At night, the Feng family villa.

The head of the Feng family sat quietly in the living room, waiting for the arrival of the mysterious guest.

I saw that his eyes were slightly closed, and he wondered what kind of person could make Maitreya, the leader of the Qincheng Blood Gang, bow down to him.

That man must not be simple!

Since the head of the Feng family is at the helm of one of the three major consortia, and his capital exceeds 100 billion, ordinary people naturally don't take it seriously.

Maitreya and the others arrived at the door, and the head of the Feng family walked out to greet them, but when they saw Wu Xuan in his twenties, even if he had been in the business world for decades, he couldn't help but be shocked, this Wu Xuan in Maitreya's mouth was too young.

However, years of experience told him that he didn't dare to hold it up, after all, this person can't use age to judge strength.

"Come in!"

Wu Xuan took Athena to sit on the chair, the decoration of this living room can be described as extremely luxurious, just the golden silk nanmu and red sandalwood furniture are enough for hundreds of millions.

The real rich will not be decorated with gold, and it takes something to show their identity.

For example, ancient wood furniture, porcelain, calligraphy and painting......

"I heard that Brother Wu is excellent in kung fu, I have time to ask for advice from this old man!" Feng Tianlong, the head of the Feng family, said with a smile.

"It's all three-legged cat kung fu, it's not worth taking out to be ashamed!"

Maitreya almost vomited blood when he heard Wu Xuan's words, if Wu Xuan's kung fu was a three-legged cat, then his kung fu would not even be considered hair.

"Haha, my old man doesn't say dark words, and he goes straight to the point."

"Speak fast! Good! Wu Xuan glanced at Feng Tianlong with appreciation.

"Brother Wu, drink a cup of tea first!"

Feng Tianlong first shot the brewed cup of tea directly towards Wu Xuan, only to see that the teacup was spinning rapidly in the air, and not a drop of water was spilled.

Feng Tianlong thought to himself, if Wu Xuan couldn't even catch his cup of tea, then he was not worthy of talking about cooperation with him.

Wu Xuan was also shocked in his heart, feeling that Feng Tianlong was also a practitioner, just by virtue of this cup of tea flying in the air, it was not difficult to see that his control of strength was deepened, and he was a master.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

Wu Xuan's hand was spread out, and the rapidly rotating teacup fell straight into Wu Xuan's hand impartially, not moving at all.

Feng Tianlong was shocked, this ...... What a lot of palm power it takes!

"The tea is a little hot!"

After Wu Xuan finished speaking, he threw the teacup directly into the air, and the teacup actually stopped in the air, and if you look closely, it was not stagnant, but because the teacup was spinning too fast, giving people the illusion.

Because of the internal force exerted by Wu Xuan, the tea in the teacup flew out directly, and the tea formed a splash in the air, just like a swimming dragon.

Several people present were stunned.

I saw that the teacup fell on the table impartially, and the tea that flew like a dragon went down and fell into the cup safely, without spilling a drop.

Wu Xuan picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Good tea!" ”

Then he placed the teacup on top of the coffee table, and at the same time, the tea lid was just on top of the teacup.

Feng Tianlong couldn't help but feel a shock to his body, he knew better than anyone else that this kung fu alone was not much better than him.

It's terrible how much strength it takes to do that.

But he still underestimated Wu Xuan, because Wu Xuan's Chinese kung fu was learned from Qin Lao, and he didn't bother to use what Qin Lao taught him until he had to.

To deal with ordinary enemies, fighting skills are enough, but if fighting skills are not good, you can use guns!

Why do you need the mastery taught by Qin Lao!

It's very simple, kill chickens with a knife.

Feng Tianlong stared at Wu Xuan's eyes like black gems, he and Wu Xuan glanced at each other, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, Wu Xuan's eyes were like a black hole in the universe, exuding bottomless profundity.

If this look was seen in an old man in his seventies and eighties, he would not be surprised, but there was a man in his twenties opposite!

"Buddha can wash the heart, and tea can cleanse the nature. There is sweetness in bitterness, bitterness in sweetness, bitterness before sweetness, and the same is true in life. ”

Wu Xuan picked up the teacup again, his hand shook slightly, and secretly exerted his strength, and the water in the teacup was pulled out with Wu Xuan's strength, like a vortex spinning in the air.

Wu Xuan waited until the water fell into the cup, and then drank it all: "Sezheng!" Flavorful! To be able to drink this tea today, Sansheng is lucky! ”

"Thank you!"

Immediately afterward, Wu Xuan continued: "Although there are many schools of Chinese martial arts, and there are countless exercises and techniques, each of which is different, the laws of its cultivation are generally similar. But the higher you cultivate, the smaller the difference between them. When they reach the highest level, there is almost no difference between the various sects, and it can be said that they have all come to the same end. Do everything according to the way, and do not force it. ”

Feng Tianlong didn't understand what Wu Xuan's words meant.

Suddenly, Feng Tianlong was stunned, this ...... Wu Xuan saw his problem at a glance.

Yes, he did have a little fog in his martial arts research recently, as if it was a layer of window paper, and he always felt that he could go to the next level, but this layer of window paper could not be pierced.

Now, Wu Xuan stayed with him for just a few minutes, and he saw where his problem was, which was really terrifying.

In fact, Feng Tianlong can't help but be a business tycoon, but also a martial arts master, because his family has been a martial arts master for generations, and he has practiced Changquan from generation to generation.

Wu Xuan continued: "If I guess correctly, Elder Feng should practice Changquan, and practice it for generations. ”

"You know the Long Fist?" Feng Tianlong asked in surprise, because in today's society, martial arts is about to be lost, especially the Feng family's boxing is about to be lost, his son has only learned a skin, and when he mentions his grandson, he hates iron and steel.

Wu Xuan said with a smile: "Long fists are characterized by long strikes when they shoot or kick out, and pursue the technical effect of "one inch longer and one inch stronger". It has the ability to stretch generously, flexibly and quickly, and combine rigidity and softness. Because of its large range of motion, it has high requirements for the flexibility and elasticity of muscles and ligaments. ”

Feng Tianlong was as frightened as a rabbit, who was Wu Xuan in front of him?

Because there are only a handful of people who know that he will fight, and only a few people are closest to him.

Wu ...... Brother Wu, how do you know that I practice Changquan? ”

"From the moment you toss your teacup into the air, I know."

Feng Tianlong was extremely surprised, and the moment he made a move, he knew that he was indeed not comparable to the boxing technique.

"Let's talk about cooperation, shall we?" Wu Xuan said with a smile.

"Brother Wu, can you accompany me to learn a few tricks!" Feng Tianlong felt that his request was not appropriate, this person had just arrived, and he had to discuss it.

But Feng Tianlong really didn't want to miss it, because he recognized that Wu Xuan must be a person with special attainments in martial arts.

Even if it's not a martial arts master, it's not much worse.

"Sparring? You're no match for me! ”

"Ahh Feng Tianlong thought that Wu Xuan would refuse, but he didn't expect the other party to say such a thing.