Different from other ship designs, there are many viewing facilities specially built on the cruise ship, which is to let people enjoy the joy brought by the blue sea and blue sky. When the soothing breeze blows on people with a slight smell of seafood, it takes away the moisture on people for a while, making people so comfortable that they can't help but want to sigh. In the calm waves, looking at the water color from a distance, people can't help but relax.

Xie Cunguan, Wang Yibing, and four sword mercenaries stood in a corner of the observation deck on the side of the ship, quietly enjoying the rare beauty, letting the people around come and go, it was difficult to disturb my heart as calm as water.

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At this time, I received news from Nara that Shibata Hiroshi had purchased a ticket to South Korea. Xie Cunguan immediately asked the intelligence officers of Longhan's Japanese branch to find out the flight frequency of Shibata Hiroshi through connections.

Knowing that Shibata Hiroshi was getting ready to fly to Seoul, South Korea in four days.

Immediately, from among the Hughman mercenaries who were about to be transferred from Japan to South Korea, two members of the team who were good at tracking were selected and asked to book tickets for them on the same flight.

He, Wang Yibing and others rushed to Seoul by cruise ship from Shanghai.

Although it was faster to take the plane, I arrived too early and had nothing to do, so I booked a ticket for the cruise, which also relaxed the nerves that had been nervous for a while.

Standing on the cruise ship at the moment, looking at the boundless sea horizon, people can't help but open their minds. In the swing of his chest, he couldn't help but feel a sense of humility, and for a while, an indescribable breath rose from his back and went straight to the top of his head.

Xie Cunguan's heart couldn't help but move.

I remember that Huang Shihong once said that the human body is divided into upper, middle and lower three dantians, the upper dantian is between the two eyebrows, and the reverse view is seen, and the meditation is cultivated; the lower dantian is at the umbilicus an inch and three minutes, and the intention is to keep the breath to see it, and the drum is cultivated; and only the middle dantian, in the chest and the middle acupoint, but there is no special practice method, at that time only said one sentence, and remember to laugh can be happy.

The meaning of this passage is that the upper dantian can find a position by looking back at it, and to be strong, it needs meditation to strengthen it.

Xia Dantian has to deliberately hold the abdominal breathing, and after a long time, you can find the position. But to be strong, you need to be strengthened by breathing.

Zhongdantian doesn't have any special cultivation methods, but when he is in a happy mood, he naturally opens up.

In the past, Xie Cunguan didn't feel anything, but in the past few years, he has had ups and downs emotionally, which made people feel uncomfortable. Then he took the sword group to kill, and Zen was exhausted and suppressed himself.

Although the lower dantian has been unprecedentedly powerful, and the strength is strong, but it always feels that the body and mind are not smooth, and when the strength is frightened, it always feels that there is a blockage and unobstructed place. But at this moment, in this open world, as soon as the mind is opened, I only feel a smooth meaning, which fills the whole body, and the breath is everywhere, and it is unimpeded that it has never been unimpeded.

No wonder the ancients said that if you are depressed in your heart, you will become sick!

People often say, smile, ten years is young, it seems that it is not groundless.

Just when Xie Cunguan was feeling and experiencing it with his heart, suddenly, a rhythmic drum sound came from beside him, breaking the tranquility on the sea.

A few people turned their heads to look, only to see that the people on the deck had quickly moved towards the middle.

In the middle of the crowd, two young men dressed in white, wearing leggings, and black top hats, swayed their bodies to the beat of the drums, making all kinds of offensive and defensive movements, and from time to time they played a series of dazzling leg moves.

And around, there were six or seven men and women in white clothes and black hats, swinging their bodies to the beat of the drum. The fierce ** peerless 1 of the national art

Xie Cunguan and Wang Yibing couldn't help but glance at each other, knowing that this was a traditional Korean Hwarang Dao performance.

Hwarangdo is the predecessor of Taekwondo, which belongs to the ancient martial arts of North Korea. It is said that a soldier named Hwarang became famous in the Silla period of Korea with this martial art, and was summoned to the palace by the king of Silla to perform, and was given the name "Hwarang Dao", which was later popularized in the army and gradually spread among the people.

Unlike Taekwondo, which focuses on high-legged kicks, Hwarang Road advocates that the legs are not over the knees.

However, with the development of the times, the current Hwarangdo has evolved into a performative martial art, which not only integrates the high legs of taekwondo, but also integrates the sleeping techniques of jiu-jitsu, and uses a large number of punches or legs in the air, stumbling on the ground, and wrestling as their own fighting strategies, becoming a highly ornamental skill.

After all, they are all martial arts practitioners, although they know that this kind of pleasing skill is too far away from martial arts, but Xie Cunguan, Wang Yibing and others can't help but surround and look lively.

It must be said that these young people performed quite well, and although many of the movements did not meet the needs of martial arts, they were combined together, with the cooperation of two people, which was quite powerful and beautiful.

Soon, the performance came to an end, two young men went down, and the three female team members arrived in the middle of the field, bowed deeply to the people around them, and then introduced: "Hwarangdo is an ancient Korean martial art known for its sharp legs. We are members of the Hwarang Dojo at the 'Go-Lee' Dojo in Seoul, and we want you to learn about this traditional Korean martial art and welcome everyone to the Go-Lee Dojo to learn and experience this skill that can be used both for performance and actual combat...... Now, please welcome Mr. Lee Seung-hwan, the coach of our 'Gu Lee' Dojo, and Mr. Kim Il-rim, the assistant coach of the 'Gu Lee' dojo, to bring you a wonderful performance ......".

Each sentence of this passage is first spoken by a team member in Korean, then by a team member in Chinese, and then by a team member in English, so as to ensure that most people on board can understand it.

With the introduction, the two tall men walked to the middle of the field, and were about to start the performance, when someone next to them said in a provocative tone in English: "Can this kind of fancy thing also be used in actual combat?"

Xie Cunguan couldn't help but turn his head, and saw two Caucasian people standing on the sidelines, wearing vests and trousers, one holding a beer in his hand, his face was a little flushed, and he obviously drank too much wine.

After listening to the words of the two, the two people who had already opened the frame in the field stopped their movements and turned their heads to look at the two of them.

"Of course you can fight!" said the slightly older man, who was obviously the head coach in the introduction.

"Oh? uh—I don't believe it......" One of the two Caucasian burped with a drink, "Chinese martial arts are all fists and embroidered legs, and it's okay to use it for movies, but ......it's not good for actual combat."

"We are not Chinese martial arts ......" Coach Lee Seung-hwan, who was already a little tense, suddenly relaxed his body and said skillfully in English: "We are South Korea's Hwarang Dao, which is much more practical than Chinese martial arts......"

Lee Seung-hwan's tone was relaxed with a little excitement, and it was obvious that others had buried Chinese martial arts, which made him very happy.

The conversation between the two immediately drew boos, but in fact, most of the people on the boat were Chinese, and only a few were Japanese, Korean, Southeast Asian or Western. Moreover, most of the Chinese on the cruise ship are white-collar workers, and many of them can speak English, so the conversation between the two immediately attracted a boo from most Chinese.

"Hua Lang Dao?" the Caucasian man shook his head lightly and said, "I haven't heard of it!" However, not only Chinese martial arts, but also the whole of Asia, there are no practical martial arts, including karate and taekwondo...... And your so-called Hua Lang Dao ......"

As soon as he said this, Lee Seung-hwan blushed all of a sudden, he was still a fool of Chinese martial arts, but who knew that the other party didn't take him seriously at all.

"Yaga, don't insult karate!" Before Lee Seung-hwan could speak, a Japanese sentence came. Immediately, it seemed that he realized that the other party might not understand Japanese, so he said it again in English.

As soon as he spoke, a sturdy Japanese man stepped forward.

"You dare to look down on Muay Thai?" another man stood up and questioned in English, looking at his dark-skinned appearance, like a Thai.

"Don't insult the taekwons and hwarang of our Korean nation!" Lee Seung-hwan couldn't help but shout in English. The fierce ** peerless 1 of the national art

For a while, the crowd was turbulent.

The two Caucasians didn't seem to have expected that there were people from several Asian countries in the crowd around them, and that so many people dared to stand out. At that time, he was stunned for a moment, and then pointed at a few people with his fingers, and said a little stunned: "So many unconvinced ...... There are Koreans...... Japanese...... Thai...... Why are there no Chinese?"

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding Chinese were silent for a while, looking at the Caucasian gorilla-like body, all thinking about whether they could go up and put the other party down.

"Yes, why didn't you Chinese!" In the silence, Xie Cunguan, who didn't want to come out, finally couldn't help but speak: "It's just that I didn't fancy your size at all, and I didn't bother to pay attention to you......"