God level auxiliary system

"This young man, how can he know my palm technique..."

The old man stared closely at Ye Li, suddenly became very shocked, and was speechless.

I saw Ye Li punching slowly on the spot, every move and every move, perfectly round and smooth, stirring the air around him, moving his feet, but taking a step of the Eight Diagrams, which is clearly the swimming footwork in the Eight Diagrams Palm.

This set of footwork pays attention to drawing a circle with a radius of one arm's length, and walking in circles along the circle, the change of fist and palm will not exceed this range. Baguazhang pays most attention to the flexibility of body technique, and boxing practitioners must stay within this circle To receive all external attacks and reach a watertight state, it is considered a great success.

Ye Li's moves became slower and slower, but the old man became more and more shocked as he watched. He could see that he was pushing or supporting, showing the essence of Baguazhang's moves. The method was played over and over again.

"call!"

At the end of the fight, Ye Li only felt as if he was in a stove. It was so hot that he was sweating profusely.

This feeling is like taking a sauna in winter, it is very refreshing, but Ye Li feels energetic.

He retracted his fist posture, let out a deep breath, and prepared to leave.

"Little brother……"

At this time, I saw the old man under the Yangliu Pavilion approaching, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Little brother... dare to ask, who is your boxing master from?"

The old man stared at Ye Li closely, and a bunch of thoughts flashed through his mind in just two seconds. Bagua Zhang was passed down from Mr. Dong Haichuan in the late Qing Dynasty. Palm", "Bagua Lianhuan Zhang" and other northern and southern schools.

There are Xiantian Eight Great Palms, Houtian 64 Palms, Eight Diagrams Chain Sword, Eight Diagrams Rolling Hand Knife, Eight Diagrams Zhanshen Spear, Double Rattan Stick, Eight Diagrams Chain Stick and other moves that came out of the womb.

This young man is actually playing the most pure Youshen Baguazhang in his sect, but he is so young, every move is like a character who has been immersed in this way for decades, and he is completely natural. , can't find any flaws.

This made the old man not shocked. As the vice president of the Jiangfeng Martial Arts Association, he suddenly discovered that there was such a young man under his nose, who was many times stronger than a group of monkey cubs in his association.

Could it be the descendant of the Northern faction?

Ye Li's expression tightened when he saw the old man walking over. Did this old man come to pursue me for stealing my teacher?He muttered to himself, a little guilty.

"Little brother, you don't have to be too nervous. The old man Wang Deming is the vice president of the Jiangfeng Wushu Association. He happened to see that your boxing style is the same as mine, so I just wanted to ask. There is no other meaning." Aware of Ye Li's nervousness, Wang Deming said with a smile.

Isn't it here to investigate?

Ye Li was stunned, and found an excuse to explain: "This set of boxing was taught to me by my grandfather when I was a child. My grandfather is a countryman and has no teachers."

After Wang Deming heard this, he looked him up and down again, and saw that his demeanor was indeed not like that of an aristocratic family who practiced martial arts, and he didn't have any quack air.

Wang Deming's heart moved, the development of Baguazhang to this day, in addition to the origin can be traced back, it is unknown how many descendants of the branches are scattered in various places.

Sometimes you really have to look back, maybe the other party’s seniority is more orthodox than yours. In the early days, it was normal for seniors in their decades to call teenage children Shishu.

"It turns out that it is a fellow sect that has been rumored outside. In this way, our fate is not shallow."

Wang Deming stroked his beard with a smile, but he was overjoyed in his heart. He was able to practice Youshen Baguazhang to this level at such a young age. Such a good seed will surely shine in our Wushu Association.

"I wonder if my little brother is interested in joining our Jiangfeng Martial Arts Association?" Wang Deming offered an olive branch in the blink of an eye.

Ye Li was taken aback, he didn't expect that the old man in front of him turned out to be the vice president of the Wushu Association in the city. He had heard of the name of the Wushu Association, and it had a lot of influence in the city.

"Will joining the Wushu Association do me any good?" he asked.

"Uh, this..." Wang Deming's face was suffocated. Others always want to join the Wushu Association. Ye Li is the first one to ask what is the benefit.

"Of course there are benefits. Anyone who wants to open a martial arts gym or a boxing gym in Jiangfeng City must register with the Wushu Association. Of course, it doesn't matter if they don't. It will be coordinated by my Wushu Association."

"Little brother joins our martial arts association, it will be of great help to open a martial arts gym or practice in the industry in the future." Wang Deming said.

"Then are there any requirements for joining the Wushu Association? Wouldn't everyone be accepted?" Ye Li was puzzled. The old man seemed to want to draw himself into the association. There was no conspiracy, right?

Wang Deming's expression turned serious: "Of course my Wushu Association doesn't accept everyone, there are strict requirements!"

"What request?"

"You punch me!" The old man Wang Deming said suddenly, patting his chest.

Ye Li took a step back subconsciously: "I dare not, what if you blackmail me later?"

When Wang Deming heard this weird remark, his head was going to be dizzy with anger, it was an insult to himself!

He patted his chest suddenly and shouted angrily: "This old man has been walking in the rivers and lakes for decades, how could he do such nasty things, you just hit him, and I will pay you back if you hurt him!"

"No, no, no, you won't be able to tell if you're lying on the ground later." Ye Li shook his head like a rattle, refusing to hit anything.

In the park, when some morning exercisers came over, they were taken aback when they saw the two of them.

"Fuck, is this old man crazy?"

"Is it so blatant to touch porcelain these days? Look, it scares the young man!"

"You punch me, hit me!" Wang Deming suddenly shouted.

Ye Li had never heard of such a request, so he had no choice but to clenched his fists and swallowed: "Master, be careful yourself!"

He punched Wang Deming in the chest, and temporarily withdrew a third of his strength. Don't look at how beautiful this old man punched during his morning exercises. After all, he is very old. It would be bad if something happened.

When this punch was about to land on the old man's chest, he saw his left hand lightly draw a semicircle, and then came back, just in time to intercept Ye Li's punch.

Ye Li was taken aback, and saw Wang Deming blocked his fist with one hand, and stroked his gray beard with the other. He said with a smile as if he was an expert:

"It's not rude to come and go, little brother, you also take my palm."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly moved into a posture, his white sleeves trembled, and he softly pressed his palm on Ye Li's face.