Gaowu Fantasy: My Talent Has No Limit

"Brother Chu, why don't I have such momentum when I punch, and the entry of martial arts seems to be stuck in a swamp, and it is difficult to take a step forward."

In the practice room of the black Chang Ye bar, Wu Qingshan practiced with Chu Yang very respectfully.

In the past few days, Wu Qingshan has been cultivating seriously with Chu Yang. The more in-depth contact he has, the more terrifying Chu Yang is. The speed of the entry of old techniques is astonishing.

And every time he asked, Chu Yang didn't talk much but hit the nail on the head.

At this time, Chu Yang didn't stop when he heard Wu Qingshan's words, and said slowly: "The breath in your heart is gone! There are too many scruples when you make a move, you are afraid of your hands and feet, and your natural energy is not enough to concentrate. The cost is a matter, and in the end, only six or seven points can be displayed."

Wu Qingshan was silent for a while.

That's true, if it wasn't for this anger, how could he be defeated, even a person like Li Jihua could be bullied?

"Quit smoking and drinking, it will kill your will." Chu Yang said.

"Okay!" Wu Qingshan responded quickly.

Under Chu Yang's guidance, Wu Qingshan's understanding of martial arts has developed rapidly. For this junior who is many years behind, he has the feeling of facing a master before. People ignore age.

After practicing for another two hours, Chu Yang went down and threw a troublesome alcoholic into the bar. When he came back, Wu Qingshan, who had been contemplating, stood up and said respectfully to him, "Brother Chu, I'm practicing against you." Let me know, please advise!"

"That's right, you have some savvy, do you want to borrow my hand to nourish your heart?" Chu Yang asked with a smile.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Chu, it's true. Your defeat of Li Jihua that day was so heart-wrenching. If you dare not fight with you, I'm afraid it will be difficult to continue this tone." Wu Qingshan said in a deep voice.

"Yeah!" Chu Yang nodded indifferently, "I also know a little about Bajiquan, let's learn from each other!"

Wu Qingshan practiced Bajiquan and poking feet in the old techniques, but his realm was only at the level of rough proficiency.

Chu Yang is also practicing Bajiquan, and he and Zhou Jingling are also exchanging lessons during the day, so they are naturally very familiar with each other.

"Brother Chu, please advise!" Wu Qingshan waited intently.

Seeing his serious appearance, Chu Yang said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, I have my own sense of control, and when you are nervous, your body muscles are tense, your blood is restless, and you can't show your strength at all. Remember not to be afraid when you are in battle. Dangerous or not."

Wu Qingshan nodded gratefully, then took a deep breath, put out his fists, and then shook his steps suddenly, the floor made a muffled "boom", and the man rushed towards Chu Yang like a mad cow, and his long fist hit Chu Yang's chest.

"Not bad, just a little slower."

Chu Yang's footsteps made a mistake, the palm of his hand was as fast as lightning, he grabbed his wrist, and the soles of his feet stopped. Wu Qingshan was directly trapped in the twine, and was led by Chu Yang. "Teng Teng" ran a few steps forward before stabilizing his figure. If it was a life-and-death fight, his chances for this move would be lost, and it must be the result of being crushed and beaten to death.

"Tai Chi?" Wu Qingshan said.

Chu Yang nodded, "In this way, I will use Bajiquan instead of other old techniques. Let's do it again!"

Seeing Chu Yang's eighth-level boxing pose, Wu Qingshan knew that his level was higher than his own, and for the sake of martial arts, he gritted his teeth and stomped forward again.

This time, both of them used Bajiquan head-on, and the muffled sound of "Bang bang bang!" in the practice room resounded endlessly. Wu Qingshan used all his means, the more he punched, the happier he felt, as if all the hatred accumulated for many years had been released. , very transparent.

In the end, Wu Qingshan was exhausted and fell to the ground exhausted of energy and blood. Only then did Chu Yang withdraw his hand in a still unsatisfactory manner.

Now Wu Qingshan's heart is full of gratitude and even more admiration. Under Chu Yang's deliberate guidance, he could see some of the essence of his Bajiquan when he was fighting just now, and if he hadn't kept his hand, he would almost have died at any time. Take his life away.

Especially at the end, Chu Yang deliberately practiced for him the fierce tiger in the ultimate move of Bajiquan, climbing the mountain hard, which gave him a little understanding in his heart.

"Thank you Brother Chu for your advice." Wu Qingshan simply admires Chu Yang now.

Chu Yang smiled and said: "You can learn from each other, and you can gain something because you have a good understanding! Remember to sacrifice yourself, be the first to face danger, and only when you are united can you exert your greatest strength."

Look, what is a master, what is tolerance!

Wu Qingshan sighed in the dark room in his heart, unlike Li Jihua who was still lying in the hospital, he knew how to be domineering all day long without doing anything about personnel.

Glancing at the time, it was almost time to get off work. After Chu Yang went into the dressing room to change, he saw Zhao Chuang walking over, with his face still expressionless, and said, "Let's go together?"

Chu Yang was a little surprised, this Zhao Chuang came here just to cultivate, and ignored other things, very transparent, how did he find himself? Did he know that Zhao Chuang wasn't that dull. He sat and watched Li Jihua being seriously injured by himself two days ago, but he didn't make a move.

"Okay!" Chu Yang said, as long as you come, you will be safe. See what Zhao Chuang means? Turning around, he said to Wu Qingshan who was following him, "No need to send it off, don't be so polite!"

Wu Qingshan was sore and sore, so he stopped pretending to be respectful and went to recover first.

Chu Yang and Zhao Chuang walked out of the bar one after the other. At three o'clock in the morning, the street was empty, and the buildings in the distance were only towering black shadows, and the dim streetlights stretched their figures long.

Zhao Chuang said first, "I really like the current practice room!"

Chu Yang turned his head and glanced at him. In the original practice room, Wu Qingshan and the others were either drinking or having fun wearing virtual helmets. Martial artists are also much more diligent.

Chu Yang smiled and asked: "Since you don't like Li Jihua's behavior, why didn't you take action? Instead, use my hand to punish him?"

This Zhao Chuang looked serious, but his heart was listless!

"A person like him, would he dare to do anything to me? What's more, people's hearts can't be controlled, and they don't have the heart of Taoism. It's the same whether he is around or not!" Zhao Chuang said lightly.

"That's true." Chu Yang replied, if Wu Qingshan hadn't rekindled the heart of martial arts and was unwilling to be mediocre, he would still be nothing more than a street warrior.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuang looked at Chu Yang with burning eyes, and asked, "Do you know the guardian?"