Chapter 702 The Personal Disciple Is the Demon Lord (32)

"Just try what I said first and you'll understand."

Yun Xian pursed her lips and nodded at Sang Jian.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then sank to his dantian, trying to mobilize the qi in his dantian.

In an instant, he felt this qi flowing through his eight meridians.

An inexplicable force gushed out of his body, Yun Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and struck the stone in front of him with his palm.

boom!
The stone, which was intact just now, exploded in an instant!
Yun Xian's eyes widened, looking at his hands in disbelief.

There seemed to be an invisible force remaining in his hand.

Sang Jian on the side was also a little surprised.

She walked over, put one arm on Yun Xian's shoulder, looked at the broken stone in front of her, "You're fine, kid, I underestimated you."

It's really looking at people through the cracks of the door, and looking down on people.

He thought that his current power could only break a crack in the stone, but he forgot that he was also the reincarnation of the Demon Lord after all, and his comprehension ability should not be underestimated!
"Why is that?" Yun Xian raised his hand and asked in surprise, "I don't feel like spiritual energy."

"Of course it's not spiritual energy." Sang Jian said calmly, "It's called internal force."

In the fantasy world, spiritual energy dominates, so how can anyone cultivate internal strength?
Internal strength is cultivated by people in the world of martial arts.

Anyway, they all respect martial arts, almost.

Sang Jian patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, my teacher will teach you a set of close-up boxing techniques now, and then you can see that combining internal strength can produce good results."

"it is good!"

Yun Xian has seen the power of internal force.

He believes that the boxing techniques taught by Sang Jian must be very powerful!

Yun Xian now worships Sang Jian from the bottom of his heart.

He never knew before that for those who cannot gather spiritual energy, there are other ways to go besides physical training.

I saw it today!

How did Master study such a thing as internal force?

awesome!
Sang Jian just didn't know what he was thinking, if he knew, he would feel ashamed for a while.

"Okay."

Sang Jian has entered the state now.

Yun Xian was beside her, learning from her movements.

"Space with your left foot, raise your arms forward, bend your legs and press your palms..."

Every time Sang Jian said a word, he changed into an action.

Fortunately, she did it slowly, and Yun Xian was able to keep up.

Yiyuan was also watching Sang Jian teach Yun Xian to punch seriously, and even looked forward to it, after all, Sang Jian knew too many people.

As a result, after watching it for a few seconds, the sense of anticipation was completely gone.

Isn't this Tai Chi?
She is actually teaching Yun Xian this?
Is Yun Xian still learning well?
Unary meditation.

Although Tai Chi is also very powerful, but I always feel that Sang Jian is a big fool, what's going on?

...

Sang Jian taught Yun Xian all afternoon, and taught Yun Xian all the simplified 24-style Tai Chi.

Tai Chi is a slow move, which can be said to be very patient.

But Yun Xian was still very serious, and didn't even question it, could such slow movements really hit someone?
He has no brains to believe Sang Jian now.

"Okay, you can practice on your own, I'm tired."

After finishing the set, Sang Jian ran to the teacher's chair and slumped, watching Yun Xian pondering by himself.

"But Master, I still don't understand, it's like this here... It's still like this." Yun Xian made two movements.

Sang Jian sighed, got up from the chair, walked to Yun Xian, grabbed his arms and hands to help him adjust his posture.

"That's it!"

"……Oh."

Yun Xian kept looking at Sang Jian's face, his ears were red, and there was an imperceptible curvature at the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)

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