After eating, Wang Yangming went to the martial arts arena.

Guozijian set up a martial arts arena for students to practice physical skills. The arena is actually an outdoor area, with a one-kilometer-long runway built with lime powder, surrounded by green trees, and a large open space on the inside, where dumbbells, sandbags and other equipment are placed, as well as 18 kinds of weapons, which are used to hone students' skills.

Wang Yangming was surprised again, isn't this the playground in the school in his previous life!

There were some students in the field who were snorting and drinking, and some students were running around the track, which really made him feel very intimate.

The cool breeze of the night in the vicinity blows across people's faces, which makes people feel refreshed. Wang Yangming looked around, walked straight to a sandbag, put on a posture, and according to the outline of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that he had seen during the day, he planned to start with the first palm first-Kang Long has regrets.

This Kanglong had regrets, just squatted on the horse, and then simply went out with a single palm. However, this palm is not to shoot it out with all your might, pay attention to sending and receiving from the heart, three points of force in the enemy and seven points of force in oneself, the so-called regret, that is, this meaning, must be able to repent at any time.

Wang Yangming understands this truth, and when he really does it, he can't do it casually.

He tried to slap it out with one palm, and with the internal force of Jiuyang Divine Skill, the sandbag was beaten with a popping sound, swinging back and forth, but this palm went out with more force, and less force was retained, and the essence of this palm was lost. He tried to make another palm, but this time there was less force to go out, but more force to stay, and the sandbag did not move.

Bang bang, palm to the sandbag, bring a breeze, kick up dust.

He repeatedly studied hundreds of palms, but he couldn't grasp the meaning of the word of repentance, and couldn't help but frown.

After a few hundred palms, the true qi that had finally condensed in the dantian was almost used by him.

"Rotten wood!" a voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Yangming was startled, turned his head and saw that there was a crane-haired old man standing behind him, dressed in a beige robe washed white, with no socks on his feet, pulling on his linen shoes, looking at him with a disdainful face.

Wang Yangming didn't know why, so he bowed down and asked, "Is the old gentleman talking about me?"

The old man snorted again: "Is there anyone else in front of you?"

Wang Yangming was choked for a while, and saw that the old man was not yin and yang, and he was a little embarrassed, but he speculated that the other party might really be able to say something about himself, so he tentatively said: "Why did Mr. teach me?"

He glared at him angrily for a long time: "You are the apprentice of San Yisheng, I am not qualified to teach you, I just see that you have regrets about practicing a move here repeatedly, and I feel depressed when I see it. ”

Even if Wang Yangming's temper is good, Kanglong has regrets after practicing for a long time, but he is said to be a python out of the hole, and he is not depressed in his heart, and he only says: "What the old gentleman said is right, I really didn't practice this trick Kanglong has regrets." Why don't you show me how to practice this trick?"

The old man squinted his eyes and looked him up and down, but nodded seriously and said, "It's okay, I'll help San Yisheng teach him this unsuccessful apprentice." You get out of the way. He walked straight to the sandbag, put his feet in a non-trivial shape, and said to Wang Yangming: "If you look at it, I'll do it once." ”

Wang Yangming's eyes widened to see, only to see the old man send out a palm very quickly, and there was a hidden sound of wind and thunder in his palm, and this palm hit the sandbag very literally, and the sandbag ...... Motionless.

Wang Yangming was speechless.

Isn't it bragging? What is this? It's a big shot, but it's ineffective!

The next moment, his mouth opened wide in surprise.

I saw that the hard fabric on the sandbag was tearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, breaking into thousands of pieces, but it was always connected to each other, and the overall shape was still intact...... A scarred punching bag.

Just when the wind blew, in an instant, the whole sandbag exploded, the cloth mixed with the sand grains swirling and flying, look closely, the coarse sand in the original sandbag, but also by the power of this palm into broken fine sand, one after another.

The wind whipped up scattered pieces of cloth and fine grains of sand, whistling far away with a low whine.

What was originally a huge sandbag is now only a bare rope, hanging there in vain, wandering leisurely.

Wang Yangming was dumbfounded, thinking that he had hundreds of palms at the beginning, none of them were worthy of the words "Kanglong has regrets", and he was sincerely admired: "Thank you for the old man's advice, the old man's magic skills are amazing, and the kid admires it so much." ”

The old man's face was expressionless: "Kang Long has regrets, and when he comes out of his palm, he must think about regret in his heart, but if he has regret at the beginning, how can he do his best to make a palm? The important thing is that he must be reserved at any time on the way out of his palm, to ensure that he can take it back at any time, but when the palm force touches the other party, he will send all his strength out with lightning speed." Such a simple truth, you actually practiced hundreds of palms and didn't realize it. I'll teach you here, and you'll see how you create it yourself. After saying that, he shook his head again and mocked mercilessly, "Rotten wood cannot be carved, rotten wood cannot be carved." ”

Wang Yangming had an understanding in his heart, knowing that what the old man said was extremely reasonable, and he was grateful in his heart, but he was extremely arrogant by nature, and he still didn't like it when he heard the rotten wood, so he only sulked in place, and saw that the old man was about to walk away, and he held back for a long time, so he had to stalk his neck and squeeze out a sentence: "Dare to ask the old gentleman's name?"

The old man stopped and turned his head to glare at him: "What's the matter?

Wang Yangming was embarrassed: "Don't dare, don't dare." It's just that this sandbag was lost by the old gentleman. If the Faculty asks questions, the students must always have a response, even if the Faculty asks me to lose money, I have to know which respected senior I paid for, right?" he deliberately pronounced the four words "Virtue and Respect".

The old man didn't understand what he meant, and raised his eyebrows: "My old man is enough to be your senior, but he can't be called virtuous." Old Guanglingzi, you let the cardinal office just come to me. ”

Wang Yangming suddenly realized that this old man was Xi Guanglingzi, a great teacher in the courtyard. Looking at his age, I am afraid that he is much older than San Yisheng, and he is older than him in terms of qualifications, but his ranking and status are below him. Could it be that Guanglingzi was not angry in his heart and did not have a good relationship with Sanyisheng, so he vented his dissatisfaction on Sanyisheng's newly recruited apprentices?

However, there are no rumors in the academy that the dean is at odds with the great professor.

He was thinking in a daze, but he heard Guang Lingzi say gloomily: "My little apprentice had regrets about practicing this trick back then, but after three palms, he had already comprehended the essence of it. ”

Wang Yangming's upper and lower circles of teeth were staggered and grinded, and then he realized why Guanglingzi wanted to trouble him, because of his own feelings, Su Mu was driven to the back mountain by Sanyisheng to think about the cliff wall, and her master came to find a place for her!

But Su Mu's incident did have his fault, and he hurriedly said: "The student is reckless, and the twelfth senior sister went to the back mountain. I'll go to the back mountain tomorrow to see her. ”

Guanglingzi was noncommittal, continued to walk forward, took two steps, and a faint voice floated from the wind: "My disciple loves braised pork the most." ”