C5 The Rainbow Mouth Dojo Came to Find Trouble

Lee Shuwen stopped practicing and spat out a mouthful of white smoke. It was two meters long and gradually dissipated. He then said to Yang Xuan, "You can try it."

Ding! Lee Shuwen has taught you the Horse Steps. Current level: Beginner.

Yang Xuan's eyes widened. This was possible. The system was not bad. It seemed that it was not difficult to become a genius. After saying that, he straightened his legs and did the Horse Steps. He did not have the charm of Lee Shuwen's Horse Steps.

Lee Shuwen asked curiously, "Have you practiced the Horse Steps before?"

"No, Master. I have never practiced martial arts before." Yang Xuan scratched his head.

How could that be? When he was practicing the Horse Steps, he had only reached the beginner level in a month or so. He had only reached the initial level in three months. It seemed that this kid had reached the initial level of the Horse Steps. Could it be that this kid had such a high talent in martial arts? Hmm, if he really had such a high talent in martial arts, he could see if he could pass on his skills to him.

"That's right, Xuan. Try to persevere longer. It will be very helpful to your body." After saying that, he turned around and went back to his room.

Yang Xuan nodded. The problem was that Yang Xuan was also curious. Why was he not tired? It was said that after standing in the Horse Steps, his legs would be sore and his two legs would tremble. He was fine now, but he felt quite comfortable.

Lee Shuwen had originally planned to let Yang Xuan suffer a little and experience the hardships of practicing martial arts. He did not expect that after looking at him, he would actually be standing in the Horse Steps at lunch time. Furthermore, he was standing in the Horse Steps more and more skillfully. Lee Shuwen thought about it and decided not to disturb Yang Xuan. He wanted to see how long Yang Xuan could stand in the Horse Steps for the first time.

Yang Xuan never knew that practicing martial arts could also make one addicted. His entire body felt warm and comfortable, and he was very comfortable. Moreover, he was getting more and more energetic, and he was not tired at all.

"The doctor's conclusion after the test said that Master was probably damaged by a kind of slow-acting poison, so in the competition with Miji Chuan, he couldn't withstand his heavy blow at all. There must be a traitor in the Fist of Fury." Chen Zhen said with a heavy face.

"Chen Zhen, what are you doing here?" Nong Jinsun suddenly asked.

"Uncle Nong, why are you asking me this?" Chen Zhen was a little surprised by Nong Jinsun's dissatisfied tone.

"For the past two days, all the disciples have treated you as their idol. Have you ever thought about what Ting'en was thinking? From the moment you came back, you did everything on your own. Have you ever asked Ting'en? After all, he is the master of the Fist of Fury." Nong Jinsun said sternly.

Yang Xuan now had the strength of three people, and his hearing had also been enhanced. Although he was quite far away and there were also the humming sounds of the Fist of Fury disciples practicing martial arts on the martial arts field, Yang Xuan could still hear Chen Zhen and Nong Jinsun's conversation.

It turned out that the plot had already reached this point. It seemed that it would take a few days to prepare. According to the plot, the unlucky child Miji Chuan would be killed by Ermin tomorrow, and then blamed on Chen Zhen. Most importantly, before Chen Zhen came back, the Fist of Fury would fight hard with the Hong Kong dojo. Although he had the strength of three people and the Willpower, when they fought, it would be difficult for him to fight against four people. Who knew if he would accidentally kill innocent people? It was better to be more careful.

After finishing his practice, Yang Xuan looked at the perfect horse stance and the strength of the four of them. It turned out that the horse stance was actually so effective. One man was already at the perfect stage of the horse stance. If an ordinary person had already mastered the horse stance, he would definitely be stronger than the two of them. With his martial arts skills, he would be able to dominate the world.

After taking a shower and going to bed, he would have to practice again tomorrow. After saying that, he finished his practice and went back to his room.

Yang Xuan did not realize that there was a black shadow watching Yang Xuan practicing martial arts at the corner of the guest room. The black shadow was deep in thought and was surprised. This brat had never practiced martial arts before, but he had mastered the horse stance from the beginning to the perfect stage in just one day. He was a freak. He would have to see for himself.

The night passed without a word. Because of the practice, he slept soundly.

Aoao ~ ~ Yang Xuan stretched his back. He suddenly realized that this kind of life was quite comfortable. The air was good, and he cared about his master. Because he was taught by Lee Shuwen, the disciples of the Fist of Fury also looked at him with envy.

"There's no need to practice anymore!" Just as he was about to start practicing the horse stance, a deep voice came from behind him. Lee Shuwen slowly walked out from behind him.

"I really don't know where you came from. When I was 40 years old, I had only mastered the horse stance to the perfect stage. You have mastered it in just one day, and looking at your horse stance, you must have a lot of strength. Which martial arts do you want to learn?" Lee Shuwen said with a sigh.

"Teacher, I want to learn the Eight Extremes Boxing." Yang Xuan looked at Lee Shuwen with a longing expression.

Actually, the reason why he chose this was also related to Yang Xuan's personality and habits. Yang Xuan liked to work out and had also practiced Taekwondo before. Even when he played games, he would choose the warrior class. He liked to fight hard.

"Eight Extremes originated from the heavens and earth. It is the meaning of the eight extremes in the Nine States. Look, this is the eight extremes style." Lee Shuwen slowly introduced.

Six elbow head, the eight extremes style.

Ding ~ Eight Extremes Boxing (beginner)

"Xuan, do you understand?" Lee Shuwen asked.

It seemed that he had a little understanding now. Yang Xuan thought for a moment.

Lee Shuwen was a very good teacher. After all, he had taken in many disciples. He was very good at dealing with different problems and giving different opinions. He could teach according to the student's needs.

Perhaps it was because his Mental Strength had been strengthening his body and his horse stance had been perfected, the progress of the Eight Extremes Boxing had increased by leaps and bounds.

Because Yang Xuan had never practiced traditional wushu before, he was extremely interested in the Eight Extremes Boxing, which was famous in traditional martial arts. Furthermore, with the guidance of a famous teacher, he had learned it very seriously. Just like this, he worked hard to learn and the master and disciple relationship became closer and closer.

Unknowingly, a few hours had passed. Suddenly, a loud noise came from the door.

Yang Xuan quickly walked to the lobby. At this time, the fight had already started. Huo Yuanjia's memorial tablet was already in a mess.

Yang Xuan was also a little confused. How did he insert it? His experience in fighting with people was limited to the fights in school.