Everyone didn't know what Muyang was doing, they all shut up and held back their breathing, waiting for the result, and some people wondered in their hearts whether the boss was afraid that he would not be able to open the big stone, so he had given up.

Muyang stood up, shook his shirt, then put his hands behind his back and walked away in style.

Everyone was stunned, this is the end, it seems that they have really given up.

At this moment, everyone only felt a slight clicking sound in their ears, and everyone couldn't help but look at the big stone, only to see that the big stone had not changed at all, and suddenly the stone showed that a crack had appeared, and people hurriedly stared at the big stone.

There were more and more cracks on the "click, click" stones, and suddenly they were directly scattered to the ground, turning into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

Everyone was shocked, "The boss succeeded, it's amazing." ”

"Oh my God, it turns out that the boss can really open such a big stone, I thought the boss gave up."

"Is Chinese kung fu really so powerful, I think it's much more powerful than boxing."

"Of course, our Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, and it is not a problem to kill demons and demons, our lord, that is an authentic martial arts heir, and there are many powerful things."

The person who spoke was Zhang Changjiu, he naturally advocated that his master was powerful and Chinese martial arts was powerful, and this set of rhetoric was basically heard when he listened to the commentary, and now it is all on Muyang. But it was bluffing, these gringos were stunned.

"Dad, I want to learn kung fu, will the master teach me kung fu?" Zhang Changchang's son Zhang Song asked.

"You have to see what the lord means, you can try to beg the lord, and you can tell the wife that the relationship between the lord and the wife is so good, right, son." Zhang Changchang also moved his mind. If his son also learns this kind of kung fu, at least he is not afraid of being bullied in this foreign country.

In the following days, Muyang lived in Malmö Manor for a period of time, mainly to consolidate the internal strength that he had just acquired, and to practice some fist and foot kung fu, if he only had internal strength at that time, he would not know how to use it. Isn't it Duan Yu?

Muyang naturally still has the memory of Song Qingshu, Wudang Changquan, Mianzhang, and Tiger Claw Gong are all hand kung fu, Rouyun swordsmanship, Taiji swordsmanship are swordsmanship kung fu, Tiyun vertical is light kung fu, and there are some acupuncture hands and so on.

But there is a problem that although Mu Yang has these kung fu exercise methods in his mind, this body has not practiced these kung fu, and it is difficult to use them coherently, let alone beating people.

The so-called practice is all about practicing words. This is a true portrayal of practice, only when a skill is practiced to the bone marrow, the body naturally remembers and instinctively uses it, instead of fighting, to think about those moves, and it is too late to think about the moves.

Now Muyang is in this situation, as if he knows the recipe, and he also has his own seasonings, fruits and vegetables in his hands. But how to make them into a plate of delicious food with both color and flavor is something that Muyang needs to practice now.

However, Muyang is interested in this martial arts journey. There is also a little depression and regret, that is, my behavior really ruined my childhood. The martial arts dream in Muyang's heart was completely shattered.

In my childhood memories, all the heroes in martial arts novels and TV are omnipotent existences, and the bad guys I fight don't want to, but I have experienced it myself. found that it was really nothing more than that, the firearms he brought with him could easily deal with those ordinary masters, even if it was a top master like Deer Sticker, he could be tortured to death. Is there any need to practice martial arts?

Perhaps this is the most fundamental reason for the decline of martial arts in modern society. Stroking the Yitian Sword in his hand, Mu Yang sighed infinitely in his heart.

Reading books, practicing boxing, and taking Xia Kejun around nearby cities when he has nothing to do, Malmö is very close to Switzerland, as long as he crosses the strait, the two went to Switzerland for a few days off.

Since then, the servants of Malmö Manor often see Mu Yang get up and exercise, sometimes practicing fists and feet, sometimes practicing swords, Mu Yang will also practice light exercises in the woods that are not crowded, and jump between the branches from time to time, if the servants see it, their jaws will definitely drop.

Moreover, Muyang also has two more apprentices, one is Xia Kejun, and the other is Zhang Song, that is, Wu's mother's youngest son. Speaking of which, Xia Kejun is not too old, only eighteen years old, although he is late to learn martial arts, but with the guidance of a famous teacher, he can still learn some physical strength.

The so-called sleeping with the master if you want to learn well, it originally means that you always accompany the master and receive guidance from time to time, doesn't this Xia Kejun sleep with the master, it is more convenient to guide, and when the external skills are cultivated, Muyang is ready to dredge the meridians for Xia Kejun, and also teach him Wudang internal skills.

As for Zhang Song, this can be regarded as a successor to be cultivated, and when he grows up in the future, he may not be able to become a big help for Malmö Manor.

The Department of Translation and Interpretation of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, a deputy director and two directors are worried about one thing.

"Director Liu, this is the case, see what we should do." A director surnamed Shen said.

Another Director Feng said: "Now the reality is like this, there is no one in our ministry, how to send people to the Ministry of Commerce, I can only tell them the truth, besides, the second language in the Maldives is English, most of those officials understand English, I think it is enough to send a translator who understands English." ”

"This is not good, after all, it is also a negotiation at the national level, although the level is lower, but if we don't even bring an interpreter, it will be rude to our country, and if the official in charge of the negotiation does not understand English, it will not be more troublesome at that time." Director Shen felt that it was inappropriate.

"The population of the world who speak Dhivehi is only more than 300,000, basically concentrated in the Maldives, our Ministry of Foreign Affairs originally prepared two translators, but now they can't be sent, what can I do, do I have to go to the university and ask the teacher for help?" Director Feng said.

"It's not impossible to find someone to help, we haven't had such a precedent before, there are so many Esperanto, after all, the reserve of talents in the Translation Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is limited, and we don't cooperate with universities once or twice." Director Shen said.

At this time, Deputy Director Guo spoke: "I think so, first pick in the ministry, go to the file, see if there are any reserve talents in our ministry who understand Dhivehi, or those with similar languages, and also ask, maybe you can find a diamond buried in the sand." In one day, if you really can't contact the teachers of the first and second outside, this is the task signed by the leader, and we have to make up people for them. ”

"Xiao Shen will do this matter, be sure to speed up." Deputy Director Guo is the final word. (To be continued.) )