Li Ruofan said: "Zen can only be comprehended and difficult to convey, so let's do it, the master will recite a poem when he practices, and you should pay attention to comprehend it." ”

Mei Lin happened to come out, and when she saw that Li Ruofan was going to teach Xiao Qi boxing, she was really a little curious. She knew the skills of Xiao Qi and these girls, but she didn't believe that Li Ruofan could teach her anything.

When Li Ruofan just started to start, Xiao Qi almost laughed dumbly, and at first glance it was an obvious imitation show, which was a show.

Li Ruofan opened his mouth and recited: Enter the ancient temple in the early morning, and the first sun shines on the high forest.

For some reason, as soon as these two poems came out, they were completely immersed in that artistic conception. The chaotic qi in the body was also mobilized, and the whole movement became particularly natural and smooth, which was completely different from what Xiao Qi demonstrated, just like Xianyun Yehe dancing with his hands.

Xiao Qi covered her mouth with her hand in surprise, what is going on, is it really a poem that Wing Chun is so powerful? She can feel that Li Ruofan's ethereal and chic, and his moves in some places have changed, but they have undoubtedly become more integrated.

Bamboo-path-through-secluded-place, Zen-room-flower-wood-deep.

When Li Ruofan read these two sentences, Xiao Qi couldn't help but learn along, that kind of boxing intent Zen flavor that seems to be absent is really what she has been lacking. His own Wing Chun seems to be a little stiff, as if Li Ruofan is playing the real Wing Chun.

Although Song Yunting doesn't know martial arts, she can also see that Li Ruofan's movements have an indescribable beauty. In fact, half of this is due to the chaotic qi in Li Ruofan's body.

Superior martial arts, practicing to a high depth, you need to cultivate both internally and externally, and internal strength, to put it bluntly, is to practice qi, and chaotic qi is undoubtedly the highest level of qi.

As the saying goes, practice one breath inside, and practice muscles and bones outside. Li Ruofan originally had the most source of chaotic qi in his body, and using this to drive Wing Chun was actually using the results to derive the process, so it looked very easy. That is, Li Ruofan can read it once and he has won the essence of Wing Chun.

The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the pond shadow is empty. All the sounds are silent, but the rest of the bell chimes.

When practicing finger marking, it is necessary to pay attention to playing chic, relaxed, and flexible. Such as rattan, springs, seemingly light and weak, but in fact strong and powerful.

Xiao Qi saw that Li Ruofan finished reading the last four sentences, which was even better than his coach. It's not generally good.

Because it's close. Xiao Qi could even feel the qi emanating from Li Ruofan's body, forming an invisible barrier around Li Ruofan's body, what kind of realm is this master?

Xiao Qi had seen the captain and Chu Yanran's internal strength released externally, but Li Ruofan's whole body was now wrapped in internal qi, if they were allowed to see it, they would probably be blinded, right?

After Li Ruofan finished fighting, he saw Xiao Qi staring at him with wide eyes, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with you, have you gone mad?"

Xiao Qi hurriedly said: "No, no, no, it's too good, it's too perfect." I used to think that Wing Chun was not like the martial arts practiced by the captain Chu Yanran. No matter how much you practice, you can't reach the first level of internal strength. Now I know that I was wrong! Like Master, it's even more powerful than the sixth layer of internal strength, no, the seventh and eighth layers of internal strength!"

Seeing Xiao Qi's incoherent appearance, Li Ruofan was also a little proud. In fact, he also had a lot of insights after playing this Wing Chun.

Li Ruofan deliberately said unfathomably: "Do you know why Hong Qigong taught Guo Jing to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, but did not teach Huang Rong, but only taught the dog-beating stick method? Because the female streamers are naturally inferior to men in terms of strength, they pay more attention to breaking through the strength with skill, and they are four or two thousand catties." Although there is no positive description of Lin Chaoying of the Tomb School in the novel, you can see that Xiaolongnu's martial arts are also based on dexterity. So you have to be more real. ”

Xiao Qi thought so. Master is so right, it turns out that he is in the wrong direction, and now he has finally found the guiding light!

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "Practice hard, if you can reach the third layer of internal strength." Master will reward you with a big pill. ”

Xiao Qi was pleasantly surprised: "I used to think that I didn't know when I would be able to reach the first layer of internal strength, but now I am suddenly more confident, and I will definitely be able to reach the third layer of internal strength or even higher." ”

Di heard a few snorts, what is the third layer of internal strength? If Li Ruofan's apprentice is at such a low level, it is estimated that he will laugh off his big teeth, right?

Xiao Qi happily ran to Chu Yanran's house, but she kept an eye on it, and she would definitely not say anything about the master who would give her a big return.

Thirteen was originally slightly better than Xiao Qi. Now I have eaten a small pill with Xiao Qi, and I haven't tried it with Xiao Qi yet. Seeing Xiao Qi happily running into the villa, he couldn't help frowning.

"It can't be that your master secretly gave you some elixir, right?"

"How could it be? Master is so powerful that he instructed me in Wing Chun. ”

Thirteen laughed: "If you want to say that he will give you a small Dan and a big Dan, I will believe it, and I will instruct you to Wing Chun?

Xiao Qi said: "Really, the master is very powerful, saying that my Wing Chun lacks Zen, I followed the master to practice it again, and I realized a lot." 13. If you don't believe it, let's practice. Just ask the captain and Song Lao for some guidance. ”

Thirteen said: "Okay, you have always been my subordinate, I'll see how much you have improved now." It just so happens that I also practice Wing Chun. ”

Song Tian also didn't believe it a little, how old was this for a while, and she thought that she had taken some pill for her, so she was happy to be like this!

Thirteen and Xiao Qi are practicing Wing Chun, and they are undoubtedly very familiar with the moves, seeing that Thirteen is the 116 style of the wooden stake method, Xiao Qi subconsciously is the target of Li Ruofan's practice just now.

Thirteen used to be a burst of fierce punches, but now it has reached the first level of internal strength, and the punches are even more vigorous. However, seeing Xiao Qi's response, it was like a showmanship with weak energy, and he was very disdainful.

But after a few moves, Thirteen felt that something was wrong, although her moves were powerful, they couldn't be a threat to Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi's Wing Chun seems to be swinging willows in the wind, containing infinite stamina, and some of the moves have obviously changed, and it seems that the latter can fight back at any time.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, and the more Song Tian looks at it, the more frightened he becomes. This Xiao Qi seems to have a bit of fist intent, and it seems that he has been retreating and defending, but in fact, he is unloading and transforming, even if he can't play that mellow.

The more Xiao Qi played, the more comfortable he became, and he couldn't help but think of the poem Li Ruofan said about entering the ancient temple in the early morning.

Thirteen saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and there was a captain watching, and his boxing skills were even more powerful, like a raging storm. Xiao Qi is like a big ship in the stormy seas. When I read the deep flowers and trees in the meditation room, I felt that my whole body was full of strength, as if it had been accumulating, just waiting for an opportunity. (To be continued.) )