I was once told by a guy that he would visit the park in his local Chinatown where the old guys did Tai Chi in the mornings. This guy also was taking lessons for a Southern System at a local school (he might've felt they wer holding back on the material at the local school, I don't remember, but maybe he was looking to supplement his lessons by learning more at the park). Anyway, he would go push hands with the old guys over at the park mornings every weekend, and they eventually asked him if he studied any style of kung fu? He told them the style he was studying at the school. Eventually they pointed out one of the old gentlemen to him and told him that he taught the style the student was studying at the school. So the young guy/student started asking the old guy to teach him every weekend when he'd see him. So one day, the old guy is fed up with the impertinent young guy and dim mak's him. The young guy starts screaming and his spleen explodes right on the spot! Okay, okay. Just making sure you guys were paying attention. So after about a year of this young guy asking the old guy to teach him every weekend, the old guy comes up to him and says if you really want me to teach you, come with me to yam cha. When they get there, the old guy says: "If you want to learn from me, you've got to be serious! I don't take students, only disciples! Are you sure you want to learn?" The young guy assures him he's serious. The old guy tells him to pour him a cup of tea, and the young guy does. The old guy tells the young guy that he is now his disciple, and tells him when and where to meet him for his first lesson. He never charged the young guy anything, and the young guy was so happy with the material he learned from the old guy that he stopped taking lessons at the school. To this day the young guy is ecstatic with his good fortune in finding this teacher and recommends this same method for finding a teacher to anyone that asks him.
I was on the metro earlier, deep in meditation, when a ruffian came over and started causing trouble. He started pushing me with his bag, steadily increasing the force until it became very annoying. When I turned to him, before I could ask him to stop, he immediately started hurling abuse like a scoundrel. I performed a basic chin na - carotid artery strike combination and sent him to sleep. The rest of my journey was very peaceful, and passersby hailed me as a hero - Warrior Man