Mo Xiaocheng is crying. Hu Youyun’s time is really running out. All his disciples have turned into frost and beaten eggplant. They have no spirit. Hu Youyun is sad in their hearts. They are all practitioners. Naturally, they know Hu Youyun’s situation. A big stone is in their hearts.
Apart from Hu Youyun’s illness, an interesting thing happened to Taijitang today.
Li Chenghui, the owner of Taekwondo Hall, who was taught by him yesterday, went to Taijitang early this morning to wait for Mo Xiaocheng to appear, saying that he wanted to learn Tai Chi, the essence of Chinese martial arts, from his teacher.
"What do you say that you must worship my teacher?"
MoXiaoCheng before looking at this I don’t know where to find a two instrument tai chi standard 9 degrees respectfully bowed to himself, Li Chenghui shouldered a martial arts master attitude with great interest and asked.
"First of all, I’m sorry that the students challenged the teacher to be stupid two days ago! Tai Ji Chuan is a great fist! " Li Chenghui a serious way
"Then tell me how Tai Ji Chuan is a great fist?"
Mo Xiaocheng sat here and looked at Li Chenghui, a Korean who had repaired Taekwondo to a black belt at a young age.
"It’s a teacher! Students recognize Tai Chi … "
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"Tai Chi is the universe from the extreme, and the process of Tai Chi’s metaplasia pays attention to the correspondence between one yin and one yang Taoism …"
"And Tai Ji Chuan is the three classics created on the basis of this Taiji theory, that is, paying attention to heaven and man while playing, paying attention to static braking, avoiding reality and attacking emptiness, and combining rigidity with softness … I was really superficial as the teacher said before, and I have never seen a real Taiji master see the surface of Taiji, but I didn’t see that Taiji Han Taiji is a weak fist!"
"The teacher has practiced Tai Chi to the realm of strength."
Li Chenghui recited a large piece of Taiji theory fluently, and finally accurately saw the realm of Mo Xiaocheng’s efforts.
"It seems that you have prepared a lot of homework and checked a lot of information, but you are all facing Tai Chi. The meaning of Tai Chi is so profound and profound that everyone has different opinions in their hearts. What you see is the big picture, and we practice Tai Chi in China not to hit people but to cultivate people."
Mo Xiaocheng waved his hand and said, "Well, go home. I won’t accept you. If you want to learn Tai Chi, apply to join Taijitang."
Say that finish MoXiao city got up and left.
Li Chenghui followed him with his Mandarin with a Korean accent and shouted, "Teacher, how can you accept me!"
Mo Xiaocheng turned a corner and his voice came out diplomatically. "When you can really beat me …"
"I won’t give up if I prove martial arts!"
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This winter, the temperature in Jinan has been cold, and men, women and children are wearing winter clothes. New Year’s Day in the west has just passed, and the new calendar year in China has followed. Today is the first day of January, 2012.
For the ordinary citizens in Jinan, everything is the same as before, except that the price has gone up, there is no special thing for them. People walk the streets to buy meat, buy food and eat at night, and buy some thoughtful decorations to set off the taste of the year.
On the contrary, however, the underworld in Jinan is not the case. Many club mafia bosses have held meetings in the gang. It’s nothing but the sea, this mountain, and two tigers, Fang Kunlin and Xiao Junliang, have finally developed their power here.
No, Fang Kunlin is now toothless, and Xiao Junliang, the tiger, is the enemy of Jinan gangster.
Although Fang Kunlin’s teeth were pulled out, not everyone can step on it. When Fang Kunlin first came, Chen Tianbang’s broadsword helped these gangs look down on Pingyang. He was immediately eradicated by him. The gang boss died overnight and the gang was taken over for a week. Fang Kunlin was famous all over Jinan.
However, Xiao Junliang, a capable man from Ye Xingchen who flew in from Shanghai yesterday, sent an invitation to more than a dozen gang leaders nearby, saying that they would spend the 212 New Year together.
I was invited to the boss, thinking that this is the topic. For Ye Xingchen, they don’t know him. They have never heard of him before, and now they know that he is Xiao Junliang’s capable hand. If you have to see him, you will know.
Anyway, if you don’t look at the monk’s face and look at the Buddha’s face, since Ye Xingchen is Xiao Junliang, you are still inviting people to the hotel to have a banquet in a formal way. You have to feel what this Ye Xingchen is doing.
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The whole floor of the top floor of a five-star hotel in Jinan has been packed. Just invite a few dozen people to have a meal. This big deal is to cross the river and dragon Ye Xingchen.
He invited the ten bosses, not a big help, but some small and medium-sized gangs, all of whom were at the grassroots level of society. His Ye Xingchen identity was specially given to him.
There is a round table for 20 or 30 people in a very spacious hall. Tonight, Ye Xingchen, the protagonist, is sitting in the east position. Next to him, there are two bodyguards. His boss is distributed and sits in a star-studded circle.
"Let’s drink to the New Year"
Ye Xingchen stood up and held the glass avenue.
A dozen bosses quickly followed up "Elymus said it was a New Year’s toast"