Fish swimming around the world

Meng Yi was dumbfounded. What, this is.

What are you doing with your slow gestures?

Is this also called Kung Fu? He was slower than me, right? He was knocked down with one punch.

Yuwen Chengxin was also confused.

If you have never eaten pork, you have always seen pigs running away. The Yuwen family travels all over the country, and there are many masters in the family. Who is quick, accurate and ruthless? Are you... here to make a joke?

It seems that the heavenly Master is not omnipotent, at least in the martial arts... haha...

After finishing a set of punches, Jiang Fan stopped and exhaled, feeling very good about himself. I didn’t expect that I would still remember the Tai Chi skills learned from Mr. Park after so many years.

But when he looked up, he immediately became angry.

"What are you doing! What expressions do you two have?"

One opened his mouth as if he was looking at a fool, while the other covered his small mouth and wanted to laugh but dared not laugh.

"You...you...do you understand this is called Tai Chi? Tai Chi practitioners are born without extremes and are the key to yin and yang. You guys, you don't understand!"

Mr. Jiang was very unhappy when he was despised.

"Huh?" Meng Yi suddenly froze when he heard these words, "Master, what did you just say?"

Jiang Fan said angrily: "Tai Chi is amazing. It is born without extremes and is the essence of yin and yang. When it is moving, it is divided, and when it is still, it is combined. There is no fault or failure, and it can be bent or stretched. It combines yin and yang, guides the five elements, and yin contains yang. , there is yin in yang, yin and yang change each other and complement each other! Do you understand, you ignorant fool!”

Meng Yi was stunned, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to be in a strange state.

Jiang Fan wanted to curse a few more words, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with this guy. Looking carefully, the aura on his body fluctuated slowly, and his whole person seemed to be in a trance. He was immediately startled.

What's going on? Jiang Fan looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Fan's heart moved and his eyes showed deep thought. He slowly opened his mouth and said: "The virtual spirit is strong, the energy sinks into the Dantian, it is impartial, and it appears and disappears. If the left is heavy, the left will be empty, if the right is heavy, the right will be stretched. When you look up, you will be taller, when you bend down, you will be deeper, and when you move forward, you will be deeper. The longer it is, the faster it will be when it retreats..."

At this time, junior sister Yuwen also noticed something was wrong with her senior brother. The aura on her body became stronger and stronger, so she walked away gently for a few steps.

Following Jiang Fan's low and slow voice, the airflow on Meng Yi's body began to rotate. The breath was suddenly violent and then circular, seeming to create a huge conflict, and his whole body slowly began to dance. Yuwen Chengxin was surprised to find that Meng Yi's movements were exactly the same as Jiang Fan's just now, but they still seemed very jerky.

No matter how stupid she is, she knows that this is a sign of a warrior's enlightenment. According to legend, warriors dream of this, but most people may not have this opportunity in their lives. However, Meng Yi was inspired to enter the realm of enlightenment by his master's few words.

This was the most critical moment. Jiang Fan also noticed something unusual and did not stop chanting for a moment. I don't know how long it took, but Meng Yi's moves and aura became more and more perfect, and his overall condition became more and more like he was reaching a certain critical point.

No way... Jiang Fan chanted, and was extremely surprised in his heart. This tiger disciple actually entered the Taoist realm just by listening to it. Is it impossible to break through?

Why? You are such a fucking genius!

The more Meng Yi fought, the better he became. Eventually, with every move he made, a whirlwind started to rise from the ground, with every push and shock carrying strange and powerful energy.

Damn it...it was Jiang Fan's turn to open his mouth. His talent is so outrageous? I only watched it once! Although this Tai Chi is similar to what I practice, it clearly has a special rhythm and strange power that I don't have.

At the next moment, Meng Yi suddenly opened his arms and was shocked, and a circular pattern appeared on the ground. At the same time, a strong aura surged in his body, as if some kind of shackles had been broken, and he couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

Broken, broken...

Seeing the tiger disciple looking at his hands with surprise, Jiang Fan's views were slightly subverted.

Who is this? I just memorized a few well-known words, and this guy actually broke through.

"Haha, hahaha..." Disciple Tiger laughed in surprise.

"Grand master, grand master, hahahahaha..."

He was grinning like crazy, and Jiang Fan was also dumbfounded.

A seventeen-year-old grandmaster? Just this flying eagle lackey, fighting dude? Just such a reckless and careless piece of goods?

"Master, master, you are my master!"

Meng Yi rushed into a tiger hug, and Mr. Jiang felt that his vision went dark, and he felt that the breath in his chest had been squeezed out.

"...Woo...Woo...fuckin' let go..."

Jiang Fan almost didn't get strangled to death, and his face was suffocating. Meng Yi, who was holding him in circles, suddenly realized and quickly put Jiang Fan down: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so excited, master... you're okay Son..."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes and felt that his ribs were squeezed together and he couldn't breathe in.

After a long time, he finally regained his composure, took a few long breaths, and looked at the apprentice beside him who was scratching his head in a daze. He was so angry that he used all his strength and kicked him in the crotch.

"Ouch——" Meng Yi, who was unprepared, suddenly let out a scream that was not like a human voice. He covered his crotch with his hands, clamped his thighs and turned his calves in circles.

And Mr. Jiang actually made a more ferocious cry - the bones in his feet seemed to be broken...

Yu Wencheng covered his mouth with his heart and widened his eyes, staying on the spot...

——

When the miserable master and disciple were rescued, everyone who knew what happened almost went crazy with laughter. The servants did not dare to laugh. They were forced to hold in their faces until their faces turned red, and they made a puffing sound from their mouths. Fortunately, Meng Yi was fine, and Jiang Fan only suffered a contusion on his ankle.

Meng Yi folded his thighs and burst into tears. He looked at his master who was half-lying on a chair next to him with his feet splinted and said, "Master... you are too cruel to cut off your children and grandchildren... I haven't yet seen my disciple." Where is my wife..."

Jiang Fan looked at the roof with blank eyes, and said vaguely: "...What the hell have I done...accepting such a big deal..."

Yu Wencheng, who was waiting on the side, felt distressed and wanted to laugh at the same time, with extremely rich expressions on his face.

These two are really... indescribable...

However, Yu Wencheng was shocked, and the master in his eyes seemed to be countless times taller. Seeing that even the sky is almost enough.

Not knowing martial arts, he managed to persuade his apprentice to break through to the Grand Master with just a few words. What kind of secret is this? What kind of amazing magic was he practicing?

At the time, I just thought it was interesting, but now that I think about it, the so-called Tai Chi rotation is not only wonderful, but even mysterious.

After all, what is it about Master that is not the best in the world?

To be able to have this person as my teacher in this life, I will definitely be able to see all the scenery in the world!

"Master..." Meng Yi's miserable voice brought her back from her endless fantasy.

"There's no need to be so cruel..."

"Don't call me master..." Jiang Fan looked at the ceiling with unfocused eyes: "I have practiced kung fu until my second brother, you are my master...".