Arhat Fist was one of the 72 ultimate skills of Shaolin.
This fist was created by Patriarch Bodhidharma in the form of eighteen arhats.
Every generation of Shaolin Monks had to learn this fist, especially when they gathered in the morning to practice.
Zhou Yuan observed.
He had comprehended the introductory tips of Arhat Fist:
He twisted his waist and adjusted his hips, exerted strength with his trembling, cheered with his voice, and urged strength with his breath!
The fist stance was divided into separation, forcing, charging, dodging, pointing, lifting, pressing, hooking, grabbing, and throwing.
Although it was a fist technique, the legs also needed to exert strength. It was about leaping, rolling, sweeping, and bouncing!
The fist force of Arhat Fist was divided into external force and internal force.
The martial monks practiced external force, which was a punch with a strength of 100 Jin.
As for cultivating stronger inner strength, it would be difficult to do so without decades of hard work.
Zhou Yuan had only just learned the Arhat Fist's form and was only at the beginner level. He did not even possess external force.
He continued to observe the Monk's practice and comprehend the technique of exerting force.
Meanwhile, Hua Xiaolan was also imitating the moves of the monks. Her learning speed was also very fast.
At this moment…
Grandma Hua took a basket of clothes from the wooden cart. When she saw Hua Xiaolan practicing her martial arts, she sighed and said,
"Xiao Lan, what are you doing? Hurry up and bring the clean clothes into the meditation hall and take out the dirty clothes!”
Hua Xiaolan paused her attack and looked at the monk before her. She begged her grandmother,"
"But Grandma, I want to see them practice martial arts!”
"The Shaolin Monastery's moves are amazing!”
"Grandma, watch me practice for you!”
Hua Xiaolan then demonstrated the Arhat Fist moves practiced by the monks.
Grandma Hua did not mind. She pointed at the wicker basket beside her and reprimanded,
"Martial arts? What's the use of women practicing martial arts? Can it fill your stomach?”
"I've said it a hundred times. Girls should learn more needlework and do housework!”
"Or, he can learn more from Yuan 'er and read more books. Even the teachers praise him as a child prodigy!”
"When Yuan Er takes part in the imperial examinations and gets an official rank, you have to be his virtuous wife!”
Hua Xiaolan was instantly dejected. She mumbled unwillingly and took the wicker basket from her grandmother's hands and placed it on the ground.
It wasn't that she didn't want to be Zhou Yuan's good wife, but there was no conflict between being a good wife and learning martial arts.
The lively and impulsive her was still a little unwilling!
"But I like martial arts!"
"Why doesn't Shaolin Temple recruit female disciples?”
"If Brother Zhou Yuan becomes the top scorer in the future, I can be his personal guard to protect his safety.”
Hua Xiaolan's eyes lit up as she looked at the bedsheets in the basket.
"Grandma, I want to show you that my moves are even more powerful than these martial monks!”
Hua Xiaolan pulled out the bedsheet and twisted it into a long whip!
She swung it skillfully, and the sound of air breaking rang out. All the monks looked at her!
"Good!"
"That's great!"
"This child is really not simple!"
A twelve-year-old girl was actually able to use a bedsheet as a whip. She was indeed not simple. The monks applauded and praised her!
Hua Xiaolan's expression was joyful, and her eyes sparkled. She increased the strength in her hands, and her movements were natural and agile!
Speaking of which, she didn't know why she was so good at it.
Once, when they were playing, Zhou Yuan reminded her that a whip was a very suitable weapon for her.
Unfortunately, a soft whip was expensive, and Grandma did not allow her to practice martial arts.
Therefore, when Hua Xiaolan was washing by the river, she would often secretly use the bedsheet as a whip to practice.
Especially the wet ones. When they danced, the water splashed wantonly, and the artistic conception was extraordinary.
All this while, the only spectator was Zhou Yuan.
This was the first time he was practicing in front of so many people.
Right at this moment,
A white-bearded old monk, slightly plump and wearing a kasaya, walked over from the monks.
"Abbot Sanzang!"
The monks opened up a path.
The person who came was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, whose Buddhist name was Sanzang.
The abbot Sanzang walked over slowly. He stretched out his finger and snatched the dancing bedsheet.
This finger seemed light, but it was not simple!
Zhou Yuan carefully pondered and imagined a shadow of himself in his mind.
He learned it in a few seconds.
"Flower-pinching Finger, Beginner!"
A notification appeared on the system interface.
Zhou Yuan was delighted. He did not expect it to be the Flower-pinching Finger, one of Shaolin's 72 ultimate techniques.
Flower-pinching Finger was an extremely simple martial art. It didn't have any complicated or fancy movements. It only needed three fingers to perform.
After he succeeded, he used his three fingers to pick things up with incomparable precision.
Coupled with the powerful finger force, no matter how solid the stone was, it could be shattered.
There was a rumor in Jianghu that there was once a Master Tianzheng in Shaolin Temple. He only knew the Flower-pinching Finger and could become a grandmaster without any distractions.
"I'm sorry, Abbot Sanzang.”
Grandma Hua saw the abbot of Shaolin Temple making a move and said apologetically,"
"Xiao Lan, this child, just loves to be in the limelight.”
The abbot smiled peacefully. Not only did he not blame her, but he also praised her,
"Using bedsheets. What a smart kid. You invented a new weapon.”
Hua Xiaolan took the bedsheet. She didn't expect the abbot of Shaolin Temple to be so amiable. She became humble and said,"
"This was Brother Zhou Yuan's idea. He's much smarter than me and invented many things, such as soap, red wine, ice…"
Grandma Hua was very familiar with these things.
As Zhou Yuan's guardian, of course she knew these things.
However, this was the first time Grandma Hua had heard the term red wine!
It seemed that the two children had many little secrets. They had actually tasted the forbidden fruit and had already started drinking!
These things were all made by Zhou Yuan when he was bored.
Only Zhou Yuan and Hua Xiaolan had secretly enjoyed red wine.
When the abbot Sanzang heard this, he was surprised. He looked at Zhou Yuan and said,
"I heard from the teacher that there's a child prodigy in Huazhai Village near Shaolin Temple. He's talented and knowledgeable.”
Zhou Yuan nodded generously and did not hide anything.
He had a good impression of Abbot Sanzang. He was a kind and amiable old monk, and he was even more patient with his children.
"This child is indeed extraordinary!”
The surrounding monks had also heard of the rumors of child prodigies and were amazed.
Grandma Hua took the opportunity to say,"
"Abbot Sanzang, Yuan 'er and Xiaolan are childhood sweethearts and are very compatible.
I want the two children to settle their marriage in the Great Buddha's Hall. I beg you to pray to Buddha personally.”
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