Genius remembers "→网." in one second to provide you with wonderful novels to read.
PS. Here’s today’s update. By the way, I’m going to vote for the “Qidian” 515 Fan Festival. Everyone has 8 votes. If you vote, you’ll get Qidian coins. I beg you all for your support and appreciation!
"Thank you, sir!" Yang Baoshu was overjoyed.
He carefully picked up the Chen Light Sword, his hand sank and he almost couldn't hold it.
It is definitely not a mortal object. I have never seen such a heavy wooden sword. If it is really a wooden sword, it is not an ordinary piece of wood. It is definitely valuable!
It seems that Mr. Chu is indeed very rich!
This scabbard, this material, and this workmanship are absolutely extraordinary. It doesn’t look impressive at first glance, but when you touch it carefully, you will know how powerful it is. Only those who know the stuff will know how valuable this scabbard is. It’s rich! So rich!
Chu Li took one look at his drunken expression and laughed secretly.
After carefully touching the scabbard, Yang Baoshu became more and more careful, pressed the compression spring, and slowly pulled out the Chen Light Sword.
"Be careful not to cut your hands." Chu Li warned and continued eating dumplings.
Yang Baoshu nodded absently and stared at the body of the Chenguang Sword carefully. He looked left and right, and carefully touched it. He saw that the color was wood, but it was indeed not a wooden sword. It should be a strange material.
Needless to say, for such a rare material that I have never heard of, it must be expensive!
He waved it lightly, feeling the weight.
"Don't hurt yourself!" Chu Li reminded again.
The Chen Light Sword looks like a wooden sword, and you will subconsciously think that it is not sharp, but in fact it is quite the opposite.
For a novice like Yang Baoshu, sitting at the table and wielding a sword, it would be easy for him to swing it.
Yang Baoshu waved his sword and said with a smile: "How could you hurt yourself? [△网WwW.]"
Before he could finish his words, the tip of the sword hit the stone table. After all, he couldn't use it while sitting.
A corner of the stone table fell silently, and he felt nothing. He didn't even know that he had chipped the stone table.
There was a "bang", and he noticed something strange in the corner of the stone table.
He quickly looked down and saw the smooth cross section, then looked at the Chen Light Sword. His heart trembled, and he was so frightened that he almost threw himself out.
Fortunately, I bumped into the stone table. If it had really happened to me, I would have lost a bit of it now!
"What a... what a good sword!" Yang Baoshu forced a smile at Chu Li: "... what a good sword!"
Chu Li smiled and said: "Strengthen your body. It's for health, just for fun."
Yang Baoshu carefully sheathed the Chen Light Sword, put it back on the table with a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Sir, you must be an expert!"
"Oh, how high?" Chu Li replied casually. Keep eating dumplings.
Yang Baoshu said: "Sir must be a martial arts master, ordinary people will never use this kind of sword!"
"I look like a martial arts practitioner?" Chu Li smiled, ate the last dumpling, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.
Yang Baoshu diligently handed over the tea: "I heard that many masters hide their secrets and hide in the market, just like Mr. Chu!"
"Haha..." Chu Li laughed, shook his head and said, "Okay, I, the master, will give you a few words to express my gratitude for this meal."
"Sir, please tell me!" Yang Baoshu stared at him excitedly.
Chu Li said: "The monkey is the most dexterous thing. It's as flexible as your mind. It's just like your mind. It's like a monkey. It's as flexible as your mind."
"In this way..." Yang Baoshu suddenly realized and said hurriedly: "Did I practice wrongly?"
Chu Li said: "I'm only talking about the Spiritual Monkey. As for the Spiritual Monkey Fist, you still have to figure it out yourself."
"Thank you sir!" Yang Baoshu said excitedly.
He suddenly felt that he understood.
Why is it so awkward to practice Spirit Monkey Boxing? It turns out that it is done in the wrong way. Wrong effort!
You shouldn't be strong and heavy, you should be flexible and dynamic. Oh, if you had listened to Mr. Chu's words earlier. Maybe I have already mastered the Spiritual Monkey Boxing!
He returned to his yard with the dishes and chopsticks, hurried back to the kitchen, and then ran to the yard and started practicing boxing.
As he practiced, he found the feeling of agility.
"Are you satisfied with the gentleman next door?" Yang Baoshu's mother came to the courtyard from the kitchen and watched him practice boxing: "What a mess you are practicing! What a mess your boxing skills have become! You look so weird!"
"What's weird?" Yang Baoshu said while practicing.
"No, no, that's not how your father practices." Zhou shook his head.
"Mom. Dad practiced it wrong. Spiritual Monkey Fist. Spiritual monkeys are very dexterous." Yang Baoshu said.
"Don't talk nonsense, your father doesn't practice like this!" Zhou snorted.
Yang Baoshu said: "This is what Mr. Chu said, the monkey is smart and active, just like the human mind."
"Huh, he's not a martial arts practitioner, what does he know!"
"Mr. Chu is a scholar. He saw the monkey in the book. He is a scholar. Why did he lie to me? He gave me this advice to repay my mother for the favor of eating. Mr. Chu admires my mother's craftsmanship very much!"
Although he felt that Mr. Chu was an extraordinary person, if he told his mother, he would be ridiculed, so it was better not to tell him.
"After eating my food, you still mislead others with your nonsense. You really ruined my plate of dumplings!" Mrs. Zhou was indignant.
Yang Baoshu said hurriedly: "Mom, keep your voice down, Mr. Chu can hear it!"
"So what if you heard it? I was right!" She lowered her voice.
Yang Baoshu said: "Mom, I'll practice and try it first. If it's really wrong, I'll change it back."
"...Okay, you have to be smart and don't be fooled into believing someone else's nonsense!"
"Yes, I know it well!"
Chu Li listened to their mother and son's words with a smile, then calmed down and continued practicing his sword.
—
After practicing the Spiritual Monkey Boxing for half a night, Yang Baoshu felt that his skills had greatly improved and his flexibility was unusual, so he left home early the next morning and came to the Feihong Gang.
The Feihong Gang is a large courtyard with a wide martial arts training ground in the center and various weapons on the side.
When he came over, there were already more than a dozen people practicing diligently.
A tall and handsome young man came up to him: "Baoshu, what good thing happened, are you so happy?"
"Zheng Xia, watch the show, I'm going to teach the guy named Hu a lesson today!" Yang Baoshu hummed with confidence.
When Zheng Xia heard this, he hurriedly teased him: "Are you crazy? Thank God that he didn't cause trouble for you. You still want to cause trouble for him?"
"It's time for me to take revenge!" Yang Baoshu hummed.
"Our martial arts skills are no better than Hu Yu's." Zheng Xia whispered: "How to fight?"
"I have found the true meaning of Spirit Monkey Fist. This time I will definitely beat him to pieces and make him kowtow for mercy!" Yang Baoshu hummed.
"What is the true meaning of Spiritual Monkey Boxing?" Zheng Xia was half convinced.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Baoshu?" A strange voice suddenly came from behind.
Yang Baoshu and Zheng Xia turned around and stared.
A thin, small and dark young man stared at them with a smile, a lazy sarcastic smile on his small black face: "Brother Baoshu, you came early enough today, why have you suddenly become diligent and want to practice martial arts well? ?”
"Hu, let's make signs!" Yang Baoshu said bitterly.
Hu Yu said "Yo" and shouted strangely: "Showing, gesticulating, gesticulating? You mean gesticulating, gesticulating?"
Yang Baoshu puffed up his chest.
Hu Yu said: "What we are doing is not a gesture, it is me beating you!"
"I'm going to beat you up this time!" Yang Baoshu roared angrily.
"You're going crazy today!" Hu Yu chuckled: "You want to beat me? Okay, let's see who beats whom, see what moves you make!"
He said and punched out.
Yang Baoshu jumped up and dodged lightly.
"Hey, you've grown up!" Hu Yu laughed strangely and rushed forward, his black fists small, fast and fierce.
Yang Baoshu could still remain flexible at first, dodging here and there. After a dozen moves, he got punched, and then he was in a hurry. He suddenly became angry and exerted great strength. He was beaten severely by Hu Yu. If Zheng Xia hadn't stopped him with his life. Still, Hu Yu refused to give up.
[515 is coming soon, and I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list. By May 15th, the red envelope rain will be able to reward readers and promote promotional works. One piece is also love, I will definitely update it!](To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit w reading for a better reading experience.