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  1. #101
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    Dear brothers and sisters,

    In fact, the story about that master is quite long and I just share the beginning of the story, the complete story makes up the whole Chapter 36 which is very interesting to read

    Well I believe a lot of us will face the difficulties when we try to promote our arts to the public. Sifu shares how he expands Shaolin Wahnam Institute when it first established in Chapter 37, which might gives us some ideas or guidelines to market the arts. Following is an interesting about Golden Bell during Sifu's early years.

    How My Family Helped Our School to Expand

    How did I expand chi kung taught by Shaolin Wahnam Institute, which operated in a sole proprietor format to so many centres without the help of executive committees in my early years? It was due to the untiring effort and dedication of my family, especially my wife, two eldest daughters and eldest son. For those few years of expansion, my eldest daughter, Wong Sau Foong, was about 12 years old, my second daughter, Wong Wei Foong, about 9, and my eldest son, Wong Chun Nga, about 5. My youngest daughter, Wong Siew Foong, and my youngest son, Wong Chun Yian, were not yet born.

    It was quite a sentimental experience. First, I prepared brochures explaining what chi kung was and the benefits one could derive from practising it, and stated the place, date and time of a free seminar. I drove my wife and the three children in an old car to a housing estate, and my children would have fun putting the brochures into post boxes of houses, while my wife and I made sure they were safe from cars, drains and dogs.

    On an appointed day, usually at night, I would talk about chi kung and its benefits, and then answer questions from audience. I announced that we would start a chi kung class at the place if more than twenty people indicated interest. If there were less than twenty interested people, we would not hold the class.

    There were almost always more than twenty people interested in an audience ranging from about fifty to a hundred. On two or three occasions when there were less than twenty people interested, those present persuaded me to conduct the class and they promised to bring their family members or friends to make up the missing number. They always kept their promise. I was sincere in my approach, and the audience appreciated my sincerity.

    I preferred to work on a sole proprietor format for Shaolin Wahnam Institute. After my experience with Shaolin Wahnam Association where any innovations had to be approved by an executive committee who might not meet often, and my experience with Advanced Service where innovations had to be approved by the other two partners though they usually agreed to my proposals, I found working in a sole proprietor format where I was responsible for my own innovations and their success depended on my own ability was more suitable for my purpose.

    Besides these chi kung classes, two multi-national corporations also invited me to teach their top executives and senior managers chi kung. When I first started teaching in one of these two multi-national corporations, a senior engineer had a serious heart problem. He was supposed to go to the United States for some newly invented treatment where a balloon was to be inserted into his problematic artery. He asked for my opinion, and I told him that he could first give chi kung a try. He did and after a few months, medical tests showed that his heart problem had disappeared.

    Alarming Story about Golden Bell

    There was an interesting, if not alarming, story connected with this senior engineer. This multi-national corporation rented a compound from the University of Science Malaysia for chi kung practice. One afternoon, after our weekly practice, we spent some time talking about how chi kung enhanced martial art. A student asked whether Golden Bell, where a practitioner could take punches and kicks and even weapon attacks without sustaining injury, was real. When I told them it was true, some students asked whether I knew it, and if so, whether I could demonstrate to them for “opening their eyes”.

    So, in the following weekly session, I brought along a chopper, the type that hawkers used to chop bones. I intended to give a demonstration of Golden Bell before starting chi kung practice. The senior engineer, who was tall and huge, was standing in front at my right side. I casually handed the chopper to him, not because of his huge size but because he was nearby, and continued talking to the class.

    I saw from a corner of my right eye he was making an exaggerated movement, swinging his body back with the chopper firmly in his right hand. I thought he was making a joke, or rehearsing his swinging movement. But no, in the next instant, the chopper was coming right into me, powerfully and fast. It was so sudden, and so unexpected that there was no way at all to escape.

    The sharp chopper hit me full force on my stomach, bounced away about twenty feet, making a few clanging sounds as it struck a tree and rebounced on the hard ground. Luckily, the chopper did not hit anyone on its way. Even if it struck someone on the blunt edge, it would have killed him.

    I could remember very clearly the senior engineer was in total shock, his eyes and mouth were wide open, and not a sound issued from him. He was probably shocked at what he just did. Indeed, not a sound issued from anyone present. Everybody froze. There was no doubt that any other person who did not have genuine Golden Bell would have his bowel open with his insides pouring out!

    My T-shirt was cut, but I was totally unhurt. There was a red mark on my stomach, but it disappeared the next day.

    Usually, in a Golden Bell demonstration, the one chopping a sharp weapon at the Golden Bell master would do so very gently at first. The master would have to ask him to chop harder and harder. Certainly no one, not even the senior engineer himself, would expect him to really swing a sharp chopper at full force and full speed at a demonstrator.

    The chopper was really sharp. When I returned home and related the incident to my wife, she was shocked. She said she just sent the chopper to be sharpened by a grinder the day before.

    Attach two pictures:
    1. A picture showing a chi kung seminar in the early days of 1980s.
    2. An old picture showing me demonstrating Golden Bell.

    With Shaolin Salute,
    Chun Yian
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  2. #102
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    Hussain is offline Sifu Hussain Ali - Instructor, Shaolin Wahnam Saudi Arabia
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    Wonderful . Many thanks Chun Yian for sharing

    Looking forward to the book

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    LeeWeiJoo is offline Sifu Lee Wei Joo - Instructor, Shaolin Wahnam Malaysia
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    I can't help but feel excited for this book!

    And the photos are worth their weight in gold!

    With Shaolin Salute,
    Lee Wei Joo

  4. #104
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    Hi there,

    Another part in the book which related to our school's treasure - Distant Chi Transmission, was also not welcoming by other kungfu schools during Sifu's early years where Shaolin Wahnam Institute was just founded.

    Interesting Cases of Distant Chi Transmission

    Distant chi transmission, a very high-level skill of sending chi to someone or a group of people in a distance, is unbelievable but true. I first read about distant chi transmission performed by Sifu Yan Xin (严新), one of the greatest chi kung masters the world has ever produced. Professor Qian Xue Sen (钱学森), regarded as the father of the Chinese rocket, conducted some experiments at the prestigious Tsinghua University (清华大学) and confirmed that distant chi transmission was a reality.

    I had some experiences with distant chi transmission that were interesting. Once I was travelling in a car from Sungai Petani to Kulim to conduct a chi kung class, and had to transmit chi while driving to a sick student as promised to help him recover. Later, he told me that he received my chi transmission and benefited from it, but he was curious that he felt like being in a boat. At first, I was curious too, but suddenly I realised that the road I was travelling while transmitting chi, was undulating.

    On another occasion, I had to transmit chi while having supper at a table with some students after a chi kung class in Alor Setar. I told the students to carry on with their supper but leave me alone while I transmitted chi, sitting at the same table with them. I closed my eyes, entered into meditation and sent chi to a student. The student later told me that he sensed a very strong aroma while receiving chi. He searched all over his house as well as around it outside, but could not determine the source of the strong aroma.

    Then I remembered that at the time I transmitted chi, a hawker was pouring rice noodles into a burning hot wok, or frying pan, with bubbling oil, to fry “char koay teow”, a local delicious dish, with rising vapour full of pungent aroma.

    “Was it an aroma of char koay teow?” I asked.

    “Ah, that’s it. How come I didn’t think of the char koay teow aroma!”

    The molecular structure of chi in the air of the moment was transmitted to the recipient.

    Concerted Attacks on Me

    Distant chi transmission caused me a big difficulty, but like many other difficulties, it turned out to be a great blessing in disguise. It led to events that eventually enabled me to spread the wonderful benefits of the Shaolin arts to thousands of people irrespective of race, culture and religion all over the world.

    In support of Sifu Yan Xin, I made an announcement which was published in many newspapers that distant chi transmission was a reality. This gave many people a reason, or an excuse, to attack me. I believed before this many people were not happy with me for various reasons, but they did not have a good opportunity to vent their anger on me. I lived my life as an exemplary kungfu and chi kung master. I didn’t smoke or drink, I didn’t gamble, I didn’t womanise, I didn’t cheat, I didn’t tell lies, I didn’t boast, I didn’t challenge others to fights – activities a few masters seemed proud to indulge in.

    The attacks were consistent and concerted, and came mainly from masters and schools in Penang. I was quite disappointed that, except from those in our Shaolin Wahnam groups, considering the effort and time I had contributed in the promotion of kungfu and lion dance in the state, no masters or schools from Kedah stood out not necessarily in defence of my views but in a more objective and balanced manner. The basic attack was that I was insane to even suggest distant chi transmission was a possibility.

    The trouble started quite innocently. During a public seminar in Bukit Mertajam where Shaolin Wahnam Institute organised to promote a new chi kung class, a group of martial artists whom we suspected came from another famous Shaolin school, challenged us, suggesting that chi was unreal. One of our instructors, Chan Chee Kong, channelled chi to a person in their group to prove the reality of chi. He tensed his body to resist the chi transmitted, resulting in him sustaining some serious blockage. To avoid trouble, I opened the blockage and reactivated his chi flow. The seminar went on, and a new chi kung class was formed in Bukit Mertajam.

    After the incident, Chan Chee Kong said to me, “Sifu, you were very kind. That person was pale with energy blockage as he tensed his muscle to resist my chi channelling. But you opened his blockage to let his chi flow again.”

    “I didn’t want to create any trouble,” I said.

    A few weeks later, during a chi kung class in Bukit Mertajam, a challenger whom I suspected was an instructor from the other Shaolin school, came with a friend and aggressively accused me of publishing his photo in a newspaper about chi kung where our school, Shaolin Wahnam Institute, was mentioned. He said that this implied he was my student, which was not true, and challenged me to a fight.

    I calmly and politely declined his challenge, and pointed out to him that the photo in question was not from us, but posted by the journalist of the report without our knowing. His friend, who was soft spoken, identified himself as a police officer in plain clothes and told me he was glad there was no fighting. In fact, he said, he came along so that he could stop any trouble should it arose.

    These two issues could have spread among the public. A few days later, a well-known Shaolin school in Bukit Mertajam clarified in newspapers that the challenges were not related to their school at all.

    The attacks on me regarding distant chi transmission continued, in newspapers as well as in private talks. It was interesting that no one ever suggested to test whether distant chi transmission was possible, or to ask me, the accused, to prove that it existed. The accusers just assumed that distant chi transmission was simply absurd.

    I again announced that distant chi transmission was a reality and stressed that chi kung could be employed to help people overcome illness. I implored chi kung and kungfu masters to come together to study it so as to bring its benefits to the public. Had my suggestions been taken seriously, the history of chi kung healing today would be very different.

    But no one was interested in my suggestion, in my willingness to share the knowledge and skills to help people overcome illness. My attackers were more interested to show what a big idiot I was to say one could transmit chi over a distance. So, I proposed that some responsible organisations could first conduct a test to find out whether distant chi transmission was true.

    Best wishes,
    Chun Yian

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    Sifu's humility and courage are inspiring.

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    Lee Wei Joo

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    Hi brothers and sisters,

    Distant chi transmission was not welcome and even rejected by other kungfu schools, and Sifu and his team being accused by a lot of other instructors from other schools. The situation become worsen when some people in Shaolin Wahnam Association also betrayed Sifu. Following was the event where Sifu resigned from Shaolin Wahnam Association and an interesting conversation between Sigung Ho and Sifu.

    Resignation from Shaolin Wahnam Association

    Around this time, I resigned as the grandmaster from Shaolin Wahnam Association – an event that caused me much pain. The pain was more when it came from those I had selflessly dedicated myself to, at a time when others not so close but still knew me enough to regard me as a hero if not a god, started deserting me.

    It was a very painful period of my life. Indeed, I asked myself what had I done wrong. I had been truthful to myself, truthful to my students, truthful to all I knew, and also to those I might not even know, and I had lived my life according to the highest teachings of the Shaolin arts, conducting myself with righteousness and moral dignity. Yet, now many people in town pointed an ominous finger at me, though behind my back, exclaiming what a bad guy I was that even some of my most senior students were leaving me, what a big fool I was trying hopelessly to scavenge back some reputation by claiming distant chi transmission was real.

    But I trusted the Divine. I firmly believed that goodness would always result in goodness, and I had no doubt that all that I did was guided by the principle of doing good.

    I had the undivided support and love of my wife and children, as well as many of my loyal students. Indeed, I once said to my wife that even if all my other students left me, I would consider myself having lived my life well by having a few loyal students who would always stand by me.

    Shaolin Wahnam Association was different from Shaolin Wahnam Institute. The former was formed according to society rules, and run by an elected executive committee, whereas the latter was formed according to company rules, and run by me as sole proprietor ownership.

    By this time, Lee Kuan Lim had resigned as Chairman of Shaolin Wahnam Association for personal reasons, and the position was held by Tan Chang Cheng, another community leader in Sungai Petani.

    It was a tradition in Shaolin Wahnam Association, as well as in any associations with kungfu as their main activities, that the grandmaster chose his team of instructors. As I felt my senior student who worked with the chi kung master who rented his house as a clinic had betrayed me, I did not list this senior student as one of my team of instructors. However, during an executive committee meeting, the Chairman nominated him as an instructor of the association, and the nomination was seconded by the Honorary Secretary.

    I objected to the appointment. The Chairman, who had much experience in conducting meetings, looked around quickly and while other committee members were still in a daze about this unexpected development, the Chairman concluded that as there was no seconder for my objection, his nomination was valid.

    As a matter of principles, I resigned as the grandmaster of the association. But in order that my resignation would not affect the smooth teaching of kungfu and lion dance in the association, I continued to teach there until the association could find some suitable persons to replace me. However, I heard rumours that despite my resignation, I still clung onto the post. To avoid my goodwill be mistaken as selfishness, I stopped going to the association immediately.

    Later, there were complaints that the senior student who took over my post did not attend to teach regularly. A delegation came to my house to request me to return to teach in the association, but I declined. Soon, activities came to a standstill, and the association existed only in name for a few years. Eventually, a few remaining members deregistered the association. It was a great pity that once Shaolin Wahnam Association was the best known in the region, but eventually ceased to exist. My loyal students stayed with me.

    My Sifu’s Wise Advice

    On the other hand, my students and I planned not only to accept but to expand a challenge from another famous Shaolin school. The challenge was implied rather than overtly issued. We would propose a three-tier match with no referees and no rules, like what was done in the “lei-tai” (雷台), or fighting platform, in the past where combatants would fight to death or until one conceded defeat.

    At the first tier, three students of Shaolin Wahnam Institute would fight three students of the other Shaolin school. In the second tier, three instructors from each side would fight. In the third tier, I would fight the grandmaster of the other school. We also wanted public verification that all combatants were from the respective schools, and not hired from outside. In our moment of fancy, we thought this would be the match of the century.

    We made preparation in secret. But my sifu, Sifu Ho Fatt Nam, somehow knew about it, possibly through this cosmic wisdom. He flew in immediately to ask me to stop.

    “We are confident of winning, sifu,” I said. “We have at least 60%”.

    “It is precisely because you are going to win that you must stop!”

    I was surprised. “Why, sifu?”

    “If we lose, that is the end of the matter. But if we win, and I know you will win, the feud will never end!”

    “But, sifu, they insulted us. They say our bricks are fake, our arts are fake, and our chi kung not real.”

    “Is what they say true?” My sifu asked.

    “Of course what they say is not true.”

    “That’s important. If what they say is true, we have to correct ourselves. If what they say is not true, why should you waste time over unfounded accusations?”

    There was much wisdom in it, I thought. As I let the wisdom sink in, my sifu continued.

    “Don’t waste your time creating enemies. Spend your time teaching deserving students, and save people irrespective of race, culture and religion.”

    My sifu’s wisdom dawned on me. His words had a direct bearing on the future development of Shaolin Wahnam Institute.

    Obviously, Sigung Ho's advice had make huge changes in Sifu's mind. Or else, Sifu and his loyal students would eventually took up the challenge and the history of Shaolin Wahnam Institute will be changed. Indeed it was a very important conversation for Sifu.

    *Attached a picture showing one of many newspapers reporting a melee during a public discussion on distant chi transmission.

    With shaolin salute,
    Chun Yian
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    Hi brothers and sisters,

    Many people in Shaolin Wahnam are keen to know how Sifu progressed in combat efficiency. There are many descriptions in the autobiography of Sifu sparring with other masters. The following three are excellent representations.

    The first represents the situation when Sifu first started kungfu. It also represents the situation of most kungfu practitioners today regardless of how long they have trained.

    The second represents the situation after Sifu had worked hard on combat application on his own after learning from Uncle Righteousness, and when Sifu sought sparring partners to improve his combat efficiency.

    The third represents the situation after Sifu had learned from Sigung Ho Fatt nam, when Sifu could defeat other masters readily.

    1 From Chapter 6

    My own awakening was very painful. The first inkling of my helplessness in real fighting occurred quite early. I was in Form One in Penang Free School. One day, for a trifle reason which I cannot remember now, I had a fight with my classmate, Ch'ng Lim Chee. We arranged to fight after school in a rambutan plantation nearby (the plantation has now been converted into a housing area). Many school boys eager to join in the fun accompanied and cheered us.

    Although I was only thirteen years old, I had been practicing kungfu, or what I thought was kungfu, for three years. So my schoolmates expected me to give Ch'ng Lim Chee a thrashing. Some even said it was unfair and ungallantly of me to fight Lim Chee.

    Lim Chee and I stood in the centre of a circle formed by high-spirited schoolboys, clapping and urging us to start the fight. "Come on," I called confidently. "Come on! Attack me!" I fancied that I would ward off every of my opponent's attacks with some graceful, stylistic moves, before finally demolishing him with one characteristic kungfu stroke, typical of what we normally see in a kungfu movie.

    Although Lim Chee was small-sized like me, his courage was not little. He charged at me like a bull, and all of a sudden I could only see flying fists and dancing stars as his punches landed on me. All my kungfu knowledge vanished at that moment. I could not even use any kungfu stances or techniques that I had so arduously learnt. All I could do was swinging my fists wildly, typical of children fighting. There was no art, no system, no patterns. These artless, wild movements, nevertheless, had some effect, for Lim Chee, being hit by some of my aimless blows hurriedly re­treated a few steps and fell backward onto the uneven ground.

    It was luck, not art, that enabled me to cause Lim Chee's fall. But I did not exploit my lucky position and charged at him while he was picking himself up from the ground. Trying to imitate the gallantry of classi­cal kungfu heroes who would not attack opponents while the latter were in disadvantageous circumstances, I called out, "Get up, and when you're ready, we'll resume our fight."

    I can recall overhearing one of my classmates, Wai Mun, say, "Wah! In a fight, he even gives chance to his opponent to get up." Encouraged by Wai Mun's praise (or sneer?), and trying to further imitate past kungfu heroes, I posed a few kungfu stances while Lim Chee took his time to steady himself. These stances obvious­ly did not scarce my opponent a bit. In a flash he rushed at me again, and before I realized what had happened, Lim Chee, I, my kungfu stances and all were thrown into the air, and we were rolling and struggling on the ground, pulling and kicking at each other frantically, amidst the din and laughter of our excited onlookers.

    A few minutes later, when Lim Chee and I were quite exhausted from our typical children's brawl, and after our onlookers had had enough fun from our free entertaining show, some classmates separated us and ended the fight. Lim Chee and I gallantly shook hands and we remained good friends. But what was most unforgettable was Wai Mun's parting words: "How disappointing! I thought I could see some stylish kungfu actions, but he fought like any one of us. Now I know his kungfu is useless for fighting."

    2 From Chapter 9

    While teaching in Dungun, I was very active in table tennis, training various teams of the school to be champions of the state. Once I was playing table tennis with a colleague when the topic of martial art came up. As a kungfu lover, I talked highly of kungfu with the other teachers listening in awe. Another teacher, named Chew, who practiced Taekwondo was probably annoyed with my glowing accounts of kungfu, and suggested to have some free sparring with me. Of course, I was actually quite happy with an unexpected opportunity to spar with a martial artist of another style.

    Everyone stopped their table tennis and watched us spar. Chew adopted his Taekwondo stance. I gave a false move, covered his hands and executed a series of Tiger-Claws which rendered Chew quite helpless. I was quite smart. I knew Taekwondo exponents were good at kicks but not good in their hands. As soon as I closed in, I kept close so that Chew had no chance to kick.

    At that time I did not pay particular attention to the principle nor have the skills yet of covering an opponent adequately, but my application of Double Tiger Claws from my Tiger-Crane Set was efficient, giving my opponent no time to counter. He merely tried to ward of my various Tiger-Claws. Moreover, I was too close for him to execute his kicks. But even at that time my control was excellent, I did not hit him, merely circling my Tiger-Claws a few inches over his face and body.

    Having achieved my purpose, I retreated. “Actually, it was quite unfair,” I said, “I didn’t give you any chance to use your kicks. Let’s try again.”

    This time I stayed at my kungfu poise and waited for Chew to attack. I cannot remember what pattern I used for my poise, but most probably it was “Single Tiger Emerges from Cave”, which was a popular poise pattern in Uncle Righteousness’ school.

    Chew moved in with a thrust kick, followed by a round-house kick, and a reverse round-house. I tried to block the kicks with my Tiger-Claws, retreating at the same time. My defence techniques and tactics were bad. But at that time I did not know of good techniques and tactics against kicks. I also did not know the difference between techniques and tactics. I only used whatever patterns from the kungfu sets that I had practiced which I thought could be effective for the immediate occasions. I did not practise suitable counters beforehand and applied them when the situations arose.

    It was later after learning from Sifu Ho Fatt Nam that I developed and practiced excellent techniques and tactics against kicks. I was so efficient that I could catch an opponent’s leg as soon as he executed a side kick or a thrust kick, dodge and immediately move in with a leopard fist if he used a sweeping or round-house kick, and strike him at his back if he used a reverse round-house. Shaolin Wahnam students today are very lucky. They learn all these excellent techniques and tactics, and more, right at the start of their combat application training.

    Yet, my progress from using bad techniques and tactics against kicks to excellent techniques and tactics that I could defeat an opponent as soon as he kicked, was not bad. It took me about five years. Many kungfu practitioners, including some masters, might not know what to do when opponents kick them even when these practitioners may have practiced for twenty years!

    Using Tiger-Claws to block kicks is using bad techniques. Retreating when an opponent kicks is using bad tactics. We shall address the topic of using good techniques and tactics against kicks in later chapters.

    Luckily Chew was not good with his kicks. In fact he was quite slow and clumsy. Had he been fast and powerful, he could have easily defeated me with my poor defence techniques and tactics. I did not enquire about his Taekwondo ranking, but most probably he had not reached black belt level.

    After his reverse round-house kick, Chew was unstable and apparently lost his orientation. I grasped this opportunity to move in and, like before, waved my Double Tiger-Claws a few inches away from his face and body. Chew was helpless.

    3 From Chapter 25

    Although I had not systematized my combat sequences then, I had some opportunities to apply my Shaolin Kungfu with some masters. A neighbour who was Chinese and lived a few houses from me in Teluk Wanjar, a residential area in Alor Star, was a master of Silambam, an Indian martial art. Knowing that I practiced Shaolin Kungfu he invited me to his house to have tea. He demonstrated and explained some combat applications of his martial art to me.

    Perhaps finding that I did not exclaim as much amazement at his demonstration as he wanted me to, he asked me to grip his right wrist. Innocently I held his right wrist as requested. Immediately he moved a small step forward, guarded his grip with his left hand, bent his right arm and struck me hard with his right elbow, in the same way as a Shaolin pattern called “Dark Crow Flaps Wings”. Instinctively I moved a small step backward to avoid his elbow strike, which just brushed away at my chest, and responded with “Yellow Oriole Drinks Water”.

    It was not a specific technique I had trained beforehand. It was spontaneous and impromptu, and it was perfect. But what I remember most was a loud bang caused by my retreating leg kicking a metal bucket away.

    The Indian martial art master was surprised, not at the loud bang and not at my avoiding his unexpected, fast attack, but surprised that my right dragon-hand form was just an inch from his right eye. He probably sensed something worse. He looked down and was even more surprised to find my right foot just an inch from his sexual organ. Had I not controlled my kick, I would have smashed that part of bis body he must have valued highly, or at least caused him excruciating pain. Of course, you don’t do that to a neigbour whom you are likely to meet again everyday, recalling my sifu, Sifu Ho Fatt Nam, when a Japanese master tried to throw him, telling me that you wouldn’t elbow a guest who came to see you.

    But I was quite annoyed. I came as an invited guest. He asked me to grip his wrist, but without warning and without any control he smashed his elbow at me. He probably did not know I had trained Golden Bell, an advanced art that could take punches and kicks without sustaining injuries, but had his elbow strike hit an ordinary person it could have broken a rib or caused other serious damage.

    Nevertheless I was still courteous, and he invited me to visit his martial art school.

    When I arrived at this martial art school at an appointed time a few days later I was surprised not to find his students training but a Karate grandmaster having tea with him. This grandmaster was from a famous Karate style, and he was expanding his style into Kedah at that time.

    The Karate grandmaster might have studied Zen, or even better he practiced it. After some social pleasantries, he asked me if I would like a free sparring session with him.

    “Sure,” I answered promptly in a Zen-like manner.

    The grandmaster adopted a characteristic Karate poise while I stood at “Single Tiger Emerges from Cave.”

    With a typical Karate shout, he rushed in with multiple punches. His punches were powerful and fast, so instead of warding them off, I just retreated, but covering his punches with my circular hands using a pattern called “Kitten Washes Face.”

    This might have given him a false impression that I was like a kitten running away. He pressed in forcefully with more punches. When it was least expected, instead of retreating as he might have expected, I squatted down on one leg, floated his punches with my left hand, and thrust a cup fist at his dan tian, or abdominal energy field, using a Shaolin pattern called “Tame Tiger while Crouching on Ground.” My control was excellent. I stopped just an inch from his dan tian.

    The Karate grandmaster was caught by surprise. He froze for about two seconds, not knowing what to do. Then, realizing the situation, be bounced back, and sweeping my fist away he bounced forward again with a right punch to my head.

    I rose from my squatting position, turned right about, and in a side-way Horse-Riding Stance swung my back fist at his face, using a pattern called “Single Hitting Bell Sounds”. This time my control was not as good. I hit him on his jaw, but I pulled back in time not to cause any injury.

    He retreated, and though he did not concede defeat, which was unnecessary, it was very clear who the victor was.

    Later at night I retold the story to my wife.

    “The neigbour wanted to test your kungfu,” she said coyly.

    I was actually impressed with my wife’s perception. I was naive, it never occurred to me earlier.

    With Shaolin Salute,
    Chun Yian

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    Wonderful accounts!

    Thank you, Sifu for writing your autobiography, and thank you Chun Yian Siheng for sharing.

    Every installment is a pleasure to read, and leaves me with a big smile. I especially enjoyed Simu's comment.

    I've ready several installments to my three sons, who hang on every word. We're all looking forward to Sifu's completed autobiography!

    Best regards,

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    LeeWeiJoo is offline Sifu Lee Wei Joo - Instructor, Shaolin Wahnam Malaysia
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    Always a joy to read these teasers!

    Sifu's personal journey through Kung Fu combat efficiency is inspiring.

    With Shaolin Salute,
    Lee Wei Joo

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