Good Luck And Double Cultivation

Chapter 230 The Ancient and Rare Old Man (1 update)

"Oh, Poison Master, you would like to tell me which boxing skills my boxing skills are similar to?"

Zhou Lang wondered curiously. Before becoming a monk, he had never been out of the martial arts circle, and he had little understanding of the martial arts of the major schools. After becoming a monk, his practice could only be to verify each other with Xiao Xi and with real masters. There are very few opportunities to fight.

In the past few months, the only monk he met was Shangguan Long from the Shangguan family. The other monks with the highest level of cultivation were at the master level and were completely vulnerable to him. However, he also felt that if there was a chance, he would still He knew more about the martial arts circle, and then the cultivation world. He knew that there were definitely not a few monks in this world, but most of them were relatively secretive.

"Sir's boxing skills are somewhat similar to Wudang's Chang Fist." Du Zun said: "I have fought with Wudang's disciples before. Their boxing skills are also about avoiding reality and making use of the weak. The principle is basically the same, but Wudang's Chang Fist is far away." No sir, your boxing skills are exquisite. At that time, I thought it was the most Apex Level martial arts in the world, but I didn’t expect that the previous martial arts were much higher than theirs."

"Could it be that the long boxing set I learned from the "Xiangxiu Baodian" has any connection with Wudang's boxing skills?" Zhou Lang's heart moved, and then he thought: "My surname is Zhou, so it should have nothing to do with Wudang. Does it matter?"

"My boxing technique is not called Wudang Changquan, it's called Changquan. I'm not a Wudang disciple either. This is just a simple boxing technique, not a very advanced martial art. But if you want to learn it, I can teach you."

Zhou Lang then said.

"Thank you sir."

Du Zun became happy. At that time, when he was captured by Zhou Lang and imprisoned in the "Universe Palace", he was in complete despair. Now, not long after he became Zhou Lang's slave, he can get Zhou Lang's guidance in martial arts. He felt that his future was full of hope, even if he could break through the realm of martial arts and become a monk.

Next, Zhou Lang demonstrated Changquan for Du Zun.

The Chang Fist is a combination of hardness and softness, suitable for movement and stillness, as quiet as a virgin, and as powerful as thunder. Although the moves are simple, they are very easy to use and contain the true meaning of Martial Dao.

Under Zhou Lang's practice, this simple long fist has a special charm, and it seems that every move and every move contains countless Martial Dao principles.

Zhou Lang drilled Du Zun three times, and Du Zun mastered the moves of Chang Fist. After all, Du Zun is also a master-level master. He has a lot of cultivation in Martial Dao. Whatever he learns, he can get twice the result with half the effort.

Of course, some of the mysteries of Chang Fist cannot be fully understood by Du Zun at once, so after Du Zun learned the moves of Chang Fist, Zhou Lang asked Du Zun to practice slowly by himself, and the more he practiced, the more Du Zun The more he felt that this seemingly simple boxing technique was very complicated, because every time he practiced it, he gained something new and felt that his understanding of this boxing technique was not deep enough.

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Du Zun is really a very comprehensive person, he can also make breakfast.

At 7:30 in the morning, Zhou Lang, Zhao Xiaorou and Du Zun had breakfast in the villa and then went to school.

Zhao Xiaorou also wanted to visit Zhou Lang's school, so she drove a Ferrari there.

Zhao Xiaorou drove a famous car and was very handsome. Zhou Lang didn't want to cause any sensation in the school, so he got off the car two to three hundred meters away from the school and let Zhao Xiaorou enter the school first. He Slowly approached the campus.

Zhou Lang first met Zhao Xiaorou at the parking place, and then wandered around the school.

Zhao Xiaorou was still dressed very innocently, just a set of simple sportswear and casual shoes. People who didn't know her would never think that she was the daughter of the governor Zhao Cang. With such a big background, in the minds of ordinary people , the wealthy eldest daughter is a wealthy lady, she wears all international famous brands, and travels with bodyguards. She is not like Zhao Xiaorou at all.

However, Zhao Xiaorou's calm and indifferent appearance attracted many people. She and Zhou Lang walked side by side in the courtyard, becoming a beautiful sight. Many boys' eyes were attracted to her.

"Why have I never seen that girl before? She is so beautiful and pure."

"Yes, compared to my girlfriend who is crooked and wears makeup every day, there is a huge difference."

"Since she is a crooked melon and cracked jujube, why do you still want her to be your girlfriend?"

"It looked okay at the time, but when I saw this goddess and compared the two, I suddenly felt that she was miserable."

"The boy next to the goddess seems to be from our school."

"This guy can pick up such a Supreme Grade girl. I think he and the goddess just know each other."

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Many people started talking about Zhao Xiaorou and Zhou Lang. While everyone marveled at Zhao Xiaorou's beauty, they were also envious and jealous of Zhou Lang.

Most people think that Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou cannot be a couple, but they are still envious and jealous, because they feel that being able to walk with Zhao Xiaorou, talking and laughing, is also a great happiness. How they wish they were Zhou Lang, can stand by Zhao Xiaorou's side.

"It seems that if I were in your school, I would definitely be the school beauty." Zhao Xiaorou naturally felt the eyes of the boys around her and smiled slightly. She has always been confident.

"More than just a school beauty, if you enter our school, you will be the most beautiful school beauty in history." Zhou Lang smiled, and then said: "You are so smart and a rich young lady, why don't you study?"

"It wasn't because of what happened to the Shangguan family. I was only a freshman at that time. Shangguan Yu always came to school to harass me, so I had to drop out."

Zhao Xiao Judo.

"Then do you plan to go back to school?" Zhou Lang asked.

"I don't plan to study anymore." Zhao Xiaoju said: "I have been in society for a while, and I can no longer find the feeling of wanting to study. Anyway, for me, a diploma is dispensable. In this society, there are still It depends on ability.”

"That's right. There are no classes in the first and second periods. I'll take you to the back of the school for a walk." Zhou Lang said.

Soon, the two arrived at the back of the school.

Going up the stone steps, the trees along the way are lush and quiet.

More than ten years ago, the back hill of the school was the Sacred Land where male and female students had trysts. Because at that time, Fengqi was not as open as it is now, and many male and female students still had a secretive feeling about dating. But now, come to There are almost no male or female students in the back of the school.

Because you can fall in love freely on the university campus, and you can fall in love on the grass of the campus or under the shade of the trees. Who would choose the distance instead of the near?

Slowly, the back of the school became quieter and quieter, and it was rare for anyone to enter.

This is why Zhou Lang took Zhao Xiaorou to the back of the school, because no one would disturb him here.

"This is really a good place." Zhao Xiaorou followed Zhou Lang up the stairs and couldn't help but praise as she felt the tranquility around her.

But there are more than just Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou in the back mountain of the school. There is also an old man with gray beard practicing boxing on the top of the back mountain.

At the top of the back mountain, there is a flat ground made of bluestone slabs. The old man is probably seventy years old, but he is still very energetic. He is currently practicing a set of boxing skills that combine hardness and softness.

Hoo hoo!

The old man's cultivation was very good. When he practiced boxing, he actually made a sound of breaking through the air, which was quite impressive.

When Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou came to the top of the mountain, the old man's movement skills were like lightning, and he practiced a set of boxing techniques to great effect. He didn't seem to mind that someone saw him practicing boxing. He just glanced at Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou and said, Continue to practice boxing.

"Brother Lang, this old man's footwork and boxing skills seem to be somewhat similar to the boxing skills you taught me." Zhao Xiaorou said with some surprise as she watched the old man practice a few moves.

"indeed so."

Zhou Lang nodded. Many of the old man's boxing skills were similar to the Chang Fist he learned from the "Xiangxiu Baodian". However, the Chang Fist he learned only had seventy-two moves. The old man practiced it over and over again, and also There were just over twenty moves, and many of the moves were very different from the moves he had learned and were not that subtle.

"Is this old man's boxing skills derived from my long boxing set? Is it similar to a fragment?" Watching the ancient old man practice these moves, Zhou Lang had such an idea in his mind.

"Brother Lang, if it were me, how long would it take for me to reach the level of this old man?" Zhao Xiaorou asked. Her and Zhou Lang's boxing skills were also the long boxing set, and she also wanted to become more powerful.

"It can take as little as a few months, or as long as a few years." Zhou Lang lowered his voice after thinking for a while.

"A few months is about the same. A few years is too long." Zhao Xiaoju said.

"Young people, if you want to reach my level in a few months or a few years, you may not be too ambitious or too whimsical, right?"

When Zhou Lang was about to say something, the ancient old man sneered, stopped practicing, and walked towards Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou. Zhou Lang spoke in a softer voice, which the old man didn't hear clearly, but Zhao Xiaorou spoke in a louder voice. He seemed to have heard it clearly.

"Senior, I wonder what kind of boxing technique you are practicing?"

Zhou Lang smiled slightly and did not get angry, because what the old man said was not wrong. If he had not become a monk by chance, even if he met a brilliant master, it would probably take him decades of hard work to reach the level of the ancient old man. for.

"This is Wudang Changquan. I have spent decades on this set of fists. You two little kids think you can reach my level of cultivation in just a few months. You are too loud."

The old man said calmly, as if the previous conversation between Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou had caused him strong dissatisfaction.

"This is Wudang Changquan. It seems that the Changquan I learned has a deep connection with Wudang boxing."

Zhou Lang's heart moved and he said with a smile: "Senior and junior are also proficient in boxing. According to common sense, your words are correct, but there are exceptions to everything."

"Young man, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue when you speak." The ancient man said: "In this case, let's learn from each other."

"Senior, please." Zhou Lang stood very naturally, but he vaguely followed the starting position of the Changquan.

"Young man, you'd better attack first, otherwise you won't have a chance to take action." The ancient man touched his gray beard and laughed.

"In that case, senior, take the move." Zhou Lang reminded, without using True Qi at all, only using a little physical strength, and punched the ancient man lightly.

"With weak hands and feet, how do you know any boxing skills?" The ancient man saw Zhou Lang making a move and snorted coldly. He regarded Zhou Lang as a person who only knew how to brag. How did he know that Zhou Lang was as good as any Martial Artist? A monk who can only look up.