Yang Chen's footsteps were extremely fast. As he shouted, he ran up and grabbed Ming Yan's arm."Taoist priest, don't be rash."
After Ling Xuan and the others reacted, they quickly ran over.
"Master, these wolves don't hurt people.”
"Martial Uncle, they are here to deliver the rabbit to Xuan Yang.”
The few of them explained.
Ming Yan was expressionless and speechless for a long time.
Now that there were more people around him, he wasn't as flustered as before.
When he heard Ling Xuan and the others speak, he finally noticed that there was really a wild rabbit under the feet of the wolf in the lead.
This wild rabbit was really fat. It weighed at least eight pounds.
"I wasn't impulsive." Ming Yan pretended to be calm, trying not to let them see that he was actually panicking.
"Roar ~"
At this moment, the Wolf King picked up the wild rabbit and walked over.
Every time Wolf King took a step closer, Ming Yan panicked. He resisted the urge to turn around and run, and watched Wolf King get less than a meter away from him.
"Pa!"
The Wolf King placed the hare at Yang Chen's feet and turned to leave.
Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Ming Yan's fear had already been shocked by Wolf King's actions.
Did this wolf become a demon?
He actually sent a rabbit over?
When the wolf pack dispersed, Ling Xuan said,"Master, I didn't lie to you, right?"”
" Hmm…" Ming Yan was silent. Although he had been a Taoist priest for almost twenty years, Taoist priests were actually the most scientific.
However, the scene in front of him clearly could not be explained by science.
"Senior Brother, come in first." Ming Yuan walked over and said.
"Ah, okay."
"Senior Brother, I'm going to see the abbot. Do you want to come along?" Ming Yuan asked after returning to the courtyard.”
"No, I need to train."
"Then you can practice slowly."
After Ming Yuan left, Ming Yan suddenly looked at Chen Yang."Little friend Xuan Yang, do you train?”
"Yes, I did." Yang Chen replied.
"Not bad!" Ming Yan's eyes lit up as if he had seen a confidant."I've always felt that one can't just recite scriptures in cultivation. Other than chanting scriptures, one must also persevere in training. The purpose of chanting scriptures was to talk to brainless people calmly, while training was to let brainless people talk to you calmly.”
Yang Chen was speechless.!
This muscular Taoist priest's words really made sense!
"F * ck, I thought this Taoist priest had muscles in his brain! However, the moment he opened his mouth, it was filled with life philosophy!”
"Are all Taoist priests so literary?”
"A brainless person…does that mean a fool?”
"Master, I've understood! I'm going to train my muscles and let others reason with me!”
"I was wrong. I thought you were nothing but reckless. I didn't expect you to have such a wise mind!”
"How do you usually train?" Ming Yan asked.”
"Taiji Fist."
"Taiji?"
"Yes, Taiji." "What do you practice?" Yang Chen asked.”
"I practice the horizontal bar and dumbbells, which is also commonly known as the iron bar.”
“？？？”
Seeing Yang Chen's confused face, he showed his arm muscles and said,""Only by training in a scientific way can you have a stronger body. Even if he was practicing boxing, he had to build a solid physical foundation first.”
Yang Chen was silent for a few seconds before nodding.""Yes, what the Taoist priest said makes sense.”
"Did I transmigrate? A Taoist priest is talking about science with me?"
"You don't say. Taoist priest's muscles are really beautiful. It seems that your daily exercise is very scientific.”
"Daoist Priest, don't be a Daoist priest anymore. Change your profession and open a gym. I'll be the first to apply for a card.”
Ming Yan retracted his muscles and said," I've practiced Taiji Fist for a few years. Come, show me a set. I'll give you some advice."”
"Then this poor priest will embarrass himself." Yang Chen didn't look down on him just because he trained in a scientific way. On the contrary, he felt that he must have some skill if he dared to face a pack of wolves alone.
It wasn't a bad idea to meet friends through martial arts.
He took a few steps back, got into a stance, and used the Tai Chi Steps.
Taiji Fist was probably the martial art that the people of Great Xia were most familiar with. It was even almost well-known overseas.
What was Taiji Fist?
It was imparting martial arts, martial arts, martial arts!
But what exactly was martial arts?
Martial arts were martial arts, martial arts were martial arts!
These two words were separated. Martial arts referred to moves and how to use them, while martial arts referred to tempering internal and external strength, tempering muscles and bones, and so on.
Martial arts was software, while martial arts was hardware. The two had to complement each other in order for martial arts to improve as a whole.
Therefore, before practicing boxing, one had to stand in a stance. As the old saying went, there was no stance in boxing, and there were no pillars in a house.
Stance was the foundation of Chinese martial arts, just like the foundation of building a house. It was extremely important.
At this moment, Yang Chen adjusted his breathing and got into a stance. He lowered his legs slightly and then raised his hands, opening the opening stance of Taiji Fist.
"Hmm, not bad." Ming Yan commented from the side,"This Wild Horse's mane separation is very powerful!”
"White Crane Spreads Its Wings!"
" Left and right knees…"
Ming Yan commented from the side. Although the crowd didn't really understand what was going on, this set of punches gave them a very comfortable feeling of appreciation.
Outsiders were watching the show, while experts were watching the show. It was a pity that Ming Yan was only interested in the Iron Fist. Yang Chen's Taiji Fist was just a show for him.
To outsiders, Yang Chen's Taiji Fist seemed soft and powerless, but every change seemed to have a flow of inner strength flowing through his arm.
Yang Chen's eyes were focused. After shooting the tiger with his bow, he suddenly turned around and crouched down. Then, he staggered his fists.
His hands kept hitting the air in front of him.
His fist moved in an instant, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind.
In just a few seconds, it was unknown how many punches he had thrown.
Everyone was stunned. Ling Yu widened his eyes and asked in astonishment,""Martial Uncle, what is this?"
"This…seems to be stopping and capturing?”Ming Yan was also a little dumbfounded. He was clearly normal when he saw it just now. Why could he suddenly not keep up with the rhythm?
When did it start…
"Pa!"
Yang Chen threw a punch, creating a popping sound. The force penetrated his shoulder, elbow, fist, hip, knee, and foot.
His strength was like a broken bow, like a thunderbolt, and his momentum was as fast as lightning.
Then, he drew a circle in front of his chest with one hand, bent his left leg, and drew a mysterious arc on the wet brick ground with the tip of his right foot.
He shouted softly!
"Open!"
He moved from stillness and suddenly stepped on the ground. The water on the ground instantly dispersed. His arms were like oars, drawing trails in the air one after another. It was as if he had left behind afterimages. His punches were fierce and powerful, and his hooks seemed to have drawn souls into them. He was like an expert who had never appeared.
However, the camera was so high-definition that it recorded every moment from all angles.
It made everyone feel as if they had been transported back to a hundred years ago, to witness a martial arts master practicing with their own eyes.
From time to time, the sound of fists cracking could be heard.
After finishing the last move, Yang Chen opened his fists and stood firmly on the Tai Chi Steps.
He was seen moving from the end of his neck to the stem of his neck, from the waist to the chest and abdomen.
Then, he slowly pressed it down towards his chest and slowly exhaled a breath of white air. This breath of white air was like a long arrow, about a foot long before dissipating in the air.
This magical scene stunned the Taoist priests of Qianyuan Temple.
The millions of netizens in the live broadcast room also exploded at this moment.
"What the hell is this!”
"The legendary exhalation of air into an arrow, my mother exploded!”
"Taoist Master Ming Yan, continue to give pointers. Don't stop!”
"Guide my ass. Have you ever seen a primary school student guide a college student?”
" Priest Mingyan: Scientific fitness, you must believe in science!”
At the scene, Ling Yu pinched Ming Feng's face, then pulled it back with all his might. Ming Feng cried out in pain.
"Senior Brother, what are you doing?"
"Does it hurt?"
"It hurts!"
"Then it's not a dream." Ling Yu took a deep breath and looked at Yang Chen with admiration."Taoist Master Xuan Yang is so powerful!"
"We're all Taoist priests, why is Taoist Priest Xuan Yang so awesome?”
"Uncle-Master, I want to learn this!"
"Learn from your mother. Aren't you making things difficult for Uncle-Master?”
The Taoist priests watched with burning passion. Who didn't have a heroic dream in their childhood?
Yang Chen satisfied their inner understanding of the perfect "hero".
He could not wake up from this dream!
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