my sister is not a helper

Chapter 136

Tian Fuzhen not only sprained her ankle, but also suffered from cramp.

I couldn't catch up with Lin Zhe for a long time, and I didn't see my best friend coming back. The dancing girl also got angry, and ended up being sad.

Under Tian Fuzhen's bright hinting eyes, Lin Zhe didn't put the girl on his shoulders to savor the softness.

He supported Tian Fuzhen, ignoring the latter's one-legged performance, and helped her to the nearby riverside garden.

"You are a dancer, you should know how to alleviate this situation, right?"

The dancing girl looked at Lin Zhe eagerly: "I know, my teammates rubbed it for me before."

Lin Zhe turned his head and was about to ask Qin Muyu to rub Tian Fuzhen's legs, but found that she had already hidden far away, practicing Tai Chi in a posture.

"Okay, I'll rub it for you, don't regret it!"

"Oh, I believe in you, just don't break my leg."

Lin Zhe lifted up Tian Fuzhen's trousers, revealing her fair, slender, shaved calves.

Then, Lin Zhe did something wrong.

"Awww~~~"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh~~"

Qin Muyu had just performed a hand gesture at the side, and before he could tie up his clothes, he heard Tian Fuzhen's screams.

Subconsciously, she ran to this side.

Although Lin Zhe looked like an upright gentleman, who knew if he was a beast in clothes?
At this moment, the sky is just getting dark, and there is almost no one in the garden by the river, and there is no one in the wild.
But when Qin Muyu ran over, he found that Lin Zhe's method seemed familiar.

And the dancing girl's face was full of tears, falling off like flowers that had been torn by the autumn wind.

"Okay, stand up and try."

Lin Zhe finished the work soon, and helped Tian Fuzhen to stand up and try by herself.

"Lin Zhe, are you too cruel?"

Tian Fuzhen held her mouth and stood up, just complained, but found that her leg didn't hurt anymore.

Lin Zhe's "national art" talent has been promoted to the "proficient" state. Healing bruises and selling Dali pills are all auxiliary skills of the national art.

"That's amazing, Lin Zhe, how did you do it?"

The dancing girl stomped her feet continuously, turned around twice, and grabbed Lin Zhe's arm: "This skill is good, teach me!"

Lin Zhe shook his head and said, "I can't teach you this."

"why?"

"Pass on the male but not the female, pass on the inside but not the outside."

"."

"You are an old feudal concept. How many traditional national quintessences we had in the Great Wei Dynasty were lost because of your thinking."

Tian Fuzhen chattered endlessly, but Lin Zhe smiled and remained silent.

Qin Muyu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she leaned into her best friend's ear and whispered something.

The dancing girl's cheeks turned red.

Many traditional massage techniques are passed on to men but not to women, not only because a woman has a different surname when she marries, but also because men and women are not intimate.

It's okay to rub your legs and feet. If you rub some places, something will happen.

Perhaps Tian Fuzhen was thinking wrong, stuck out her tongue at Lin Zhe, instead of continuing to pester, but bowed her head and walked aside with Qin Muyu, and started practicing boxing after her.

Lin Zhe glanced at it casually, and found that the practice of the two was interesting.

Taijiquan is not so soft and effortless when practiced.

Unless you practice it as a health-preserving exercise, if you really want to practice well, it will take a lot of effort.

Many boxers who practice Tai Chi stop practicing at the age of 50. Why?
The kneecaps can't take it.

Many boxers eventually replaced their artificial joints, but it was the result of not knowing how to do it and practicing too much.

But the two girls, Tian Fuzhen and Qin Muyu, practiced so well that they obviously learned the authentic formula of breathing.

Especially Qin Muyu, who can already be called "beginner".

After practicing 36 hands, Tian Fuzhen felt sweat slightly on her forehead.

She turned her head and saw Lin Zhe was looking at it seriously, and said with a smile, "How about it? Want to learn? I am the authentic Tan family!"

Lin Zhe also smiled, opened his posture in front of the two of them, and started fighting calmly.

Xu Ling's top strength, sinking shoulders and dropping elbows, flowing clouds and flowing water, endlessly.

Lin Zhe just played a few moves, and Tian Fuzhen couldn't laugh anymore.

Even if she didn't work very hard and practiced loosely, she was taught by a famous teacher.

As soon as Lin Zhe made a move, she knew that he was much stronger than herself.

Tian Fuzhen glanced at Qin Muyu, and the latter also had a dignified expression.

The two worshiped the same master, Qin Muyu is very talented, and has been praised as "acquired the true biography". Sometimes when talking about many boxers who are known as "famous masters", he would also sneer.

But now she looked at Lin Zhe more seriously than when she watched the master's demonstration.

Especially in the middle of the practice, when Lin Zhe exerted force casually, the shadow of the fist that was almost blurred, and the crisp sound of piercing the air made Qin Muyu's face change even more.

After Lin Zhe finished practicing, Qin Muyu bowed his hands and saluted: "Qin Muyu, Tan's No. 13th generation disciple, may I ask which school you are the master of?"

"Me? I have no family or sect!"

"It's unlikely."

Qin Muyu didn't believe it, because she knew too well the way to practice boxing.

Without the guidance of a famous teacher, it is impossible for Lin Zhe to practice to this level.

Although there are often rumors of Chuanwu being crushed by fighting, one is "practice" and the other is "fighting", and they should not be compared at all.

Many methods of martial arts are actually a means of practice, a way to strengthen the body and acquire basic fighting abilities.

As for training your body well and how far you can use your fighting ability in the end, that is the category of "fighting".

And this "practice" is the basis of "fighting".

You only practice and don't fight all day, who can you beat?

"Should I push it?"

Lin Zhe wrapped the towel he carried with him around his arms, smiled and gestured to Qin Muyu.

"it is good!"

Qin Muyu stretched out his hand, put it together with Lin Zhe's wrist, and began to push his hands through a towel.

In Tai Chi push hands, the most important thing is "listening power". In fact, the comparison is reaction speed and explosive power.

Qin Muyu's push hands is very good, which makes Lin Zhe a little strange, she has the habit of cleanliness, how can she practice push hands?

This push wooden stake can't be practiced, and the sensitivity is not enough through a layer of towel!
Qin Muyu was obviously serious, and kept fighting with Lin Zhe, trying to get back the face he lost while running just now.

But Lin Zhe kept defending, and her strength was unpredictable, so she couldn't find a chance to exert strength at all.

So Qin Muyu said displeasedly: "Can you be more serious?"

Lin Zhe nodded apologetically: "Okay!"

"Bang~"

Qin Muyu's tall figure lost his balance, his feet almost flew up, and he fell towards the green belt next to him.

Lin Zhe hurried to catch up, and the moment Qin Muyu fell into the flowers, he grabbed her by the waist and fished her up.

But when he hugged Qin Muyu's waist, the other party seemed like a carp, jumping nervously.

Lifting his calf, he kicked Lin Zhe's vitals with force.

"Crack~"

Lin Zhe dodged the key point, and his thigh took the opponent's kick abruptly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I missed it"

After Qin Muyu finished kicking, she also knew that she overreacted, so she apologized repeatedly.

Lin Zhe frowned, a little angry.

It is impossible for anyone not to be angry if he suffers from the death of his children and grandchildren.

If it wasn't for Lin Zhe's proficiency in Guoshu, he would have been admitted to the urology department for 120 by now.

(End of this chapter)