Seeing that her kick was ineffective and her thigh was still being held by Chen Xuan, Tang Qiuling couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. She raised a pink fist and attacked Chen Xuan's face, but Chen Xuan flicked it back.
At this moment, Tang Qiuling finally showed an expression of disbelief. She was a martial arts expert who had achieved a small level of strength at the age of only twenty-one. Her true strength spread all over her body, reaching a level where a feather could not be added or a fly could not fall.
A slight flick of the jade hand can easily break a person's entire body.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan blocked two of her attacks in an understatement, and he didn't look injured at all. How could this not make Tang Qiuling feel turbulent?
Since practicing martial arts, except for her master, she has never encountered such an unfathomable master.
Tang Qiuling saw that her thigh was clamped by Chen Xuan, and her attack was ineffective. The ambiguous movements between the two made her blush with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but scolded in a sweet voice: "Let me go!"
"If I let you go, you can't continue to attack me." Chen Xuan said with burning eyes.
He also didn't expect Tang Qiuling to be serious. If that sharp kick was accurate, it could break someone in the waist.
After hearing Chen Xuan's words, Tang Qiuling hummed and said, "Let me go first!"
She didn't want to let Chen Xuan go in vain. In her eyes, this guy was becoming more and more hateful.
After hearing what Tang Qiuling meant, Chen Xuan obviously would not give up, so he held her thigh tighter.
Tang Qiuling was about to be outraged by Chen Xuan's action. She didn't care about the disparity in strength between the two, and raised a pair of pink fists to launch a fierce offensive against Chen Xuan again.
However, no matter how fast her fists were, Chen Xuan only had to open his five fingers to grab Tang Qiuling's wrists as fast as he could catch the moon in the water.
At this moment, one of Tang Qiuling's thighs was clamped by Chen Xuan, and his hands were held by Chen Xuan, making him unable to move at all.
She had never been humiliated like this in her life. Her beautiful face was filled with shame and anger, and her beautiful eyes stared at Chen Xuan hatefully.
Suddenly, Tang Qiuling opened her lips and bit Chen Xuan's arm that held her wrists.
Such a ridiculous attack method made Chen Xuan burst into laughter.
"Qiu Ling, don't be rude!"
Just when Tang Qiuling was about to bite Chen Xuan's arm, a powerful voice came from behind the two of them.
An old man walked quickly and came to the two of them in the blink of an eye. It was the old man in Tang suit who was leading a group of old people to practice Tai Chi.
When Tang Qiuling attacked Chen Xuan just now, the old man in Tang suit had a clear view of her. He was trying to prevent her from hurting anyone, but Chen Xuan unexpectedly neutralized all Tang Qiuling's attacks with ease and deftness.
Tang Qiuling was his proud disciple, and his martial arts had already reached the level of transforming strength into a small achievement. Looking at China, he was one of the rare young warriors.
Chen Xuan was similar in age to Tang Qiuling, but the gap in strength was huge. This made the old man in Tang suit look at Chen Xuan with admiration. He secretly said that he had been wrong before and failed to realize that Chen Xuan was actually a martial arts master.
"This little friend, can you please just out of consideration for me and not argue with my apprentice?" The old man in Tang suit spoke very politely. This was also because of Chen Xuan's strength, which made him respect him.
When Chen Xuan saw the old man saying that Tang Qiuling was his apprentice, he stopped embarrassing him and let go of Tang Qiuling's hands and feet.
"Master, he bullied me!" Tang Qiuling's nose felt sore and she ran to the old man in Tang suit and said aggrievedly.
The old man in Tang suit frowned and said with a straight face: "Qiu Ling, it was obviously you who attacked me first, but you were counterattacked because of your lack of strength. This is your fault. Please apologize to this gentleman quickly."
"It's absolutely impossible for me to apologize to this guy!" Tang Qiuling said with a stubborn expression.
The old man in Tang suit shook his head, looked at Chen Xuan and said, "My surname is Fu Mingwei, what do you call me my friend?"
Chen Xuan saw that this old man's martial arts had reached the level of Master Danjin, but he was not as powerful as Wu Ding, and he had a strong impression in his heart.
Seeing that the old man was interested in getting acquainted, he responded with a friendly smile and said, "Hello, Mr. Fu, my name is Chen Xuan."
"Mr. Chen, this apprentice of mine has a rather impulsive temperament. I hope you won't be the same as her." Fu Wei's words contained an apology. In his capacity, it can be said that it is extremely rare for him to apologize to a young man on behalf of his apprentice.
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Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said along the steps: "It's nothing, I don't mind."
Tang Qiuling, who was sulking at the side, became even more angry when he heard Chen Xuan's words. He couldn't help but said: "Master, in your capacity, why do you want to say good things to this guy? I think he is
I'm so blind that I don't even know your name, Master!"
"Qiu Ling, don't talk nonsense. We live overseas all year round and rarely come back to China. It's normal for us Chinese warriors not to know me."
Fu Wei said, looking at Chen Xuan calmly, "Speaking of which, I don't know which famous master Mr. Chen is a disciple of. At such a young age, he can actually practice such martial arts, which even makes me admire him!"
"Mr. Fu, actually I am not a martial arts practitioner, let alone anyone as my teacher." Seeing that the old man had misunderstood, Chen Xuan immediately explained.
When people in the martial arts world saw Chen Xuan, they all preconceivedly regarded him as a martial artist, and even master-level masters like Fu Wei were no exception.
Although Chen Xuan explained truthfully, Fu Wei felt a little unhappy in his heart. Could it be that this young man felt that he was too dim-sighted to see the level of a warrior?
After all, Fu Wei is a person of Danjin level. He stopped his smile and said solemnly: "I have been practicing martial arts for nearly sixty years and have little reputation in the martial arts world. Mr. Chen is unwilling to declare himself a family, but he is a bit contemptuous of him.
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What's more, at Mr. Chen's age, his martial arts skills are as solid as water. He should be like an old man. When he reaches the level of Dan Jin, he should be proud of it. What can he hide?"
After hearing what Fu Wei said, Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel helpless. He didn't expect that Mr. Fu, like Wu Ding, would conclude that he was a powerful Dan warrior.
But he is indeed not a warrior, but a higher-level ascetic!
It seems that it was because he easily resisted Tang Qiuling's attack just now that Fu Wei got the wrong idea.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Xuan said: "Mr. Fu, actually I just know a little bit about Qi refining, and I am not a real warrior. I really have nothing to hide."
"Qi-refining Kung Fu?" Fu Wei's expression suddenly changed when he heard this word. He knew exactly what this word meant.
He has reached the stage where the true energy in his body can be condensed into elixirs. He has slowly figured out the art of refining energy purely by relying on his own talent and perseverance, coupled with decades of hard training.
