"Really?!"

Uncle Ying's eyes were full of excitement.

Who is Su Hang?

Maoshan disciple! Hermit master!

With unfathomable skills, how could the Tai Chi taught by him be mortal?

Since befriending Su Hang, Uncle Ying has not had the intention of learning one or two samples in his heart, but he has not been able to speak.

Unexpectedly, Su Hang would take the initiative to bring it up.

"Of course it's true."

Su Hang bowed slightly and explained:

"However, this set of Tai Chi is not a great mastery, it is just for physical fitness, Uncle Ying should not have too many expectations."

"Don't worry, that's enough."

Uncle Ying smiled:

"After going through that incident, I have long figured out that no amount of money can compare to a healthy body."

Su Hang also nodded in agreement.

"But is it right here?"

Uncle Ying raised his eyes and looked around, in addition to them, there were some scattered crowds on the deck.

Uncle Ying thought that Su Hang would find a place to hide.

"It's just a set of boxing techniques, where do you need to be so evasive?"

Su Hang shook his head, and there was an extra yellow talisman in his hand, and he handed it directly to Uncle Ying.

"It's ——?"

The talisman, Uncle Ying is very familiar with, but the talisman that appeared from Su Hang's hand is of course a completely different concept from the props he usually comes into contact with.

"Controller."

Su Hang explained:

"Generally speaking, it's not very useful except for pranks, but it's quite convenient to teach boxing and martial arts."

Uncle Ying didn't seem to understand, and asked:

"How should I use it?"

Su Channel:

"Just stick it on your body, anywhere."

Uncle Ying nodded, and immediately pasted the yellow charm on the shirt inside his coat:

"Is that okay?"

"No problem."

Su Hang bowed slightly, and as soon as his thoughts turned, the effect of the person control talisman had already been activated.

In an instant, Uncle Ying was surprised to find that he seemed to have completely lost control of his body, and he couldn't even speak.

Rao is already mentally prepared, but this feeling of losing control of his body is really a bit bad, and Uncle Ying is still a little uneasy.

"Don't panic, I'll control your body and practice my boxing skills next."

Hearing Su Hang's explanation, the panic in Uncle Ying's heart slowly retreated.

At the same time, Su Hang also controlled Uncle Ying's body and slightly moved away from the table they were sitting on.

Is this what the Maoshan Warlock is capable of?

With just one talisman, you can silently manipulate people like marionettes......

This kind of ability is too much-terrifying!

His eyes inadvertently swept over the railing not far away, and Uncle Ying couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

If Su Hang had evil intentions, he only needed to control him to jump from under the railing in full view of everyone, and anyone would only think that he was killing himself, and it would be impossible to think of others.

And it is Su Hang, who has good intentions towards him, who has mastered such terrifying skills, not some unscrupulous people, which is really a great luck.

"Uncle Ying, I'm going to start practicing boxing, please pay attention."

Under Su Hang's reminder, Uncle Ying also understood that the opportunity was rare, so he immediately put aside all kinds of distractions and silently concentrated.

After standing still, Su Hang also opened the boxing frame and began to practice Tai Chi.

Rising, the wild horses split their manes, and the white cranes shine their wings......

At first, it was noticed that there were people boxing on the deck, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

However, after these glances swept twice, he found that Uncle Ying had only played the simplest Yang's Taiji, and quickly took it back.

Of course, Su Hang felt that the most important reason was the big toad mirror on Uncle Ying's face.

Otherwise, even if it's just a simple Tai Chi on the bad street, Uncle Ying should be able to attract a lot of attention.

Under Su Hang's control, Uncle Ying's movements were extremely slow.

It's as if there are countless invisible ropes entangled around his hands and feet, making every movement of him have to pay countless times the effort he does on weekdays.

But in this slowness, the whole movement contains a unique rhythm that is indescribable and indescribable.

Yang's Taiji, of course Uncle Ying will also.

Although the controller deprives Uncle Ying of the control of his body, it will not close his five senses, but it is separated by a layer, and the feeling is not so strong.

Therefore, he could clearly feel what kind of fortune was contained in Su Hang's seemingly slow boxing technique.

When he walked down one move at a time, Su Hang also explained the key points to Uncle Ying in a voice that only he could hear.

A set of Tai Chi, Su Hang controlled Uncle Ying to play for nearly half an hour, and after the fight, Uncle Ying was even more soaked, as if he had been fished out of the water.

"Remember?"

If it was Su Dad and Su Ma, it would be obviously impossible to memorize such a complex boxing technique after one fight.

However, Uncle Ying himself has a lot of martial arts skills, coupled with Su Hang's careful explanation, he remembers the main points.

Uncle Ying winked in the direction of Su Hang, indicating that there was no problem.

Su Hang's mind moved, and he unlocked the effect of the control talisman.

Poof!

After regaining control of his body, Uncle Ying collapsed on the deck in an instant.

"Mr. Lin, are you alright?"

Seeing this, Su's father, who was originally watching the excitement, immediately stepped forward and pulled Uncle Ying up.

"It's nothing, it's just a little bit off."

Originally, Su Hang controlled his body, and Uncle Ying just felt a little tired, but when Su Hang pulled out and left, Uncle Ying realized how tired his body was.

It's as if the body is hollowed out.

The strength between the musculoskeletal muscles was almost squeezed to the slightest, coupled with the discomfort of just regaining control of the body, Uncle Ying undoubtedly threw himself into the street, and even spoke weakly, almost out of breath.

Dad Su crossed a little Zixia True Anger, and Uncle Ying finally recovered some strength and was able to stand on his own.

"Thank you for your advice."

Although Su Hang said that this set of boxing techniques is not a masterpiece, Uncle Ying, who has a lot of martial arts skills, can sense that it is extraordinary, and naturally he will not take a little gaffe to heart.

As he spoke, Uncle Ying also took off the control charm on his shirt and handed it back to Su Hang.

Looking at the control talisman that had been soaked in sweat, Su Hang also waved his hand with a smile:

"This cinnabar has been dispersed, and the talisman has become invalid, Uncle Ying, you can just deal with it."

Uncle Ying thought about it, and then carefully put away the talisman:

"Then I'll keep it as a souvenir."

Su Hang naturally did not object, but just reminded:

"Uncle Ying, your current physical fitness, practicing once a day in the morning is enough to strengthen the body, but it will damage the body after that.

After half a year, it should be changed to once in the morning and evening, so persistently, after three years, I will ensure that Uncle Ying will be difficult to invade. ”