C65 The Wing Tsun was not hard to learn

Liu Ying left, bringing her children and father to Australia, everything related to the Yue-dong Sport was settled.

Back then, in order to obtain the Yue-dong Sport's order, Xia Lei had done a lot of things. However, the most precious thing that Xia Lei acquired was not the five million, but was his friendship with Liu Ying. He had no regrets.

In the next few days, Lin Bo Wen and Lin Ya Ru did not come looking for Xia Lei for trouble. Maybe it was because they could do nothing to Xia Lei, or maybe it was the calm before the storm, but no matter the reason, Xia Lei did not care.

In the past few days, Rema Studio did not have any big orders, and the jobs they received were also ordinary jobs and the volume was not large. With this kind of business situation, the amount of money earned by going out to spend on manmade and materials was pitifully little. But Xia Lei did not care about his income, as long as he could pay the workers, it did not matter whether he earned money or not.

The job was simple, the quantity was low. He didn't need Xia Lei, the "Master of the Main Hall" to do it, he only needed to have a lot of time to do what he liked. Read books and learn about business. He would go shopping and buy practical gifts for the employees of Rema Studio, such as a bottle of shampoo for Chen A-Jiao, a pair of high-heeled shoes for Zhou Xiaohong and two packs of cigarettes for the men, or a bottle of wine that was slightly better. Occasionally, he would take Jiang Ruyi's old POLO car to the suburbs and search for the best quality land to dream of for his company.

When he was not doing this, Xia Lei would go to a Wing Tsun Gallery to learn Wing Tsun.

In the past, Xia Lei would never even dream of going to a boxing room to learn his fist arts, so there was no need for him to. But it was different now, because he had offended Gu Kewen and the important person of the underworld, Seventh He, in the Hai Zhu city. He had thought about it. With his current abilities, fighting two hoodlums shouldn't be a problem, but once a strong and robust practitioner attacked, he would be beaten.

Xia Lei was never the kind of person who would jump up when he was on fire, so he decisively took the first step, practicing his fist art.

That morning, Xia Lei strolled around Lei Ma's workshop for a while before sneaking away, driving to the Wing Tsun Library to learn boxing.

It was said that he was the descendant of the creator of the Wing Tsun, Yan Yongchun, and the one he taught was the most authentic Wing Tsun.

There were a lot of disciples studying martial arts in the fighting arts building, but Xia Lei came early, when he came, the fighting arts building was empty. Only Master Liang Zhengchun was standing in front of the wooden piles to practice.

Bang bang bang bang bang ?

Liang Zhengchun was a man in his early fifties, but his fists and legs were extremely nimble and powerful, not showing any signs of his age at all.

Xia Lei walked over and greeted him, "Good morning Master Liang."

Liang Zhengchun stopped his punching and kicking and looked at Xia Lei. His face also revealed a smile, "It's Lei Zi, you came so early." Even though Xia Lei had only been here for three days, he had a very deep impression of Xia Lei.

Xia Lei laughed, "My shop is fine, come back early to train."

Liang Zhengchun said: "Alright, practice your little thoughts first, let me see."

The first stage of learning Wing Tsun was just a small thought. It was a practice of movement, footwork, force exerting methods, power exerting angles, and other basic skills. Only after you've practiced your little ideas can you go further and practice more advanced content, such as bridging, poking, poking, flinging, pointing, wooden stakes, and three-star stakes, and so on.

During the three days that Xia Lei had been learning the Wing Tsun, he had been practicing his little ideas every day.

Xia Lei made a stance, and then started to practice his footwork and movement techniques. Both of his hands were also constantly changing from offense to defense, showing off his fighting moves.

Liang Zhengchun was secretly fearful when he saw this. Other people would need a few months to completely master this thought, and Xia Lei's time of three days was just right. However, he did not express it on his face. Instead, he quietly watched and occasionally gave Xia Lei some pointers on the important points he needed to pay attention to. Xia Lei learned seriously, and he taught seriously as well.

After a few minutes, Liang Zhengchun said, "Stop, let's practice till here. Rest for a while, before training anything else."

Xia Lei retracted his fist stance and asked: "Master Liang, how am I doing?"

Liang Zhengchun said: "Not bad, I have taught many students, you are the fastest one to learn. "My grandfather once said that I was a fast learner, but I feel that you are even faster than I was."

Xia Lei laughed, and did not say much. He would not forget the things that his left eye had seen, he would remember every single word of the teaching materials that Liang Zhengchun had taught him. He had also learned the moves that Liang Zhengchun had taught him before, of course, he would learn very quickly, and it was normal for his speed to surpass Liang Zhengchun's back then.

Just then, a few students walked in. Liang Zhengchun went up to greet them and arranged for their training.

In the past, whenever a disciple saw his Master, he would kowtow and offer his tea in a very respectful manner. Now that the times had changed, the master had become the teacher, the disciple had become the student, and the teacher had to take care of the student, his attitude had to be even better. True, if the attitude of service is not good, and the students have gone to study judo, taekwondo, who will learn chun?

The few students who came were all seniors and were basically all at least a year old. The one leading them was called Lu Sheng. He was a retired Special Forces soldier and could already fight in a scattered manner. He was the strongest student here, and regardless of his popularity, the younger students would call him Brother Sheng to show their respect.

"Ah, Kazu, why are you so early today?" Liang Zhengchun went forward and greeted him with a smile.

Lu Sheng was also courteous, "Good morning, Master Liang. The boss temporarily left the country today, and since I don't have a visa, I can't follow him. I'm fine at home, so I came over to train."

He was a professional bodyguard.

The other students also greeted Liang Zhengchun respectfully.

After which, the students began to practice. They catch a pair of hands, feet, some simply fight each other, the scene is hot.

Xia Lei was envious of the scene, but unfortunately he did not have a partner to practice kung fu. He watched for a while, then walked straight to the wooden stake, and imitated Liang Zhengchun's movements just now, and started to hit the wooden stake.

Piling wood people was already a very high level course in the Wing Tsun, it was impossible without a year or more of school age. But that was only the case with other people. This kind of restriction was minimal with Xia Lei. Whenever he thought about it again, Liang Zhengchun's actions just now would come to mind one by one. Whenever he wanted to punch out, punch out in that direction, strike out at any place, and so on, he would be able to recall every single detail.

Bang bang bang bang bang ?

Compared to Liang Zhengchun's ease and familiarity, Xia Lei's movements were a little stiff, as if his reaction speed was always half a beat slower. However, his movements were accurate, and he looked like a person who had been training with the wooden stake for months.

Liang Zhengchun looked at Xia Lei who was beating up a wooden stake in shock. Although he did not say it, he could not help but mutter in his heart, "This brat is strange, it's only been four days and he already dared to hit a wooden stake. In the past, I only dared to hit a wooden stake after practicing for a year. In this day and age, could there still be a genius in martial arts? "

Just then, Lu Sheng ended his hand-to-hand sparring with a student, and walked towards Xia Lei.

Xia Lei didn't even notice that Lu Sheng was walking over. He was already immersed in imitating Liang Zhengchun's movements. In the beginning, he had always imitated movements that were half a beat slower, but once he started fighting, he felt that the delay in his movements had weakened a bit, as it was already very close to Liang Zhengchun's speed.

Bang bang bang bang bang ?

His fists and feet struck against the hard wooden piles, causing his bones to ache and his muscles to ache, but Xia Lei ignored the pain. Thinking of Liu Ying's crying face, thinking of what had happened to her, thinking of Gu Kewen, thinking of Lin Bo Wen and Lin Ya Ru, an uncontrollable rage arose in his heart. The pain she felt was not even worth mentioning in front of this rage.

"There will be a day when I will beat Gu Kewen up like a wooden stake!" With this thought in mind, Xia Lei trained even harder.

"Hey, kid, give way." Lu Sheng said as he frowned.

In this Wing Tsun Palace, other than Liang Zhengchun, everyone else would politely call him Brother Sheng when they saw him. They would let him practice whatever he wanted to, but Xia Lei did not even glance at him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Xia Lei's mind was full of Liang Zhengchun's act of hitting the wooden stake, and he did not notice that Lu Sheng was already standing behind him and saying a few words, his fists and feet were swiftly hitting the wooden stake smoothly, and his actions were not one bit inferior to any of the older students who had trained in Wing Tsun for one or two years.

"Kid, are you deaf?" Lu Sheng suddenly reached out and grabbed Xia Lei's shoulder. With a tug, Xia Lei was immediately thrown away.

By the time Xia Lei managed to react, his feet had already left the ground.

Bang! Xia Lei was struck hard on the ground. Only now did he realize that it was Lu Sheng who had knocked him down.

"What are you doing?" Xia Lei was a little confused, he did not know what had happened.

Lu Sheng grinned, "You only came a few days and you dare hit a wooden stake? I can see how powerful you are, that's why my hands felt itchy at the moment, wanting to test your skills. You're not bad. I thought I could throw you to the door, but you only flew three meters. "

Xia Lei immediately understood that this Lu Sheng did not like him and purposely came to look for trouble with him.

"What is it? Are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, we can fight one round. Lu Sheng looked at Xia Lei provocatively, "Do you dare?"

Even young people are courageous, if they don't retaliate even after being beaten up, can they still be considered men?

Xia Lei got up from the ground, "So be it!"

Lu Sheng was startled, "You really dare to fight with me?"

"I may not be able to beat you, but that is different from daring. I can't beat you, but I'm not afraid of you. I dare to fight you. " Xia Lei said.

Lu Sheng laughed and weirdly gave Xia Lei a thumbs up, "He's a man, I'll hold back a little later."

Xia Lei did not say anything and just took action.

Liang Zhengchun hurried over and shouted, "What are you doing? Did I teach you Wing Tsun for fighting? If I want to beat you up, then go out and fight, don't fight at my place. "

Lu Sheng said, "Master Liang, I was joking with my junior, I won't be serious. "Besides, can I bully a new student?"

Xia Lei also retracted his hand posture, and said: "Right, what we are joking with, is not true."

At this time, a woman's voice suddenly came from the entrance of the boxing club, "Monk, I think you are bullying a new student."

Xia Lei looked over to the source of the sound and saw a woman walking in from the door.