The night was quiet, and under the dim street lamp of Meixian No. 1 Middle School, stood an old man with crane hair and a childish face, even breath, bright eyes, and a white goatee on his chin

The bell rang for the end of the self-study in Meixian No. 1 Middle School, Yang Yu took Hu Yuxuan's hand and walked out of the door of Meixian No. 1 Middle School.

The old man watched Yang Yu come out of the school gate, he walked towards Yang Yu, stretched out his hand with a gentle face, and said, "Hello Brother Yang, I am Li Chentao's grandfather, and today I am here to visit you." ”

Yang Yu looked at such a humble old man in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a gentleman's temperament from the old man in front of him. Yang Yu hurriedly stretched out his hands to the old man in front of him and said, "The old man is too polite, just call me Xiao Yang, by the way, I haven't met the old man before, how did the old man recognize me at a glance." ”

"A person who practices martial arts has a different temperament from the people around him, and besides, you have an alternative bald head, so I will naturally recognize you by eyesight. The old man smiled slightly.

Yang Yu touched his bald head and said with a straight face: "Old man, you don't understand, shaving your head is a sign of confidence"

The old man stroked his white goatee and said with a smile: "Brother Yang taught my grandson's boxing technique is erratic, his whereabouts are strange and unpredictable, I Li Xiandao is a few years older than you, today I came here to ask you for boxing techniques." ”

Yang Yu motioned for Hu Yuxuan to stand aside, and he said to the old man sincerely: "Since the old man insists on competing with me, then I might as well be respectful." ”

The old man spread out his hands and made a Tai Chi Yun hand movement, and then his body swept towards Yang Yu as lightly as catkins in the wind, saying that it was too late, and the old man suddenly smashed his fist into Yang Yu's face.

Yang Yu's figure dodged the old man's menacing punch, and the old man saw that Yang Yu had dodged his punch so easily, he did not show a discouraged expression, but his pupils constricted and stared at Yang Yu intently.

The old man suddenly turned sideways and threw his body out on tiptoes, his fists were as dense as spring rain, and he instantly punched Yang Yu countless times.

Yang Yu felt the old man's strong fighting intent, his fox eyes erupted with a fine light, Yang Yu did not use the slightest true qi in his body, but clenched his fists and took every punch from the old man.

As soon as he touched the old man's fist, Yang Yu felt countless soft forces hit his body, he seemed to be in the artistic conception of the old man dripping water through the stone, and the old man's spring rain-like fist made Yang Yu have a sense of suffocating oppression.

The old man's fist is as natural as flowing water, and it is natural for people not to feel a flaw, Yang Yu thought of the sentence that there is nothing else outside Gao Pengfei's house, and a house word made Yang Yu suddenly open up like an initiation, he still didn't use the true qi in his body, Yang Yu slowly closed his eyes in the dense fist shadow of the old man, and he put himself outside this duel and no longer paid attention to the old man's fist as dense as spring rain.

Yang Yu was like a fisherman wearing a hat in front of a flat boat in a dense shower, quietly watching his fish drift on the rippling lake, no longer caring about how big the wind and rain were outside, no longer caring whether the small boat he was in would capsize, and whether he would be swallowed up by this dense shower.

The outside world had nothing to do with him, and the true qi in his body naturally erupted to resist the old man's dense fists.

is completely different from Gao Pengfei's focus on gambling, Yang Yu felt a kind of detachment at this time, and the artistic conception he realized had the taste of sitting firmly in Diaoyutai.

The old man felt that Yang Yu's whole body was naturally full of strength and resisted his dense fists, he seemed to have changed his style of play, the old man shouted like a spring thunder explosion, and he instantly swung countless punches at Yang Yu, his fists were no longer as dense as the wind and drizzle, but turned into a heavy and fierce blow like a mountain, and as the old man's fist kept swinging out the air, there was a series of explosions.

Hu Yuxuan, who was standing under the dim street lamp and watching the two of them fight, heard a violent noise in the air, and she was worried about Yang Yu's safety and couldn't help shouting to be careful.

Yang Yu, who was sitting firmly in the artistic conception of Diaoyutai, was suddenly awakened, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the old man couldn't see it well, he suddenly closed his fist, but his fist was naturally strong and still punched Yang Yu in the air.

Caught off guard, Yang Yu's fingertips sent out a needle-like fine true qi to block the old man's punch, at this moment Yang Yu finally understood why the old Tao said that perception is more important than cultivation, once you fight with someone and fall into someone else's artistic conception, the initiative is in the hands of others.

The old man walked up to Yang Yu and said: "Brother Yang's kung fu is really good, in time, I will definitely be able to become a generation of grandmasters, it is pure luck that I can beat Brother Yang today, if it weren't for Brother Yang's artistic conception was suddenly broken, I think it would be difficult for me to beat Brother Yang." ”

"The old man's artistic conception is unfathomable, sometimes as dense as spring rain, sometimes as fierce as a mountain, I am only the first to peek into the door in terms of artistic conception, and I am indeed not the opponent of the old man. Yang Yu clenched his fists and said seriously.

The old man glanced at Yang Yu with admiration and said: "The young people nowadays are inevitably a little young and vigorous, and you can obviously contain true qi in your body, but you don't need true qi to fight against me, you are really taking care of me, a bad old man, I don't know why you can reach the point of containing true qi in your body at a young age." ”

When Yang Yu heard the old man's words, he thought that his true qi was from the double cultivation of Nalan Youruo, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's just a coincidence!"

The old man said with a light in his eyes: "At that time, we martial arts practitioners will have a martial arts conference, and there will be many masters of artistic conception to learn from each other, and I want to invite the little brother to participate together." ”

Yang Yu is also very yearning for such a divine thing as artistic conception, he knows that the martial arts conference is an excellent opportunity for him to understand the artistic conception, and he can't help but hurriedly say: "I also really want to see other artistic conception masters, and I hope the old man will inform me when the martial arts conference is held." ”

The old man flicked his sleeves and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Yang Yu, he smiled at Yang Yu and turned to leave.

Yang Yu looked at the back of the old man leaving and couldn't help muttering: "The small is hidden in the forest, the big is hidden in the city, there are still many masters in this world." ”

Hu Yuxuan kicked Yang Yu, she pouted her lipstick lips and said, "What are you babbling about all day long, I'm tired, I want you to carry me back." ”

Yang Yu bowed slightly, Hu Yuxuan jumped on Yang Yu's back, the street lamp dragged the shadows of the two people for a long time, and the two began to chat happily on the road.

"Daughter-in-law, have you ever heard me sing?"

"Of course you did, you didn't sing at the Campus Singer Contest. ”

"But I want to sing one song just for you!"

"Well, I'll listen. ”

Yang Yu cleared his throat, he didn't run the true qi but sang a song "The Most Romantic Thing" in the original way.

Sitting back to back on the carpet,

Listen to music and talk about wishes.

You want me to be more and more gentle,

I want you to put it to heart.

You said you wanted to send me a romantic dream,

Thank you for taking you to heaven.

Even if it takes a lifetime to complete,

As long as I speak, you will not forget.

……

Under the dim night, Yang Yu's singing echoed on the lonely street, many people on the street looked at Yang Yu and Hu Yuxuan with envy, and some looked at Yang Yu with stunned eyes, Yang Yu ignored the eyes of others, he was still singing unwillingly......