Children can be taught!
Fang Yan had seen Zhang Chen compete with Fang Yingxiong and Fang Yingxiong several times, but he never made any comments on his skills.
After he had a certain understanding of Wrong, he offered to give him some tricks.
Although Fang Yan never thought about asking Zhang Chen to be his disciple, he definitely didn't want the person he wanted to ask for sincere help to be a reckless man with brute strength. If he was really a reckless man, Fang Yan would not make any changes to his moves and force application methods.
It's better to let him be reckless for a while than to let him be reckless for a lifetime. Maybe he can take a different path if he is serious about it. Among the seven Chinese idiots, which one has not become a leader in his field because of his extreme obsession
Zhang Chen could see the true meaning of his attack, but he still barely passed the test.
"That's a good guess." Fang Yan nodded and said, pointing to Zhang Chen's legs, arms and chest muscles, and said: "I have no strength in my whole body, but I can't focus on any place. It's like writing calligraphy with a brush, using ink evenly and with the right thickness." , The density is consistent, so that one can become a master of a generation——Which calligrapher I have seen writes all the strokes of the same thickness?”
Zhang Chen shook his head.
"Tai Chi emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness, but if the rigidity is reached to the extreme, it is not Tai Chi. There are two poles of yin and yang, and I occupy all the yang poles." Fang Yan said. "I am not a flexible person, and that has something to do with my own personality. So, what I want to do now is to continue to polish my strength."
"A lot of strength training?" Zhang Chen was puzzled.
Fang Yan raised his toes, and a brick reached the center of his leg.
He slapped it away with his palm, and the green brick immediately turned into powder.
"Wow-----" Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin exclaimed again. "Teacher Fang is so handsome. Isn't he too handsome?"
Fang Yingxiong stood beside him with a smile and said, "He can do it too."
"Teacher Fang is really amazing. It looks like it makes people feel safe-----"
"------" Fang Yingxiong touched his face and felt the cruelty of life more clearly. Does that world belong to handsome men
Fang Yan patted his leg, and the brick dust fell away.
Fang Yan raised his toes, and another green brick hit the middle of his leg.
He gathered strength and stretched out his legs, and the palms of his legs touched lightly.
The blue brick is no different from the previous one, which looks the same as before.
"Stretch your legs." Fang Yan said.
Zhang Chen stretched out his legs, and Fang Yan put the brick into the center of Zhang Chen's legs.
Zhang Chen clenched his legs tightly, and the green brick turned into powder and slipped away from the gap between his legs and fingers.
"Is it red?" Fang Yan asked.
"It's bright red." Zhang Chen nodded.
"Tiandong Kungfu can only be broken if it's fast. Tiandong Kungfu can't be broken if it's strong. Regardless of whether it's fast or not, it can achieve my undefeated status. Of course, I am now at the bottleneck of rising strength, so----I Think carefully about the way he knocked me down with three blows just now. Once you think about it, my bottleneck will naturally be solved."
Zhang Chen is the three-time Sanda King of Huacheng. It is not difficult for him to stretch his legs to split a brick and knock a walnut on his head.
But no, he can't do it as if it were light, let alone do it as if it were light.
After all, Sanda is not Sanda. Compared with Fang Yan, a descendant of a big sect who knows external skills and mental methods, there is a huge gap.
To give the simplest example, as Zhang Chen grows older, his speed will become slower and slower, his strength will become lighter and lighter, and his angle will also deviate. But no, Fang Yan and the others won't. The older they are, the faster they are, the harder they are, and even the angle at which they hit people will become more and more precise.
That negates the effect of external power.
What is external strength
That's a well. When I was young, I kept filling it with things, and quantitative changes led to qualitative changes. When the well was full, what I needed would gush out—a steady stream.
"Thank you, Master." Zhang Chen grabbed a handful of brick ash and said with a serious expression.
Fang Yan waved his legs and said, "Didn't I tell you before? We are all brothers, so we don't want to call him master."
Fang Yan turned to look at Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin and said, "Hui, he sent us to the bus stop." We have to go back too. "
The two little girls looked unhappy, but they knew they couldn't stay there for the night, so they walked out of the school with Fang Yan carrying their schoolbags.
When Fang Yan walked away, the bald man walked to the ground, touched a green brick, and shouted: "Broken."
The blue bricks were intact, not to mention broken, not even a crack.
The bald man refused to accept it, held the bricks with his legs and shouted: "Break it off."
The green brick is not the same as the green brick, and of course it will not break in two just because he shouted loudly.
The bald man was shocked. He looked at Fang Yingxiong and asked Fang Yingxiong, "Is that brick real?"
Fang Yingxiong sneered and said, "I wonder if there are prop bricks?"
The bald man chuckled and said, "He really thought that Teacher Fang was deliberately playing with that little girl - he did it when he was young."
Seeing Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan's murderous eyes, Bald Man quickly said: "He also asked to go on duty. He is going."
He swung his legs randomly and escaped from the scary little courtyard.
Fang Yan walked in front, while Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin followed reluctantly.
"Teacher Fang, can he come and see me?" Jiang Qin asked.
"Yes." Fang Yan said.
"Then he will come tomorrow?"
"Not tomorrow." Fang Yan said. "We are not allowed to come before the midterm exam."
"Teacher Fang----" Jiang Qin said anxiously. "Then he will bring Chinese textbooks tomorrow."
"That's right. They will come tomorrow and bring Chinese textbooks." Yuan Lin said. "They paid for the tuition, but they didn't want to waste my time."
Fang Yan stopped and turned around to look at Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin behind him, and said extremely seriously: "He promised us to wait for me in Zhuque ----- so, we also promised him to study hard before entering Zhuque. ?"
Jiang Qin wanted to quibble and say that he came to me to study hard and get better grades, but no, she couldn't say anything when she met Fang Yan's eyes.
All her worries were revealed to him.
"He agreed." Jiang Qin said.
"Kiss ---" Yuan Lin eagerly pulled Jiang Qin's leg, indicating that she didn't want to be stupid.
"He promised me." Jiang Qin said. "He promised me to study hard, he promised me to get good grades in every exam, he promised me to enter Suzaku High School, he promised me to enter Class 9 - he promised me that he would not like me easily."
"Okay." Fang Yan said with a smile. Fang Yan was relieved to receive Jiang Qin's affirmative answer.
Jiang Qin stared at Fang Yan with burning eyes and said, "Can I wait for him and give him a chance to like me before he gets admitted to Suzaku, before he enters Class 9, and before he grows up to be an adult?" Opportunity?"
Fang Yan's smile instantly solidified.
"Do I promise him?" Jiang Qin asked eagerly.
Fang Yan swung his legs and said, "It's getting late, let's go back."
Without waiting for any response from Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, he turned around and left.
Jiang Qin wiped away his tears, looked at Yuan Lin and asked, "Is he too hopeless?"
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The bet between Fang Yan and Zhang Yu was known to everyone, and even some of the school's top leaders knew the details of their bet.
Amid the anticipation of countless people, the midterm exam of Zhuque Middle School has finally arrived.
The students in Classes 1 and 9 were all working hard, thinking of failing in that exam.
Class 1 wants to prove to the teachers and students of the whole school that one class is the only class, and the king class cannot be ignored. The students of Class 9 also want to prove that their learning ability and IQ are not lower than theirs, and that Class 9 can also be the first.
The mid-term exam is the school's major exam. The scores of all students in the school are ranked and even transcripts are required to be sent to the parents of every student. This is a test of half a semester, and it can also be a summary of repeated studies.
Regarding that exam, all teachers and students in the school mobilized. The students were divided into different classes, and the invigilator also made careful arrangements. For example, a first-grade math teacher proctors the third-grade Chinese exam, and a third-grade English teacher proctors the first-grade math exam. It is absolutely forbidden for the teacher of the class to supervise the students in the class.
Fang Yan stood on the classroom podium, watching the Taitung students doing their initial mobilization, and said: "He has already written a letter of apology----"
Wow-----
The whole place was in an uproar!
"Teacher Fang, do I distrust them that much?"
"Teacher Fang, they can definitely beat Class 1."
"Teacher, can I not ask for that? Can they be confident-----"
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The students reacted violently, as if they had been greatly insulted.
Fang Yan waved his legs, beckoning everyone to come quietly, and said, "He will read a passage for you first. Let's listen to what he wrote."
Fang Yan cleared his throat and said: "He is afraid of the starry sky because it is infinitely deep and makes people aware of their own insignificance. He cherishes morality because it makes people realize their shortcomings and re-establish their beliefs. He respects his Wrong leg, because he defeated him with great strength and woke him up, making him taste the taste of defeat and the tears of humiliation.”
"He has fantasized countless times that he is not the victor. Even in his dreams, he is looking forward to it. How could he lose? Is he so powerful? How could he lose? Is his journey a galaxy? and the distance.”
"Yes, he is very powerful. But his legs are even more powerful. His journey is as far as the stars and rivers, but his journey is somewhere he cannot see. His legs are handsome, smart, gentle and kind, and he respects School leaders, unite colleagues and teachers, care for every student, and truly treat every student as their own child----"
The students' faces were red and their ears were red, and their breathing was rapid. Chuangyouchan clenched his fists, wishing he could rush in and tear the apology letter into pieces.
Teacher Fang, how could he write such an apology letter
Fang Yan glanced at the students in Taitung and said, "Oh, I forgot to tell us whether he wrote the apology letter to Teacher Zhang Yu------"
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