282 Machoism
"I actually made a short impromptu movie just now."
Li Fan laughed, "Aren't the special effects amazing?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Is it the special effects that I can't tell?"
Liao Wushuang gently poked Li Fan on the forehead with his finger, "You brat... I didn't see it. Your kung fu is very powerful, but it doesn't seem as cool as Bruce Lee."
“…”
Li Fan didn't know what to say. Although Bruce Lee was powerful, he was only a master of external skills. How did he compare with a master of internal skills like himself
"You have such a good foundation in martial arts, why don't you become a martial arts star?"
Liao Wushuang obviously didn't know much about martial arts and only regarded Li Fan as an ordinary external martial arts master.
"This is my inner strength!"
Li Fan told Liao Wushuang a little unconvinced, and Liao Wushuang asked while ordering hot pot.
"It's true what you said, then do you know how to subdue the dragon with the Eighteen Palms?"
"Forehead… "
This time Li Fanwen was knocked down. These girls, when it comes to internal strength, they must think of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms... The palm techniques described in Jin Yong's novels are indeed very powerful. Li Fan can still remember how Qiao Feng and Yang Guo in the TV series made a golden dragon with one palm.
He can do it in reality, but his Qi has no color and its shape is vague. Moreover, Li Fan can only condense his true energy into some shapes when he enters the state of Toad Attack.
The person who does this best is probably Murong Ying. Only by transforming the imaginary into reality can she turn the true energy into other vivid images.
Li Fan's ability is to change his body and shape, and he is still a little immature in the control of his true energy.
This is just Li Fan's own opinion. If others knew that he could release three thousand strands of Qi in one breath, they would probably pee in jealousy!
"How about it, you can't even do the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, how can you have the nerve to say that you are a master of internal skills?"
“…”
Li Fan suddenly didn't know how to explain.
"Let me just say, those illusory internal powers don't exist."
Liao Wushuang insisted on his point of view.
The steaming hot pot has already been served, and Li Fan doesn't respond and concentrates on cooking the meat. As a martial artist, replenishing energy is the key.
"Scientifically speaking, the energy of the human body is conserved."
Liao Wushuang told Li Fan from her point of view, "How can such a huge power like true energy exist in a fragile carrier like the human body? Just like a pistol to fire bullets, it must have a hard enough barrel. Okay. If you want to emit true energy from a human body made of flesh and blood, how can you do it?"
"The human body is a universe, and the body has its own yin and yang. These two qi of yin and yang are the key to our martial arts cultivation."
"It's so unscientific that it's unbelievable."
Liao Wushuang shook his head.
Li Fan tapped the hot pot in front of him with chopsticks, "Take this hot pot as an example. There is a Dantian in our body, just like the hot water in this pot, which is constantly churning, creating this steaming heat."
"But the water in the pot is heated by charcoal fire or electromagnetic heating."
Liao Wushuang continued to ask, "Where does the charcoal fire come from in the human body? Where does the energy come from?"
"The first is food intake."
Li Fan continued to explain, "But only a small amount is taken in. The other is the cultivation of self-energy in the human body. The true energy circulates for a week to create more true energy. This is meditation practice."
"This completely violates the law of conservation of energy."
Liao Wushuang shook his head again, obviously not believing it.
"In short, true energy and other things are illusory. Just like traditional Chinese medicine, there is no way to believe in witchcraft that has no scientific basis."
Liao Wushuang stayed in the West for too long and suffered what he saw as Western-style brainwashing. Li Fan didn't know how to help her correct her thinking. This battle between Chinese medicine and Western medicine is no longer a day or two, and it is not something that Li Fan can end.
"Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore. Today is your birthday anyway. You are the oldest."
Liao Wushuang suddenly smiled at Li Fan, "As long as you are happy. If you like martial arts, it is good to have a good body. But don't be too superstitious about those illusory qigong and so on!"
"Yes, yes, Teacher Liao is right..."
Li Fan was completely speechless, this girl is so stubborn! Even though everything happened right in front of her, she didn't even believe it!
But that's okay, after all, it's better for ordinary people to stay away from the world of martial artists.
The battle between martial artists is basically life and death. If a fragile girl like Liao Wushuang gets involved, it will definitely be very dangerous!
Just let him bear this risk alone.
Li Fan ate the hot hot pot, filled his stomach, and felt much better. In short, today is your birthday, forget all the unpleasant things.
However, the hot pot I had today felt that the meat was particularly tender and tasted much better than before.
"Why is today's hot pot so delicious?"
Li Fan couldn't stop eating, "Could it be that poppy was put in it?"
"Fuck you, this is a very famous store."
Liao Wushuang pointed to the plate of firebird meat next to him, "Every ingredient is the best quality meat in the competition, so it naturally tastes good!"
"Isn't it just hot pot? How can it be better?"
Li Fan said, pulling the menu over, and when he saw that any plate of meat on it cost three figures, he was so frightened that he almost vomited out what he had eaten!
"I'll wipe it, it's a black shop!"
It was the first time for Li Fan to eat such an expensive hotpot, "Do you want it to be so dark! A plate of beef costs 780?"
“This is premium Wagyu beef.”
Liao Wushuang took it very naturally, as if this was just her canteen, "Although the taste is not particularly authentic, it is pretty good. In mainland China, it is rare to eat such good Wagyu beef."
"Teacher Liao... Can we have a regular hot pot next time... It's hard for me to eat when you're like this..."
Li Fan was telling the truth. The 781 plates of meat were not enough to fill his teeth!
"Don't worry, it's just a little pocket money. If you have enough, you can eat whatever you want, my little birthday girl."
Liao Wushuang spoke calmly, as if he didn't care at all.
Li Fan was very embarrassed and put down his chopsticks.
"What's wrong?"
"I feel like I'm a pretty boy."
Li Fan said truthfully.
"Li Fan, Li Fan, I really didn't realize that you are still so chauvinistic."
Liao Wushuang also felt a little helpless, but she rolled her eyes and suddenly said, "Didn't you also give me a set of clothes? It's even."
"That's different!"
Li Fan is not a child, so he will not be coaxed by this sentence.
Just when the atmosphere between the two was slightly tense, a strange emphasis came from the side.
"Hey, isn't this a little bully? Why, are you selling your kidneys to eat here?"