"That's not necessarily true." Qingyunzi stroked his beard: "If you keep fighting, I think you will lose in all likelihood."
In fact, why doesn't Zhang Yujie know? Zhou Ming's Tai Chi has made some progress. This strange body technique becomes even more bizarre and unpredictable after being integrated with Tai Chi. Moreover, the Taizu Changquan that he is good at is different from Zhang Yujie's Black Tiger Ten-Shaped Fist.
If you look at each other, you will definitely lose if you continue to fight. I just said it casually.
Zhang Yujie sighed, turned around and started boxing again. Zhou Ming looked at his back and felt a little sad in his heart. The Black Tiger Ten-Shaped Boxing is a purely external Kung Fu that requires continuous practice to slowly improve. There is no shortcut.
Go. And at this speed, when can we surpass Guren, who is also making progress?
Qingyunzi also understood this truth well, but why did he still let Zhang Yujie continue to practice? Such doubts rang in Zhou Ming's mind more than once.[
"Zhang Yujie!" Qingyunzi suddenly shouted.
"Ah?" Zhang Yujie responded while punching.
"Drink!" Qingyunzi's voice was cold.
Zhang Yujie stopped, walked slowly towards the mouth of the well, picked up a bucket of wine, and drank it down.
Zhou Ming couldn't bear to see it. He sighed softly and returned to his seat to continue meditating.
Zhang Yujie's drinking ability is getting better and better. After drinking this time, he didn't fall down for a long time. He gradually became a little drunk, so he started punching with the strength of the wine, staggering around, but he still had no clue at all.
After a while, he fell down with a "plop".
Zhou Ming looked at Zhang Yujie who was lying on the ground, and his heart could no longer calm down. He didn't know what this young man who looked carefree on the outside was thinking about but was strong on the inside. Did he feel unfair? Did he feel unfair? Did he feel resentful?
A sunny day in autumn during a trip to Guangdong
The top of Yunshan Mountain is like spring all year round. Even in autumn, the flowers and plants are still fragrant and the climate is warm. I have to sigh again, this is really a good place to live in seclusion. How did Master choose this place in the first place?
The days have hardly changed. I sit quietly and learn Tai Chi. With the formulas and methods taught by the master, I have made great progress. Although it is difficult to understand, I still have the master to guide me. Of course, most of the time, I still need to learn by myself.