Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Here, Zhuo Yan followed Lin Yi, and saw Hu Mingyuan froze in place, standing on one leg, with a bamboo stick on his coiled leg.

Zhuo Yan had question marks on his face, and Hu Mingyuan was sweating profusely, unwilling to give Zhuo Yan a look.

Zhuo Yan felt bad, didn't he?

Ji Dong sat on the chair, looked at Zhuo Yan, and said with a smile, "Come on, let me see if you punch me."

When Zhuo Yan eliminated others, Ji Dong discovered Zhuo Yan, a wonderful person.

If Hu Mingyuan likes to innovate by himself, but still retains a bit of the original look.

Then Zhuo Yan is more extreme than Hu Mingyuan.

When he was competing in martial arts, his moves were all chaotic, and there were no routines to find.

And there's also a lot of slapstick tendencies.

However, just from this, Lin Yi could see that Zhuo Yan's martial arts talent might be much higher than Hu Mingyuan's.

His intuition is very accurate, and he can also adjust his own moves according to the opponent's moves. This ability is destined to become a martial arts master.

There is absolutely no problem with this kind of behavior on a master.

But Zhuo Yan is not yet 20 years old. With the foundation formed by chaos, when he grows up, he will pay a greater price to adjust his behavior, and maybe Zhuo Yan will lose this talent for nothing.

Lin Yi thought about it, and sure enough, he saw that Zhuo Yan made mistakes in many places when he punched.

However, this silly Baitian didn't know that he was wrong, so he nodded with a very serious expression, feeling that he was very powerful.

Ji Dong didn't understand why Huo Qing let Zhuo Yan go and didn't correct Zhuo Yan's problems.

After Zhuo Yan finished punching, he looked at Lin Yi, saw Lin Yi's thoughtful appearance, and said, "Master Lin, do you think I'm very good!!"

Lin Yi looked at Zhuo Yan and said, "Very good, come on, you can hit me again."

Zhuo Yan typed again, and the wrong place changed again.

Lin Yi frowned, and asked Zhuo Yan to hit him again. This time, just as he expected, Zhuo Yan's mistakes changed again.

Ji Dong couldn't laugh or cry, he finally knew why Huo Qing couldn't correct him.

This kid Zhuo Yan has changed too much. His routines are too random, so even if he corrects it, it will be useless. It is better to let this kid develop freely.

Zhuo Yan looked at Ji Yi suspiciously after punching, Lin Yi stood up with a smile, Zhuo Yan unconsciously thumped in his heart when he saw Lin Yi's smile.

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Very well, come on."

Lin Yi led Zhuo Yan to the wooden stake. The wooden stake is specially used for boxing, and there are many prominent places.

Ji Dong asked Zhuo Yan to perform the first pose against the stake, and said, "That's it, don't move, you can change after I come back."

Zhuo Yan groaned, and said with a bitter face: "Master Lin, what kind of training is this for me?"

Lin Yi knocked him on the head with a bamboo whip, and said: "You boy, you don't have a solid foundation, so you want to fly into the sky. Do you think it's amazing that you can win? The person who fought against you, himself The basics are not as good as you, if he learns a little more time, do you think you can beat him?"

"The most important thing about your problem now is to get all your postures right, get familiar with them, and don't think about changing anything."

Zhuo Yan frowned and said, "Master Lin, I know about those things."

"Are you sure, the three punches you punched, there are leaks in every place."

Lin Yi said with a straight face, "Practicing martial arts is to build tall buildings on the foundation. Don't think that you can be invincible. Your foundation is very unstable. Don't waste your foundation and talent."

Zhuo Yan looked at Ji Dong, the smile on his face disappeared, he knew that Ji Yi was not joking.

"Understood, Master Lin." Zhuo Yan said, and then made a good pose.

The disciples around all turned their gazes over, Ji Yi swept over, and everyone lowered their heads and began to practice.

Although Ji Dong is very gentle, his eyes are too oppressive.

Xie Yuanming also lowered his head and punched unconsciously. Lin Yi walked up to Xie Yuanming, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "Come with me."

When Ji Dong walked away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It scared me to death, Master Lin is really scary."

"Master Lin is just a tiger with a smile on his face. I feel that he is stricter than my master."

"Oh my god, that's scary, so our training has already started?"

"Actually, I still have a little expectation."

"What to look forward to, I feel a little flustered."

Everyone talked a lot, but they didn't dare to make too much noise, they calmed down and practiced kung fu while talking.

Lin Yi took Xie Yuanming back to the practice room. Hu Mingyuan was still persevering, his head already covered with sweat.

Lin Yi didn't even look at it, Xie Yuanming looked at Hu Mingyuan, and Hu Mingyuan didn't even bother to look at Xie Yuanming.

Xie Yuanming smiled wryly, it's over, it's his turn.

Lin Yi sat back on the stool, looked at Xie Yuanming, and smiled gently.

Xie Yuanming met Lin Yi for the first time, and felt that Lin Yi must be a very gentle scholar-like person who would not lose his temper or reprimand others.

But now I have a little understanding of the real Lin Yi, a real Confucian scholar.

The real Confucians are not the corrupt Confucians in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but those who walked through the countries on foot with their masters behind their masters and with swords in the Warring States Period.

They are both civil and military, and they are gentle gentlemen. Although they are kind to others on weekdays and seem easy to bully, they are definitely not powerless.

Just like that sentence, if a friend comes from afar, he must be punished.

Xie Yuanming looked at Ji Dong and felt that his thinking was correct.

There was some strange feeling in Xie Yuanming's eyes, which made Lin Yi a little puzzled, but he couldn't ask, so he said, "Yuanming."

Xie Yuanming immediately stood up straight, afraid that Ji Dong would suddenly become Spartan.

"Master Lin!" He cupped his hands.

With a half-smile, Lin Yi said, "Don't be nervous, you're fine, there's actually nothing to say."

Xie Yuanming breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay.

Ji Dong went on to say, "You are here to practice the Mizong Art."

Xie Yuanming looked at Ji Dong, a little puzzled.

Although his Mi Zong Yi is not as good as Hu Mingyuan, there is nothing wrong with him.

Lin Yi looked at Xie Yuanming. After he finished speaking, Xie Yuanming began to practice the Mi Zong Art.

Xie Yuanming's foundation is very good, his foundation is much better than that of Hu Mingyuan and Zhuo Yan, and his martial arts style is also very moderate, neither radical nor innovative, just follow the old path honestly.

This kind of honest character is also the reason why Huo Qing chose him as his successor. ,

There are advantages to this style, but there are also disadvantages.

Ji Dong doesn't like to change other people's style very much. Xie Yuanming's moderation character is very good. Martial arts practice doesn't have to be aggressive, and sometimes moderation is a rarer quality.

He only needs to constantly strengthen his foundation, correct some deviations, and increase his strength. Xie Yuanming can also become a martial arts master like Huo Qing.

Ji Dong didn't do much with Xie Yuanming. He had already formed a system and was enjoying himself. He just needed to tell Xie Yuanming not to be lazy, make more corrections, and let him practice the eight inner cultivations. Instead, he was Ji Dong's favorite person.

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't say much, Xie Yuanming put his heart down and began to practice the Mizong Art.