Great Dao Ji
Chapter 41 The God of Fists
"Please come in."
An Qisheng came to his senses and welcomed Wang Zhixuan into the room with a wry smile.
Then he poured two cups of tea and handed them to Wang Zhixuan:
"I haven't had anyone here for a long time. Don't take offense to Dr. Wang if the reception is not good."
"I don't drink tea. Pour me a glass of water."
Wang Zhixuan took off her sunglasses, leaned on the sofa and said something.
An Qisheng went to get her another glass of water, and then she took it:
"I have not drank anything except water since I was a child."
"oh."
An Qisheng is not surprised at all, there are many martial arts students with quirks.
With Liu Xian being so cool and carefree, and Feng Mingtao being so clean and self-possessed, it's not surprising that he doesn't drink tea.
"Dr. Wang, what do you mean by God?"
An Qisheng put down his teacup and asked.
"Your boxing skills are very beautiful. It's better than many old boxers, but you don't look like a warrior."
Wang Zhixuan took a sip of water and stabbed An Qisheng with her narrow phoenix eyes like a knife:
"Practice boxing not only requires diligence, but also immersion in it."
"The so-called god of fists is your personal mark. There are many people who practice Gumen Xinyi Fist, but Mr. Gu has no second one, and no one can master Mr. Gu's Gumen Xinyi Fist."
Wang Zhixuan said calmly:
"Only boxing techniques that have their own distinctive brand are your own. Otherwise, no matter how similar you learn, they are not your own."
"Your own mark"
An Qisheng's heart moved.
I thought of Wang Honglin. Wang Honglin's Bajiquan reached its peak. With every punch and kick, it seemed like mountains and rivers were toppling and the earth was sinking.
On Wudang Mountain, Taoist Juechen stepped forward and punched, like a thunder god punishing people, fierce and domineering.
Are these the gods of fists?
What about the God of Fist in Mu Long City?
"What is your original intention of practicing boxing?"
Wang Zhixuan did not stop and continued to ask questions.
"original intention"
An Qisheng fell into deep thought.
In his previous life, he learned boxing, initially to protect himself from being bullied by gangsters outside school, but later he gradually relied on this to make money.
In this life, he initially did not want to waste the boxing skills of his previous life, and was more focused on how to make money.
What really motivated him to get back to boxing was that it might cure his illness.
An Qisheng was deep in thought, and Wang Zhixuan was not in a hurry. She took out her nail clippers and slowly trimmed her nails.
After thinking for a long time, An Qisheng raised his head:
"It should be to survive."
"If Kung Fu can't keep you alive, will you still learn it?"
Wang Zhixuan asked again.
"Maybe, maybe not."
An Qisheng nodded and shook his head.
"The Da Xuanwu style is at its peak, but most people still don't want to learn Kung Fu, either because it's hard, tired, poor, or because they think it's useless."
"No one is born with a love for kung fu. Kung fu boxing is only favored by people because it is useful, and it is no different from other tools."
Wang Zhixuan flicked her nails:
"You didn't lie to me, that's good."
"I can fool you, but I can't fool myself."
An Qisheng held the tea cup and took a sip. The bitter taste flowed into his throat.
"It doesn't matter what your original intention of learning boxing is, and it doesn't matter whether you change it or not. What's important is to engrave your mark on your boxing technique and carry out your beliefs unswervingly."
Wang Zhixuan said calmly:
"You want to live, but what if others don't let you live?"
Don't let me live?
An Qisheng lowered his eyes, as if many images flashed through his mind.
In the past life of China and in this life of Daxuan, the people living in this land are the most hardworking and hardworking.
They live a very simple life and can endure oppression, oppression, and material and spiritual emptiness.
But who will make it difficult for them to survive?
Regardless of whether they are landlords, tyrants, emperors or generals, even if it is an earthquake or natural disaster, they must fight to the end!
It seemed that just for a moment, An Qisheng raised his head again, and the light in his calm eyes seemed to get brighter and brighter:
"Whoever doesn't let me live, I will let die!"
"very good!"
Wang Zhixuan snapped her fingers:
"Remember how you feel at this moment. Every punch you make in the future must have the determination and will to fight for your life!"
"you!"
As Wang Zhixuan's finger snap sounded, An Qisheng shuddered and stood up with a very ugly look on his face:
"You hypnotized me?!"
"Your mental power is indeed extraordinary. I can barely hypnotize you."
Wang Zhixuan took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead:
"Hypnotizing you is more tiring than beating a single dealer to death!"
Wang Zhixuan was a little surprised.
Her hypnosis started from outside the courtyard with applause, footsteps, and moves. It took a long time until now, but An Qisheng was almost able to break free.
"Then I still want to thank you."
An Qisheng sat down slowly.
Although he was not harmed, the feeling of being suddenly hypnotized was certainly not wonderful.
"You have very strong mental power. It's a pity that the hypnosis did not achieve the desired effect."
Wang Zhixuan didn't care about An Qisheng's attitude and said slowly:
"I didn't believe it when I heard it from Master Juechen, but now it seems that you are indeed a genius. If you can find the God in the Fist, there is hope for holding the pill."
It is rare to find a person born with supernatural powers, and it is even rarer to have a spirit that is different from ordinary people.
The former has a great advantage in the early stage of learning martial arts, while the latter, although not obvious in the early stage, has a much greater effect than the former when it comes to the stage of transformation.
"Master Juechen"
An Qisheng took a deep breath and picked up the teacup:
"If Dr. Wang has nothing else to do, I will practice boxing. I will repay your guidance today later."
"Are you going to drive people away now?"
Wang Zhixuan snorted, stood up, and glanced at An Qisheng:
"The people who want me to hypnotize range from Demon City to Xuanjing, and you are still not happy?"
"I just don't like it."
An Qisheng stood up.
He knew something about hypnosis. Unless it reached the level of Mu Longcheng, hypnosis would not cause any danger.
But people in hypnosis are likely to reveal some of their secrets.
Although Wang Zhixuan meant well, it was not very acceptable to someone like him who had many secrets in his heart.
"It's up to you whether you like it or not."
Wang Zhixuan shook his windbreaker, put on sunglasses, and pushed open the door.
When An Qisheng followed him out, Wang Zhixuan had already walked into the wind and snow.
As if she knew An Qisheng would follow her, her voice came from afar:
"I have a mission in a few days, you can accompany me!"
"This woman"
An Qisheng rubbed his brows.
Although he didn't like being hypnotized, he had to repay the kindness of this advice.
However, he had to repay the hypnosis this time.
An Qisheng walked into the yard.
At this time, the wind and snow were still strong, but he seemed unaware of it. His mind kept replaying the scene that appeared when Wang Zhixuan hypnotized him:
"The God of Fists"
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