Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 176
At night, Feng's villa.

The head of the Feng family sat quietly in the living room, waiting for the arrival of the mysterious guest.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he wondered what kind of person could make Maitreya, the leader of the Qincheng Blood Gang, bow his head and bow down to him.

That person must be difficult!
Since the Patriarch of the Feng family is the helm of one of the three major consortiums, and his capital is more than [-] billion, most people naturally don't pay attention to it.

When Mai Le and others arrived at the door, the Patriarch of the Feng family went out to greet him, but seeing Wu Xuan who was in his 20s, even though he had been in the business world for decades, he couldn't help being surprised. The Wu Xuan that Mi Le said was too young.

However, many years of experience told him that he dare not take it too seriously, after all, this person cannot be judged by his age.

"Come in!"

Wu Xuan took Athena to sit on the chair. The decoration of this living room can be described as extremely luxurious, and the golden nanmu and red sandalwood furniture alone are worth hundreds of millions.

Real rich people don't use gold to decorate, they need something with heritage to show their identity.

For example, ancient wooden furniture, porcelain, calligraphy and painting...

"I heard that brother Wu is very good at martial arts. If I have time, I, an old man, would like to ask for advice!" Feng Tianlong, the Patriarch of the Feng family, said with a smile.

"It's all the kung fu of a three-legged cat, it's not worth showing embarrassment!"

Hearing Wu Xuan's words, Maitreya almost vomited blood. If Wu Xuan's kung fu is a three-legged cat, then his kung fu can't even be considered hairy.

"Haha, my old man also knows that people don't speak dark words, so he cut straight to the point."

"Speak quickly! Good!" Wu Xuan gave Feng Tianlong an appreciative glance.

"Brother Wu, drink a cup of tea first!"

Feng Tianlong first ejected a cup of brewed tea directly towards Wu Xuan, only to see the teacup spinning rapidly in the air without spilling a single drop of water.

Feng Tianlong thought to himself, if Wu Xuan couldn't even hold his cup of tea, then he was not worthy of discussing cooperation with him.

Wu Xuan was also surprised, Feng Tianlong is also a trainer in his feelings, just with this cup of tea flying in the air, it is not difficult to see that his control of strength has deepened, he is considered a master.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!"

Wu Xuan spread his hand, and the rapidly spinning teacup fell into Wu Xuan's hand straight and impartial, without moving at all.

Feng Tianlong was shocked, this... How much palm strength is needed for this!
"The tea is a bit hot!"

After Wu Xuan finished speaking, he threw the teacup into the air, and the teacup actually stopped in the air. Looking carefully, it wasn't that it was stagnant, but because the teacup was spinning too fast, which created an illusion.

Because of Wu Xuan's internal force, the tea in the teacup directly flew out of the tea cover, and the tea formed a splash in the air, just like a swimming dragon.

Several people present were dumbfounded.

The teacup landed on the table impartially, and the tea, which was flying like a dragon, fell into the water cup smoothly without splashing a single drop.

Wu Xuan picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Good tea!"

Then put the teacup on the tea table, at the same time, the tea lid just covered the teacup.

Feng Tianlong's body trembled uncontrollably, he knew better than anyone else that this skill alone was comparable to him.

How powerful it takes to do this is simply terrifying.

But he still underestimated Wu Xuan, because Wu Xuan's Huaxia Kungfu was learned from Elder Qin, and he didn't bother to use what Elder Qin taught him unless it was absolutely necessary.

To deal with ordinary enemies, fighting skills are enough, but if fighting skills are not good, you can use guns!

Why do you need the unique knowledge taught by Mr. Qin!
It's very simple, how can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife.

Feng Tianlong stared at Wu Xuan's black jewel-like eyes, he and Wu Xuan looked at each other, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, Wu Xuan's eyes were like black holes in the universe, exuding bottomless profundity.

He wouldn't be surprised if he saw this look on an old man in his 80s or 20s, but the one opposite him was a man in his [-]s!
"Buddha can cleanse the heart, and tea can cleanse the nature. There is sweetness in bitterness, bitterness in sweetness, bitterness first, sweetness, and life is the same."

Wu Xuan picked up the teacup again, shook his hand slightly, and exerted force secretly, the water in the teacup was pulled out with Wu Xuan's strength, spinning in the air like a vortex.

Wu Xuan waited until the water fell into the cup, and drank it all in one gulp: "The color is right! The taste is strong! I am lucky to be able to drink this tea today!"

"Thank you!"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xuan unexpectedly continued: "Although there are many schools of Chinese martial arts, with countless exercises and techniques, each of which is different, but the rules of their cultivation are generally similar. However, the higher the level of cultivation, the smaller the differences between them. .When it reaches the highest level, there is almost no difference between the various sects. It can be said that they all come to the same goal. Do everything according to the Tao, don’t force it.”

Feng Tianlong didn't understand what Wu Xuan meant by these words.

Suddenly, Feng Tianlong was stunned, this... this Wu Xuan saw his problem at a glance.

Yes, recently he did have a bit of fog in his martial arts research, like a layer of window paper, he always felt that he could go up to a higher level, but this layer of window paper couldn't be pierced.

Now, after staying with him for just a few minutes, Wu Xuan could see what his problem was, it was really terrifying.

In fact, Feng Tianlong is not only a bigwig in the business world, but also a master of martial arts, because his family has been a master of martial arts for generations, and he has practiced Changquan from generation to generation.

Wu Xuan continued: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Feng should practice Changquan, and practice it for generations."

"Do you know Changquan?" Feng Tianlong asked in surprise, because in today's society, martial arts are almost lost, especially Feng's parents' boxing is almost lost, and his son has only learned superficially. Hate iron but not steel.

Wu Xuan said with a smile: "Changquan is characterized by long strikes and long strikes when it is shot or kicked, and it pursues the technical effect of "one inch long and one inch stronger". It has stretch and generous, flexible and fast, and a combination of rigidity and softness. Because of its large range of joint movement, There are high requirements for the flexibility and elasticity of muscles and ligaments."

Feng Tianlong was as horrified as a rabbit, who is Wu Xuan in front of him?

Because there are only a handful of people who know that he can punch, and there are only a few people closest to him.

"Wu... Brother Wu, how do you know that I am practicing Changquan?"

"I knew it the moment you tossed your teacup in the air."

Feng Tianlong was extremely surprised. He knew the boxing skills at the moment of the shot, and he was indeed inferior to him.

"Let's talk about cooperation next?" Wu Xuan said with a smile.

"Brother Wu, can you discuss a few tricks with me!" Feng Tianlong felt that his request was not appropriate, since he just came here, he wanted to discuss.

But Feng Tianlong really didn't want to miss it, because he knew that Wu Xuan must be someone who had a particularly profound attainment in martial arts.

Even if he is not a martial arts master, he is not far behind.

"Competition? You are not my opponent!"

"Ah!" Feng Tianlong thought that Wu Xuan would refuse, but he didn't expect the other party to say such a thing.

(End of this chapter)