The reason why he didn't care was because You Chen could already tell that the relationship between these two girls was very good.
If it wasn't good, Sun Yuelin would have slapped the girl when she poked Sun Yuelin's forehead.
You Chen walked to the rest area with his hands in his sleeves. He nodded to a middle-aged man beside him, then sat down and watched the group of people practice martial arts in boredom. The two girls were probably bored by the argument, so they broke up. Sun Yuelin had run off somewhere to change her clothes.
However, after a while, perhaps because it was time, everyone gathered and stood in line. Then, they began to practice Xingyi Fist as if they were doing gymnastics.
After taking a few glances, You Chen could not stand it anymore.
It wasn't that they weren't good-looking, but the kind that was good-looking but useless was even more troublesome.
However, this was someone else's territory. You Chen would not be stupid enough to go up and say such nonsense. After all, it was their business how they taught them. If they disagreed, they could choose not to learn or even say it behind their backs. If they said it in front of so many apprentices, wouldn't they lose face?
To put it nicely, it was to make others lose face. To put it worse, it was to challenge the dojo. And You Chen didn't like to challenge the dojo.
He could only say in his heart,'No wonder Chinese martial arts fell so quickly.'
Just as he was about to turn around and face the wall, out of sight, out of mind, You Chen suddenly caught a glimpse of light.
"Eh, that's strange. When I came in from the front door just now, I didn't see a back door.”
You Chen stood up and walked towards the small back door.
You Chen gently pushed open the back door and looked at the scene in front of him. He was suddenly stunned.
It was only separated by a wall. Unlike the hall in front, this was a small antique courtyard.
The small courtyard was paved with bluestone slabs to form a small martial arts field. There was no carpet on the ground, nor was there a thick mat. It was just bluestone slabs. The bluestone floor looked as if it had been washed with water. It was smooth and shiny, but there were many potholes on it. Beside the training field, there were a few poplar trees as thick as buckets, and the trees were tied with a thick layer of hemp rope.
The courtyard was not covered with a roof, but was surrounded by a layer of bumpy stone walls. Upon closer inspection, the bumpy parts of the stone walls were almost all at the waist and ribs of the human body.
You Chen's pupils constricted as he thought of something. However, this thought flashed past his mind like a fleeting white horse. He could not recall it at all.
Standing at the door, You Chen silently took off his sports shoes and walked into the small martial arts field wearing only his inner socks.
He stepped on the bluestone slab, but he did not feel any sand. It was very smooth and comfortable.
Walking slowly to the side of the stone wall, You Chen took a step forward and entered a horse stance. Then, he struck the wall with his Vajra Palm…
No, it felt wrong!
Then, he switched to the Xingyi Fist and struck down.
You Chen nodded in understanding when he saw his fist land on the mark on the wall.
It turned out that this was the real Martial Arts Stage!
The reason why they only laid out bluestone floors was because they couldn't really touch the ground if they laid wooden floors or soft cushions, so they couldn't absorb the earth energy.
The bluestone floor had not been washed by water, but it had been made step by step during his practice!
The uneven marks on the bluestone floor were the footprints left behind when he was standing!
The wall was uneven. That was the result of punching it repeatedly during practice to increase the hardness of the hand!
Standing in the middle of the courtyard, You Chen thought of the martial arts practitioners of the older generation who had practiced their boxing and martial arts in such an environment decades ago.
You Chen also thought of the older generation of martial artists who went to the battlefield for the country and killed the enemy!
Closing his eyes, You Chen gently caressed the fist print on the wall, as if he had gained some enlightenment. Suddenly, he moved his legs and performed the Three Postures, followed by the Five Elements Consecutive Fist and the Twelve Forms…
The heart is in harmony with the will, the will is in harmony with the qi, the qi is in harmony with the strength, the shoulder is in harmony with the hip, the elbow is in harmony with the knee, and the hand is in harmony with the foot.
The upper method is to move the upper body, and the hands and feet should arrive at the same time. One shot will arrive at the same time, one inch first.
You Chen's Shape-Will Fist was only at Level 3, but don't forget that he was drawing Level 8 Shape-Will Fist! You Chen could be said to have reached the pinnacle of the theory of the Form and Will Fist. What he lacked was this kind of enlightenment, this kind of realm, and this kind of will!
After an unknown amount of time, You Chen struck out with a fist strike, then the Three Postures, and stood steadily. His entire body relaxed, and he immediately began to sweat profusely.
" Clap clap clap! Clap clap clap!" You Chen heard a round of applause. He looked up and saw an old man in a traditional Chinese suit standing in front of him.
This old man looked to be in his seventies. His silver hair was neatly groomed, and he was holding a dragon-headed walking stick in his hand. He was smiling at him. From his body, You Chen could vaguely see the shadow of the old monk in " Laughing Forest Kid "!
Without a word, he used the appraisal technique.
Wang anguo
[Martial Arts Realm: Great Grandmaster]
[Strength: 7]
[Stamina: 6]
[Agility: 6]
[Spirit: 5]
[Internal Strength: 95]
[Equipment: Dragon Head Cane-A rosewood cane forged by a famous craftsman. It might only be a walking stick in the hands of an ordinary person, but in the hands of a martial grandmaster, it's a killing weapon!]
[Skills: Xingyi Fist lvl 15, Ba Gua Zhang lvl 12] Taiji Fist Level 12, Xingyi Sword Technique Level 14, and the other three skills were all at Level 15. Xing Yi Staff Technique, Level 13, Xing Yi Saber Technique, Level 12…
Putting aside the fact that his attributes were comparable to a young man at such an old age, just the total of nearly 20 skills alone was not lower than Lv. 10.
You Chen gently wiped the sweat off his forehead, cupped his fists, and bowed. "This brat is unreasonable.”
" Sigh... I'm not the only one who's watching this joke..." It was obvious that this martial grandmaster had a lively personality. He raised his dragon-headed walking stick and pointed it at You Chen's back.
You Chen turned around and his face turned green.
He saw a group of young men and women who were practicing martial arts in the hall in front of him. There were also a few middle-aged men in their thirties who surrounded him. Some of them even set up a high-definition camera.
A white curtain was pulled down, and on it was the fist technique that he had just practiced. A few middle-aged men held a pointer in their hands and kept pointing here and there. It was obvious that they were treating You Chen as a free teaching material.
You Chen went over to take a look. The recording time was two hours and fifteen minutes…In other words, he had been practicing that set of punches for at least two hours?
F * ck, why didn't the Russians feel anything?
"Beep. The host has gained enlightenment through his respect for the senior martial artists. Xing Yi Fist level 1. Currently, Xing Yi Fist level 4.”
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