In the early morning, the chill hits.

Outside, a white mist can be condensed in one breath.

"Early."

"Early."

On the martial arts stage, Fang Yue and Bai Taojun greeted each other.

Both of them are wearing plain blue martial arts hall uniforms, which look very coordinated.

Bai Taojun put his hands behind his back, tried to make a serious expression, and said, "Senior Sister taught you Changfeng Fist, how are you doing?"

She has a young face and a petite figure, and she pretends to be serious, without any majesty, but carries her hands behind her back, and sets off her chest more upright.

"Got it." Fang Yue said.

He has a foundation in boxing, and Changfeng Boxing is not too advanced in boxing, and after studying for three days, he has already mastered the essence.

Last night, he used the merit system to deduce the first Changfeng Boxing, and after the system passed on the gong, Fang Yue had been tempered in the Changfeng Boxing attainments, as if he had been practicing for many years.

Bai Taojun said: "Little junior brother, practicing martial arts and boxing is not a one-day achievement, pride and complacency, the most important thing is to be." Senior sister, I have been practicing Changfeng Boxing for many years, and I dare not say that I have mastered it. You've only been studying for a few days, so how can you be ashamed to say that you've mastered ......?"

Seeing that she was going to nag non-stop, Fang Yue had no choice but to interrupt her words and said, "It's really mastered, if you don't believe it, let's try it, and we'll do it twice."

Bai Taojun is a little dissatisfied, she is a teacher for the first time, and it is rare to have a little junior brother who can be trained, and she has not been trained yet.

In the martial arts hall, excluding the old housekeeper Bai Fu and the other two Qiu family servants, the real martial arts hall disciples, including Qiu Shiyan, the senior sister, Bai Taojun, the second senior sister who relied on the relationship, and Fang Yue, the junior brother who joined last, are six in total.

The other three disciples, who stayed in the martial arts hall and didn't leave, were not in love with the old love, but crooked melons and cracked dates, and they had nowhere to go, so they stayed and lived a mess.

Every day, it is rare to see them practicing martial arts.

Only Fang Yue, as soon as he joined the martial arts hall, got up early every morning to practice boxing, and for several days, he never fell.

"Okay, then senior sister will have two hands with you." Bai Taojun agreed.

She thinks that this little junior brother is good at everything, wealthy, handsome and extraordinary, treats people well, has no bad habits, and I heard that he is still single......

Well, that's not the point.

The point is that he practiced martial arts hard, and as soon as he entered the martial arts hall, he practiced martial arts every day without stopping.

In his spare time, he is also carefully studying the martial arts secrets in the martial arts hall.

If you don't understand, you can ask around, even if his own martial arts cultivation is the highest in the Fengyang Martial Arts Pavilion except for Qiu Rubai.

However, there are some common problems among geniuses, that is, blind self-confidence, and after only a few days of practicing Changfeng Boxing, I feel that I have completely mastered it.

Bai Taojun decided to teach this little junior brother another lesson, so that he could understand that martial arts can only master the essence after years of hard training, and it is by no means possible to achieve it overnight.

This Changfeng Fist is not as simple as he thought, a rough grasp of the fur, that is not a mastery at all.

Bai Taojun activity embroidered boxing, remembered something, and said busily: "You are not allowed to use internal force."

If Fang Yue uses internal force, then there is no need to compare this competition.

"Okay." Fang Yue originally wanted to try Changfeng Fist, and using internal force was to crush the game.

Bai Taojun was relieved.

The two stood still, Bai Taojun's petite body moved, and he punched towards Fang Yue.

The essence of Changfeng Fist is in a punch like the wind.

Bai Taojun followed Qiu Shiyan's side, practiced Changfeng Boxing for several years, and mastered the essence of Changfeng Boxing very well.

One punch was followed by another punch, and eleven punches came out in an instant.

The shadow of the fist is like the wind.

However, Fang Yue was faster, easily dodging her first punch before following the punch, and in a shorter period of time, fifteen punches were delivered.

Ten punches were opposite to Bai Taojun's fist, and five punches were on Bai Taojun's body.

Of course, the punches that hit Bai Taojun's body were not forced, and they passed as soon as they touched it.

In just a few breaths, fifteen punches were made, some light and some heavy, and the control of the strength during them was wonderful.

The two figures separated, and the victory and defeat were divided early.

Bai Taojun stood in place blankly, holding back for a long time, shaking the painful embroidered fist, and finally said: "Why are you so hard!"

……

I couldn't teach the martial arts class in the morning, because Bai Taojun had been there to doubt life.

Why did she practice for a few years, and in terms of mastering Changfeng Boxing, she couldn't compare to the little junior brother for a few days?

And this little junior brother's Changfeng Fist is still taught by her.

Is the talent gap between people really so big?

Fang Yue stood there, carefully comprehending the punch just now.

Every knowledge and understanding of martial arts can be transformed into a merit system to continue to deduce the exercises, which should not be taken lightly.

After a short while, Fang Yue came back to his senses and saw Bai Taojun standing there, his eyes were red.

"Senior Sister Bai, isn't it, if you lose the competition, you will cry your nose?"

"You're crying." Bai Taojun turned his head and didn't look at Fang Yue.

She felt that her senior sister was overwhelmed and couldn't get mixed up.

"Okay, that's it for the morning exercise, I'll take you to the steamed bun shop of Aunt Wang's house on the corner to eat steamed buns."

As soon as she heard that Fang Yue was going to take her to eat, Bai Taojun's eyes lit up, and she turned around and said, "I want all meat filling."

……

The two of them were just about to leave the martial arts hall when they saw Niu Chuming, the disciple and chef of the martial arts hall, coming over there yawning.

Bai Taojun asked, "Senior Brother Niu, why have you been listless lately?"

"Senior Sister Bai, Young Master Fang." Niu Chuming greeted the two with a smile, and then couldn't say anything.

Bai Taojun also knew that he was a taciturn character who couldn't beat a fart with a stick, so he didn't ask more.

Fang Yue said: "We are about to go to the corner Wang Auntie's steamed bun shop to eat steamed buns, Senior Brother Niu, let's go together, I'll have a treat."

Niu Chuming hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, you go, I still have something to do, and I want to prepare breakfast for everyone."

……

Aunt Wang's bun shop.

It was cold, and the steamer was steaming, and it was white.

Fang Yue and Bai Taojun sat in the shop, waiting for the buns to be served.

The buns in this steamed bun shop are thin and fragrant, quite delicious, and they are very famous on this street.

After Fang Yue came over to eat it once, he thought it was good, so he came again with Bai Taoyun.

"White girl, it's been a long time since I've seen you here."

Aunt Wang put a small steamed bun in front of the two of them and greeted Bai Taojun warmly.

Bai Taojun smiled awkwardly and said, "I've been busy lately."

She has always been a frequent customer of this steamed bun shop before, and recently the economic situation of the martial arts hall has become more and more embarrassing, so she has no money to come out to eat steamed buns.

You can only drink porridge inside the martial arts hall.

Open the small cage, and there are five white buns lying inside, steaming.

……

The two of them were eating when they saw several "acquaintances" coming in from outside.

Yu Haoyuan of Qingyanmen was taking two juniors and disciples to the steamed bun shop to eat steamed buns.

"There are no more empty seats, do you mind a table?" Yu Haoyuan asked.

Fang Yue looked at the side, it was indeed full of people, and Mrs. Wang's steamed bun shop was doing very good business.

"Please." Fang Yue said.

Yu Haoyuan and the three sat down at the same table as Fang Yue.

Bai Taojun glared at the three of Qingyanmen, after all, the relationship between Qingyanmen and the Yang Martial Arts Pavilion was very bad.

"I didn't expect this son to choose to join the Fengyang Martial Arts Gym." Yu Haoyuan looked at the plain blue martial arts hall on Fang Yue's body.

"If you want to choose, choose the best, Fengyang Martial Arts Hall has produced such an amazing and talented person as the owner of Qiu Da Pavilion, it is worth choosing." Fang Yue said flatly.

The meaning of this is that I feel that the famous martial arts hall of Qingyanmen is not as good as the Fengyang martial arts hall.

Yu Haoyuan didn't get angry, sighed, and said: "Yes, how amazing and brilliant the master of the Qiu Pavilion was back then, it was the pride of our martial artists, and I always regarded him as an idol when I was a child."