Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 92
After Fang Qiaotong walked out of the study, Fang Zhishan asked Lin Yiran to sit on the sofa.

The old man came up to pour tea for Lin Yiran himself.

"I don't know, does Mr. Lin like to drink herbal tea or hot tea?"

Generally speaking, the so-called herbal tea and hot tea do not mean hot or cold, but raw or cooked tea, or in other words, cold or warm.

Regarding this, Lin Yiran didn't pay much attention to it, and said lightly: "Anything is fine."

After taking a sip of tea, Fang Zhishan took the initiative to open the chatter box: "Mr. Lin, I was surprised after learning about you. I would like to say a few more words, old man, and I hope you don't mind. ——In some people I know Among the masters, there are not only three or two who can defeat Jiang Bo, there are also those who can defeat him within ten strokes. But...with all due respect, their age is at least 50 to [-] years old. When I knew your age, I was not willing to believe it for a while."

After a pause, Fang Zhishan said with a smile: "Later, after I confirmed the matter in detail, I realized that it was the old man who had lost my knowledge in the past few years."

Lin Yiran said indifferently: "It's just superficial, Mr. Fang praised it absurdly."

fur?

Fang Zhishan looked at Lin Yiran, and there was a hint of amusement in his smiling eyes, as if he wanted to see through Lin Yiran.

But after working hard for a long time, he still couldn't see a flaw in Lin Yiran's expression.

Noticing Fang Zhishan's eyes, Lin Yiran said lightly: "What do you see?"

When Lin Yiran said it directly, Fang Zhishan smiled sarcastically. He often looks at people like this. Although he does not show hostility, everyone he looks at, especially young people, will show a little bit of embarrassment.

But Lin Yiran... nothing unusual at all, but he took the initiative to say something, which made Fang Zhishan a little embarrassed.

At this time, Fang Qiaotong opened the door and walked in, holding a black leather suitcase in her hand.

The suitcase is a bit big and looks heavy, as if it contains some valuables.

According to visual inspection, this suitcase weighs about tens of kilograms, and Fang Qiaotong can lift it with one hand. It can be seen that Fang Qiaotong's ability is not low.

"Open it."

Fang Zhishan said.

Fang Qiaotong opened the suitcase, and took out thick pieces of iron from inside. Then, under Lin Yiran's watchful eye, Fang Qiaotong assembled these iron pieces one by one.

In the end, it turned out to be the kind of wooden dummy needed for practicing Wing Chun.

But if you look closely, there are still some differences.

Fang Zhishan stood up, walked towards the man pile made of iron blocks, took a deep breath, and then used a set of body skills to make a few simple moves.

After a few slaps, the tiger was full of wind, and every punch and palm came out with a strong force.

According to the previous observation of that Jiang Bo's strength, Lin Yiran can now roughly infer that Fang Zhishan is obviously a practicing internal master, and his strength...should be in the late stage of the Houtian realm.

After finishing a set of punches, Fang Zhishan turned his head and smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, old man, what do you think of my set of punches?"

Before Lin Yiran could speak, two figures suddenly walked in from the door.

One old and one young.

The young man was the Fang Zelei I saw outside the main hall before, and the old man in front of him seemed to be about the same age as Fang Zhishan, so I don't know what his background was.

"Brother Fang, you are getting more and more beautiful with this set of ancient martial arts secrets of sticking to the mountain and relying on combination punches. You put your inner strength outwards, you are loose but not crazy, you are steady with fierceness, fierce with softness. Powerful, sharp."

Hearing these words, Lin Yiran pondered for a while.

Sticking to the mountain?
He had heard before that Bajiquan is close to the body, but the difference between this and the mountain is only one word, so he doesn't know where the difference is.

At least, judging from the fact that Fang Zhishan used stakes similar to Wing Chun to practice boxing, it should be significantly different from Wing Chun and Bajiquan.

Or... is it a fusion of these two boxing techniques, and then some improvements have been made?
Lin Yiran didn't pay attention to the two people who came in, especially the old man who seemed to be quite imposing. Very average.

Of course, he didn't measure it from the perspective of a cultivator, but from a pure martial arts perspective. Just now, Fang Zhishan's boxing set was obviously flawed, and it should be the same as him, an iron boxer who practiced boxing. The stakes are related.

"Grandpa, what my master said is right! The set of punches you punched this time is stronger than the one I saw you punch last time, and it's also full of beauty!"

Fang Zelei took the opportunity to flatter him.

Fang Zhishan just smiled faintly, his grandson has a very sweet mouth, he has long been used to it.

Fang Zhishan said indifferently: "Brother Chen, you are absurd, in fact, my boxing technique has now entered a bottleneck, and it has been more than a year, and I have not been able to realize the truth of breakthrough. That's why I invited this Mr. Lin here today."

"Mr. Lin?"

The old man called Brother Chen's eyes froze slightly. He looked in Lin Yiran's direction and looked Lin Yiran up and down. He didn't feel how powerful Lin Yiran was and how young he was.

There was a trace of undisguised contempt in his eyes, and he sneered and said: "So young, it seems that Mr. Lin is another martial arts theorist, right?"

Martial arts theorists are a type of people who have been active in martial arts circles and related groups all year round. They don't have much strength themselves, and they can't even fight a set of basic internal boxing combinations. However, they are very concerned about the so-called Martial arts and internal training methods have an awesome theory that seems to be unmatched by anyone.

This kind of people is not liked by the ancient martial arts and martial arts circles, but this kind of people are often active in the media. There are often some so-called martial arts masters and martial arts masters on the Internet. It is this kind of "martial arts theorist", who speaks clearly and logically, but in fact they are just some guys who live off their mouths.

Of course, some of them are very reasonable, but... that is only a very small part.

"Master, this is Lin Yiran, the master Lin who was rumored to have defeated Jiang Bo, who was ranked fourth in the Jiangnan province master list."

When Fang Zelei said this, the old man surnamed Chen couldn't help laughing: "Oh, so, you are the master Lin that Xiaotong mentioned, and you are not a martial arts theorist. It seems...it is the old man, I misunderstood."

After a pause, the old man surnamed Chen changed his mind and said: "Old man Chen Zhongquan, he is a disciple of the Xingyang sect, and he is now a familiar face in the ancient martial arts world. "

(End of this chapter)