Great Dao Ji

After being confined for three months, Wang Anfeng immediately took his best friend Li Yan with him as soon as he was released. They flew from Shanghai to Handan, and then took a train to Xingcheng.

When he called, Li Yan was glaring at him.

"Wait at the train station, I'll be there soon."

An Qisheng hung up the phone and drove to the train station.

Xingcheng has no airport, and the train station is usually crowded with people. There are naturally more people in early spring.

An Qisheng searched for a long time before he found Wang Anfeng and the other person in the crowd.

"You, you are An Qisheng?"

Wang Anfeng looked at the man and was a little surprised.

The man was wearing a white martial arts uniform, had a short haircut, and had deep eyes. Although he was not tall and strong, he was slender and well-proportioned.

If it weren't for the fact that his facial features had not changed, Wang Anfeng would not have believed that this was An Qisheng.

"Get in the car."

An Qisheng smiled and opened the door.

"Xiaodi An seems to be getting better?"

After getting in the car, Li Yan looked at An Qisheng with a strange look.

When they met more than four months ago, An Qisheng was so thin that he would fall down if the wind blew, and he was also very weak.

In just over four months, An Qisheng has changed so much?

Didn't he say that he had a terminal illness and would not live for more than a year?

"Much better."

An Qisheng didn't say much, just turned the steering wheel and headed for the suburbs.

"That's good."

Li Yan said and glared at Wang Anfeng fiercely.

Just like this, you still dare to say that you won't live this year? It looks much stronger than you!

Wang Anfeng was also a little confused. Could it be a misdiagnosis?

If they had known this earlier, they wouldn't have rushed to Xingcheng in a hurry.

"In fact, I have already booked a flight from Handancheng to Modu, but since you are here, it saves me the trouble."

An Qisheng knew the purpose of the two people's visit clearly.

It was nothing more than knowing that he had a terminal illness and would not live for more than a year, and seeing that he had not left for four months, they were afraid that he would die.

However, this was also human nature, and there was nothing to say.

"We were anxious."

Li Yan smiled bitterly.

"I heard that your family still runs a martial arts school. Are you going to the martial arts school?"

Wang Anfeng was a little embarrassed and changed the subject.

"The martial arts school closed down, and now the equipment is all in the suburbs. I have been living there recently."

An Qisheng said casually.

When he was a child, An Jianzhong ran a martial arts school, but after he got sick, An Jianzhong closed the martial arts school and took him to seek medical treatment everywhere.

After seeking medical treatment, there were not many people in the martial arts school, and it was impossible to open it even if he wanted to.

All the facilities were in the villa in the suburbs.

"That's a pity."

Li Yan shook his head.

"It's not a pity. The real things can't be taught, so there is no need to mislead the students."

An Qisheng drove well, crossed a few streets, and returned to the suburbs.

In recent years, the environment in Xingcheng has become worse and worse, and the air in the city is very bad, so the villa area in the suburbs has come into being.

The villa area has deep trees and a good environment, which is suitable for living.

"Teaching boxing is not a matter of one day or one night. You have worked hard all the way. Take a rest first."

In the living room, An Qisheng poured a cup of tea for Li Yan and the others, and walked to the kitchen. The medicinal food he brewed was just ready to eat.

"What's this smell?"

Wang Anfeng covered his nose with disgust.

"Is this the medicinal food for the training camp?"

Li Yan frowned and smelled the strong smell of herbs.

"Yes, this is a summary from the seven recipes, and it is a medicinal food suitable for my own physique."

An Qisheng put down the medicine pot and scooped up a large bowl first.

"You summarized it yourself?"

Li Yan widened his eyes.

In the military training camp, each medicinal food is summarized by artificial intelligence according to the different physiques of individuals, and the amount and type are strictly controlled.

Can you summarize it yourself?

Do you think you are artificial intelligence?

"This taste is amazing."

Wang Anfeng resisted the urge to vomit and gave a thumbs up.

Those who can eat this are not ordinary people.

"You will taste it in the second half of this year."

Li Yan glanced at him.

"No, I won't eat this thing even if you kill me! Apart from the different nutritional effects, what is the difference between this thing and shit?"

Wang Anfeng shook like an electric shock and shook his head like a rattle.

An Qisheng's mouth twitched. This kid really deserves to be beaten.

"Haha."

Li Yan would sneer: "If you have the guts, tell your second sister."

"Anyway, I won't eat it!"

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth.

An Qisheng chewed a large bowl slowly, then glanced at Wang Anfeng slowly:

"You want to eat it, but you don't have a share here!"

In addition to being unpalatable, this medicinal food has another word, which is expensive.

In the past four months, he has spent more than two million on this medicinal food alone, averaging nearly 20,000 a day!

A small part of his liquid funds has been invested here.

Poor in literature and rich in martial arts is not just a saying.

"Who cares?"

Wang Anfeng muttered in a low voice.

"An Xuedi, you can't eat medicinal food randomly. Is it really okay for you to do this?"

Li Yan couldn't help but remind him.

Medicine is three-point poison. The medicinal food in the training camp is checked by artificial intelligence, real-time monitoring, and adjustment of the dosage. An Qisheng doesn't have this condition.

"It probably won't kill people. Anyway, it can't be too bad."

An Qisheng scooped another big bowl.

He had the master Baodan as a comparison, so he knew the good and the bad, but there was no need to tell Li Yan and the others.

Thinking of An Qisheng's terminal illness, Li Yan stopped persuading him.

"Okay, Senior Wang, follow me, I'll teach you Bajiquan."

After eating all the medicinal food, An Qisheng stood up and walked towards the yard.

"Okay."

Wang Anfeng had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and immediately followed him.

Li Yan shook his head and went upstairs to his room.

He had no interest in Bajiquan.

"Bajiquan, there are also the terms open door Baji and center Baji, which emphasizes the use of moving forward and fighting, three plates close together to control people, and is famous for its bravery, strength, and violent hard charge. There are two types of boxing. One is called Baji small frame, and the other is called Baji big frame."

In the courtyard, An Qisheng practiced Bajiquan for Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng is the descendant of Grandmaster Wang Honglin. Although he has lost a lot of the essence of Bajiquan, he still has some foundation, which makes it much easier for An Qisheng to teach him.

In just half a month, Wang Anfeng's Bajiquan has become quite good.

At the same time, An Qisheng found that while teaching Wang Anfeng Bajiquan, he also had to adjust his own mentality to the perspective of a beginner.

It actually helped his own boxing skills a lot.

"This is the principle of reviewing the old to learn the new. Many things I thought I had fully mastered, in fact, have not been fully mastered, and there are still many shortcomings."

Looking at Wang Anfeng who was practicing Bajiquan in the courtyard, An Qisheng had a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart.

At this time, An Qisheng's eyebrows suddenly felt numb.

"Not good!"

An Qisheng's eyelids twitched wildly, and he jumped out with a force on his feet.

Puff!

Almost at the moment when An Qisheng jumped out, the vase behind him suddenly exploded.

"This is a gun!"

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