Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand.
After brothers Li Siwen and Cheng Chumo moved the two carts of "little gifts" into the house, Wang Zi'an immediately began to give instructions.
Today is a date with a beauty. Before the beauty arrives, these big light bulbs must get out of here.
Damn it!
"Come on, take a walk - cough, show your hands, let me see -"
Wang Zi'an stood tall with his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm and distant, showing the demeanor of an expert outside the world.
It's a pity that it is missing three strands of beard and a whisk, so it lacks flavor after all.
This is about teaching real kung fu!
Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chuliang, and Li Siwen were immediately overjoyed, and each of them cheered up and showed off their housekeeping skills.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A fistful of punches and kicks will make the tiger angry.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but nodded slightly. With his current eyesight, he could naturally see through this level of skill at a glance.
"Okay, that's it—"
Wang Zi'an gently clapped his hands to signal to stop.
The three people stopped and looked at Wang Zi'an with anxious expressions, fearing that they would be disliked by Wang Zi'an.
"Master, we are actually better at weapons..."
As Li Siwen spoke, he glanced at the yard uneasily.
"It's just that I can't do anything here, and when I come -"
As he spoke, he looked at his empty hands with some embarrassment. Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but nod at the same time. They wanted to prove that they were actually not as good as they appeared now.
"Okay, no need to demonstrate weapons - I have a general understanding of your situation."
Before the three of them could finish speaking, Wang Zi'an waved his hand casually.
Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chumo, Li Siwen:......
Why don't you, old man, let us finish our words and just make two gestures like this? You don't even hit half of a set of punches, and you understand?
You know a lot about this!
But the three of them didn’t dare to tell? They didn’t dare to ask. They could only hope that the master would be a little more reliable.
"Li Siwen, right? You have a good physical foundation and solid kung fu. Can you tell? You have followed the path of both internal and external training. This is originally an advantage? But you pay too much attention to the strength of your body."
Wang Zi'an looked at him and shook his head slightly.
"The so-called hardness cannot be sustained? Softness cannot be defended, and courage cannot be sustained! Are you confident that you are strong? You are born with extraordinary talents, and you must be courageous and courageous. Are you following the path of being strong and unrivaled? Meeting a master of the same generation? Or not?
Your enemy? Naturally unstoppable? Unstoppable."
Wang Zi'an said, his tone paused, and he stared into his eyes seriously.
"But if you meet someone who is a match for you? Or someone who is not afraid of your power? That will be your disaster..."
Li Siwen was still a little unconvinced before. But after hearing this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Because his father had said something similar when he was at home, but not so straightforward and profound.
"Please master, please teach me!"
Li Siwen knelt on the ground with a pop. This time he was really convinced.
Wang Zi'an nodded slightly and accepted the gift calmly.
Are people so mean-tempered? The more you hold yourself up, the more others will respect you? The more enthusiastic and generous you are, the less people will take you seriously. Besides, what I taught him was a way to save life and win, so I accepted his courtesy.
Not an exaggeration.
"No matter weapons or fists, they are actually just a way to use power, and the so-called power is obtained from the inside, guarded from the outside, used by the spirit, forgotten by the weapon..."
As Wang Zi'an spoke, he picked up a wooden pole and tapped or slapped Li Siwen seven or eight times.
"When I was exerting force just now, I had to tighten it here, collect it here, release it here, sink it here... Come on, try it again."
Is this all?
Li Siwen thought that Wang Zi'an was going to teach him some mysterious skills, but he was stabbed with a wooden pole and knocked down!
Could it be that you met a liar?
But the threat of Wang Zi'an stabbing the wild boar to death with his stick was still there, and he did not dare to question it. He got up from the ground in doubt, silently thinking about Wang Zi'an's instructions just now, and opened his posture.
As soon as the fist is punched out, the whole person feels different. It is still the same routine, but the force is smoother, and there is a faint flavor of hardness and softness!
this!
Li Siwen was inexplicably shocked. Did this little stick hit him randomly for ten years of hard work?
Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang were dumbfounded by this miraculous performance, but immediately became ecstatic!
This master is right!
“Master, it’s our turn, it’s our turn—”
Looking at the two impatient guys, Wang Zi'an suddenly turned up the corners of his mouth, feeling evil.
"I have thirty-six Xuanhua axes here, which coincide with the thirty-six Tiangang, and are extremely powerful. I wonder if you two are interested..."
When Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang heard this, they were stunned at first, and then became ecstatic.
That stupid big guy Li Siwen was completely transformed after being beaten with a wooden pole by his master. If he had learned a set of ax techniques, he would have gone straight to heaven!
"Thank you, master, thank you, master, we are interested, interested!"
"Okay then, one of you can go to my kitchen and bring me the ax for chopping wood..."
Before Wang Zi'an finished speaking, Cheng Chumo rushed out, and after a while, he came out with a rusty axe.
This kind of ax is solid and heavy. The ax handle is made of rough jujube wood, and the grip is polished smooth.
Cheng Chu looked at the ax in a hurry, looking over it repeatedly, as if he could find something strange in the rusty texture.
"Master, the ax is here -"
The man held the ax in both hands and handed it to Wang Zi'an.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and coughed dryly.
"Okay then, you two go chop wood first and try to find your hand. I'll see if you have the talent to chop - well, use an ax first?"
The two brothers looked at each other and went to chop wood in confusion.
The master is enigmatic, and every move he makes naturally has profound meanings.
We don’t understand either, but we don’t dare to ask, what should we do if we are rejected?
The two men were chopping firewood sullenly, while Wang Zi'an was holding a small stick, either whipping or poking, correcting the two men's posture and habits.
Doing things with money, bad taste is bad taste, the brand cannot be destroyed - aren't there three young guys who haven't come to show their sincerity?
Wang Zi'an feels that reputation is very important in doing business.
Kong Yingda, Princess Changle and Cheng Ying'er got off the carriage at the entrance of the village and walked all the way to Wang Zi'an's door.
At this time, Li Siwen was slyly squeezing Wang Zi's shoulders and back, while squeezing and saying shocking words.
"Master, please give me two more strokes, just two, two, just two -"
Wang Zi'an, on the other hand, lazily held up the small wooden stick in his hand and whipped Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang who were chopping firewood from time to time.
What's happening here?
Especially Li Lizhi and Cheng Yinger almost stuffed their fists into their mouths.
Instead of shouting slogans, you have to chop firewood and beg others to whip you?
Isn't this because I am going crazy?
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