Chapter 909 resolutely refuses to let go

"Haha...... It's me who lost. The old man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

The so-called no trick to win has a trick, just now Song Chuyang and the master competed with the master is a strong psychological quality.

Several students were confused when they heard this, and hurriedly leaned over and asked, "Master, what did you lose and win?"

The old man stroked his gray beard and looked at Song Chuyang with a bright eye.

Song Chuyang subconsciously tightened the chrysanthemum.

I rub it, I only know that the little girl has a heroic plot, could it be that this bad old man can't help but fall in love with himself when he sees himself so powerful?

Thinking of this, Song Chuyang cleared his throat and said, "That, my little sister and I still have something to do, so let's take the first step." ”

"No, young man, stay!" the old man suddenly grabbed Song Chuyang's arm and begged bitterly.

Song Chuyang looked down and hurriedly said, "Master, don't be like this, let it go first." ”

When everyone saw this exciting scene, their jaws suddenly fell to the ground.

Is this still the high-minded master on weekdays?

Is this still a knowledgeable teacher?

"No, if you don't promise me, I will not let go!" the old man shouted with a handful of snot and tears.

Song Chuyang had a black line and asked the sky speechlessly.

At this time, the appearance of the old master was very much like a resentful woman in the deep boudoir, who was ruthlessly abandoned by Song Chuyang.

"Okay, then I'll remind you of it. Song Chuyang said reluctantly.

Because he clearly saw a few passing students looking at him frequently, and it would be bad if things got bigger.

"Okay!" When the old man heard this, he immediately let go of his hand.

Oops, suddenly my waist is no longer sore, my legs don't hurt anymore, and I don't have to breathe anymore when I go up to the ninth floor in one breath.

"Then I'll test you first, see how you answer, and then decide whether to continue. Song Chuyang touched his chin and said.

Before the teacher could agree, a student immediately rushed forward and pointed at Song Chuyang and scolded: "Which garlic do you think you are?"

Song Chuyang twisted his head to the side and ignored him.

"Stand down!" the old man's majestic voice rang out, glaring at the disrespectful student.

The student stepped back in a huff, not daring to speak again.

"Ask, young man. The old master immediately looked at Song Chuyang with a pleasant face, and the appearance of anger just now was almost like two people.

"Do you know what Baguazhang is?" Song Chuyang asked the first question.

The old master shook his head and replied: "The purpose of the so-called Baguazhang is to cultivate one's self and cultivate one's temperament, and not to be surprised, not to fight and kill, and to use it in killing." ”

"Not bad. Song Chuyang glanced at him approvingly.

Recognized, the old father was as happy as an old urchin, cheering.

"Then what is the point of Baguazhang?" Song Chuyang threw out the second question.

The old man thought for a moment, and then said, "It's a combination of rigidity and softness!"

Song Chuyang blinked and asked, "What is the highest level of Baguazhang?"

When the old master heard this, his brows twisted into a line, and he muttered: "Realm...... Realm ......"

After a while, Song Chuyang slowly spoke: "There is no move in your hand, there is a move in your heart, and there is a move to win without a move!"

The old man suddenly realized, and patted his head: "Incisive!

Song Chuyang chuckled and said: "The layman looks at the moves, the insider looks at the mental power, the real master makes a move, there will be no bloody storm, just kill people invisibly!"

The old man frequently agreed, and sighed: "It's really better to listen to your words than to study for ten years! I feel that I have lived in vain for the past few decades." ”

Song Chuyang waved his hand and said, "I have three questions, and it is not easy for you to answer two." ”

"By the way, I don't know who your mentor is?" asked the old man.

He is already top-notch in the Chinese gossip palm world, could it be that there are other hidden masters who he doesn't know?

Song Chuyang smiled heartily: "I don't have a mentor, to be precise, I haven't learned Baguazhang at all." ”

As soon as these words came out, the old master couldn't help but gasp.

"Could it be that you are self-taught? But no, with your attainments in Baguazhang, one person is far from being able to reach it. The old man wondered.

Song Chuyang scratched his head and denied: "I have strong blood, and forcibly learning this will only backfire." ”

The old man was half-aware and immersed in his own thoughts.

"Since I promised you, then I'll make some suggestions next, you can see it. After speaking, Song Chuyang took a step back.

Standing firmly, Song Chuyang half-squatted with his legs, one hand gently pushed out, and the other hand was placed three centimeters below his heart.

"The heart is like water, and the waves are not alarmed. Song Chuyang muttered to himself.

Then, take a step with your left leg to the right and make a white crane wings.

"Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit. As soon as Song Chuyang's words fell, his fist struck like lightning!

"What a speed!" the old man rubbed his eyes.

Before everyone could see how he made a move, they felt that the fist was whirring and powerful.

"It's easy to retract. After Song Chuyang said this, he slowly withdrew his hands and slowly exhaled a breath.

"Okay!" Song Chuyang patted the clothes on his body.

The old man's mouth could fit a duck egg into his mouth at this time, and he hadn't reacted from the shock for a long time.

"Eh, do you think those two hits he just played are real?" a female voice gossiped.

The other snorted coldly: "I think it's just a fist embroidered leg!"

"You...... You...... What a genius from heaven!" The old man was so excited that he squeezed out such a sentence for a long time.

"It's just a joke. Song Chuyang had a modest expression on his face.

"No, no, no, if you're playing with your hands, won't that make me even more embarrassed?" the old man grabbed Song Chuyang's hand.

"What do you want to do? Won't it be another crying, two troubles, and three hangings?" Song Chuyang looked at him without tears.

"Young man, after careful consideration, I have decided to obey you in the future!" said the old man with a firm face.

"What?" said in unison.

But then there was an even more shocking scene.

"No, I don't bother to teach you. Song Chuyang said nonchalantly.

"Don't be embarrassed, the old master can afford you by whispering his voice!" Zhu Bajie shouted indignantly.

But then he could no longer speak, for the old man threw him all over the ground with a punch.

"Young man, how about you think about it again?" said the old man, who bent his waist even lower with a flattering face.

Looking at the expectation in his eyes, Song Chuyang had a flash of inspiration: "For the sake of your sincerity, then I will reluctantly agree." ”

"But...... I have a small request. Song Chuyang deliberately hung people's appetites.

The old man smiled with a chrysanthemum on his face: "Even if you command, don't say one, a hundred will do!"

"Oh, this is my little sister. Song Chuyang pointed to Song Yutian who was standing aside.

The old man looked at the plastic bottle she was carrying, and immediately realized: "Don't worry, I will cover this piece in the future!"

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