God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 751: Monkey Fist
Xu Jingxing really didn't realize that Xiao Dong actually practiced monkey boxing, because there are too few people practicing monkey boxing now, and what should I say about monkey boxing, in the past, he could still make a living, and making a living as a performer was more promising The head is so good-looking, if it is really impossible, I can play a monkey king or something on the stage.

But who is watching this now?Whether it is for martial arts or fitness, there are many boxing styles that are easy to learn, practice and look good, and there is no monkey boxing.And let's practice monkey boxing, this talent is very important, for a tall man like Xu Jingxing to practice monkey boxing, he is definitely not as fast as someone with a body like Xiao Dong's.

Therefore, people who practice Monkey Boxing are very rare nowadays, and those who have practiced to a certain level are even rarer.

He had seen before that Xiao Dong had kung fu, but Xiao Dong was driving all the time, so he had no way of judging what kind of kung fu Xiao Dong practiced.But just now, I just saw Xiao Dong's expression was a bit like an anxious monkey, and he teased him casually, but he got the right answer unexpectedly.

But he didn't care too much. To be able to hang out in Yunsheng Teahouse, he must be a person in the Jianghu. Some kung fu is the most basic requirement, not to mention that he has even seen practitioners like Feng Zhihuan and Tang Long. A mere boy who practices monkey boxing will definitely not be able to catch his eyes.

But this little Dong is really likable, although he is thin and a bit wretched, but when paired with that monkey-headed monkey's cleverness, he is quite pleasing, and it is easy to win people's favor.

Thinking about how Xiao Dong provided him with a few extra pieces of key information today, even though he received money, it was still considered a favor, after all, he was just a driver leading the way, so he could have kept silent.

So he thought for a while and said: "Add a WeChat account. I have a boxing book of monkey boxing at home, which was handed down from the Zhang family in Jidong. Mr. Zhang’s handwritten notes should be helpful to you, I’ll scan them and send them to you when I go back, and I’m not letting this inheritance be broken in my hands.” Speaking of this, he smiled: “Of course, it definitely couldn’t be done in the first place. For you, that thing will be an antique after decades."

Xiao Dong was stunned, "Well, Mr. Xu, this is not very good, I, I don't get rewarded for nothing..."

It can be seen that Xiao Dong really wants to accept his kindness, and he looks very excited. After all, the Zhang family lineage of Jidong Monkey Boxing is also a relatively complete and distinctive line in the inheritance of Monkey Boxing. Seeing the music scores annotated by Mr. Zhang himself, must it be a blessing?

Mr. Zhang Jidong may not be a well-known figure in the martial arts world, but he is a contemporary master in the Monkey Boxing school. Unfortunately, he passed away before the new century.

Therefore, the boxing manual annotated by Mr. Zhang is a priceless treasure to Xiao Dong who is practicing monkey boxing. It's just that he has no friendship with Xu Jingxing, so he is too embarrassed to accept such a heavy gift.

Xu Jingxing said with a smile: "There is no such thing as merit or reward. I simply don't want this inheritance to disappear. If it weren't for the fact that there are too few people practicing Monkey Fist, it would not be your turn. Just pass on Mr. Zhang's boxing skills, don't think too much about it, if you still don't want to accept it, then give me a promise to do something for me when I need you, how about it?"

It's all said and done, if you still don't agree, Xiao Dong will be a fool.

So Xiaodong jumped out of the car excitedly, "Mr. Xu, you are too generous, thank you, that promise is valid at any time, it is valid while I am alive, and it will still be valid after I die. As long as the promise is still there, it will be valid for generations. Pass it on."

"Haha, that's too serious," he laughed, went straight to the car, and added Xiao Dong's WeChat.

After the car had driven for a certain distance, Xiao Dong remembered the business, "Mr. Xu, what's the matter with that surnamed Xiao? It was like seeing a ghost. When he came out, his face was as pale as a sticker. It terribly frightened me."

Of course he wouldn't tell the truth, he just smiled and said, "Did I tell you, it's just to scare him, who knows he's not so good at scaring."

"Well, I hope that person surnamed Xiao doesn't fall into the moat, otherwise we have to bear some responsibility, but as long as you don't leave any evidence, it's fine."

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no evidence left. I just left a palm print on his hood, hehe." , this matter will spread, not to mention that Yunsheng Tea House sells news for a living, this kind of thing can't be hidden from their ears, so it would be more frank to say it directly.

Sure enough, Xiao Dong was speechless when he heard that, "The hood of Ferrari, that guy is forged from titanium alloy, right? You can leave your palm prints on it, that's such a profound skill, no wonder you don't like Mr. Zhang." Inheritance."

"Hey, I haven't practiced martial arts for long, the main reason is my strength, and it's innate," he said modestly.

"No matter how strong the strength is, it is still a fleshy palm. If it is not strong, how can it be possible to leave a palm print on that kind of alloy plate? For ordinary people, even if you give him a sledgehammer, he may not be able to smash a hole Come on, it’s not bad if you can smash some paint leather,” Xiao Dong is an expert after all, and he knows best what it means to leave a palm print on an alloy plate.

As a result, Xiao Dong became more cautious when driving, for fear of accidentally taking the master-level boxer in the car into a ditch.

When Xu Jingxing quietly returned to the room, Yin Xiaojing was still in a deep sleep. Looking at Yin Xiaojing who was as quiet as a baby, he lowered his head and kissed him lightly, then changed into pajamas and slipped into the study.

After closing the door and closing the curtains, he took out the pens, inks, papers and inkstones one by one, tidying up the same, preparing the same, grinding what should be ground, soaking what should be soaked, blending what should be mixed, and carefully handling the preparation work. thin.

This is preparation work, and it is also a process for him to quickly enter the state. If he starts to do it as soon as he comes back, his mood will still fluctuate greatly, and his mental state will not be calm enough. Creative interest all day long.

And through this seemingly tedious preparation work, he can quickly enter the creative state. This is not a unique secret, but it is also a good method taught to him by his father, and he has been used to it for so many years.

Sure enough, when he made the preparations and picked up the brush, there was only a piece of blank rice paper left in his eyes, and countless pictures appeared in his heart like a kaleidoscope. These many pictures are like The kaleidoscope is chaotic and complicated, but it is gradually combined into a complete picture scroll under his combing.

(End of this chapter)