Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Have you practiced other boxing besides Baguazhang?"

"Little sister has practiced Xingyiquan, but due to lack of strength, it is always difficult to use it, so she has been practicing Baguazhang since then."

Wang Xuebin thought for a while, and changed his words:

"What kind of boxing technique is Baguazhang in your eyes?"

"Baguazhang originated from Dong Gong, and it pays attention to the quickness of the body, and changes with the movement..."

"Stop! You are talking about Ba Guazhang's opinion in the eyes of seniors, and I am asking for your opinion."

Gong Ruomei hesitated for a moment and said:

"The 64 hands of the Gong family have 64 styles of eight palms..."

Wang Xuebin looked at Gong Ruomei, knocked on the table and said:

"This is the palm technique of the palace master, what about yours?"

Wang Xuebin's table seems to be knocking on Gong Ruomei's heart. She has been learning martial arts since she was a child, and her father is a master of Baguazhang.

She is proud.

She has practiced 64 moves since she was a child, and she also took it for granted that this punch is invincible in the world. Although she saw her father worshiping an unknown person today, she knew in her heart that it was his father's intentional concession.

It wasn't until Wang Xuebin asked her that she realized that the Gong family she had been talking about had no defeats, but his father had no defeats.

Whether it's fame or glory, it's all from her father's punches. She can enjoy this glory and be proud of his father, but she can't be proud of this reputation.

If she is proud of this, she will only embarrass the Gong family.

Wang Xuebin saw her lowered her head in a daze, and didn't try to persuade her, but said:

"Come on, get up and do Baguazhang again."

Hearing this, Gong Ruomei stood up silently, put on an air of Baguazhang, took a step but almost fell down, she stopped and pursed her lips, looking at her hands silently, her eyes were a little red.

It was funny for Wang Xuebin to see her like this. He also looked like this when he re-practiced kung fu back then, and even the most basic zhama stance felt awkward.

Thanks to the book of changes that his master left him, it is full of master's understanding and perception of kung fu. He referred to this book and combined with his own understanding to re-practice his own kung fu, which belongs to his Wang School boxing method .

Seeing Gong Ruomei standing there with red eyes, not moving and not speaking, Wang Xuebin pointed out:

"Think about how the palace master taught you back then, one move at a time and one move at a time, from stance to 64 moves, step by step, don't miss a single step."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went out and closed the door. Stealing martial arts is a big taboo, and watching others practice martial arts is the same. Although Wang Xuebin likes to collect martial arts, he doesn't bother to steal them. After all, in modern times, some people come to teach , and he happens to be not short of money now.

A homemade Do Not Disturb sign was hung on the door, and he turned and walked towards the back kitchen of Jinlou.

Chapter 19 Nine Heavens Baguazhang

The back kitchen of Jinlou is always full of fireworks. When Wang Xuebin came inside, he saw that Ding Lianshan was devoutly worshiping a statue of Guan Erye.

Seeing Ding Lianshan get up, he stepped forward and joked:

"Senior, the back kitchen doesn't put the stove and the king puts Guan Gong, what's the saying?"

Seeing Wang Xuebin coming, Ding Lianshan said with a smile:

"When people get old, they will always feel a little awe in their hearts. When I was young, I didn't believe in anything. I always felt that I could go all over the world with my kung fu."

After speaking, he smiled self-deprecatingly:

"It's only when I get old that I realize that a mere martial artist is just a homeless ghost in troubled times..."

Wang Xuebin was also silent when he heard this. He knew that the future would be even worse, so he persuaded him dryly:

"It's okay, it will be fine!"

Seeing his appearance, Ding Lianshan also changed the subject and said:

"It's nothing. I'm old and I just want to think about it. By the way, this is the address of that guy."

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his arms, and the address was written on the envelope.

"I have contacted him. This is his residence. There is a letter I wrote to him. The guy's surname is Zhang, and his nickname is Yixiantian. When are you leaving, tell me and I will ask him to pick you up. "

When Wang Xuebin saw Fengtian Kangping County written on the envelope, he frowned, thinking about something.

Seeing him frowning, Ding Lianshan guessed his scruples and said:

"Don't worry, the Japanese invaders are beyond his reach."

Wang Xuebin looked up and said:

"I'm not worried about the Japanese invaders. Back then I had some conflicts with the local Xingyi masters. It's okay, I just keep a low profile."

After speaking, put the letter away.

Ding Lianshan heard the words and asked:

"Xingyiquan? What's it called?"

"It seems to be called Feng Zhuguo. It sounds quite famous in the local area. There was some filth when we came to communicate with each other before."

When Ding Lianshan heard the name, the corner of his mouth was also sarcasm, and said:

"Didn't the girl from the Gong family leave yet? If you go back with her, everything will be fine."

When Wang Xuebin heard this, he glanced at Ding Lianshan, saw that he had no intention of explaining, so he stopped asking, chatted for a while, turned around and went back.

When I went back to the door, I saw that the sign had not been touched, so I knocked on the door. Gong Ruomei opened the door from the inside. Seeing her calm expression, Wang Xuebin asked with a smile:

"How do you feel, have you gained anything?"

Gong Ruomei said gratefully:

"Thank you, brother, for your kind advice. Listening to what you say is better than studying for ten years!"

Wang Xuebin said with a smile:

"It's okay, just say a few words, you are just seeing the palace master's feeling, I just pierced this layer of window paper for you, if there is no palace master, I don't have that much ability."

Gong Ruomei just smiled and said nothing.

What did Wang Xuebin think of and asked:

"It's not easy to go to the banquet in Jinlou tonight, do you want me to go with Uncle Jiang?"