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Chapter 337 Dumb opens his mouth

The two of them went back and forth like this, flexibly changing the three kung fu of "Tianshan Snow Palm", "Yellow Sand Ten Thousand Miles Fist" and "Yunlong Sanzhe". They fought for about a stick of incense. Liang Yan suddenly said:

He missed the move, and his left shoulder was lightly hit by Mu Xinxin's wooden arm. His whole body was suddenly struck by lightning, and he flew backwards. He landed on the ground, rolled back three times, stood up in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and faced the wooden arm.

People's hearts were filled with emotion and they cupped their hands and said:

"The junior lost!"

After all, Liang Yan has a young mind and a competitive spirit in his bones. These days, although he is thinking about "muddling along and coping with the problem". But every two hours of practicing in the morning, he starts to fight unconsciously.

Be very energetic and carefully study the transformations of these martial arts.

He integrated the three kung fu skills of "Tianshan Snow Palm", "Wanli Kuangsha Fist" and "Yunlong Sanzhe", and frequently changed his moves. One moment his palms were flowing, and the other moment his fists were straight. He thought that

The wonderful changes in martial arts moves are nothing more than this.

Unexpectedly, in today's battle with Mu Xinxin, the opponent never took the initiative to attack. He only used defense as offense and beat him to a pulp.

The most embarrassing thing is that I didn't even understand the changes in the opponent's moves. I just felt that every time I threw a palm or a punch, he was calmly resolved by him. Even the elbow that hurt me in the end seemed to be done by myself.

He went up and was pushed away with his wooden arm.

Liang Yan felt a little ashamed in his heart. He hugged Mu Xinxin and wanted to say something, but saw that Mu Xinxin had already shook his head and sighed:

"Young master Liang, although you have more than enough tricks, you don't work hard enough. Your tricks are indeed fantastic, but you fail to grasp the subtleties of the moves themselves. In the eyes of the great master of martial arts, you are like an up and down

Although the fluttering butterflies are dazzling, they cannot stop a light finger."

Liang Yan felt a little dissatisfied, and thought to himself: "I have only been practicing for five days, how can I compare to you?"

Mu Xinxin seemed to see through what he was thinking. He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "You are a Taoist. Judging from the situation just now, it seems that you have also learned the body training method. Since you have such a foundation, then how can you practice it?"

It takes about ten days to practice these ordinary martial arts and you should be able to master them. But now five days have passed and you are still at such a superficial level. I think Mr. Liang is not practicing hard, right?"

Liang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart. He only spent two hours a day practicing, so it was naturally impossible for him to make any rapid progress. However, it was difficult to tell Mu Xinxin directly about this kind of thing. He could only say vaguely, "This junior has poor qualifications and insufficient understanding."

"Let's deal with it.

After hearing this, Mu Xinxin pondered for a moment and then said: "Since Mr. Liang lacks understanding, he must make up for it with diligence. Although this time he failed to reach the standard I expected, as long as he keeps practicing, he will be able to do it for at least three months."

, it can still pass the test. However.”

At this point, he paused, looked up at Liang Yan, and sighed: "But judging from the situation, I can't teach you the method so early. I'll wait until you pass my assessment."

Standard, I will consider whether to pass you on again."

Liang Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he cursed in his mind: "I didn't want to learn your method of 'entering the Tao through martial arts'. It was you who said you wanted to experiment, so you had to teach me some secular martial arts.

.”

However, although he was angry in his heart, he thought about it again and thought to himself: "This Mu Xinxin doesn't know that I have started practicing the "Tao Sword Sutra" and can already start to practice Qi. I just thought that I still can't practice now, so I came here

His original intention of teaching this method of entering the Tao through martial arts is not bad."

Thinking of this, Liang Yan's mood improved slightly. He cupped his hands towards Mu Xinxin and said, "Master Mu wants to support the younger generation. I am naturally grateful. However, this matter still depends on talent. There is no need to rush."

After hearing this, Mu Xinxin waved his hands and said: "Gentleman, I have something to say. Mu does not want to support you, but simply wants to find someone to test this method. I am unable to practice due to the mechanism, and I am too lazy to go down the mountain.

Find a monk who meets the requirements, and then you will be found. But if you cannot meet Mu's requirements, Mu will have no choice but to find someone else."

Liang Yan rolled his eyes when he heard that, and the good impression he had just aroused in his heart disappeared. He immediately coughed and said: "Master Mu, if you have nothing else to do, why not come here today? Liang still wants to seize the time."

Practice those three martial arts to avoid being underestimated by Master Mu again."

After hearing this, Mu Xinxin immediately nodded and said: "That's right. Diligence can make up for weakness in martial arts. If you use the same move thousands of times, even a fool can understand the subtlety of it. Since Mr. Liang

With such diligence, Namu can rest assured that in five days, I will come back to train with the young master."

Liang Yan thought he was not stupid since he was a child, but he didn't expect to be compared to a nerd and a fool today, so he naturally felt angry in his heart. But he also knew that Mu Xinxin was extremely pedantic, and he was originally a person who couldn't speak. It was not true.

As he was insulting himself, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest and secretly said in his heart:

"If the ghost wants to practice your martial arts, I will teach myself the Taoist Sword Classic!"

Liang Yan watched Mu Xinxin gradually walk away in the courtyard, and then returned directly to his room without any intention of practicing martial arts. He poured a cup of tea at the table and drank it. He was about to return to his place to meditate on his luck, but suddenly he heard

A'Dai's voice came from behind and said calmly:

"If your 'secret fragrance' palm landed just two inches to the lower left, then this wooden man might not be able to deal with it so easily."

Liang Yan was slightly startled when he heard this. He quickly put down the teacup in his hand and turned to look at Ah-Dai, only to see him sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, also looking at him.

"Oh? Brother Dumb is also proficient in this secular martial arts?" Liang Yan asked curiously.

Ah-Dai shook his head and said: "Proficiency doesn't count, I just have a feeling in the dark that the move just now should be done like this."

Ever since Ah-Dai woke up, the time Liang Yan spent with him was basically the same as when he was alone before. Except when Liang Yan occasionally asked him a few verses from the "Tao Sword Classic" and would reply with a few sentences, this time on weekdays

Dumb never said a word. But he didn't expect that for the first time today, he spoke about martial arts training.

Liang Yan became interested for a moment and asked again: "According to you, if I practice my martial arts with all my strength, what are the chances of winning against this wooden man?"

Ah-Dai shook his head and said, "Not even half a cent."

Liang Yan almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He opened his mouth and asked unconvincingly: "Is my understanding so inadequate?"

After hearing this, Dui said calmly: "This has nothing to do with understanding. When that wooden man fights with you, he can always predict the enemy's opportunities and make plans before taking action. This is no longer within the scope of ordinary martial arts, but a

Plant a 'gong body'!"

"Kung Fu?!" Liang Yan was stunned. This was the first time he heard someone talk about this thing.

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