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Chapter 1809 Natural Gate

In the days that followed, Master Xu Ai worked hard to practice this magical set of skills. Then he visited famous masters and studied them carefully. Finally, he integrated the various skills he had practiced, and created a set of martial arts and boxing techniques in a unique way. He named it

It is the "Natural Door".

The old man laughed at this point, looking at Xiaoya and Wan Lin and said, "Don't look at this short master Xu, it is said that he is extremely good at kung fu. When our ancestors took his disciples out to walk around the world, they heard that

This person had some heroic deeds, and wanted to make friends with each other and have some discussions, but unfortunately he had no chance to meet him."

"At that time, he was able to walk on water, crossing mountains and ridges like walking on flat ground, and often flew back and forth between several mountains overnight. It can be said that he was a master of martial arts and a rare martial arts master in hundreds of years."

The old man laughed at this point: "This is just a legend. If this is true, wouldn't he really become the immortal Xiaolan mentioned? However, martial arts requires not only a good teacher, but also a very high level of understanding. Otherwise,

No matter how good the skills are, they cannot practice advanced skills. Xiaolan, are you right?"

The old man said as he picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip of tea, looking kindly at Xiaolan who was staring at her big eyes and listening attentively.

When Xiaolan heard her grandfather talk about her, she nodded quickly, picked up the teapot and added water to the teacup in the old man's hand, and said seriously: "You are all so amazing. That Master Xu must be an immortal. Grandpa, please continue talking quickly.

"A look of unsatisfactory.

Grandpa laughed "hehehe" and continued, "Since Xiaolan likes to listen, I will tell you the story of Master Xu Ai taking apprentices." The old man started to talk with a smile.

In the past, there was a hero named Du Xinwu. When he was young, he heard from his friend's introduction and said that Master Xu was extremely skilled in his kung fu, so he went to become a disciple.

But when he saw Master Xu, he found that the other party was short and vulgar in appearance. He immediately felt contemptuous and his words became very impolite. But Master Xu didn't care about it and squatted on a wood all day long.

He sucked his little cigarette puff on the stool, and he only watched Du Xinwu practice the skills he had learned in the past every day, without giving any advice.

Du Xinwu came here to become a disciple, but now he saw that the other party ignored him, and he was even more angry. He had been trying to find an opportunity to test the skills of this ugly Xu Master Xu. No matter how he looked, he didn't believe this person with such a short figure.

, will have superb martial arts skills.

That night, Du Xinwu finally couldn't bear it after drinking. Taking advantage of the sleeping opportunity of Mr. Xu's sleeping, he sneaked into Mr. Xu's room with a single knife. Seeing him lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, he suddenly raised his knife and raised his sword and suddenly saw him lying on the bed.

As Xu Ai Shi slashed down, a cold blade suddenly flashed through the dim starlight, and was about to chop on Xu Ai Shi!

At this moment, Xu Ai, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly turned over and fell to sleep. His head almost rubbed against the falling blade and turned to the side. His snoring was still the same, as if he happened to turn over and escaped a disaster in his sleep.

At this time, Du Xinwu's sharp machete had cut off the pillow behind Xu Aishi's head with one knife. Du Xinwu was shocked when he saw this, and quickly hurriedly exited Xu Aishi's room with a steel knife.

But Du Xinwu had always had doubts in his heart. He really didn't know whether the dwarf happened to turn over and avoid his blade at that time, or did he notice his sneak attack.

In the following period, Du Xinwu tried several times during training and attacked Mr. Xu Ai, but he had never touched Mr. Xu's clothes, but Mr. Xu still ignored him without any notice.

pay attention.

Du Xinwu realized at this moment that the skill of this person who was not good-looking in front of him was simply unfathomable. He immediately admired him and learned from his abilities for eight years. He respected his teacher and devoted himself to practicing the natural skills. Later, he became

A great hero of a generation. This story later spread and became a good story in the martial arts world.

It is said that Du Xinwu was the only disciple Xu Ai received in his life. He had a deep affection for eight years. Later, Xu Ai disappeared from the world. It is said that he hid in famous mountains and rivers and practiced alone, and the world never came back to life.

I don't know where it will end.

When the old man said this, he saw Wan Lin and Xiaoya listening carefully, and said earnestly: "As the saying goes, people should not behave, and the sea water should not be measured. You should be careful outside, and never judge people by their appearance.

.It is said that Xu Xiaoshi is extremely short and not as tall as the table, but he is indeed a master of martial arts. Captain Zou has very good kung fu, and the captain has very rich experience, which is very 'natural' essence of the natural school."

Xiaolan raised her face when she heard this, looked at the old man and asked, "Grandpa, you must be very good at kung fu. Can you beat Master Xu? Hahahaha, silly girl, I am a modern person, he is

How did people fight in ancient times?" The old man laughed.

Wan Lin and Xiaoya both looked at Xiaolan and smiled. Xiaolan said with a red face: "No, no, I mean who is your kung fu higher than that Master Xu?"

"Haha, it's hard to say. You haven't learned martial arts and don't understand these things. Kung Fu itself has no level of quality, it depends on the practitioner's own talent and effort. If you put the best kung Fu on a fool, he

He will not exert the characteristics of kung fu itself," the old man replied with a smile.

He followed Wan Lin and Xiaoya and said, "The martial arts of the Natural Sect are not like other types of boxing. They do not have various complicated routines. The entire Natural Sect focuses on not boxing but martial arts, that is, natural boxing, natural skills."

"Some of the existing routines of the Natural Sect are not just for martial arts, but the most important thing is to practice Qi. This boxing emphasizes the natural practice of boxing, free and smooth, not dull or stagnant, and is done in one go, which requires even more

The practitioner’s own understanding. You have all seen Captain Zou’s kung fu. There are no fixed moves in his movements. They all change at any time according to the situation. The understanding is considered good.”

As soon as the old man finished speaking, "Baopao...", a crisp applause suddenly sounded from outside the small hotel. Wan Lin and his men quickly turned their heads and looked at them. They saw the middle-aged man who had just moved in and were passing outside the door with a few apprentices.

Flashed out, clapped his hands and walked in.

Wan Lin and Xiaoya quickly stood up. The visitor raised their hand to block the disciples outside the door. They crossed the threshold alone and came to the old man. Suddenly, they clasped their fists and bowed to the ground, and said, "Zhang Liang, the natural door,"

Meet the old senior!"

The old man quickly stood up from the chair, clasped his fists and returned the greeting, and then helped the other party up with both hands and said repeatedly: "It is not possible to use it, it is not possible to use it, this is not possible!"

At this time, Xiaolan quickly moved her bamboo chair behind the visiting man and stood beside him obediently. The old man smiled and looked at the visiting man. Seeing that the other person was not tall, his body was well-proportioned, there was a piece on the black short-sleeved sportswear that was exposed.

A muscle that is not towering.


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