After the timer ended, Wang Xiaohu collapsed to the ground, grinning: "That was really exciting."
"It's quite cool."
Liu Yuan smiled bitterly, but his performance was slightly better, at least he could still stand.
"He's paralyzed now?"
Lin Bin came over and said, "When practicing boxing, you should train your legs first. If your lower body is not stable, no matter how good your boxing skills are, they will be useless. To put it more scientifically, standing still can train muscles that we rarely train on a daily basis."
"But your physical fitness is actually quite good, so don't think you can rest after standing still."
"Get up and practice your power techniques."
Since he was going to teach for real, Lin Bin was naturally very serious.
Seeing this, the two of them cooperated very well and listened very carefully, nodding from time to time and learning along.
"There are many ways to exert force, and each school has its own subtle differences."
"For example, Western boxing, karate, jiu-jitsu, or Wing Chun's short-strike inch-power techniques, or other styles, each has its strengths and weaknesses, and there's no absolute superiority or inferiority."
"But there's one thing, the waist!"
"Any martial art that focuses on actual combat, whether it's fists, kicks, or weapons, must coordinate with the waist to maximize force."
"The fist originates from the heart, and the force comes from the ground."
Swish!
Lin Bin explained while throwing punches, slowing down his movements so that they could watch and feel.
During this process, Gan Zhi came over.
There was a follower following behind him, which surprised Lin Bin a little.
However, seeing that he was teaching, the two did not disturb him. They just waited at the door, staring with wide eyes and watching carefully.
"Power originates from the feet, originates from the legs, is controlled by the waist, and is exerted everywhere."
Snap, snap, snap!
Lin Bin threw three punches in a row, and there was a wrinkled sound!
The four people present were all stunned.
"Ah, this?!"
“That sound?!”
"There's a saying in Chinese martial arts: a single sound is worth more than a thousand gold coins."
Lin Bin retracted his fist and said quietly, "If you practice the basic power to a certain level, you can do it. If one day you can reach this level, you will definitely leave a name for yourself in the martial arts world."
"But don't be too ambitious."
"Start from the very basics. A tall building rises from the ground. Without a foundation, everything is just a castle in the air."
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