The next day, which was Sunday, Fang Xiaoru went to Xi Guogang's house after breakfast to discuss martial arts with him.
As soon as he entered the vicinity of Xi Guogang's villa, Fang Xiaoru noticed that many pairs of eyes hidden in the dark were staring at him.
Furthermore, there were two armed soldiers standing at the door of his house.
After a thorough inspection, Fang Xiaoru was led into the Xi family's courtyard by a soldier.
When Fang Xiaoru arrived at the Xi family's courtyard, Xi Guogang was practicing his Xi family fist technique in the courtyard.
Although it was the same fist technique, Xi Qiuwei's hands were very soft, as if she was dancing. Fang Xiaoru's punches were swift and fierce, and each punch was hard to defend against.
And when Xi Guo just started to practice this set of fist techniques, there was a kind of firm and fierce aura. Every move of his carried a valiant aura, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain.
A set of fist techniques struck down, and Xi Guogang's face could not help but sweat a little.
"I'm old, I'm really old." He took the towel from Xi Qiuwei and wiped the sweat off his face. He sighed and said to Fang Xiaoru, who had come to his side,""When I was young, I didn't feel tired even after practicing fist techniques for an entire morning. I can't do it now."
"Elder Xi is too humble." Fang Xiaoru smiled and said,"You are already old, but you are still so healthy." Judging from your fist force, I'm afraid that one or two strong men won't be able to enter your body.”
"When my grandfather was young, he was able to maneuver freely on the battlefield. The Japanese didn't dare to get close and even beheaded their commander.”Xi Qiu, who was standing at the side, interjected.
Today, Xi Qiuwei wasn't wearing training clothes. She was dressed very fashionably.
She was wearing a white V-neck T-shirt, revealing her collarbones. Her large breasts were tightly wrapped in the T-shirt, bulging and forming a perfect arc, looking very attractive.
She was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans, which accentuated her long and slender legs. Her buttocks were also accentuated by her stunning curves, making it hard for anyone to look away.
Although she always looked like an iceberg, when she talked about her grandfather, her face was full of admiration.
"So Old Xi is a veteran who has been to the battlefield.”Fang Xiaoru sighed. He respected the veterans who had fought on the battlefield. It was them who used blood and tears to drive away the Japanese invaders.
"There's no need to mention the past. Let's go inside and talk.”Xi Guogang waved his hand and walked into the living room.
"Little Fang, I see that you meditate for a period of time every morning. What's the reason?”
Fang Xiaoru was stunned. He did not expect Xi Guogang to ask this question directly. He was silent for a moment, thinking about how to answer.
"Are you not going to let go?" Xi Guogang looked at Fang Xiaoru and realized that he seemed to have asked something he shouldn't have asked. He said,"If it's not convenient, then there's no need to say it.”
"There's nothing to hold back." Fang Xiaoru stared into Xi Guogang's eyes and said,""Does Old Xi know about internal strength?"
"Internal force!" Xi Guogang exclaimed and asked excitedly,""Little Fang, do you have internal energy?"
"Not bad." Fang Xiaoru nodded and said,"I had an internal force by chance."”
"Isn't internal force something made up in martial arts novels?”The ice goddess Xi Qiu said with slight disdain," How can people in the real world really cultivate inner energy?”
In her opinion, Fang Xiaoru was spouting nonsense. Even though the Xi family revered martial arts and she had learned the Xi family's fist technique since she was young, she had never heard of anyone who had cultivated inner force.
The Qigong experts that were exposed online were all lies.
"Internal strength does exist.”Xi Guogang said with certainty.
"Oh? Could it be that Elder Xi had seen others use internal strength before?”Fang Xiaoru asked curiously.
Xi Guogang's face revealed a hint of yearning as he said,""I only know about the documents. Taoist Priest Zhang of Ganjiang Province's Longhu Mountain has a body full of deep internal energy.”
Fang Xiaoru nodded silently. Mount Longhu had been passed down for thousands of years, so it was not surprising that they had internal energy cultivation methods.
After a while, Xi Guogang stammered,""I wonder if Little Fang can let me experience the wonders of inner energy?”
"Of course not." Fang Xiaoru smiled and asked,"I wonder if there are any embroidery needles here?"”
Xi Qiuwei glanced at Fang Xiaoru and left the living room to find an embroidery needle.
Although Xi Guo had just said that Taoist Priest Zhang of Longhu Mountain had a body full of internal energy, it was true that internal energy existed in this world. However, Xi Qiuwei still subconsciously believed that a high school student like Fang Xiaoru could not possibly possess internal energy.
As if sensing the suspicion in Xi Qiuwei's eyes, Fang Xiaoru took the embroidery needle and said to her,""Watch carefully, don't blink.”
He picked up the teacup on the table with his left hand and the embroidery needle with his right hand. Then, he waved his hand.
The next moment, a dazzling light flashed.
Fang Xiaoru retracted his hand and smiled at Xi Qiuwei and Xi Guogang.
"Nothing happened?" Xi Qiu frowned slightly.
"No!" Xi Guogang abruptly sat up from his chair, pointed at the teacup, and said excitedly,""Look here."
Xi Qiuwei looked in the direction that Xi Guogang was pointing and saw an invisible mark in the middle of the teacup.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew from the courtyard. The teacup on the table actually split into two from the middle, and the top half completely fell down!、
"This! How is this possible?"
Xi Qiuwei's heart trembled uncontrollably, and his face was filled with disbelief.
The teacup couldn't have been broken by the wind. The only explanation was that Fang Xiaoru had used an embroidery needle to split the teacup into two from the middle.
Both Xi Qiuwei and Xi Guogang were deeply shocked by this scene.
In their eyes, Fang Xiaoru had only moved his hand. They could not even see the trajectory of the embroidery needle in the air. In the next moment, the porcelain teacup was split into two from the middle.
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