Chapter 78: Two bowls of water

Chapter 78 of the main text volume Two bowls of water

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Wang Xiaojun said: "It turns out that Yu Bachuan wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and the whole country can't be the leader for the time being, so let's get a Sichuan dangdang first, there is nothing new at all." โ€

Guo Qi'er said: "There are many martial arts sects in Sichuan, but the most famous ones are nothing more than Emei Qingcheng and Tangmen, so Tangmen's position is very important, for so many years, the Tang family has remained neutral, no one buys face, but at the same time, no one can be offended, Tang Sisi left home Tangmen immediately posted to Emei, what I am afraid is that we took the opportunity to accept Tang Sisi's entry, it seems that Tangmen and Emei are getting closer, hum, Tangmen still underestimates our Emei faction, and the senior sister in charge is not that kind of person. โ€

Wang Xiaojun said angrily: "I thought that martial arts was the place where legends and miracles were born, but I didn't expect it to be more intrigue and conspiracy." โ€

"But no." Guo Qi'er also sighed with emotion, and then said, "Eh, didn't you learn light skills from me?" Why are you still stunned? โ€

"I'm just asking about gossip - goodbye to the fourth uncle!" Wang Xiaojun ran to the Phoenix Terrace again, he estimated that Jiang Qingxia's side was almost over.

When he arrived at Phoenix Terrace, Wang Xiaojun was surprised by the scene in front of him: he saw more than a dozen female disciples in pairs, divided into five or six groups, fighting each other with swords!

In the past two days, Wang Xiaojun has been in Emei, and he is also accustomed to the long swords of his disciples, and he also knows that the sword is a real weapon in the hands of Emei disciples, which can be seen from Chu Zhongshi being trapped on the mountain, but he didn't expect that the competition between them can be so fierce - the sword light Huo Huo on the phoenix platform rarely has the sound of gold and iron colliding, and the sword blade often sweeps over the throat and chest when it is not allowed to be fired, if it weren't for Jiang Qingxia's face looking at it as usual, Wang Xiaojun even thought that something had happened here.

Jiang Qingxia stood on a stone protruding from the cliff, her expression was calm and focused, and from time to time she pointed out the flaws in a certain disciple's sword moves, it was rare that she was alone to take care of these dozen people, and no one could escape her eyes if there was a mistake.

"Master......" Wang Xiaojun's body moved carefully step by step to Jiang Qingxia next to the edge of the cliff, and he screamed tremblingly.

Seeing his cautious appearance, Jiang Qingxia couldn't help but be a little complacent: "See, the swordsmanship of our Emei faction is not the aerobics practiced by the aunts in the square, are you a little shocked?" โ€

"It's not...... I'm afraid you'll fall if the sound is loud! Wang Xiaojun also has a careful side, knowing that people can't shout in dangerous places, just like a child standing on the edge of the windowsill and always having to coax down with a pleasant face before beating again.

After listening to Wang Xiaojun's words, Jiang Qingxia really almost fell. Wang Xiaojun joined the Emei faction as the leader of the Iron Palm Gang (although in fact it was not the case), she and Han Min naturally suspected Wang Xiaojun's purpose, so Jiang Qingxia deliberately summoned Wang Xiaojun to Phoenix Terrace on the first day, just to see if he had ulterior motives for Emei's mastery, but the other party turned a blind eye - if he didn't dare to look at it, it meant that he was weak-hearted, and if he stared at it, he was suspected of stealing the teacher, and it was this kind of blindness that made Jiang Qingxia collapse. People are obviously here for the silk winder! Jiang Qingxia is a little awkward about this fact, just like a stunning beauty who sees a strange man approaching, suspects that he has other plans, and finally finds that people are not interested in your appearance at all, just like half of the baked cake in your hand.

Jiang Qingxia asked Wang Xiaojun angrily: "What are you doing here?" Did I teach you the starting move, did you practice it? โ€

Wang Xiaojun said: "It's done." โ€

"What?" Jiang Qingxia almost fell again.

"Well, Master, you better come down and talk." Wang Xiaojun didn't know how Jiang Qingxia was doing, but the place where she was standing and all her actions were as dangerous as the safety signs.

Jiang Qingxia waved her hand to signal that the disciples had finished practicing today, and when everyone was gone, she grabbed Wang Xiaojun and asked, "You didn't lie to me?" I taught you the starting style, and you really practiced it in one day? โ€

Wang Xiaojun said: "What's the use of me lying to you, it's just a starting style, I practice during the day, I practice in my dreams, isn't it normal to practice?" โ€

Jiang Qingxia continued to ask: "How do you feel after practicing?" โ€

Wang Xiaojun said: "Just like during the exercise, those acupoints are heated in a straight line, as if they have all moved their positions. โ€

Jiang Qingxia gasped, she asked this to test whether what Wang Xiaojun said was true or false, and the result was exactly the same as the scene after she practiced it back then, which shows that Wang Xiaojun really achieved the effect of her five months of hard training in one day, five months - she still clearly remembers that the master praised her for her talent, and she was talented in five months, so what is Wang Xiaojun?

"Master?" Jiang Qingxia was woken up by Wang Xiaojun from her shock, and she tried her best to pretend to be bland and said, "Do you want to continue studying?" โ€

"Yes."

"Okay-" Jiang Qingxia said, "The starting style starts with the shoulder acupoint, ends with the Yangchi acupoint, and drills out clockwise; The second style starts with the palm of the hand, passes through the outer pass of the lower arm, the cold abyss of the upper arm, and ends with the acupoint behind the shoulder, and drills out counterclockwise. Jiang Qingxia was still explaining, while pointing on Wang Xiaojun's arm, this time the four acupuncture points are farther away from each other, and counterclockwise rotation is more difficult to master, because the most common movement in people's daily activities is also clockwise, such as you chop ribs with a knife, stir egg liquid, and shake the tractor, which is in line with people's exercise habits, and counterclockwise will be a lot more jerky.

This time, Wang Xiaojun still took more than half an hour to determine the location of the acupuncture points, and it took another half an hour to learn the moves, and the questions asked in the middle were also various elementary low-end, the more he was like this, the more entangled Jiang Qingxia became: Why can a person with such a poor foundation practice the starting hand style in one day?

After reviewing it many times, Wang Xiaojun has preliminarily mastered the second form of the silk winding hand, Jiang Qingxia has the intention to test his understanding, and said: "I'll just teach you a few more tricks, so you don't have to ask every day." โ€

I don't want Wang Xiaojun to wave his hand vigorously and say: "If you don't learn it, you won't learn it, it's enough to have this trick." โ€

Jiang Qingxia wondered, "Why?" โ€

"I'm afraid I'll learn too much and get confused."

Jiang Qingxia was speechless, this situation is like a pig who can figure out the math problem you solved in a month in half an hour, and then shake her head and say to you: I'm stupid, let's start learning high math tomorrow......

Wang Xiaojun bounced in the mountains and went to the restaurant, Jiang Qingxia watched his back gradually fade away, depressed and unable to extricate himself.

As soon as Wang Xiaojun entered the restaurant, it was instantly quiet, and all the disciples looked up at him, while helplessly showing up their early orders, and everyone knew that he had the habit of grabbing early within a day.

Wang Xiaojun smiled and said abruptly: "I want to drink some thin ...... today."

Several disciples silently packed the gruel and soy milk in front of them, carried them and handed them to Wang Xiaojun......

Hurried back to his dormitory, Hu Tailai was washing in the bathroom, Wang Xiaojun jumped to his feet and said, "Why do you still have time to wash your face, start practicing!" โ€

Hu Tailai nodded and smiled, and began to practice drills outside, and Wang Xiaojun could see that he was a little tired and depressed. They have been in Emei for two nights and one day, Wang Xiaojun is also rushing to catch up with the progress, from today, Hu Tailai's countdown is officially only seven days, and he has not even been able to practice the starting style, this set of broad and profound silk winders I don't know how many difficulties to overcome, this iron-like man has a heavy pressure on his heart, and it is inevitable that he is a little hesitant.

Wang Xiaojun learned from Jiang Qingxia's example and climbed up a cliff and rock, bit open a small bite of the bag containing soybean milk, raised his neck heroically and drank dry, wiped his mouth and said: "Do you know Lao Hu, I have already practiced the starting style of the silk winding hand, since I can, you will definitely be able too!" โ€

Sure enough, Hu Tailai's eyes lit up and said, "Really? โ€

"Nature is true!" Wang Xiaojun took out a sesame cake from his pocket again, took a bite and said, "You have a solid foundation than me, and your brain is better than mine, I think you will be able to do it today at the latest." โ€

Hu Tailai laughed and said, "Do you have my share of the sesame cake you brought?" โ€

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So when Tang Sisi went out, he saw Wang Xiaojun and Hu Tailai finishing their breakfast, one at the door and the other practicing with great interest on the stones on the edge of the cliff.

"How long are you going to stay there?" Tang Sisi pointed at Wang Xiaojun and asked.

"Leave me alone, I'm not sleepy in practicing here!"

Wang Xiaojun practiced the second form of silk winding, the reason why he practiced so diligently was because he had to prepare Hu Tailai to start the hand after the success of the hand can be put into the new subject, he used to hear a sentence - when a teacher wants to give a bowl of water to a student, he must have a bucket of water, fortunately he only has this one student, so he set himself the goal: two bowls-

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