Chapter 35 Do you know nothing about Taijiquan?

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Ren almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Is there anything that is not in place? What else do you want to do? Um? It takes a day to get started with Tai Chi, do you still think it is too long?

For some reason, he felt that the kid in front of him spoke in this tone on purpose, but he had no proof.

Not far away, Wang Ping and the others who were standing on their posts also looked over.

"Um."

Zhang Ren frowned slightly, and said two words slowly, "It's okay."

"Then, can I learn Tai Chi now?"

Chen Fan asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time.

The atmosphere was quiet again.

"about there."

Zhang Ren nodded.

"What!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ping and the others became very excited.

"Brother Fan, can he learn Tai Chi? So fast!"

"Didn't Uncle Zhang say that it takes at least a month to get started with Taiji Zhuang?"

"Yeah, you can learn Taijiquan only after getting started with Taiji piles. That is to say, Brother Fan has already..."

The speaker opens his mouth wide, as if he could swallow a basket of eggs.

"Really?"

Chen Fan also showed surprise on his face, "That's great, Uncle Zhang, thank you."

"Um."

Zhang Ren responded lightly, feeling a little irritable for some reason.

If he didn't know Chen Fan a little bit, he really doubted whether the other party was an awakened person?

At first glance, martial arts and supernatural powers seem to be irrelevant, but in fact, the types of awakened people are all kinds of strange things, only you can't imagine, there is no supernatural power that they can't awaken.

However, the awakening of abilities is like everyone's innate talent. If you have it, you don't. But he had never heard of such a thing.

Could it be that this kid is really a one-in-million martial arts prodigy?

"Damn it, Brother Fan is really getting started? Awesome!"

"I'm so envious, Brother Fan has started to practice Tai Chi, and we are still practicing the basics, alas."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Ren turned around sharply, "The time of Wuji Pile will be extended by ten minutes, and if someone talks too much, it will be extended by half an hour."

A few people suddenly looked like quails, and honestly said nothing.

"It seems that I really have no chance to catch up with him," Zhao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, "However, for my own sake, I have to persevere."

An hour later, Chen Fan finished the Tai Chi pile, blinked at Wang Ping and the others, then looked at Zhang Ren with a playful smile and said, "Uncle Zhang, what's next?"

Zhang Ren closed his eyes first, as if to adjust, then slowly opened his eyes, and said: "The reason why I let you start practicing from the Wuji pose is because walking is the foundation in Taiji, and Taiji emphasizes the beginning of strength." From the heel, to the legs, to dominate the waist, to the fingers, from the feet to the legs to the waist to the hands, follow each other up and down, complete one breath, the lower body determines the upper body, the footwork must be accurate and stable, so that the upper body will not shake. "

Chen Fan nodded repeatedly.

To see whether a person can play Tai Chi well, first of all, look at the walking footwork, and secondly, whether the punches are accurate, and then cooperate with the basic breathing technique. This is a complete set of Tai Chi methods.

"Footwork, boxing, and the art of breathing?"

Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

The art of breathing?

Could it be possible to develop true qi after practicing to a certain level?

Zhang Ren glanced at him, seeming to see what he was thinking, and said: "The technique of breathing and breathing is not the martial arts mentality in some martial arts novels. It is not as powerful as you think. It is just a part of Taijiquan." .

Chen Fan smiled sheepishly.

"I'll give you a complete type first, watch it."

"ah?"

Not far away, Wang Ping exclaimed, and glanced at the opponent's leg intentionally or unintentionally.

"Ah what? I'm lame, not broken."

Zhang Ren said angrily, "After they all finish standing, you can stand for another half an hour."

Wang Ping looked loveless.

Soon, Zhang Ren started to practice Taijiquan. At the beginning, it was nothing. If you were some young people, you would have been impatient, but just watching it, you will be intoxicated unconsciously.

His movements follow each other up and down, as if blending with the surrounding environment, his steps are as light as a feather, and his steps are as heavy as Mount Tai. Even, you would never think that this person is lame.

A few minutes later, Zhang Ren slowly recuperated, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his complexion became even more ruddy visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Chen Fan looked at the skill column of the attribute panel, and sure enough, a line of small characters appeared.

Zhang Style Taijiquan: Know nothing (0%)

There is also a line of grayed-out small characters below, which are preconditions, such as Tai Chi style lv1, basic footwork lv1, etc. Fortunately, he has achieved all of them.

He let out a long breath, spent a lot of effort, and finally learned [Tai Chi], it was not easy.

I don't know what kind of features can be unlocked, but it should be much greater than the improvement of [Tai Chi Style], right?

It's just that, the strange thing is that, unlike basic archery, basic footwork, etc., the proficiency of Taijiquan doesn't seem to be measured by grades? But do you know nothing about the idiom of this kind of evaluation?

"This is Zhang's Taijiquan," Zhang Ren's voice sounded, "The real Taijiquan has long been lost. Today's Taijiquan schools are based on some moves preserved in ancient books, combined with other martial arts. , but much the same..."

Halfway through the speech, a slight sound of footsteps came from far and near.

"Let's do this first, specifically, I'll teach you after you finish your lunch."

"okay."

Chen Fan is a bit strange,

"elder brother."

The crisp child's voice sounded, Chen Chen ran over quickly, and said with a smile: "Mom asked me to call you home for dinner, Zhang, Uncle Zhang..."

He shrank his neck, in his eyes, Zhang Ren looked like a strange uncle.

"Uncle Zhang, then I'll go back first, everyone, see you in the afternoon."

After saying goodbye to several people with a smile, Chen Fan walked home with his younger brother.

The other people also finished their positions, and went back after seeing this. After all, they were all hungry. Only Wang Ping stood alone in the open space, looking at Zhang Ren eagerly.

"Brother, mom made a lot of food today? Yes, there are so many." He hugged his hands.

"Yeah?"

Chen Fan couldn't help but patted his head, "Then are you happy?"

"Yeah, happy!"

Chen Chen nodded again and again, and then there was a look of distress on his small face, "But mother said, it's all for my brother. My brother is working hard, so he needs to eat more."

"It's okay, when the time comes, everyone will eat together. After eating, brother will bring back more."

"Uh-huh!"

Sure enough, before reaching the door, a smell of meat came to the nostrils. On the table, there was a pot full of meat, steaming.

"came back?"

Chen Guodong showed a smile on his face, "The freshly cooked meat, hurry up and eat it, it's enough for today."

"Really?"

Chen Fan also laughed, "Then I won't be polite."

He is full of anticipation waiting for a big meal and a wave of potential points.

(end of this chapter)