"It's true." Zhang Yujie chuckled, as if he knew what I was thinking.
"Then try closing your eyes and avoiding those water drops dripping from the ceiling!" I said with some provocation.
"Isn't this a bit difficult?" Zhang Yujie frowned and looked at the dense water droplets on the ceiling.
"As long as you know it's difficult." I said somewhat triumphantly, "So don't talk big. You can always stand without falling. Even Zhai Guang here will inevitably get a few punches."
"Pay attention." Zhang Yujie's words suddenly became serious: "Zhai Guang can take a few punches, but he will not fall." [
"Yeah... yes." I nodded and had to admit that what Zhang Yujie said made sense.
"Practice boxing here." Zhang Yujie waved his fist: "Not only do you have to practice your dodge and defense abilities, but you also have to practice your ability to resist and hit."
"It sounds like you are an expert..." I said in a somewhat disdainful tone, but I couldn't help but admit that what he said made sense.
Zhang Yujie did not argue with me and continued: "My boss told me that many people think that these three points are gradual, but in fact they complement each other."
"What do you mean?" I became interested. Liu Jie, Zhai Guang, look at the boss, you pay more attention to teaching your disciples, and look at you two, always pretending to be mysterious and talking about nonsense that I can figure out on my own...
"I don't know what it means." Zhang Yujie shrugged: "My boss said that I have to practice it myself and then realize it..."
...Forget it, they all have the same fucking virtues.
"Okay, hurry up and try to see if you can avoid these water drops." I was a little excited. Zhang Yujie's various behaviors showed that he did have amazing bones, and he might be a unique piece of good martial arts training material!
Thinking that a generation of martial arts wizards are reaching their peak step by step under my inspiration, I feel so excited that I want to scream.
I asked Zhang Yujie to follow the action I just did, lie on his back on the edge of the pool, close his eyes, and wait for the water droplets on the ceiling to fall randomly.
"Can you hear the sound of those water drops?" I asked softly.
"I can't hear it," Zhang Yujie said honestly, "but you can vaguely hear the sound of them falling on the pool wall."
I looked at the ceiling, and there happened to be a drop of water falling from the vertical direction of Zhang Yujie's face.