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Green hoops, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle, two lonely figures, an old man and a young man, are sitting quietly fishing by the lake.

This is Li Changsheng's daily life today.

Some helpless and very confused.

"Old man, the day after tomorrow is the day to challenge Mo Jiaquan, are we a little ..."

Looking at the old man's indifferent face, Li Changsheng's heart was anxious.

"What's the rush?" Zhang Youdao glanced at Li Changsheng, his expression still indifferent.

"Anxious fish will not take the bait, you have to learn from those anglers, you see how patient people are."

Saying that, Zhang Youdao pointed to the fishing guys on the other side who were fishing with professional fishing equipment.

These people Li Changsheng has long noticed that Mojia Village seems to have developed a farmhouse here, and fishing is one of the projects, all of which come from the nearby urban area.

Sometimes he really can't understand this group of anglers, and he sits all day, maybe this is the fun of anglers.

"Old man, this is not a way, you know me, I don't have any actual combat experience with Chuanwu opponents now." Li Changsheng had to persuade again.

When the old man called him this morning, he thought that this was about to start special training, and the result...

"Hehe, isn't this special training?"

"This is special training?"

Li Changsheng looked at Zhang Youdao with an expression of you teasing me.

"You are too anxious, so that even if you are specially trained, you can't beat that Mo Xinliang, you know, Mo Jiaquan likes to peek big from small flaws. Their legs are fast and dense, urgent and urgent.

If you start out frizzy, you won't even have a chance to shoot.

Zhang Youdao's gaze fell on the surface of the lake again, as if he had just said this, just casually.

Li Changsheng was in deep thought, thinking about it carefully, he was indeed a little anxious, especially when the old man mentioned yesterday that the man had already trained the Mo family boxing to the bone, that urgency was even more obvious.

Thinking clearly, Li Changsheng also began to gradually relax, his eyes focused on the fishing rod, and on the side, the Neidan Jinggong began to cycle the week.

In the past two days, Neidan Jinggong can also be regarded as the initial results, the time of the week is shortened to once an hour, and the growth of Shouyuan is not too exaggerated, but the same as before.

After another hour, Zhang Youdao caught a fish and then opened his mouth leisurely.

"Now that your heart has been settled, let's get started."

Hearing this, Li Changsheng was overjoyed, but he still thought of Zhang Youdao's teachings just now, and his heart gradually precipitated.

Seeing this, Zhang Youdao nodded in satisfaction.

"You see the stakes over there are none."

Saying that, Zhang Youdao pointed to some dense and chaotic wooden stakes not far away that were hidden for most of the lake.

These wooden stakes Li Chang found when he was born, and he had some doubts in his heart, and he thought that this was a wooden stake used to block fish, and it should be fishing nets and the like.

It's not that simple now.

"On weekdays, the children in the village who know Mojiaquan will practice on it, and most of the Mojia leg skills are in footwork, practicing footwork, first on the ground, later on plum blossom piles, and then that's it."

Seeing Zhang Youdao saying that the person had come to these lakes, his figure jumped lightly, and he came to a wooden stake.

This wooden stake is deep in the water, but the soil in the water is very soft, ordinary people standing up may shake from side to side, and even tilt into the lake with the stake, but Zhang Youdao is extremely stable like a pine cypress.

"Come up!" Zhang Youdao drank lightly.

Looking at these wooden stakes that were a little undulating with the agitation of the water, Li Changsheng was very suspicious that this was actually a floating pile.

However, when the old man spoke, he still gritted his teeth, imitated Zhang Youdao's movements, and jumped lightly.

Crash!

His feet sank, and then with a rush, Li Changsheng planted directly into the lake without accident, stirring up ripples.

Fortunately, it is far from the opposite shore here, otherwise those anglers may scold their mothers.

Fortunately, Li Changsheng has a systematic solidification memory, can constantly summarize mistakes, and only fell into the lake five times, and successfully stood firm on the stake.

"Well, it's good, you can stand firm so quickly, it seems that your Tai Chi pile has improved again."

Zhang Youdao is right, and the Tai Chi pile is also very beneficial to stabilizing.

In particular, Li Changsheng began to practice pile walking on the basin some time ago, and he was able to adapt so quickly thanks to the skill of pile walking.

"Mo family leg inherits from the north leg, and the representative of the north leg, that is, Tan leg and poke foot flip leg, but Mo family leg is more like Tan leg, so I will show Tan leg later, and then you and I practice."

After all, Zhang Youdao was born in the Northland and stayed in the Northland for the longest time, so he really knows a lot about some martial arts in the North.

Li Changsheng has also heard a little about these two northern legs, and it is said that the famous martial arts star Li Lianjie, known as the emperor of kung fu, is a foot poke flip leg, and his teacher is a foot poke flip man.

After just a little thought, Li Changsheng nodded and quickly sank his mind and concentrated, because the old man had already begun to show the rumored Tan leg.

In fact, it is extremely difficult to cast legs on this extremely unstable water stake, ordinary people are unstable to stand, and one leg goes out, sometimes both legs have to be vacated, which is more difficult to control.

But the old man's leg technique on the stake was not affected in the slightest, and his grasp of balance had reached the point of forming an instinct.

I saw Zhang Youdao standing on a wooden stake on one leg, kicking quickly and intensively, but very rhythmic, and the range of action was not much at all, but the speed was as fast as thunder, and I could only see the leg shadow emerging in front of my eyes.

And after one cycle, a leg kicker jumps directly to another stake, and his legs occasionally alternate in the air for continuous and uninterrupted kicks.

There was a dense whistling sound of strong wind in the air, like a continuous low muffled sound exploding.

But Li Changsheng found that this Tan leg not only has a leg method, but also from time to time the old man will punch, and the fist is as fierce as a cannon, and he has the skill of combining elbow punch and boxing.

"What I just showed is that Tan's leg's lower plate move pays attention to the leg three inches but no more than the knee, the move is small and fast, and there is no danger of being defeated when attacking, in addition, you can't think that Tan's leg only has leg moves!"

Saying that the old man is another boxing routine, "However, the boxing routine of Mojiaquan rarely has the shadow of Tan Leg, and the Tan Leg Boxing Routine is a bit similar to the Eight Poles, this move is like the Eight Poles Standing Heavenly Cannon!" As

soon as the words fell, I saw the old man, his legs were separated and stood in two, his legs were not crotch, his feet did not leave the pile, his waist was like a horse, and his fists were curled up like cannonballs entering the chest.

Crash!

The old man stomped his legs suddenly, and he saw that his whole body seemed to be in a dull roar, his fists suddenly blasted out diagonally upwards, and his fists smashed out like a dragon before thunder and moved first, several meters apart, as if there was a strong wind, like the wind blowing a tree and a hundred branches, the power was terrifying.

When the punch fell, Zhang Youdao stopped and stood still, and a breath began to slowly breathe.

"Old man, I'm afraid this punch of yours is not going to kill people!" Li Changsheng's eyes flashed brightly.

Obviously, he didn't fight against the real thing, but with this momentum, he knew that this move was not simple.

"Bajiquan is like this, just as the so-called shape and meaning kill people in a year, the eight poles are not afraid of gods and ghosts. If you practice your fist well, you can do the same. Zhang Youdao said leisurely.

"What about Tai Chi?" Li Changsheng thought of the Tai Chi pile he practiced.

"Tai Chi, you mentioned it like this, I also remembered a sentence, Tai Chi did not go out for ten years, the shape meant to kill people in a year, and the eight poles of that year scared people to death." Zhang Youdao patted his head and smiled.