Heavenly Address Book

Chen Fengniao has no bird Shenhao. He just gives Shen Hao a faint look, which is to take back his eyes and look at Yang Hao.

"Yang Hao, I have something to look for you."

Shen Hao's embarrassment was all committed, and he was at a loss on stage.

Chen Feng doesn't know. Shen Hao wants to teach these people a lesson. But how does he know that Chen Feng's purpose here is not to watch the fun or compete with others. He has a business to do.

Besides, who is Chen Feng?

In his eyes, these students are no different from mole ants. He has already been able to automatically block what he doesn't want to hear.

Moreover, he had already passed the period when he was insulted, looked down on himself, and then did it himself.

If this is the case, isn't master Chen busy enough to fly?

Yang Hao looks flattered. He didn't expect that Chen Feng came to find himself. At this moment, he even forgot the scene of his defeat.

But he still bowed his head and said, "I let you down..."

Chen Feng shook his head and said with a smile, "you have done a good job, and you are willing to open this Taiji club and teach Taijiquan. In my opinion, it has surpassed many martial arts masters."

Which of the three neijiaquan is not like a treasure to treasure his unique skills?

And the so-called inheritance?

In this way, it can ensure that the disciples still have the orthodox boxing techniques. But in this way, for these boxing skills, is not it more dark and unknown?

Martial arts is one of the four quintessence of Chinese culture. Why should I cherish myself? Why can't it be carried forward? Why have the four quintessence of Chinese culture been in decline and even lost their traditional position?

Of course, the rapid development of society is the main external cause, but one of the reasons is that these people who protect the tradition have become self-contained, thinking that they can inherit this land.

Little did not know, the more so, the more people will know, the more people will forget.

Yang's Taijiquan, headed by Yang Hao, is able to open classes and train students, which is a great progress in itself.

How can Chen Feng not appreciate it?

"But..." Yang Hao is still unwilling.

He has limited talent and is still the successor. Facing Chen Feng, he is 100 respected and even regarded as the goal he pursues.

But just now he was really defeated. He didn't have the strength to fight back.

It made him feel ashamed.

After all, ordinary people don't want to behave badly in front of the people they respect or care about.

But now?

He knows that Chen Feng is also an authentic master of Taijiquan. He is young and has such a high attainments of Taijiquan.

After the last time, he knew that Chen Feng was disappointed with his family.

His elder brother Yang Sheng killed Chen Feng, and his elders also criticized Chen Feng, but Chen Feng left behind and seemed to have tried his best to help himself.

But afterwards, he didn't ask for martial arts skills, which made Yang Hao feel sorry for Chen Feng.

He asked the master to help him, but he didn't try to please him. He left because of his family's impoliteness. How could he feel better in the bottom of his heart?

So this time, he had no face to see Chen Feng.

Chen Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. As long as you have defeated yourself and are stronger than before, isn't that enough?"

Yang Hao's whole body is a shock, looking at Chen Feng's encouraging eyes, his heart suddenly has a kind of warm current flowing all over his body.

This is a good teacher and friend!

Do not despise themselves, do not trample on their dignity, and still encourage themselves in this situation.

The two of them are just casual friends!

"Come on, I have something to ask you." Chen Feng regards everyone as the air and is preparing to leave with Yang Hao.

However, an untimely voice suddenly rang out --

"this friend is right. There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, and no more in Taijiquan. It seems that our fighting skills are better than others."

Chen Feng just turned to take a step of the body is suddenly to resist, turned around, eyes indifferent, but calm voice, but like a sharp blade scabbard.

"You say, fighting skill is better than Taijiquan?"

"Yes." Jin Dongxu stood with his head held high.

Chen Feng turned around with his hands on his back, and his eyes were as bright as a flash of electric light -

"yes? Who gave you courage? "

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