Volume 2 Linghai Chapter 20 Accepting an Apprentice
"Are you telling the truth?"
Lai Songyi looked at Feng Chen in disbelief, unable to believe what he just said.
"Really! Sister Lai, he's still holding back. If I use my full strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him." Feng Chen nodded like a rattle, not lying at all.
Fengchen's strength is considered very strong among the juniors, even more powerful than some adults. But even so, it is difficult to pass a single move in front of Qiankun, which shows that Qiankun's physical skills are extraordinary.
"But a human martial artist can actually reach this level, how can I believe it!"
Lai Songyi had already doubted her own fists. The moment he hunted the sea god dragon and brought it ashore, she had actually changed her view of the universe and felt that this was a different human race.
At least it's much better than those hypocritical and heartless humans.
The more Qiankun restrains his strength and pretends to be stupid, the more she wants to compete with Qiankun. She believes that a battle with Qiankun may be more exciting for her than fighting Qi Fei.
"Sister Lai, I want to learn boxing from that person." Feng Chen squeezed his fists, with a hint of brilliance flashing in his eyes.
"What? Are you learning boxing from a human race? Are you crazy! What my sister taught you is not enough for you to learn, right?" Lai Songyi's voice rose an octave, a little annoyed, and she stepped forward and gently picked up Feng Chen's ears.
"Woooo... No, Sister Lai, your teaching is also very good, but I am very interested in his boxing skills. It seems to have condensed a variety of boxing intentions and formed an independent system." Feng Chen also looked at it.
After learning about Qiankun Boxing, in order not to make Lai Songyi angry, I had no choice but to tell her.
"Really?" Lai Songyi let go of her hand and rubbed Fengchen's face, "Okay! Then you have to see if your family can teach you."
"I will definitely let him teach me!" Feng Chen suddenly stood up, his black and white eyes full of fighting spirit.
"Then let me tell you something?"
"No, Sister Lai, learning boxing depends on your sincerity, I will go by myself!"
Feng Chen waved to Lai Songyi and then ran away.
Lai Songyi looked at his excited back, smiled and shook her head.
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After experiencing yesterday's lesson, Qiankun came to a hidden place and began to practice.
Time was precious, and he didn't want to be disturbed.
However, just as Qiankun was practicing vigorously and getting better, he suddenly felt some rustling movement in the snow on the opposite side. Only then did Qiankun know that someone was peeping at him again.
The world is in turmoil. Is this tigress like Lai Songyi finished? She keeps sending people to interfere with her. It seems that she needs to find time to make things clear to her.
"Who's there? It's almost time, come out!" Qiankun shouted towards the snow, with a hint of impatience.
Fengchen wanted to peek for a while longer, but when he saw that Qiankun had discovered him so quickly, he couldn't help but hammer the ground with regret, secretly sighing at how vigilant Qiankun was.
Feng Chen hurriedly emerged from the snow, scratched his head in embarrassment, blinked, and said playfully: "You really can't hide anything from Brother Qiankun!"
"Why is it you again?" Qiankun was a little surprised to see that he was still the same child as yesterday, "Are you looking for trouble again? Haven't you been beaten enough?"
With that said, he raised his fist and walked towards Fengchen.
"Oh...stop, stop, stop! That's not the case."
When Feng Chen saw this, he quickly waved his hand and stopped Qian Kun.
Feng Chen was heartbroken and knelt down directly on the ground, performed a apprenticeship ceremony, and said in a very firm tone: "Brother Qiankun, please accept me as your disciple!"
Qiankun was stunned, pointed at himself, then at Fengchen, and responded blankly: "What are you doing?"
Fengchen knelt down and quickly rubbed his face in front of Qiankun. He lowered his head, hugged Qiankun's thigh, and began to plead like a naughty person:
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...
Fengchen raised his face and looked at Qiankun with a flattering expression.
Qiankun felt goose bumps and trembled all over because of Fengchen. This was the last valuable item his father left for him after nine days of work. It was considered a relic. How could he teach it to others?
He felt very sorry and couldn't accept it.
So he shook his head decisively and immediately refused: "I won't teach you. Wouldn't it be better for you to learn other people's techniques?"
Fengchen's tears of remorse had already burst out. He thought Qiankun was still angry with yesterday, so he shook Qiankun's legs more violently: "Master! Master Qiankun, you are my only master. I will not learn from others. Damn it, your boxing skills are the best in the world! Unrivaled! Sweeping thousands of armies..."
Immediately afterwards, a lot of flattering words came, which made Qiankun not know how to respond.
At this time, Qiankun was also thinking, if he died, wouldn't this boxing technique be passed on to no one? His father's original intention should be good, so that people without spiritual roots can also improve their strength and have the ability to defend themselves. .
Then why doesn't Qiankun break the stinginess and give everything to everyone?
Qiankun smiled, he was actually moved by a child, sighed for a while, helped Fengchen up, and asked him:
"May I have your name?"
"Fengchen."
"Okay, Fengchen, from now on, I will teach you my boxing skills."
"Really?"
Fengchen was very excited and was about to kneel down to worship, but was stopped by Qiankun.
"Let's just cut out the red tape."
"What I want to tell you is that you have to listen carefully. First of all, if you learn this boxing technique, you will not be able to use your spiritual energy."
"That's okay, I have no spiritual roots at all!"
"Secondly, you have to learn to endure hardship and endure the physical training every day."
"This is fine, I do it every day!"
Qiankun saw Fengchen being so sincere and felt that his vision was right and he should be able to become the inheritor of Ba Zheng Quan.
"Finally, I tell you the name of this boxing technique, which is called Ba Zheng Fist. If you learn this boxing technique, don't tell anyone about it. After I die, you will look for the next inheritor, and the cycle will start again. Do you understand? ?”
After listening to Qiankun's words, Fengchen felt a hint of heaviness. It seemed that this set of fists was really important to Qiankun. No wonder he would make Qiankun so angry even if he made a joke.
Fengchen understood Qiankun's painstaking efforts, showed a pure smile, and responded seriously: "Yes! Master!"
Qiankun saw Fengchen's smile and laughed out loud himself.
In the following period, Qiankun told Fengchen about the techniques and routines of Ba Zheng Quan, as well as the systematic process and advancement, and the use of Ba Zheng Qi. After finishing these, he began to summarize:
"In short, Ba Zheng Qi is an advanced version of Ba Zheng Fist, which is formed by utilizing the innate spiritual energy in the body. The power of Ba Zheng Qi is secondary to the amount of spiritual energy in the body. The key lies in your physical fitness and fighting spirit. Strong or weak. Do you understand?"