The Magnificent God of War

"This is a big difference."

Jiang Ning said lightly, "In my eyes, every movement is ever-changing, but in Tan Lao's eyes, there doesn't seem to be any difference."

Tan Xing blinked, as if he didn't understand what Jiang Ning meant by saying this.

"These are the basis of boxing, the most essential basis."

Jiang Ning explained, "It can be said that no matter what kind of boxing technique, it can be derived from this boxing book, and no matter what moves can be found out of this boxing book."

Tan Xing took a deep breath.

He faintly felt what Jiang Ning meant.

Of course he knows that this Jidao fist score is not simple, otherwise there won't be so many people looking for it.

But after seeing it with my own eyes, I feel that this is nothing special at all.

"A lot of people are curious about what a boxing score is, and I can make it public, because there are not many people who can really understand it."

Jiang Ning smiled, "At least, there must be none of the people who come to ask for boxing scores."

"Are you so sure?"

Tan Xing hesitated, "You are not afraid that someone will understand, the loss will be great."

"loss?"

Jiang Ning shook his head, "If someone can understand it, that would be the best, but this circle of society has been in decline for many years, but I hope that there will be a recovery."

"Guoshu, the quintessence and spirit of our country, shouldn't disappear in the long river of history, Tan Lao, isn't this also what you think?"

Tan Xing did not speak for a long time.

This is simple to say, but too difficult to do.

He was not talking about restoring the social circle, but Jiang Ning was willing to open the boxing score directly.

As a person, you will definitely not want to share.

How many people get this kind of treasure, hide it in their bodies, and study them silently. Once they understand it, they will become famous!

Jiang Ning was good, saying that he was open.

"Boy, I admire you more and more."

Tan Xing looked at Jiang Ning and couldn't help feeling, "I am ashamed of your heart."

"Now that you think it over, I'll take care of it. My face is still useful."

He folded the fist sheet and returned it to Jiang Ning.

"Lord, they certainly wouldn't think that you would react this way."

Not to mention the Lord, even if he is in constant contact with Jiang Ning, he never expected Jiang Ning to make such a decision.

"They want to fish. It just so happens. I also want to. It's just that what they want to catch is me, and what I want to catch is a deeper secret hidden behind them."

Jiang Ning does not need to worry about specific matters.

He has always been like this, and he should have been handy to throw his hand at the shopkeeper.

Jiang Ning continued to sit in the office making tea, and Tan Xing went out.

In the martial arts hall, Fang Qiu was still sitting in his old position, waiting for the next person to challenge and ask for the boxing score.

"Old Tan!"

"Lao Tan is here!"

"I have seen Mr. Tan!"

...

When the students saw Old Tan, they all shouted respectfully.

Fang Qiu didn't move.

This whole East China Sea, except Jiang Ning, he looked down upon.

Even Jiang Ning couldn't even look down on it, if it weren't for the fight.

"I announce one thing."

Tan Xing did not manage Fang Qiu, and said directly, "In recent days, many people have come to challenge, so Jiangning made a decision to hold a martial arts conference to facilitate everyone to exchange ideas."

As soon as they finished speaking, a group of people were a little excited? Wu Aixi Wu Erfu Aifu?, gearing up.

"Whoever has the last laugh and wins the first place is eligible. Look at Jiang Ning's boxing score!"