Nothing happened that night. The next morning, when they set off again, they saw Mo Beidou with dark circles under his eyes, occasionally throwing a punch, then scratching his head vigorously, thinking for a while, and then throwing another punch...
Anyone with eyes can see that this is a new set of boxing techniques.
Naturally, their gazes inevitably fell upon Fang Shuwen, and they felt a pang of envy.
Fang Shuwen found a [Fierce Tiger Fist] on Tong Tianba last night, and Mo Beidou started practicing it today.
However, there's nothing to envy about this; after all, they don't have such a powerful junior brother.
Little did he know, Fang Shuwen hadn't actually intended to teach Mo Beidou the [Fierce Tiger Fist]. Although the fist technique was good, after watching it last night, he felt it was far inferior to the [Great Black Heaven Divine Palm].
Therefore, Fang Shuwen initially intended to teach the [Great Black Heaven Divine Palm] to Mo Beidou.
After trying it out, he discovered that what seemed like a simple move to Fang Shuwen was something Mo Beidou simply couldn't do.
Fang Shuwen then realized that the difference in aptitude and comprehension truly existed.
If he were to teach Mo Beidou without instruction, it wouldn't be impossible for him not to learn, but learning and mastering are two different things, and it's hard to say how much time it would take.
So Fang Shuwen simply settled for second best and taught Mo Beidou the [Fierce Tiger Fist], which he considered much inferior.
This time, things went much more smoothly.
It would be asking too much of him to learn this set of boxing techniques overnight.
However, it's still possible to learn one or two tricks in one night.
To be honest, sometimes Fang Shuwen felt like he'd been fooled by novels and TV dramas...
In my past life, when I watched TV dramas, the main characters were often able to learn a set of martial arts skills in a very short time.
But in reality, you only realize it when you actually try it yourself. To learn a martial art, even a simple fist technique, it takes more than ten days to fully understand it. If you want to be completely flawless, it may take a month or even several months.
This is only considered learning; it's far from mastering it. It requires daily accumulation to fully understand every move, every style, and every variation.
When fighting someone, being able to break down all their moves and adapt to the situation... that's what it means to have truly mastered the art.
Fang Shuwen was able to learn the [Great Black Heaven Divine Palm] in such a short time mainly because of his exceptionally high comprehension, coupled with double the support.
With his strong internal energy, he can learn quickly.
This is why he was able to teach the [Fierce Tiger Fist] to Mo Beidou right after he received it last night.
After all, he is different now than when he first learned the [Great Black Heaven Divine Palm]. Now he has tripled his comprehension, and combined with what he has learned now, martial arts like the [Fierce Tiger Fist] can be learned at a glance.
But Mo Beidou doesn't have his level of understanding and external advantages, so he can only take it slowly.
Fortunately, Fang Shuwen was patient; after all, the journey was still long, and he could practice slowly.
I still remember when he first learned the Four Seas Dragon Fist, Mo Beidou taught him the art on behalf of his master, repeating it patiently over and over again.
The [Fierce Tiger Fist] itself has the ability to strengthen one's qi, blood, muscles, and bones, which can be used to promote the growth of Mo Beidou's internal strength.
With consistent practice, there are many benefits.
Time passed slowly like this. Fang Shuwen taught him one or two moves every night, but he might forget them after being taught them, so he had to repeat them several times.
After a few days, Fang Shuwen was fine, but Mo Beidou was starting to feel the strain.
Traveling during the day and practicing martial arts at night is incredibly grueling.
Fang Shuwen wanted to persuade him to take a break and not rush things, but Mo Beidou refused. The road ahead was dangerous, and the opportunity was rare; he was unwilling to give it up easily.
Perhaps because Tong Tianba was killed by Fang Shuwen, the journey had been peaceful for some time.
It's not that there aren't highwaymen who rob people...
However, the reputation of Lu'an Escort Agency was not just for show.
Often, after just a few words of banter, the other party will naturally back down.
If it really comes to the point where there is no other choice, Fang Shuwen doesn't even need to make Fang Shuwen move; Lu Guiyan's swordsmanship alone is enough to make the opponent back down.
After Fang Shuwen, Fang Shuwen was from Julu City, so he had naturally heard of the reputation of Lu'an Escort Agency's [Nine-Breath Scarlet Phoenix Saber Technique]. He hadn't had the chance to see her use it before, but now it seemed that it was indeed extraordinary.
Fang Shuwen observed her swordsmanship and felt that if given time and her internal energy cultivation deepened, she might not be no match for Tong Tianba.
Autumn was approaching when a sudden autumn rain disrupted the group's journey.
A porter reported that there was a teahouse ahead where one could take shelter from the rain.
However, with so many people around, it might attract unnecessary attention.
Lu Guiyan pondered for a moment, then looked at the situation of the two masters and servants.
These two weren't completely incapable of martial arts, but they were just quite ordinary.
The autumn rain is chilly; if I keep getting soaked like this, I might fall seriously ill.
If they go back and lack medical care and medicine, they might die on the road.
He gritted his teeth and headed towards the teahouse.
The teahouse wasn't far away, and when I got closer, I saw that it was quite crowded.
The main reason was that a group of passing merchants were also taking shelter from the rain here. They had three carriages and more than ten guards, which took up most of the small teahouse.
The remaining tables were filled with single-handed charlatans, armed with knives and swords.
There were also groups of three or five young people gathered together, talking loudly.
Fang Shuwen's gaze fell on a young man dressed in black. Because of his conflict with the Fierce Tiger Gang, Fang Shuwen had become quite sensitive to people dressed in black with tiger patterns embroidered on their cuffs.
However, after a quick glance, I noticed that his clothes were all black, without a single embroidery, so he probably wasn't a member of the Fierce Tiger Gang.
Of course, nothing is absolute, so we still need to be a little careful.
Especially the sword that the man in black placed on the table... its design was quite unique, with the hilt shaped like a Qilin's head, its mouth wide open, spitting out the blade and returning it to its sheath, making it look anything but ordinary.
Fang Shuwen's gaze swept over him, then glanced at the man in blue sitting at another table.
This was a middle-aged man who seemed to be in poor health, coughing from time to time.
Fang Shuwen noticed him because he discovered that the group of young people who were talking loudly, although they seemed indifferent, were actually always secretly glancing at this person.
But what is the relationship between the two?
Lu Guiyan also took in the situation inside the teahouse and whispered instructions:
"Take care to avoid the rain, and leave as soon as it stops."
Everyone nodded in agreement before entering the teahouse.
The waiter was very enthusiastic, after all, they were all gods of wealth.
Lu Guiyan was extremely cautious, as anything she put in her mouth had to be handled with utmost care. Not only did she use silver needles to test for poison, but one of her bodyguards even took out a small mouse from his robes to test the food before daring to put it in her mouth.
Fang Shuwen looked on with curiosity, wondering where he usually hid the rat.
A sip of hot tea did indeed bring a bit of warmth.
Of course, this is irrelevant to the Fang Shuwen...
His internal energy cultivation was so profound that he was impervious to both heat and cold.
But then a sneer rang out; it was the middle-aged man in the blue robe.
"You've tested it with a silver needle and a mouse, does that mean it's not poisonous?"
Upon hearing this, the one who was most nervous was not Lu Guiyan.
Instead, it was the group of three or five young people who suddenly turned pale and looked at the teacup in front of them.
P. S.: Thank you everyone for your concern about this ailment. It's been going on for months, sometimes even six months at a time, and when it does flare up, it's really uncomfortable. But these past few days, I'm almost back to normal, so don't worry!
Tonight is New Year's Eve. Happy New Year to everyone!
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