After lingering for a while, Fei Jingting stood up to leave. It was easy to come in, but not so easy to leave.
Old man Li Cunyi has spoken. Since Fei Jingting is a member of the Samurai Association, he naturally has to fulfill some responsibilities. After all, he has to give guidance to the students.
Fei Jingting scratched his head a little. He only knew Taihe Quan, and this sect's internal martial arts emphasizes putting the mind first. The fists follow the Qi, and the Qi moves at will. Not to mention these students who have never been exposed to it, if everyone in the Taoist sect cannot
Once you understand the artistic conception, I'm afraid it's just a show.
But he couldn't resist, so Fei Jingting only agreed to try his hand with the students.
There were disciples waiting on the side. When they heard about this, they immediately spread the word. The twenty or so students in the courtyard suddenly became very happy!
Who is Fei Jingting? It is an exaggeration to say that he is the best in Chinese martial arts, but he is definitely one of the best. This is what Mr. Sun Lutang personally admitted!
Not only asking for Fei Jingting's inheritance, but also for giving some advice, I'm afraid it will be of great use. The crowd was excited for a while, and when Fei Jingting followed Li Cunyi out, more than 20 people immediately gathered around.
Everyone looked at Fei Jingting hopefully, hoping to get his advice.
Mr. Li Cunyi looked majestic, looked around and said, "What are you doing around here?"
Someone sneered and said: "Old man, everyone wants Mr. Fei's advice. Hehe..."
"How can we all be surrounded and how can we give guidance? In this way, choose two people to come out and fight with Jing Ting."
Li Cunyi singled out two talented disciples, and the rest felt sorry for them and hurriedly dispersed to make way for them.
Of the two disciples, one was tall and thin. He signed up as a leading martial artist and had previously learned Mantis Boxing. The other was of medium build and about the same age as Fei Jingting, but he was a direct disciple of Li Cunyi.
Without saying much, Fei Jingting started discussing with the two of them.
In fact, it was a bit modest to say that they were fighting each other. Fei Jingting found that the two men were probably on par with the few Japanese people in the ring that day.
Shi Mantis Fist's moves are very strange, at least Fei Jingting has never seen them before. However, the moves seem fast, but in Fei Jingting's eyes they are extremely slow; Shi Xingyi Quan's moves are precise and precise.
It was easy for him to not make any moves. But Fei Jingting messed up his stance after just a few attempts.
With three moves and two moves, Fei Jingting easily knocked the two of them to the ground. At the same time, he was thoughtfully practicing the thirty-six Tiangang Sword Techniques. Unknowingly, Fei Jingting's Taihe Fist also improved.
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Wudang's Taihe Quan and the Jingming Sect's sword-immortal skills may seem unrelated, but they are similar to those of Taoism, and their artistic conceptions are quite similar.
Seeing him standing up with his hands closed, Li Cunyi admired from the side: "I haven't seen you for more than three months. Jing Ting's Taihe Quan has improved again. I'm afraid if you start again, Sun Lutang will no longer be your opponent."
Fei Jingting smiled and said: "The old man has given me a reward."
"Hey, it's true that there are talents from generation to generation, and the new generation is better than the old ones. With Jing Ting in the martial arts world, we old guys can take care of themselves and teach disciples."
Fei Jingting said a few words of humility and pointed out the two people he was fighting with. Li Cunyi also wanted to host a banquet, but Fei Jingting had to persuade him to refuse. He hurriedly left the warrior association and went to Han Muxia's door.
Almost the same scene happened in Han Muxia's house. The disciples who were practicing boxing rushed in to inform them, and Han Muxia hurriedly came out to greet them.
"Jingting? Where have you been these days?"
"Brother Han, I haven't seen you for several months but still look good. I went south to Shanghai and toured the surrounding caves and paradises."
Han Muxia said: "Jing Ting is quite leisurely. Do you know how big a commotion there will be after you leave?"
Fei Jingting smiled: "If I hadn't expected it, I wouldn't have left the letter and run away."
"Haha, Jingting is such a wonderful person. Please come in quickly! Young man, please take out my jar of Mingqian Longjing!"
Han Muxia led Fei Jingting into the hall, drank some tea, and told some anecdotes about what happened after Fei Jingting left. Han Muxia suddenly changed the topic and said: "Jing Ting knows that you may be in trouble when you come back this time.
Quite a few?”
Fei Jingting smiled bitterly and nodded: "I had a hunch long ago, and now I am even more sure."
Thank you so much to Mr. Sun Lutang. Are you telling the truth that this old man is fine?
Han Muxia said worriedly: "Jing Ting must not be careless. As far as I know, there are many Jianghu people asking for information about you. It seems that they intend to step on you and make a name for themselves. Many of them are good players."
"Thank you for your concern, Brother Han. What can I do? I hope this matter will disappear after a while."
Han Muxia looked away, obviously not as optimistic as Fei Jingting.
Just at this moment, a powerful shout was heard from outside: "Fei Jingting, do you dare to come out and fight me!"
Fei Jingting and Han Muxia looked at each other, then stood up and walked out. As they walked, they scratched their heads, thinking that they really shouldn't plant flags casually. As soon as they finished saying this, and before they took a sip of tea, someone came to challenge them.
After leaving the hall, they saw a dozen disciples blocking a stout man at the door. The man held his arms and did not move, and ignored the scoldings of the disciples around him. He just stared at Fei Jingting and Han Muxia who came out.
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"What's all the fuss about?"
Han Muxia shouted, and all the disciples quickly moved out of the way. Fei Jingting walked straight to the man and said loudly: "I am Fei Jingting, you want to challenge me?"
"Linqing Tan's leg is Zhang Dachun, do you dare to challenge me?"
Han Muxia narrowed his eyes and said, "Jingting is my guest. You came to my house to challenge my guest. Have you ever asked me, Han Muxia?"
The man seemed dumbfounded, snorted and ignored him, staring at Fei Jingting without saying a word.
Fei Jingting nodded: "Brother Han, please make some room. Since he wants to challenge me, let him do whatever he wants."
Han Muxia stared at the man and said, "I have written this down, Zhang Dachun, right? Han will definitely come to ask for advice in the future!"
After saying that, he waved his hands and everyone stepped aside and gave way to the venue.
Fei Jingting took a few steps back and made a gesture of invitation towards Zhang Dachun. Zhang Dachun took notes, put up a posture and attacked.
Zhang Dachun stepped forward and saw Fei Jingting standing there without even showing off his fists. He knew that the opponent was looking down on him. In anger, he immediately kicked him forward.
The majestic blow was as fast as lightning and seemed invulnerable, but in Fei Jingting's eyes it was full of mistakes.
Not to mention the blessing of Tianmu, this person's speed is not very fast in Fei Jingting's eyes. Simply speaking, Fei Jingting has been practicing Taihe Quan for a long time, and after understanding the meaning of the fist, he knows the techniques of exerting force very well.
So just when Zhang Dachun was about to make a move, Fei Jingting had already judged the move that Zhang Dachun had made.
The kick was about to come down, but Fei Jingting did not dodge or dodge. Instead, he stepped forward and wrapped his hands around the opponent's calf. He stepped forward with his left hand against the opponent, hooked his left foot and exerted a little force on his shoulder. Zhang Dachun was like a kite with its string broken.
, hit Xuanzi and flew out.
It was a good thing that Fei Jingting had spared his hand, otherwise if he had thrown him onto the weapon rack, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die!
Zhang Dachun exclaimed, adjusted twice in the air, and then rolled and fell to the ground. When he got up, he was already mortified.
There was laughter all around.
Someone laughed and said: "You think you are so awesome, but in the end you didn't even get through a single move."
"I don't think he's any better than me. Even if I go up, I'll be knocked down in one move."
"Old man Sun Lutang even said he couldn't beat Mr. Fei. I don't know where this guy got his confidence."
The noise reached the man's ears, and his originally sallow face suddenly turned red. He was not hurt this time, but he was really embarrassed.
He wanted to go up again, but he knew that he was no match for him, and Fei Jingting still had his hand. The man hesitated for a long time, cupped his fist in front of Fei Jingting and saluted, then turned around and ran away in despair.
Fei Jingting thought that Han Muxia couldn't stay here any longer. Although he didn't know how his whereabouts were leaked, now that someone has come to his door, he is afraid that if the news spreads, more people who don't know what they can do will come to challenge him one after another.
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Just as he was about to say goodbye, he heard an awkward shout from the door: "Feisang, please give me some advice, please!"
When he looked back, he saw Kenta Kurosaki standing there, bowing ninety degrees towards him.
"Japanese?"
"Hey? I know him. Isn't this the Japanese master who was teased by Mr. Fei last time?"
Kurosaki maintained his bowing posture, raised his head and said, "I am not an expert. I sincerely ask you to teach me. I am willing to give away all my property."
This martial arts idiot is really persistent. It has been almost four months since the last time. Why doesn't this guy give up?
Fei Jingting said: "You stand up first. We in China are not used to this way of saluting and talking at the same time."
"Hayi!"
Kurosaki Kenta straightened up and said sincerely: "Sir, I sincerely admire your Taihe Quan. Please teach me. I am willing to give you... fifteen thousand oceans."
Oops!
Fifteen thousand oceans, that’s a lot! Although it’s not exact, it must be at least three million in soft girl coins!
Everyone in the venue was amazed, but Kenta Kurosaki who proposed this was a little ashamed.
He originally had more than 20,000 yuan, but after staying in Tianjin for more than three months, in addition to his own expenses, he also lent a lot to the ronin in the Japanese Concession.
As long as you start borrowing money, there will be an endless stream of people asking you to borrow money. So Kenta Kurosaki confusedly lent out more than 4,000 yuan.
It's impossible to teach. Who told Kenta Kurosaki to be Japanese? But this guy is a martial arts fanatic. He seems to have reached the end of his rope. If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid this guy will keep pestering him, which will be annoying to death.
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Fei Jingting thought for a while and said: "Forget about the money... let's do this. I will only use one hand, not my feet, and will not take the initiative to attack. If you attack, you will fall down three times. From now on, you are not allowed to pester me."
"That's it...I understand. Sir, I will definitely understand your moves with all my heart!"
After saying that, Kenta Kurosaki put up his posture, shouted and attacked. Fei Jingting put his right hand behind his back and blocked with his left hand. He suddenly grabbed Kurosaki's wrist and pulled it. Taking advantage of his body leaning forward, he raised his right shoulder
With a sudden bump, Kenta Kurosaki couldn't hold his feet, adjusted a few steps crookedly, and sat down on the ground.