Thinking through Zhang Wu's question, Nan Fansheng instantly changed from depressed to happy, someone came to kick the gym, he was not angry, he was in a good mood!

Walking forward, the crowd in front of him unconsciously moved the road one meter wide, allowing Nan Fansheng to pass first.

Yes, it's an automatic move, a subconscious action, but you didn't notice it yourself, which made the disciple who chased out from behind look straight again, and the shock in his heart can be imagined, martial arts can be so high, is this still human!

When Nan Fansheng stood at the innermost of the crowd, the apprentices noticed him, as well as those students, hurriedly saluted and said hello, and their mood suddenly became excited, it was not easy for them to see Nan Fansheng, they might not be able to see Nan Fansheng once a year, and the dragon could not see the end.

The middle-aged man who kicked the hall ate the whole chicken, the ground was clean, there were no bones, as if he had done a small thing, he was watched by dozens of people, showing his kung fu, and shocked everyone, laughing, feeling a little complacent, but listening to the voice behind him.

"Little brother, you have done a good job in the house!"

Nan Fansheng rarely opened his mouth to praise people, but the next sentence made the middle-aged man change his face: "But your kung fu still needs to grow, this is Xiao Daoer, the demon has a strange Qin Heqi, not only is Chinese medicine powerful, but also has better internal skills, he can lick the edge of the teacup with his lips, and the steel scissors cut it are the same, and the flesh and blood can destroy the gold and stone!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, he pointed to the teacup on the seat next to him, and immediately the sharp-eyed disciple ran over to bring the teacup.

In front of everyone's eyes, Nan Fansheng didn't use his lips, but his tongue stretched out, and licked it at the mouth of the teacup, "Click!" A sound of porcelain breaking, he actually licked the edge of the teacup, and his soft tongue could destroy the porcelain!

The surrounding students were dumbfounded, and the middle-aged man was even more mentally shocked, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a heavenly man!

Qin Heqi wanted to use the strength of his lips to sip the edge of the teacup, he clamped the teacup between his upper and lower lips and forced, there were traces to follow, far less than Nan Fansheng's ability to lick the cup with his tongue.

There is no need to hurt people, just show off their stunts, make a judgment, and the middle-aged man is ashamed, understanding that he underestimated the heroes of the world, and immediately retreated.

But he wants to leave, Nan Fansheng doesn't agree, you injured three of my disciples in the Nan-style martial arts hall, you can leave if you want to, where will I put my face?

Kicking the hall must have the rules of kicking the hall, and if you lose, you will not only have to bear the infamy on the rivers and lakes, but you will also have to pay the price, but Nan Fansheng is in a good mood, and he doesn't want to be too embarrassed by a person like him who doesn't know the height of the sky, which is boring.

"Stay in the martial arts hall and teach me these disciples who can't make it into a weapon, when someone learns it, you can go!" After finishing speaking, Nan Fansheng went straight to the hospital to see his beloved disciple Zhang Wu.

The middle-aged man was not only not angry when he heard this, but he was overjoyed, he saw Nan Fansheng's ability, if he could pass on his two-handed kung fu, give him one or two instructions, and become a master finger One or two days are just around the corner, and since then he has returned to the Nan style martial arts hall and become a follower of Nan Fansheng.

When he came to the hospital, Zhang Wu was sleeping, as the saying goes, "a hundred days for a broken muscle and bones", he didn't want to be discharged from the hospital in two months after such an injury, this is still his strong bones, bleeding from the internal organs of ordinary people, not to mention beating the old man Cheng to death, he would have fallen and lay there a long time ago.

Since Xiaoxi and Zhang Wu kissed yesterday, the relationship between the two has grown by leaps and bounds.

Xiao Xi didn't even go to host the black boxing match, he took care of Zhang Wu full-time, looking at him sleeping at the moment, full of tenderness and sweetness, both men and women in love are like this, only each other in their eyes.

Seeing Nan Fansheng enter the house, Xiao Xi quickly stood up and said hello, but did not make a sound, but her lips moved twice, for fear of disturbing Zhang Wu's sleep.

Taking care of the patient is very tiring, Xiaoxi has not left the bed these days, her face is a little haggard, she can't eat and sleep well, send her back to rest, Nan Fansheng sat on the edge of the bed, quietly waiting for Zhang Wu to wake up.

"Master!" Zhang Wu called weakly, his heart was bitter, even if he established a relationship with Xiao Xi, he couldn't hide the fact that he had been abolished.

"The two of us don't have to be so polite, Xiao Wu, don't be depressed, how can a manly man be defeated by difficulties, his body is not good, let's practice, the master has already figured out a way to let you recover!"

Nan Fansheng smiled, and then said: "Someone kicked the gym today, I got inspiration from him, the person who practices external skills, we describe him as an iron cabinet with glass, and he practices to the top, but he only practices his appearance as hard as an iron cabinet, but his internal organs are as fragile as glass, and when he fights with a master, although he can protect the surface of the body, it is inevitable that the internal organs will be injured!"

"Those black boxers are like this, they can kick and break iron pillars, they can kill people with one punch, but their internal organs are not good, this is also the master's fault, he didn't teach you well, but if you don't experience this incident, just rely on your mouth to say, let you practice routines and moves, your heart is not here, and it will not produce results. ”

"After you are discharged from the hospital, don't force yourself, take your time, first continue to stand on the pile, return to the state of ordinary people, and then practice the five elements of fist such as collapse boxing and split boxing, and then practice the twelve forms of form and meaning, and practice the internal skills well, even if the outer body is as thin as firewood, but the inside is full of qi and blood, the viscera is firm, the periosteum is elastic and tough, not afraid of heavy blows, and embark on the road of real internal boxing!"

Nan Fansheng said it, Zhang Wu understood it, in fact, everything was in the master's calculations, including letting him get started without practicing routines, being beaten first, going to fight black boxing, and teaching him the method of easy marrow first, but also to grow up and advance quickly when practicing external skills.

The twisted melon is not sweet, let you practice boxing at the beginning, but after practicing for more than a year, you are still abused, and when you meet a boxer and are knocked out by a punch, can you maintain your determination to learn martial arts, can you not doubt Nan Fansheng in your heart, this is real kung fu?

But if you come up, let you be brave and diligent, although you are beaten, but you can see progress every day, you will definitely work hard, even if you are tired and tired, the harvest can be seen, and you will be rewarded immediately, and you will feel good, but there will always be a day when you become enlightened, and you understand that practicing external skills is not the right way.

Routine boxing is not equal to tricks, he has practical utility, it is normal to not use it in fights, but you can practice your inner things, practice the internal organs, practice reaction speed, and practice supernatural abilities, and then combine it with the combat experience obtained from playing black boxing, this is the real kung fu.

Nan Fansheng taught his disciples like this, he had his own unique teaching wisdom, looking at the growth of Zhang Wu and Li He, his kung fu was far ten times faster than that of the true disciples of the ordinary martial arts hall!

If you practice family boxing for ordinary people for ten years, you go to the black boxing ring to fight a 19-game winning streak, and you can only be killed and disabled in the face of a killing machine!