Meng Songshi rolled his eyes at Hu Qingchun, but did not refute it.

In fact, he didn't think it was good to say.

But when you think about it, it's amazing. A set of two-star martial arts, no matter how much you change and improve, there should always be a spectrum. How can you make a Yellow-level beginner-level martial artist compete with a yellow-level high-level martial artist who uses three-star martial arts?

This young Instructor Yang can't help with a little immortal art.

Zhao Weilong was dumbfounded when he heard this, but Yang Yonghui finally got the steak and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing, this iron arm fist should have been played like this, I just corrected it, isn't that a matter of course. I don't believe you asked Lao Hu, is the modified Iron Arm Fist more convenient and satisfying to use than the original?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I also feel now that the original Iron Arm Fist is definitely a mistake!" Hu Qingchun has personally experienced, and he has the most say in this, and that kind of exhilarating feeling simply makes practicing martial arts a kind of enjoyment, and people don't want to stop.

The corners of Meng Songshi's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

He was watching the whole process just now, and Yang Yonghui's so-called correction almost dismantled a set of iron arm fists and changed them from the inside out. In addition to the boxing intent framework, it can almost be regarded as a change of boxing method.

What is wrong in practice, you are now using a new set of boxing methods, okay!

It is no wonder that Yang Yonghui just said that the founder of Iron Arm Fist does not understand as deeply as him, these are two different sets of boxing techniques, how can there be any comparison.

But the power of this new Iron Arm Fist is real.

According to Meng Songshi's vision, the rating of this new set of boxing methods is definitely more than two stars.

Is it Samsung? That's the minimum.

Even, four stars?

Meng Songshi's heart jumped violently, and his eyes instantly became hot.

"Instructor Yang, have you eaten enough, if so, why don't you give me some pointers?"

This guy is usually taciturn and unsmiling. suddenly became so enthusiastic and excited, it almost scared Zhao Weilong.

Yang Yonghui put the last bit of rice into his mouth, drank some more soup, and burped comfortably, feeling full of stomach.

"Don't worry, let's come one by one. Get rid of Lao Hu first, and then it's your turn. ”

Hu Qingchun glanced at Meng Songshi with a smile, his eyebrows raised, and he was about to fly.

"Instructor Yang, I did a good job of boxing just now, right?"

Being able to fight with a master of two small realms like Meng Songshi for so long, in the end, he only had a slight advantage, and it was enough for him to be proud of it.

I thought I would get Yang Yonghui's praise, but I didn't expect the other party to shake his head for a while.

"Yes, yes, you big-headed ghost! You didn't even grasp the essence of this boxing technique, it's just a mess, not bullshit!"

Hu Qingchun, who was waiting for praise, froze, and the smile on his face froze.

Meng Songshi on the side was even more embarrassed, he had just been entangled in the fist technique of "bullshit is not" for so long, and he couldn't take it with the suppression of the realm.

"Do you remember what I said at the beginning?" Yang Yonghui snorted, very dissatisfied.

Hu Qingchun turned his head sideways and recalled.

"What did you say? You said I was doing it wrong. ”

"What else?" Yang Yonghui has completely entered the mode of an instructor.

"And, no, right?" Old Hu couldn't remember.

Meng Songshi's heart moved, and he said, "Instructor Yang just said that the gist of this iron arm fist is to defend, not attack?"

"That's right!" Yang Yonghui cast an approving glance at him, which made the latter feel a little excited about the little red flower in the heart of the elementary school student.

Yang Yonghui stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced up again as he had just done.

"When you practiced by yourself just now, you had already achieved the initial restraint of strength, gathering but not dispersing, condensing but not developing. Why is it that as soon as you start with someone, your head heats up, and you roar out all the power?"

Hu Qingchun frowned, and said puzzledly: "The strength is condensed but not released, and it is nothing when I practice by myself." But how can you defeat the enemy if you don't fight people and don't exert your strength outward?"

"Remember, the gist of the Iron Arm Fist's fist is the word 'keep', understand?"

Yang Yonghui snorted coldly.

"Besides, who said that you can't defeat the enemy without exerting your strength?"

He stopped, just stood there casually, and hooked his finger at Hu Qingchun.

"Come, I'll stand here and don't dodge, you punch me. Be careful not to use too much force. ”

When Hu Qingchun heard this, he didn't hesitate much, and his luck was successful, and he hit Yang Yonghui's shoulder.

He knew that this young instructor's strength was more than a big realm higher, and even if he was allowed to do it with all his might, he might not be able to hurt a finger of the other party.

Yang Yonghui was really motionless in the face of the attack, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

Syllable~

Ah~

Hu Qingchun punched Yang Yonghui in the shoulder, like hitting a ball of cotton, and he was powerless. And his power sank into the sea like a stone, completely gone.

Suddenly, from the contact surface of the fist, a very familiar force suddenly gushed out. Hu Qingchun was caught off guard, and was blown upside down by this not too strong force, and fell on all fours.

Yang Yonghui did not move like a mountain, bowed his head slightly, and looked at Hu Qingchun on the ground.

"Well, do you understand now?"

"This ......" Hu Qingchun was just defenseless just now, and he was not injured.

He got up from the ground, a little hesitation and a hint of excitement on his face.

"Could it be that this is a way to use strength?"

"That's right!" Yang Yonghui nodded affirmatively, with a teachable expression of relief.

Zhao Weilong was ignorant, looking at Hu Qingchun's irrepressible ecstasy, full of puzzlement.

"Brother Meng, Brother Hu, what's wrong? ”

Meng Songshi's eyes lit up, and he muttered: "Yes, Lao Hu really saw the treasure." ”

He has a clear mind and a careful mind, and from the conversation between the two, he has roughly deduced the truth of the matter.

Defend instead of attacking, borrow strength!

This way of playing, he Meng Songshi didn't talk about it, and it was the first time he had heard of it.

The current Iron Arm Fist is definitely more than two stars!

Meng Songshi dared to vouch for it with his own head.

"Okay, I've already said everything I can say, and all that's left is to practice hard and experience it with your heart. ”

After seeing Yang Yonghui finish speaking, Meng Songshi tidied up his shirt and stepped forward with a serious face.

Now it's my turn.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yonghui spoke: "Next, let's talk about your exercises." ”

Meng Songshi, who had always been calm, stumbled and almost didn't fall to the ground.

Still coming?!

I only watched Hu Qingchun play boxing once, not only did he almost create a new set of iron arm boxing from beginning to end, which was powerful and even better than before.

Now you can even give him some guidance on the exercises he cultivates?

Your eyes are so powerful than X-rays, they're so vicious!

(End of chapter)