"Our family's traditional boxing method is called Five Beasts Fist. It comes from our ancestors' imitation of five animals: tigers, leopards, snakes, apes, and bears, taking their shapes and meanings."
The young man in practice clothes stood in the rain and made a Starting Stance.
"Tiger's Might."
He slowly raised his hand, used his waist to exert force, and the force was transmitted to his hand. In an instant, he punched out, like a tiger descending from the mountain, making a hunting sound, and the scattered rainwater splashed into clusters of water.
"Leopard's Speed."
The two fists were thrown together, as fast as an phantom, leaving only water splashing.
"Snake's Flexibility."
The fierce punches began to slow down gradually, and the arms tactfully changed like a spiritual snake.
"Ape's Agility."
The soft fist gradually gained strength, and the young man's whole body moved with the fist. He could see in all directions and listen in all directions, like a dexterous ape.
"Bear's Strength."
The speed of this nimble ape gradually slowed down, and then the whole body seemed to be close to an enemy. The center of gravity was pressed down, and the waist, hips, shoulders, elbows and hands were pressed together. All the strength of the body was used in one place, and it hit the void, causing the entire rainwater to splash into a diffuse mist.
"Sir, this is my Five Beasts Fist."
The young man retracted his movements, raised his head, took a deep breath, and looked up at He Ao.
He had learned this set of boxing since he was a child, and had already practiced it to perfection. After completing a set of boxing, a sense of self-confidence slowly rose.
He Ao looked at the young man's somewhat excited expression and said calmly, "Do it again."
"Oh, okay."
The young man was stunned, but he still raised his hand obediently, ready to hit again.
However, this time he had just done Starting Stance when he heard the voice of He Ao, "Lift your hand up one centimeter and don't move your wrist."
The young man didn't know why, but he still obeyed. For some reason, after he followed He Ao's instructions, he felt a little lighter for no reason.
The family-inherited boxing technique that I originally thought I had perfected seems to have many loopholes now.
It was like a well frog jumped out of the well and saw the vast sky.
"Be still," a soft drink awoke the young man from his thoughts. He Ao glanced at him and continued, "For the next move, move your elbow half a centimeter to the right."
As He Ao instructed the young man to change his moves one by one, the appearance of this set of boxing techniques also gradually changed.
Feng Ling held up an umbrella and looked at the young man's movements. She didn't know much about boxing, but she could clearly feel that her friend's movements were becoming natural little by little.
If the young man's movements before could clearly show this powerful boxing technique, after being corrected by this "Hire Mercenary", his movements became like... like...
Feng Ling thought for a while, and a word came to her mind.
"Of course"
Yes, of course.
The young man's boxing technique before looked like it was a person punching, a person imitating an animal, but now his boxing technique seemed to be like this, the animal's movements should have been like this, he was not imitating, he himself seemed to have become another tiger or another cheetah.
Originate from nature and return to nature.
At this moment Feng Ling has only one thought in his mind.
Oh my god, have you really met a peerless master?!
She even began to wonder if there was a white-haired and childlike-looking Old Man living under He Ao's paper bag.
The peerless master has a young voice?
It makes sense to rejuvenate oneself, right?
While Feng Ling was thinking wildly, He Ao had already instructed the young man to modify his original movements.
He Ao does not understand Five Beasts Fist, but he has "qi" in his body. Through the blessing of "qi", he can easily see the path of energy flowing through the young man's body when he is boxing, and can see where the energy is slowed down and hindered when the young man practices martial arts.
The Energy Circuit given by Talent Sequence is often biased toward perfection. It is directly implanted into the human body with the arrival of Talent Sequence.
This is not the case with martial arts, which is a method of self-cultivation. Since everything is starting from scratch, there will be detours.
In fact, if there is no guidance from teachers who think they already have "qi", most people will inevitably take detours.
When Regit first started practicing martial arts, he took many detours because of the wrong direction. Being able to train Body Tempering Art to the limit is also a combination of luck and talent.
Without the guidance of He Ao, it would have taken years or decades for this young man in the martial arts uniform to discover the shortcomings of his own boxing skills, and then it would have taken even longer to correct them, or he would never have been able to correct them.
The young man in the training uniform obviously understood this truth. After he performed a set of punches, he felt much more relaxed, and the road that had already reached its upper limit continued to see the direction of progress.
This inevitably made him a little excited.
"Fight again as I just said."
He Ao said calmly.
The young man quickly calmed down and began to continue boxing.
At this time Feng Ling came over carefully,
"Master, do you think I have any martial arts talent? Am I the kind of martial arts wizard who is rare to see in a hundred years?"
He Ao glanced at her, "No."
Feng Ling:······
When boxing this time, the young man gradually became familiar with the fusion and the changes that He Ao gave him. His movements were a little unfamiliar at first, but then slowly began to become smoother.
After finishing this time, he looked at He Ao excitedly, "Thank you sir for your teaching. Can you please accept me as your disciple?"
He Ao glanced at him, shook off the water droplets on the umbrella, turned around and prepared to leave.
Upon seeing this, the young man quickly knelt down in front of He Ao and kowtowed to He Ao, "Please, sir, accept me as your disciple."
The rain soaked his clothes and hair.
Once a person has seen hope, he will never be able to endure the dark days again, just like a drowning person who sees straw and desperately tries to grasp it.
"Sir, sir, please teach me."
The young man was kneeling on the ground, already speaking a little incoherently, "Students are willing to take the lead for the teacher and do the hard work of dogs and horses, no matter how hard they work, no matter how hard they work."
He Ao turned sideways, preparing to avoid the young man.
The young man quickly moved his body and blocked his way. His face was full of anxiety, and tears mixed with the rain fell down, "Sir..."
Feng Ling also felt that this time might be crucial for her friend. She threw away her umbrella and knelt down in front of He Ao.
"Master, although this friend of mine is naive, he learns things very quickly. He has been able to learn martial arts since he was a child. Moreover, he is an honest and honest person. He is a fool who studies martial arts. He will never do anything to disgrace your reputation. If you ask him to go east, he does not dare to go west. If you ask him to go west, he does not dare to go east, so just accept him."
He Ao looked at the two people in Rain Curtain calmly.
After a brief pause, he whispered, "Get up."
The young man was stunned, thinking that He Ao was going to continue to chase him away, so he quickly said, "Sir..."
"Leave a phone number and get up."
He Ao repeated calmly.
The young man was immediately stunned, "Sir, what is this?"
Feng Ling reacted immediately. She took out a notebook and a pen from her small bag, quickly wrote down a phone number in the rain, tore off the page, and handed it to He Ao.
"Sir, phone number."