As mentioned before, because Meng Xiuyuan took the initiative to suppress his own skills and his teammates were all on the weaker side, the two teams were close in strength and could be said to be equally matched.
And this is also reflected in the situation of this game.
After Meng Xiuyuan took the lead at the start, his red team soon fell into a situation of being passively beaten.
Lingqing, Lingyun and others in the blue team were good at kung fu and had good ball skills. With their tacit cooperation, they easily tore through the red team's defense.
Lingyun broke through and passed the ball from the wing. The ball was passed high and floating. Lingqing saw the right time to fight for the top in the penalty area, and the player "Ladder Cloud" jumped up.
Although the young disciples on the red side also wanted to interfere with the defense, their skills were not as good as Lingqing's. They either couldn't jump as high as Lingqing, or they were knocked down by Lingqing's palm in the air.
In short, when the ball was passed, only Lingqing stood out from the crowd. He easily reached the landing point and then successfully scored with a headbutt.
"Oooo!
"Good shot!" "Well done Lingqing!"
After the goal, the blue team players were very excited. As if they were deliberately provoking Meng Xiuyuan, they ran to the side of the field and started an amazing celebration imitating the way Meng Xiuyuan had just done.
The ten members of their team were quickly stacked up into four layers like a mini pyramid. Lingqing, who had just scored a goal, took two quick steps towards the pyramid, leaped upward with all his strength, and used "Ladder Cloud Zong" The Qinggong skill is used to step on teammates at each level to gain strength, climbing all the way up.
By the time he jumped to the top of Lingxu, which was the "top of the pyramid," Lingxu had already laid down, with the palms of his feet facing the sky.
The two of them actually moved up and down, extending their legs to kick towards each other at the same time, their soles touching each other delicately.
Immediately, the human-shaped mini-pyramid suddenly collapsed due to being unable to withstand it, and Lingqing used this huge force to jump up a distance of more than ten feet. It was actually not much shorter than the jump that Meng Xiuyuan had just made.
After flipping around in the air for several weeks, Lingqing staggered a little when he landed, but he finally regained his footing.
Then, he shouted to Meng Xiuyuan with excitement and pride:
"Little uncle, how about our move? I can't jump shorter than you, right?!"
At this time, the blue team players who were lying on the ground behind him all stood up, regardless of the pain all over their bodies from the fall, and looked proud and proud, as if they had accomplished something extraordinary.
Meng Xiu couldn't help but laugh out loud at the sight, and replied cheerfully:
"Hahahaha, awesome, Lingqing. There's something really good about this trick, I'm convinced."
When we were playing football together in the mountains, Meng Xiuyuan would often tell these young disciples some weird tricks from "Captain Soccer" out of a joking mentality.
Cool names such as "Menghu-style shot" and "Reactionary kick speed gun" are very popular with children and scare them to death.
The purpose was, firstly, to amuse them, and secondly, they were always pestering Meng Xiuyuan that they wanted to learn new tricks. Meng Xiuyuan simply told them some unreasonable tricks and asked them to study them carefully and not to pester him all the time.
But they didn't expect that in the past two years, they actually succeeded in researching one.
Although this must have wasted a lot of time, Meng Xiuyuan felt that this was not necessarily a bad thing, so he did not criticize them for not doing their job properly.
Because he could see clearly that when Lingqing and Lingxu kicked each other's legs just now, it was obvious that the two people's true energy was connected together at first. When the true energy connection was disconnected, the excitement of the true energy made the two synchronize. Use your legs to exert your strength.
Without such a secret design, it would have been impossible for the two of them to exert force at the same time in an instant, which would have resulted in the force being unloaded instead of being used together. The height of the jump might not have been as high as one person's effort.
The two of them were able to complete such exquisite Qi coordination without anyone teaching them. Meng Xiuyuan could only sigh that interest is indeed the best teacher.
It may be possible to modify this technique and create a two-person attack method.
So it seems that the occasional game of football to relax may not really delay the young disciples' martial arts practice.
At this moment, the young disciples of the red team behind Meng Xiuyuan saw this scene. They were surprised and envious, but also felt a little guilty. They all came around to apologize to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Little Junior Uncle, it's all my fault for not stopping Senior Brother Lingqing..."
"No, it's my fault. Senior Brother Lingyun ran too fast. He passed the ball from the side and I didn't block it."
"Alas, Junior Master finally scored a goal, but because of our poor defense, we were tied so quickly."
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he knew that this was the best time to educate them when they were frustrated, so he said aloud:
"Don't worry, they just equalized, I just need to score two more goals.
If you are really unwilling, then you should work harder to practice and catch up with them as soon as possible.
As long as you have strong skills, you can naturally run fast, jump high, and play football without any disadvantages.
Those people on the other side just have the advantage of starting earlier than you and having better skills."
The young disciples nodded after hearing this and expressed that they must work harder to practice in the future and not hold Meng Xiuyuan back any longer.
Meng Xiuyuan was pleased with the situation. This was what he wanted to see most after football became popular on Wudang Mountain.
These three generations of disciples are all still young and need a healthy hobby to relieve their loneliness on the mountain. And if this hobby can also inspire them to work hard to practice martial arts, then it will kill two birds with one stone and it will be more appropriate.
…
In the remaining half an hour, the game was very intense.
Both sides were back and forth, and both teams were very involved in the game.
Until the final whistle sounded, although Meng Xiuyuan scored four goals by himself, his red team still lost with a score of 4 to 5.
The blue team who won naturally cheered, but the red team who lost was not too disappointed. They just said that they would work hard to practice kung fu, shorten the kung fu gap with their senior brothers, as Meng Xiuyuan guided, and they would definitely win back next time.
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"Uncle Junior, if our team wins, what's the reward?" Lingqing got an advantage and acted like a good boy. He ran over to Meng Xiuyuan and asked Meng Xiuyuan.
Obviously, he didn't want anything, he just wanted to emphasize that the blue team had won. Seeing this proud look, the juniors in the red team clenched their fists.
Unexpectedly, Meng Xiuyuan paused for a moment and actually said with a smile:
"Yes, there are prizes.
Members of your blue team line up to receive the prizes, everyone has a share."
Hearing the sound, not only the dozen or so people in the blue team instantly became excited, but also the red team and the young disciples watching the fun on the sidelines were also intrigued and hurriedly gathered around.
Because Meng Xiuyuan, a junior uncle, was so generous and generous, it had already spread among the three generations of Wudang disciples. The story that he "conquered" Song Qingshu with a paper kite when he was only six years old is still a story that is often mentioned today.
Therefore, everyone is looking forward to the prize mentioned by Meng Xiuyuan.
"Uncle Junior, don't whet our appetites anymore. If you have any good things, just bring them out..."
Lingxu jumped up and down to organize the blue team players behind him to line up, and then he couldn't wait to say to Meng Xiuyuan.
Meng Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this, then rummaged into his arms and took out an exquisite cloth bag.
Under everyone's expectant and curious eyes, he untied the bag and carefully poured out a few... peach stones.
"Wow, what is this, little uncle?"
"You have changed. You are no longer the little uncle you were before."
"As promised, where is the prize?"
"Young Master Uncle, you could have given us two peaches, but you would have eaten them all..."
When the young disciples of the blue team saw this, they suddenly burst into laughter. They all angrily accused Meng Xiuyuan of deceiving their feelings.
Even the onlookers nearby couldn't help but wonder if this was Junior Uncle's new style of humor.
Meng Xiuyuan, on the other hand, looked at everything in front of him with a dull smile. It was not until a long time later that the young disciples had finished venting their emotions and the quarrel was almost over, that he spoke:
"Okay, why are you so anxious? Just be quiet and listen to me."
As soon as he said this, the scene calmed down instantly. After all the fun, disciples of the Wudang Sect still understood the principle of respecting their teachers and respecting their moral principles, and they did not dare to disturb Meng Xiuyuan's speech.
Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan smiled and continued:
"I don't want to think about it, when did I deceive you? I said it was a prize, so it makes sense.
Many of you should also know that I have been going down the mountain for more than two years because I want to go to the Western Regions to find the "Nine Yang Magic".
During this period, I came across many good things, and what I have in my hand now is one of them.
This is not an ordinary peach core, but a spiritual peach seed from Kunlun Mountain.
I have been searching for several months, but I can't find more than a dozen of them, and they are all here.
Eating this flat peach can replenish the fundamentals of one's body and speed up the cultivation of internal strength. It is considered a rare treasure in the world.
That’s why I thought of taking it back and planting it on our Wudang Mountain to see if it could bear the same ‘fairy peach’.”
While Meng Xiuyuan was speaking, the eyes of these young disciples when they looked at the peach core had changed.
After all, they have all heard of the mythical story that there is a female fairy Queen Mother in Kunlun Mountain who holds a peach banquet every birthday to entertain all the fairies.
Although the young disciples don't know that Meng Xiuyuan's flat peach has some of the mythical effects, it can be seen that Meng Xiuyuan cherishes it so much, and naturally they know that it is indeed a treasure.
Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan did not hesitate and solemnly placed the peach stones on their palms one by one, and then continued:
"I think you should also understand that planting these flat peaches is an opportunity to make meritorious deeds.
If anyone can cultivate it and still retain even a fraction of its original efficacy, then for me, the Wudang Sect, it will be a great event that will benefit hundreds of generations and benefit eternity.
When the time comes, not only will the master and brothers take it seriously and reward him, but I will also be able to teach him some of my own excellent kung fu.
However, the vilification comes first. If any of you don't have the patience or the will, then it's best to return these flat peach seeds to me now. I won't blame you at all.
But if it is really planted, it must be carefully cared for and cultivated without any carelessness."
After hearing this, these young disciples naturally became very ambitious and vowed to plant the fairy peaches found in the Kunlun Mountains.
The attentive ones among them even took the initiative to interrogate Meng Xiuyuan and asked him what he should pay attention to when growing such flat peaches.
Naturally, Meng Xiuyuan didn't understand anything about this, so he just asked them to patiently interrogate the Taoist priests who usually farmed on the mountain, or go down the mountain to find farmers who had real experience in growing peaches.
In short, you must not act impulsively. You must be well prepared before you can practice it.
There were still a few peach stones left in his hand, so Meng Xiuyuan gave them to the most active among the onlookers and asked them to try to plant them together.
After that, he didn't take care of the matter.
Meng Xiuyuan attached great importance to what he said, but in fact, in his heart, he was relatively casual.
After all, he didn't have high hopes in the first place, and secondly, he should make a trip to the Green Valley in the next two years, and he might even ask for some flat peaches from the White Ape.
Even if the first wave of planting is unsuccessful, just wait until the senior brothers come back and leave it to them to try again.
After all, it is a spiritual thing, so it is unreasonable and cannot be forced.
…
After the explanation was completed and the game ended, the young disciples dispersed and went about their own business.
Meng Xiuyuan also wanted to take a good rest and prepare to set off early tomorrow morning.
But as soon as he took a few steps, he heard a crisp voice behind him calling him:
"My benefactor, wait a moment..."
You don't need to look to know that it is naturally the little Zhou Zhiruo who was standing on the sidelines just now.
"Well...what's the matter with you?" Meng Xiuyuan turned around and looked at her blankly.
Zhou Zhiruo was a little timid when he spoke, and almost didn't dare to raise his head to look into Meng Xiuyuan's eyes. But after hesitating for a long time, he still mustered up the courage to speak to Meng Xiuyuan:
"My benefactor, Zhiruo's family can stay in Wudang Mountain and live a stable life, all thanks to your help.
Our whole family has been grateful for your kindness for more than a year and respects you very much.
I shouldn't have made any more requests, you have already helped my family enough..."
Meng Xiuyuan listened to her lingering talk, smiled helplessly, and interrupted:
"No need to do that, just say whatever you want."
Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but panic when he heard that her long-prepared speech was interrupted. But she was a smart girl after all, so she didn't delay for too long, and then said seriously:
"Such a benefactor, you asked me on that boat if I wanted to practice martial arts.
I was still young and ignorant at that time, so I just wanted to stay with my parents.
Now that I think about it, I regret it very much..."
Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel happy again when he heard this, and was amused by Zhou Zhiruo's appearance as a little adult.
But after hearing her words, Meng Xiuyuan also knew her intention.
Meng Xiuyuan did not ask her such nonsense as "Why did you change your mind?" or "Why do you want to practice martial arts?", but asked directly:
"Do you want to join my Wudang sect? Or do you want me to recommend you to join another sect?"
"I...I want to take you as my teacher."
Zhou Zhiruo was a smart person and saw that Meng Xiuyuan had no intention of listening to her beating around the bush, so he hesitated for a moment and spoke the truth directly.
"You have a clear purpose. But why? Is it because we are familiar with each other?" Meng Xiuyuan was surprised that Zhou Zhiruo suddenly became more direct this time, and couldn't help but ask.
"Because everyone says that besides Zhenren Zhang, your kung fu is the most powerful." Zhou Zhiruo said calmly.
"Hahaha, that's a good reason."
Meng Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this, but then he shook his head:
"But if I want to recruit a disciple, it's not that simple.
I will set off down the mountain tomorrow morning. If you are willing, wait for me here before dawn.
I have a test for you."
After saying that, Meng Xiuyuan ignored Zhou Zhiruo, turned around and walked away.