Life Copy Game

"Our family's traditional boxing method is called Five Beast Boxing. It comes from our ancestors' imitation of the five animals: tiger, leopard, snake, ape and bear, taking their shapes and adopting their meanings."

The young man in martial arts uniforms stood in the rain and made a starting pose.

"The power of the tiger."

He slowly raised his hand, exerted force on his waist, and the force was transmitted to his hand. In an instant, he punched out, like a tiger descending from the mountain, making a hunting sound, and the scattered rainwater splashed into clusters of water.

"The speed of a leopard."

The two fists were thrown together, as fast as an phantom, leaving only water splashing.

"Snake Tenderness."

The fierce punches began to slow down gradually, and the arms changed gracefully like a spiritual snake.

"The life of an ape."

The soft fist gradually gained strength, and the young man's whole body moved with the fist. He could see in all directions and listen in all directions, just like a dexterous ape.

"Bear Power."

The speed of this dexterous ape gradually slowed down, and then the whole body seemed to be close to an enemy. The center of gravity was pressed down, and the waist, hips, shoulders, elbows and hands were used together. All the strength of the whole body was used in one place, and it hit the void, knocking down the entire rainwater. Sputtering into a diffuse mist.

"Sir, this is my Five Beast Fist."

The young man retracted his movements, raised his head, took a deep breath, and looked up at He Ao.

He had learned this set of boxing since he was a child, and had already practiced it to perfection. After completing a set of boxing, a sense of self-confidence slowly rose.

He Ao looked at the young man's excited expression and said calmly, "Do it again."

"okay."

The young man was stunned, but he still raised his hand obediently, ready to hit again.

However, this time, as soon as he started doing the hand pose, he heard He Ao's voice, "Lift your hand up one centimeter and don't move your wrist."

The young man didn't know why, but he still obeyed. For some reason, after he followed He Ao's instructions, he felt his body relaxed a little for no reason.

The family-inherited boxing technique that I originally thought I had perfected seems to have many loopholes now.

It was like a well frog jumped out of the well and saw the vast sky.

"Be still," a soft drink awoke the young man from his thoughts. He Ao glanced at him and continued, "For the next move, move your elbow half a centimeter to the right."

As He Ao instructed the young man to change his moves, the appearance of this set of boxing techniques gradually changed.

Fengling held up the umbrella and watched the young man's movements. She didn't know much about boxing, but she could clearly feel that her friend's movements were becoming more natural.

If the young man's movements before could clearly show this powerful boxing technique, after being corrected by this 'mercenary', his movements became like...like...

Fengling thought for a while, and a word came to her mind.

'Of course'

Yes, of course.

The young man's boxing skills before seemed to be people boxing, imitating animals, but now his boxing skills seemed to be like this. The movements of this animal should be like this. He was not imitating. It was as if he himself had become another tiger, another cheetah.

Originate from nature and return to nature.

At this moment, Fengling had only one thought in her mind.

Oh my god, have you really met a peerless master? !

She even began to wonder if there was an old man with white hair and white eyebrows under He Ao's paper bag.

The peerless master has a young voice?

It makes sense to rejuvenate oneself, right?

While Fengling was thinking wildly, He Ao had already instructed the young man to modify his original movements.

He Ao didn't understand Five Beast Fist, but he had "qi" in his body. Through the blessing of "qi", he could easily see the path of energy flowing through the young man's body when he boxed, and he could see the way the young man practiced martial arts. Where are those energies slowed and blocked?

The energy circuits given by the talent sequence are often biased towards perfection, and are directly implanted into the human body with the arrival of the talent sequence.

This is not the case with martial arts, which is a method of self-cultivation. Since everything is starting from scratch, there will be detours.

In fact, if there is no guidance from teachers who think they already have "qi", most people will inevitably take detours.

When Regit first started practicing martial arts, he also took many detours due to the wrong direction. Being able to practice the body-building technique to the limit was also a combination of luck and talent.

Without He Ao's guidance, it might have taken years or decades for this young man in martial arts uniforms to discover the shortcomings of his boxing skills, and then even longer to correct them, or he might never be able to correct them.

The young man in the training uniform obviously understood this truth. After he performed a set of punches, he felt much more relaxed, and the road that had already reached its upper limit continued to see the direction of progress.

This inevitably made him a little excited.

"Fight again as I just said."

He Ao said calmly.

The young man quickly calmed down and began to continue boxing.

At this time, Fengling came over carefully,

"Master, do you think I have any martial arts talent? Am I the kind of martial arts wizard who is rare to see in a hundred years?"

He Ao glanced at her and said, "No."

Fengling:······

When boxing this time, the young man gradually became familiar with Fusion and the changes that He Ao gave him. His movements were a little unfamiliar at first, but then slowly began to become smoother.

When he finished this time, he looked at He Ao excitedly and said, "Thank you sir for your teaching. Can you please accept me as your disciple?"

He Ao glanced at him, shook off the water droplets on his umbrella, turned around and prepared to leave.

Upon seeing this, the young man quickly knelt down in front of He Ao and kowtowed to He Ao, "Sir, please accept me as your disciple."

The rain soaked his clothes and hair.

Once a person has seen hope, he will never be able to endure the dark days again, just like a drowning person who sees straw and desperately tries to grasp it.

"Sir, sir, please teach me."

The young man was kneeling on the ground, already speaking a little incoherently, "Students are willing to take the lead for the teacher, and do whatever it takes, no matter how hard they work, no matter how hard they work."

He Ao turned sideways, preparing to avoid the young man.

The young man quickly moved his body and blocked his way. His face was full of anxiety, and tears mixed with rain fell down, "Sir..."

Fengling also felt that this time might be crucial for her friend. She threw away her umbrella and knelt down in front of He Ao.

"Master, although this friend of mine is naive, he learns things very quickly. He has been able to learn martial arts since he was a child. Moreover, he is an honest and honest person. He is a fool who studies martial arts. He will never do anything to disgrace your reputation. If you ask him to go east but he doesn't dare to go west, if you ask him to go west but he doesn't dare to go east, just accept him."

He Ao calmly watched the two people in the rain curtain.

After a brief pause, he whispered, "Get up."

The young man was startled, thinking that He Ao was going to continue chasing him, so he quickly said, "Sir..."

"Leave a phone number and get up."

He Ao repeated calmly.

The young man was immediately stunned, "Sir, what is this?"

Fengling reacted immediately. She took out a notebook and a pen from her small bag and quickly wrote down a phone number in the rain. She tore off the page and handed it to He Ao.

"Sir, phone."