Chapter 180: Condensing Fist

After another day, Chu Ning embroidered for a while and was a little tired, so he helped his grandmother out to breathe, and saw that Monk Jueshen was fetching water in the courtyard, Chu Ning smiled and said, "Master is going to carry water and practice again!"

"Where do you still need to carry water to practice! That set of boxing is much more useful than carrying water, by the way, last time the girl said that she wanted to see this new set of boxing methods created by me, and I haven't been free yet, so the poor monk will fight again." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 As he spoke, Monk Jueshen put the water into the stove and immediately came out again.

Tucking the corners of his robe, Monk Jueshen said, "It's ugly!" and began to punch.

This set of boxing methods is really different from Taijiquan, although Chu Ning doesn't understand, but he can also feel that this boxing method is more tough and vigorous than Taijiquan, and a lot of kung fu has been added to the legs, for a while, the fist shadow is fluttering, the palm wind is whistling, and the feet on the ground are even more clanging, Chu Ning feels that the ground is shaking, this Jueshen monk is really at the level of a strong man.

Mama was also shocked when she looked at it, she had seen a lot, she didn't expect that there were such strong martial arts people in this small place, but I don't know what his identity is, but as long as it doesn't hinder her own miss.

Just as he was hitting the head, Monk Jueshen heard someone coming up, and his heart was playful, and he jumped over in a few steps and punched out.

As soon as Jing Dazhu turned the corner, he felt a gust of wind howling, and a big fist came towards the door, and the hairs on his body stood up in fright, and he didn't dare to move, and he couldn't move.

Seeing that his fist was about to smash on Jing Dazhu's face, Chu Ning exclaimed, Jing Dazhu also closed his eyes tightly, but Monk Jueshen easily retracted his fist and retreated calmly.

Jing Dazhu felt that the fist had not arrived, so he opened his eyes, and saw that the monk who had retreated to the side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he staggered and almost sat on the ground, his legs were scared and weak!

Monk Jueshen laughed: "This little benefactor is good! he can still stand, and he is also very courageous!"

Chu Ning hurriedly came up and glared at Monk Jueshen, and asked with concern, "Brother Zhuzi, are you okay?"

"No~ It's okay!" Jing Dazhu was unable to continue to go to private school due to Jing Zhanhong's reasons, originally thinking of practicing martial arts, but his parents' ability was also limited, and they couldn't find a suitable master, so they had to give up, just saw that this monk's martial arts were very good, and he hurriedly gave a respectful salute: "Amitabha! Master, what is your fist method called? It's very powerful!"

"This punch is called 'Condensing Fist'," he said, glancing at Chu Ning with deep meaning.

When Chu Ning heard that the name of this boxing method actually had his own name in it, he thought that maybe this monk had this name because he had taught him Taijiquan, but he felt a little flattered.

In fact, the monk Jueshen didn't mean this, and thought: The name of this boxing method was given by the little prince, and it is inevitable that there are some suspicions of children's affection, but the name is also appropriate, and I will recognize the monk.

"'Condensing Fist'" Jing Dazhu repeated, and suddenly said with a red face and firmly: "Master, can you teach me this boxing technique?" I have wanted to learn martial arts since I was a child, but I have never had the opportunity, I also know that I am not young, I missed the best time, I am afraid that I will not learn well, but I am willing to work hard!"

"If you want to learn, it's not that you can't, but you have to .......," Monk Jueshen smiled evilly.

Jing Dazhu was shocked, could it be that he wanted to be a monk too! Hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Master, I still have parents and little sister at home, and they are all engaged, so I can't become a monk!"

Hearing this, the monk Jue Shen laughed happily, and Jing Dazhu and Chu Ning looked at each other.