I practiced my spirituality alone in Hong Kong.

Wen Zhilan didn't want to talk to him anymore.

She and Li Chang'an arrived at the entrance to Qingshan Road.

A black Bentley was parked on the side of the road, its exquisite and prestigious "B" emblem gleaming in the sunlight.

Aunt Rong, dressed in a smart suit, stood by the car, opened the door for Wen Zhilan, and helped her to her seat while glancing sideways at Li Chang'an.

Li Chang'an met the squad leader's housekeeper for the first time.

He returned her gaze with equal ruthlessness, mirroring her undisguised scrutiny.

Some people judge a person by their face first, some by their chest, and some by their feet.

But Li Chang'an would look at the hands first.

Because the palm of the hand is the primary indicator of a person's fighting ability and fighting habits.

People who practice boxing and Sanda for many years will have large, protruding knuckles covered in hard calluses.

Those who practice swordsmanship year-round have the thickest calluses on their hands, while those who practice with spears, clubs, and other weapons have their palms evenly covered with calluses.

Different weapons and fighting styles will leave different marks on your hands.

This is why in many martial arts novels, true masters don't need to fight.

The reason why you can get a pretty good idea of ​​someone's strength just by looking at their palm or shaking their hand.

Although Aunt Rong was a woman, her hands were not as soft as those of an ordinary woman.

The first joint of her index finger was worn smooth, as if it had been pressed for many years, smoothing out the fingerprints.

There was a dark callus on the inside of her palm and between her thumb and forefinger, as if it was left from holding some kind of object and the palm often bearing some kind of recoil.

Li Chang'an also noticed that she habitually leaned to one side when standing, and her hands always unconsciously went to her waist...

Are there guns there?

Aunt Rong was somewhat surprised by Li Chang'an's quick detection of her waist.

Although she always heard Wen Zhilan talk about how amazing Li Chang'an's kung fu was.

But a skilled bodyguard like her, trained in modern special forces, looks down on people like Li Chang'an who are supposedly practitioners of traditional martial arts.

In the past, I even thought that all these kinds of people were liars.

After all, there are indeed many people in this era who swindle and deceive others by claiming to be traditional kung fu masters, qigong masters, or meditation masters.

But now, having met him for the first time, she had to admit that the boy might actually have some talent, which explained why he could give her a sense of novelty and pique her interest.

Of course, it's just a little skill.

Observational skills are not the same as combat skills. So what if he can find a gun?

Do you still want to use so-called kung fu to defeat firearms?

Aunt Rong smiled inwardly, stopped looking at him, tightened the side of her suit jacket, and got out of Li Chang'an's sight, getting into the driver's seat.

As the Bentley's engine started, Wen Zhilan rolled down the window, waved to him, and called out:

"Remember to pick me up tomorrow morning, Li Chang'an."

"Didn't Uncle Wen come back...?"

"My dad is very busy. He stays at home for an afternoon and then flies away to other places in the evening."

Wen Zhilan licked her lips and whispered:

"If Li Chang'an dares to come to Taiping Mountain tonight, then my house can be empty."

Feeling Aunt Rong's cold gaze and hearing the creaking sound of her gripping the leather cover on the steering wheel.

Li Chang'an's throat bobbed.

The class monitor is getting bolder and bolder. Who spoiled him like this...? He's so seductive, is this even acceptable?!

……

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After Wen Zhilan left, Li Chang'an returned to the film set and focused on continuing his cultivation.

The scene of the cat and snake fighting just now gave him a lot of inspiration.

Although Li Chang'an's kung fu skills were extracted from Director Yuan's film world, the real-world kung fu concepts can definitely be of great help to him.

Now that the Snake Style Kung Fu is on hold for the time being, Li Chang'an went to ask Director Yuan where the inspiration for Eagle Claw Kung Fu came from.

Director Yuen has met many stuntmen and martial arts performers, but most of them only care about whether the moves look good on camera. Once the film is finished, they consider their job done. They don't really like or love kung fu or kung fu culture.

This was the first time he had met someone like Li Chang'an, who was willing to delve into the origins and development of kung fu.

Director Yuan felt a sense of mutual respect and enthusiastically rummaged through the room to find a few books and handed them to Li Chang'an.

"The inspiration for Eagle Claw Kung Fu and the Eagle Claw School in my script mostly comes from Chen Zizheng, the Eagle Claw King of Hong Kong."

"Chen Zizheng?"

Director Yuan nodded.

"Mr. Chen Zizheng integrated Shaolin Luohanquan, Fanziquan, and Yue Family Sanshou to create Eagle Claw Fanziquan."

In 1921, he fought in martial arts tournaments in Wuhan, and after three days on stage, no one dared to challenge him. He was officially hailed as the "Eagle Claw King" by the Chinese martial arts community!

"He then went to Hong Kong Jingwu Association as head coach, and the following year went to Singapore, where he defeated the British boxing champion in half a round, making a name for himself in Southeast Asia."

The Nanyang Chinese Chamber of Commerce also presented him with an Indonesian kris short sword, with the words "Chinese Boxing King" engraved on the blade.

This is enough to prove that he was a very remarkable kung fu master.

"These books are Mr. Chen Zizheng's insights on martial arts and his experience in practicing Eagle Claw Fist. If you are interested, Anzai, I can lend them to you for a few days so you can take a look."

"Thank you, Director Yuan."

After thanking Director Yuan, Li Chang'an took the book and went out to study it.

The book states that when Chen Zizheng was practicing, he first practiced stance training, then claw training, and finally fist training.

Nourish your fingers with qi, strengthen your body with stance, and subdue your enemy with grappling.

The foundation of martial arts is the most important thing; technique is secondary.

With Li Chang'an's proficiency in Eagle Claw Kung Fu, he is not lacking in skills, but he does lack the basic skills to solidify his foundation.

He learned a move called Eagle Claw Stance from the book.

When practicing Eagle Claw Stance, one should keep the spine straight, chest slightly concave and back straight, shoulders relaxed and elbows drooping, and the ten fingers should often be shaped like eagle claws.

By practicing regular breathing and standing meditation, one can achieve a unified movement of the shoulders, elbows, wrists, and fingers, allowing energy to flow through all ten fingers.

When one has mastered the skill, one can easily shatter bricks or sheet metal with a single finger.

Li Chang'an took a deep breath and began to stand in the Eagle Claw stance.

Thanks to the foundation he had built while practicing the snake stance, he quickly found the knack for the eagle claw stance, even though it was different from the snake stance, and immersed himself in it with the help of flow.

Young man, you have been diligently practicing the Eagle Claw stance in the state of flow. Heaven rewards diligence. Your Eagle Claw grappling skill experience has increased by 10 (beginner level 55/100)

After an unknown amount of time, Li Chang'an opened his eyes, looked at the rising experience points in front of him, felt the smooth flow in his shoulders, back, elbows, and fingers, and smiled.

"Tracing back to the source, it turns out that using real-world kung fu principles can actually increase experience points."

Li Chang'an took a deep breath, curled his fingertips inward, tightened his tiger's mouth, and prepared to use the Eagle Claw Grappling Hand starting stance.

Then he suddenly lunged forward, his claws swooping down like a hawk's wings, and began to strike the wooden stake in front of him.

As the fists and fingers struck the wooden stake like raindrops, they produced a deep, dull thud.

The wooden stake trembled continuously, and its sturdy surface, which had a shiny patina and was so solid that even a knife could hardly leave a mark, gradually developed various fist and claw marks.

Li Chang'an calmed down and sat down to recover his strength.

Hwang Jung-lee, who had finished filming, also came over.

He stroked the fist and claw marks left by Li Chang'an on the wooden stake and sighed softly:

"penetrating."

"Anzai, you're even more formidable now than when you crushed that beast's throat."

"Master Huang, you've improved a lot since we first met."

Hwang Jang-ri grinned: "But you're not improving nearly as fast as me, are you?"

"Alright, let's not stand on ceremony between us."

Do you remember our promise? A month from now, we'll spar and decide the winner.

"But now it seems that your strength has caught up with mine, so I don't need to go easy on you, a young upstart, and I don't need to use moves to measure my skills anymore."

In a few days, Director Yuen will go to the outskirts of the New Territories to film the two most important action scenes: the Snake Fist vs. the Eagle Claw Kung Fu.

"Let's put our skills to the test there. I'm really looking forward to that day."