I have many teachers

Chapter 15 Ravaged and crushed from Yuanci
"Di—please young man find a comfortable environment, the world of great rivers and lakes will open for you immediately..."

Accompanied by the clear and pleasant female voice, the picture in front of Wang Anfeng's eyes cracked inch by inch, and in a blink of an eye, it changed from a side room of a medicine shop filled with the aroma of medicinal materials to a Shaolin Temple located on a high mountain. As expected, the sky was already dark, and the black dome was covered with stars. The lights in the monk's room on the side were swaying, and then the door of the monk's room was pushed open with a creak, and Yuan Ci, who was wearing a gray monk's robe, walked out slowly, looking at Wang Anfeng, he said in amazement:

"An Feng? It's already so late, why are you here at this time?"

Seeing his master's eyes light up, Wang Anfeng cheered in a low voice, "Master, master, I've fought someone today!"

The corners of Yuanci's mouth were raised slightly, and he raised his hand to beckon Wang Anfeng to come to his side, pressed his palm on the young man's black hair and rubbed it encouragingly, and said with a warm smile:

"But those rascals?"

Wang Anfeng's expression froze slightly, he scratched his head, and said: "You, you already know..." There was a sense of regret in his tone, Yuan Ci smiled and said: "Although the teacher is trapped in this Shaolin Temple, But I still know a little bit about what you have experienced, but I thought that with your heart, you would come to tell my teacher about this matter tomorrow, huh... But I forgot that you are still a young boy. "

What he said made Wang Anfeng's face a little feverish, and then he heard Yuanci and said: "I will tell you tomorrow, but since you came today, you can do it now, come, Anfeng, based on your relationship with that person today. The style of a few hooligans fighting each other, attacking is the teacher."

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, and saw Yuan Ci had already walked down the steps of the monk's room, and was standing in the courtyard, with his right hand raised falsely, his eyebrows were calm, obviously he didn't mishear the words just now, although he has a simple personality, but He was not stupid, and knew right away that it was Master who wanted to teach him how to do boxing, so he stepped down the steps in a few steps, suppressed his excitement, first saluted Yuan Ci, and then slowly opened the Shaolin Changquan fist shelf.

As soon as the fist is completed, the excitement and anxiety in the heart will disappear like running water, and the inner energy will flow slowly. On the young man's thin body, there is a bit of a mountain-like momentum. After saying a word, master, be careful, and suddenly there is a kick at the foot Stepping, with the skill of walking, rushing towards Yuanci suddenly, with the sound of the wind, when there are still three steps left, the right foot slams on the ground, the left foot takes advantage of the momentum and steps forward, the left palm is thrown outward, and the right palm is slanted upwards support.

The spine twisted and exerted force, and the feeling from today's fight came to my mind. It turned the impact of Jianbu into the strength technique of the flat heart palm, which made this move more powerful than before. Cheng, like a tiger leaping and an eagle pouncing, his momentum is extraordinary, and his heart is even more hearty when he hits his palm, but just when his punching power has accumulated to the peak, Yuan Ci took a light step back, bent his left foot, pointed his toe to the ground, and tapped his right foot. The fist was placed on the side of the waist, and the left arm that was originally resting on the right fist was thrown downwards, hitting Wang Anfeng's wrist impartially.

The young man let out a low cry from the pain, but he said with some horror in his heart: "Master's move is Shaolin Boxing's stepping back and rushing the elbow, defending and counterattacking. Slightly anxious in my heart, the next move with the palm of my hand will be connected with the reverse elbow, and the momentum will become more vigorous, but at this time, I am determined not to use this move, step sideways and retreat, that is a stroke of magic The move was interrupted, regretted in his heart, but thankful that he avoided the master's next move after all.

But at this moment, Yuan Ci's elbow-hanging Ziwu move changed slightly. The left elbow hanging in front of his shoulder was lowered, and then he twisted his body and turned his elbow, counterattacking with Wang Anfeng's reflexive elbow-breaking posture. The young man, and because of the change of his moves, originally hit the waist and abdomen, focusing on cutting off the opponent's attack. The broken elbow that captured him now pointed directly at Wang Anfeng's temple, and the bent elbow was like a fierce roar on the battlefield. Amidst the ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air, the ferocious aura rushed towards Wang Anfeng's face, almost making it difficult for Wang Anfeng to breathe, and his mind went blank for a moment.

After a few breaths, the young man slowly came back to his senses, his feet felt a little weak, Yuan Ci slowly put away his moves, shook his head and said: "I just used the same internal boxing skills as yours, but I can easily beat you."

After all, Wang Anfeng was a teenager, and it was the first time he won a fight. Hearing the words, he felt a little unconvinced, and shouted: "Master, you are clearly playing tricks. The eighth move is backward and the elbow is the next move. Obviously it should be the ninth move." Hanging Elbow Ziwu, but Master, you used the third move to turn around and break your elbow!"

Yuan Ci shook his head, and asked back: "Who stipulated that my Shaolin 32 powers must be used in this way?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he made a move to step back and chase the elbow, and then took advantage of the situation to hang his elbow at Ziwu. After rehearsing like this, he said: "Look, in every fist move, the opening and closing hands are clearly connected to each other. Taking advantage of the situation is not only more It is smooth, and the flow of internal power is faster and more powerful, just like the style of play you just had, Master... Not only can it not be connected, but there are many loopholes, and it seems to waste a few breaths of time."

While talking, he stepped back and caught the reverse elbow. After returning to defense and accumulating energy, he should have rushed out suddenly. After receiving the reverse attack, it seemed indescribably awkward, and he stopped immediately, with a full face. He looked at his master in confusion.

Yuan Ci looked at the puzzled expression on the face of the disciple in front of him, he didn't feel annoyed, but nodded approvingly and said:
"It's really good that you can think of this step in a mere hundred days, but you just saw that there is a flaw in your teacher?"

The young man was slightly stunned, recalling the killing move that was like thunder on the ground just now, he still had lingering fears, and honestly shook his head and said:
"No, Master, your move just now is not only flawless, but even more powerful... But, why is this? This disciple really doesn't understand."

Yuan Ci smiled and said, "This is the essence of my Shaolin Changquan."

"In my thousands of years in Shaolin, countless masters all started from this set of Shaolin Changquan. The simple 32 moves have been polished to the peak by the eminent monks of the past. Adjustment, if you thoroughly understand the forceful technique of each move in this boxing technique, you can naturally switch between them at will."

"At that time, even if you only have 32 stances, you can do hundreds of blows in succession without any reason. It can be used as 320 stances, or even [-] stances. At that time, your Shaolin Changquan could be regarded as barely mastered. , you can learn other tricks."

"Hundred blows in a row, endless cycle."

Wang Anfeng murmured these eight words in a low voice, as if seeing a very high and far-reaching world from it, his heart was shaken, and the little pride he had just won was immediately dispelled, and he put his hands together and bowed deeply to Yuanci , turned around, and practiced this set of Shaolin Changquan with only 32 postures over and over again with the pious attitude when he first learned martial arts. Yuan Ci looked at his disciple quietly, his eyes There seemed to be a strange hope in his pupils, and he murmured something in a low voice, but was crushed by the sound of punches breaking through the air, and scattered into the night wind.

　Thank you for the 100 starting coins that God reads in the book, thank you~
　　
　
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