"No problem, coach, not master!" The young man immediately changed his words and said: "Master, my name is Zhou Ping. No matter what master teaches me, I will study hard and seriously!"
"Um."
Yan Ling nodded in disbelief, and then beckoned Zhou Ping to an open space in the training room.
"Your physical fitness is obtained through scientific training. Your muscles and bones are already stronger than ordinary warriors, so I don't need to start teaching you from basic physical training."
Yan Ling looked at Zhou Ping's expectant eyes and said: "Although you have good physical conditions, it can be seen that you have not systematically studied modern fighting or anything like that, so you must make full use of your excellent physical conditions.
Well, there is still a lot to learn.”
Zhou Ping smiled sheepishly. He simply loved fitness activities. As for things like fighting, to be honest, before the earth changed, it was of little use to people in the city and it would be a waste of time. Therefore, Zhou Ping
It is normal to have never learned fighting.
However, times have changed now. Although it is not stated openly, anyone who is not too slow can detect that the world is undergoing drastic changes. Fighting, something that has not been of much use in the past, may be their ability to save their lives in the future.
Yan Ling said calmly: "I won't teach you anything too advanced now. When I first started practicing martial arts, I practiced the Xingyiquan passed down from my family. Now I will teach it to you. I hope you can take it well."
Work hard and get it under control!"
As Yan Ling said, teaching advanced martial arts to people who have no foundation is sometimes not a good thing. Only by laying down the foundation step by step can you have the opportunity to go further.
"Yes, Master!" However, Zhou Ping had not thought about this. He was now filled with the joy of learning martial arts. Especially when he heard that Yan Ling taught him the martial arts he had practiced before, Zhou Ping was even more excited.
When Zhou Ping thought about it, the martial arts that could give masters like Yan Ling a solid foundation wouldn't be that bad!
Next, Yan Ling began to hand over Xingyi Quan to Zhou Ping one by one. To Yan Ling's expectation, Zhou Ping was quite talented in martial arts.
Originally, for beginners, Xingyi Quan can be regarded as a relatively complicated boxing, fighting, training, pile-up... various routines, and most people will not be able to use them more than ten or twenty times, so they simply cannot master them.
remember.
But what he didn't expect was that it only took Zhou Ping a few times to completely memorize the various routines of Xingyiquan. Although in Yan Ling's opinion there were still some shortcomings, he had already reached the level of self-cultivation.
"Practice hard!" Yan Ling said, looking at Zhou Ping who was practicing Xingyiquan enthusiastically, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Strictly speaking, the Xingyiquan taught by Yan Ling is very different from the Xingyiquan he practiced before. Looking at it from the perspective of some warriors who are new to Xingyiquan, they may not recognize the Xingyiquan taught by Yan Ling.
This boxing method is Xingyiquan.
After all, the world is different now. Although Chinese martial arts has its merits, its shortcomings are also obvious. Facing those advanced martial arts, no matter how skilled the Chinese martial arts is, they can only be defeated by enemies with greater strength and speed.
Crush and crush.
Therefore, Yan Ling's set of Xingyiquan has been modified. Just like a physical exercise, when practicing the boxing, it subtly absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to improve and strengthen the body. After practicing to a high level, you can even feel the wonder of internal power at once. Officially
Enter the path of martial arts.
This is an attempt by Yan Ling, but he thinks that with his current level of cultivation, the adapted Xingyiquan should be able to achieve what he has in mind!
After confirming that Zhou Ping had memorized the Demonic Transformation Xingyi Quan, Yan Ling quietly left the gym, returned home, turned on the computer, and slowly checked the traces of extraordinary events that had been left in front of the general public for more than a month.
Videos, posts, news... Whether true or false, Yan Ling dug them all out one by one. With his cultivation, he could naturally find out the truly extraordinary events from these mixed true and false information.
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However, as Zhou Ping said, there is not much information circulating on the Internet about real extraordinary events, and most of the occasional pieces are just vague information. However, the fake news is very detailed, which makes Yan Ling convinced that there must be someone behind it.
Through relevant information, this resulted in such a phenomenon.
When Yan Ling went through all the relevant information over the past month, the time had already arrived in the evening. With Yan Ling's current information processing speed, it took nearly half a day. It is conceivable that there is currently a lot of discussion about extraordinary things on the Internet.
How complicated.
After noticing the time, Yan Ling quickly packed up and went out. He was now going to his eldest brother Yan Feng's house. This was something he had agreed with Yan Feng in the morning.
From Yan Ling's point of view, they have not seen each other for several years now. Since they miss each other quite a lot, from the perspective of Yan Feng and his wife, they only lasted for a month, so the feeling of missing them is naturally not as strong as Yan Ling's.
Therefore, Yan Ling just had a meal with his eldest brother Yan Feng and his sister-in-law Li Yufei. After chatting for a while, he left his eldest brother's house and walked slowly to his own home.
"ah!"
When Yan Ling was passing by a small park, a scream suddenly came from a forest in the small park.
After hearing the sound, Yan Ling rushed into the woods instantly. Different from the attitude of ordinary people who avoid such incidents, Yan Ling now not only has a clear conscience, but also has enough confidence to deal with all troubles.
The small park that Yan Ling passed by was bordered by several residential areas, so many people usually came here to rest, and the small forest where the screams were heard was a paradise for young lovers nearby.
However, since it was getting late at this time, there were no people in the park, and the woods were extremely dark. Along with the bursts of screams, a permeating atmosphere instantly arose.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't..."
After rushing into the woods, Yan Ling did not alert the people inside. He quietly hid behind a big tree with two people hugging each other, intending to find out the situation clearly before talking.
However, this pause made Yan Ling discover something strange.
In front of Yan Ling, there were three young men who looked like they were not serious people. These three men were kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy. One of the men had a pool of red liquid under his body, and Yan Ling listened.
The screams came from his mouth.
However, the strange thing is that there are no other people nearby. If ordinary people saw such a scene, they would be frightened.
Fortunately, Yan Ling was not an ordinary person. He concentrated his mind and instantly sensed a wisp of dark aura hovering in front of the three young men. Then he swept his consciousness and immediately noticed something unusual.
The figure of a woman wearing a miniskirt floated in mid-air. There was a hint of darkness on her defeated face, and a pair of white eyes revealed deep hatred, staring closely at the three young men in front of her.
"Ghost? Ghost?"
Yan Ling frowned. It seemed that the sudden increase in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as well as the various changes on the earth, were not only beneficial to humans. Unconsciously, many monsters and snake gods appeared in this world.
But then a hint of curiosity appeared in Yan Ling's eyes. This was the first time he had seen a ghost. He didn't know how it was different from a living person. (To be continued)