Gao Wu: Invincibility begins with basic archery

Chapter 35 Taijiquan, don't you know anything?
Hearing this sentence, Zhang Ren almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

What else is not in place for you?What else do you want to do?Um?It takes a day to get started with Tai Chi, do you still think it is too long?

For some reason, he felt that the kid in front of him was speaking in this tone on purpose, but he had no proof.

Not far away, Wang Ping and the others who were standing still also looked over.

"Ah."

Zhang Ren frowned slightly, and said two words slowly, "It's okay."

"Then, can I learn Tai Chi now?"

Chen Fan asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time.

The atmosphere was quiet again.

"almost."

Zhang Ren nodded.

"what!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ping and the others became very excited.

"Brother Fan, can he learn Taijiquan? So fast!"

"Didn't Uncle Zhang say that it takes at least a month to get started with Taiji Zhuang?"

"Yeah, you can learn Taijiquan only after getting started with the Taiji pile. That is to say, Brother Fan has, already..."

The speaker's mouth opened wide, as if he could swallow a basket of eggs.

"really?"

Chen Fan also showed surprise on his face, "That's great, Uncle Zhang, thank you."

"Ah."

Zhang Ren responded lightly, feeling a little irritable for some reason.

If he didn't know something about Chen Fan, he really doubted whether the other party was an awakened person?
At first glance, martial arts training has nothing to do with supernatural powers, but in fact it is not the case. The types of awakened people are all kinds of strange things, only you can't think of them, and there is no supernatural power that they can't awaken.

However, the awakening of abilities is like everyone's innate talent. If you have it, you don't. But he had never heard of such a thing.

Could it be that this kid is really a one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy?

"Damn it, brother Fan is really getting started? Awesome!"

"I'm so envious, Brother Fan has started to practice Tai Chi, and we are still practicing the basics, alas."

"To shut up!"

Zhang Ren turned around sharply, "The time of Wuji pile will be extended by 10 minutes, and if someone talks too much, it will be extended by half an hour."

The few people suddenly looked like quails, and they honestly didn't say a word.

"It seems that I really have no chance to catch up with him," Zhao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, "However, for my own sake, I have to persevere."

An hour later, Chen Fan finished the Tai Chi pile, blinked at Wang Ping and the others, then looked at Zhang Ren with a playful smile and said, "Uncle Zhang, what's next?"

Zhang Ren closed his eyes first, as if to adjust, then slowly opened his eyes, and said: "The reason why I let you start practicing from the Wuji pose is because walking is the foundation in Taiji, and Taiji emphasizes the beginning of strength." From the heel, to the legs, to the waist, to the fingers, from the feet to the legs, to the waist and to the hands, following each other up and down, in one breath. "

Chen Fan nodded repeatedly.

"Whether a person can play Tai Chi well or not depends first on his walking footwork, secondly, whether the punch he sees is accurate, and then cooperates with the basic technique of breathing and breathing. This is a complete set of Tai Chi methods."

"Footwork, boxing, and the art of breathing?"

Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

The art of breathing?

Is it possible to practice to a certain level and be able to develop true energy?
Zhang Ren glanced at him, seeming to see what he was thinking, and said: "The technique of breathing and breathing is not the martial arts mentality in some martial arts novels. It is not as powerful as you think. It is just a part of Taijiquan." .”

Chen Fan smiled sheepishly.

"I'll give you a complete call first, watch it."

"what?"

Not far away, Wang Ping exclaimed, and glanced at the opponent's leg intentionally or unintentionally.

"What? I'm lame, not broken."

Zhang Ren said angrily, "After they finish standing, you can stand for another half an hour."

Wang Ping had a look of lovelessness.

Soon, Zhang Ren started to practice Taijiquan. At the beginning, it was nothing. If it was some young people, they would have been impatient, but watching it, people would be intoxicated unconsciously.

His movements follow each other up and down, as if blending with the surrounding environment, his steps are as light as a feather, and his steps are as heavy as Mount Tai. Even, you will never think that this person is lame.

A few minutes later, Zhang Ren slowly recuperated, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his complexion became ruddy visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Chen Fan looked at the skill column of the attribute panel, and sure enough, a line of small characters appeared.

【Zhang Style Taijiquan: Don't know anything (0%)】

There is also a line of grayed-out small characters below, which are preconditions, such as Tai Chi style lv1, basic footwork lv1, etc. Fortunately, he has achieved all of them.

He let out a long breath, spent a lot of effort, and finally learned [Tai Chi], it was not easy.

I don't know what kind of features can be unlocked, but it should be much greater than the improvement of [Tai Chi Style], right?
However, the strange thing is that unlike basic archery, basic footwork, etc., it seems that the proficiency of Tai Chi is not measured by grades?But do you know nothing about the idiom of this kind of evaluation?

"This is Zhang's Taijiquan," Zhang Ren's voice sounded, "The real Taijiquan has long been lost. Today's Taijiquan schools are based on some moves preserved in ancient books, combined with other martial arts. , but much the same..."

Halfway through the speech, a slight sound of footsteps came from far and near.

"Let's do this first, specifically, I'll teach you after you finish your lunch."

"okay."

Chen Fan is a little strange,
"elder brother."

The clear and crisp child's voice sounded, Chen Chen ran over quickly, and said with a smile, "Mom asked me to call you home for dinner, Zhang, Uncle Zhang..."

He shrank his neck, in his eyes, Zhang Ren looked like a strange uncle.

"Uncle Zhang, then I'll go back first, everyone, see you in the afternoon."

After Chen Fan said goodbye to several people with a smile, he walked home with his younger brother.

The other people also finished standing, and went back after seeing this. After all, they were all hungry. Only Wang Ping stood alone in the open space, looking at Zhang Ren eagerly.

"Brother, mom made a lot of food today? Yes, there are so many." He hugged his hands.

"is it?"

Chen Fan couldn't help but patted his head, "Then are you happy?"

"Yeah, happy!"

Chen Chen nodded again and again, and then a look of distress appeared on his small face, "But mother said, it's all for my brother. My brother is working hard, so he needs to eat more."

"It's okay, when the time comes, everyone will eat together. After eating, brother will bring back more."

"Uh-huh!"

Sure enough, before reaching the door, a smell of meat came to the nostrils. On the table, there was a pot full of meat, steaming.

"came back?"

A smile appeared on Chen Guodong's face, "The freshly cooked meat, hurry up and eat it, it's enough for today."

"really?"

Chen Fan also laughed, "Then I won't be polite."

He was full of anticipation, waiting for a big meal and a wave of potential points.

(End of this chapter)