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"Thank you, sir!" Yang Baoshu was overjoyed.

He carefully picked up the Dust Light Sword, and his hand sank, almost unable to hold it.

It's definitely not an ordinary thing, I've never seen such a heavy wooden sword, if it's really a wooden sword, it's not an ordinary wood, it's definitely valuable!

It seems that this Mr. Chu is indeed very rich!

This scabbard, this material, this workmanship, absolutely not ordinary, at first glance inconspicuous, but carefully so touched, only to know the power, only when you meet the goods know the value of this scabbard, rich!

Chu Li glanced at his intoxicated expression and smiled secretly.

After carefully touching the scabbard, Yang Baoshu became more and more cautious, pressed the press spring, and the dust light sword was slowly pulled out by him.

"Be careful not to cut your hands. Chu Li reminded him and continued to eat dumplings.

Yang Baoshu nodded absentmindedly, stared carefully at the sword body of the dust light sword, looked left and right, and carefully touched it, seeing that the color was wood, but it was indeed not a wooden sword, it should be a strange material.

Needless to say, such a scarce, unheard of material, must be one word - expensive!

He waved slightly, feeling the heaviness.

"Don't hurt yourself!" Chu Li reminded again.

The Dust Light Sword looks like a wooden sword, and you will subconsciously feel that it is not sharp, but in fact, it is the opposite.

With a raw hand like Yang Baoshu, sitting at the table and swinging a sword, it is easy to swing it on himself.

Yang Baoshu waved his sword and smiled: "How can you hurt yourself." ”

Before he could finish his sentence, the tip of his sword touched the stone table. After all, you can't do it while you're sitting.

The stone table fell silently to a corner, and he didn't feel anything. I didn't even know I had sharpened the stone table.

"Bang", the corner of the stone table. He only then noticed that something was wrong.

Hurriedly looking down, seeing the smooth section, and then looking at the dust light sword, his heart trembled, and he was so frightened that he almost threw it out.

Fortunately, it ran into the stone table, if it really fell on me, then I would have to be a little less now!

"Really...... What a good sword!" Yang Baoshu smiled at Chu Li reluctantly: "...... Good sword!"

Chu Li said with a smile: "Fitness, health preservation, usually playing." ”

Yang Baoshu carefully put the dust light sword back into the sheath. Chang Shu put it back on the table with a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Mr. must be a master!"

"Oh, how tall?" Chu Li replied nonchalantly, continuing to eat dumplings.

Yang Baoshu said: "Mr. must be a martial arts master, ordinary people will not use this kind of sword at all!"

"I look like a martial arts practitioner?" Chu Li smiled and ate the last dumpling, breathing a long sigh of satisfaction.

Yang Baoshu diligently handed over the tea: "I heard that many masters are deeply hidden, hidden in the city, hidden in the market. Like Mr. Chu!"

"Hehe......" Chu Li laughed, shook his head and said, "Okay, I, a master, will send you a few words, which can be regarded as a thank you for this meal." ”

"Sir, please speak!" Yang Baoshu suddenly stared at him excitedly.

Chu Li said: "The spirit monkey is the most dexterous. Jumping out of agility, just like your mind, your heart is like a horse. How flexible your mind is. The spirit monkey is more agile. ”

"...... like this" Yang Baoshu suddenly realized, and hurriedly said: "Is that my practice wrong?"

Chu Li said: "I'll only talk about the spirit monkey. As for the Spirit Monkey Fist, you still have to figure it out for yourself. ”

"Thank you, sir!" Yang Baoshu said excitedly.

He suddenly felt that he understood.

Why is practicing Spirit Monkey Boxing so awkward, it turns out that it is the wrong way and the wrong strength!

It shouldn't be strong and heavy, it should be flexible and active, alas, if you had heard Mr. Chu's words, you might have practiced Spirit Monkey Boxing a long time ago!

He took the dishes and chopsticks back to his yard, hurriedly sent them back to the kitchen, and ran to the yard to start practicing boxing.

As he practiced, he found a sense of agility.

"The gentleman next door is still satisfied, right?" Yang Baoshu's mother came to the courtyard from the kitchen and watched him practice boxing: "What kind of mess are you practicing here! What kind of mess have you practiced boxing!

"What's weird?" Yang Baoshu said as he practiced.

"No, no, your dad didn't practice like that. Zhou shook his head.

"Mother, my father is practicing wrong, Spirit Monkey Boxing Spirit Monkey Boxing, Spirit Monkey is very dexterous. Yang Baoshu said.

"Don't talk nonsense, your father didn't practice like this!" Zhou snorted.

Yang Baoshu said: "This is what Mr. Chu said, the spirit monkey is dexterous and active, just like the human mind. ”

"Hmph, he's not a martial arts practitioner, what do you know!"

"Mr. Chu is a scholar, the spirit monkey seen from the book, people are scholars, what are you lying to me for, pointing me to this, in order to repay my mother's kindness, Mr. Chu appreciates my mother's craftsmanship!"

Although he thinks that Mr. Chu is a master in the world, if he tells his mother, he will be ridiculed, so it is better not to say it.

"After eating my meal, and talking nonsense to mislead people's children, I am really blind to a plate of dumplings!" Zhou was indignant.

Yang Baoshu hurriedly said: "Mother, be quiet, Mr. Chu can hear it!"

"What's the matter, I'm not wrong!" she lowered her voice.

Yang Baoshu said: "Mother, I'll try to practice first, and if it's really wrong, I'll change it back." ”

“...... Well, you have to be mentally aware, don't be foolish enough to believe a few words of nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, I know it!"

Chu Li listened to the words of their mother and son with a smile, and then calmed down and continued to practice the sword.

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After practicing Spirit Monkey Boxing for half a night, Yang Baoshu felt that his skills had increased greatly and he was extremely flexible, so he left home early the next morning and came to the Feihong Gang.

The Feihong Gang is a large compound, with a wide martial arts training ground in the center of the courtyard, and various weapons are placed on the sidelines.

When he came, there were already more than a dozen people practicing diligently.

A tall and handsome young man greeted him: "Baoshu, what's the good thing, so happy?"

"Zheng Xia, let's see the show, I'm going to teach the surnamed Hu a good lesson today!" Yang Baoshu was full of confidence and snorted heavily.

When Zheng Xia heard this, he hurriedly pulled him: "You're crazy, he doesn't look for trouble with you, thank God, you still want to find trouble with him?"

"It's time for me to take revenge too!" Yang Baoshu snorted.

"Our martial arts can't compare to Hu Yu. Zheng Xia said in a low voice: "How to fight?"

"I have found the true meaning of the Spirit Monkey Fist, this time I will definitely beat him to the ground, kowtow and beg for mercy!" Yang Baoshu snorted.

"The true meaning of the Spirit Monkey Fist?" Zheng Xia was skeptical.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Baoshu? A strange voice suddenly came from behind him.

Yang Baoshu and Zheng Xia turned their heads and glared.

A thin, small and dark young man stared at them with a smile, and a lazy sarcastic smile appeared on his little black face: "Brother Baoshu, you came early enough today, why did you suddenly become diligent and want to practice martial arts?"

"The surname is Hu, let's compare!" Yang Baoshu said hatefully.

Hu Yu let out a "yo" and shouted strangely: "Compare and compare?

Yang Baoshu puffed out his chest.

Hu Yu said: "It's not called a comparison, it's me who beat you!"

"I'm going to beat you up this time!" Yang Baoshu snorted angrily.

"You're going crazy today!" Hu Yu smiled and said, "You want to beat me?" Okay, look at who beats whom, look at the moves!"

He said and punched it.

Yang Baoshu jumped and dodged lightly.

"Yo, you're good at it!" Hu Yuwei laughed and pounced, his black fist small, fast and ruthless.

Yang Baoshu was still flexible at first, hiding and hiding, after more than a dozen moves, he was punched, he was in a hurry, he was suddenly angry, he exerted his strength, and was beaten by Hu Yu, if it wasn't for Zheng Xia's death, Hu Yu would not give up.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )