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Chapter 463 Martial arts are not for performance

Qin Fen remained heartless that night. A naturally optimistic person would do everything with energy. As for the Heavenly Court, he couldn't control it, and Buddhism was even more powerless. He really didn't mean it.

When I woke up, the sky was still dark, and the weather in the capital was better than a dog.

After washing up, he took Xiao Douding downstairs. This guy was already running around in a hurry in the room. If he hadn't pretended to be a dead dog, he wouldn't be able to enter the door.

Qin Fen took a look at Xiao Xiaozi, knowing that he couldn't hold back anymore, and he had to question whether the other person's kidney function was that good. This was obviously frequent urination.

Holding the motionless dead dog, Chef Qin, walked down the hotel. The waiter in the lobby had a strange look on his face, and he couldn't understand it. This forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds. Today, I saw a toy.

Walking on the street, Qin Fen was a little dizzy. It seemed that he looked about the same horizontally, vertically, left, and right. In such a big capital city, there was no one acquaintance, so let alone the familiar streets.

Putting down the impatient little Douding, Qin Fen told it with his eyes that you can't grab the territory at will here, if you meet the aunt with the red armband, you will be finished.

There was music in my ear, it was so familiar, Legend of Phoenix and Little Apple, a goddamn square dance.

Following the sound, Qin Fen came to the bottom of a building. The place was already overcrowded, and there were many breakfast shops nearby. However, Qin Fen looked at Jiaoquan, not sure if it was delicious, so he decided to do some activities first.

Music, rhythm, movement and figure, this place is full of vitality, Qin Fen walked to a corner, the quiet handsome man is still suitable to be a grass, and Xiao Douding is also very low-key, sneaking into the flower bed in a flash, persistently grabbing Territory, it is an ambitious stray dog.

There were quite a lot of people at the event. Qin Fen stood upright and slowly opened his posture. He did not practice martial arts until he was old. There was a clear difference between Chinese martial arts and martial arts. Chef Qin found that every time he finished a few sets, the blood flow in his body would slow down. It will be extremely fast, and the whole person is full of vitality. Now he needs to practice hard and come up with a simpler routine.

It is provided to the public in conjunction with dietary therapy, no need to play, just need to keep fit.The basis is Wu Qin Xi, which is more suitable than Tai Chi.

Look around, scan not far away from him, and found a young man standing on a pile, his posture seems to be a bit weird and nondescript, he can't tell where the problem is, Qin Fen doesn't know much about Chinese martial arts, what genres and classifications are all confused, and he has a lot of troubles. I don't understand the practice method of the family, but even though I don't understand it, I found that the young man's posture can stimulate blood, but it doesn't flow smoothly.

If he continues to practice like this, there are only two results, either he will be crippled first, and he will get old with hidden injuries, or he will lose his temper, and hard work can make up for his weakness.

After walking a few steps forward, Qin Fen took a look at him and took out a cigarette, "Dude, would you like one?" That substandard Mandarin seemed a bit unusual in the square.

smokes?The young man looked at him speechlessly. He didn't see him exercising, and he had never seen such a fucking person. Can you see the occasion.

The young man didn't speak, and practiced on his own.

"My name is Qin Fen, Fen of Struggle, I just came to the capital, are you practicing martial arts?" The chef was a little curious, such a scene is rarely seen, let alone the other party is still young.

"It's not practicing martial arts, it's practicing martial arts!" The young man replied stubbornly.

The corner of Qin Fen's mouth was cracked, did he respond to anyone, "What's the difference? I think you seem to be standing up."

The rookie, the young man scorned in his heart, "Martial arts are not Chinese martial arts, martial arts are for performances, Chinese martial arts!" The young man didn't say that, that was the old saying, it was for defending the country, and Chinese martial arts were used to kill people.

"So that's it. What do you know? Let's talk, I know Tai Chi!" Qin Fen didn't know much about martial arts circles, and he couldn't even be considered a half-way monk.

Tai Chi, sister, do you think it is aerobics?Let’s also share, the young man felt that he didn’t read the almanac when he went out today, and he met a lunatic.

Glancing at the other party, the young man's face was serious, and he turned to the other side, the unspoken meaning was obvious.

Qin Fen had no choice but to go back to his seat, found a place to sit down, and looked at each other while smoking a cigarette.

The young man stood motionless for a while, and it seemed that he was not as relaxed as he imagined. After a while, he began to sweat, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.Qin Fen squinted his eyes. There was something wrong with the opponent's movements, but the pile itself was not in a normal posture, so he began to feel tired all of a sudden.

After the next few moves, the chef had a smile on his face. He had never studied or looked at stances, but at that moment, he found and corrected the opponent's posture. Now that he has done these few moves, he It was found that the other party did not learn Tai Chi, but it was somewhat similar.The ignorant and ignorant Chef Qin looked at it happily as if he had found a toy, and his eyes continued to analyze and simulate.

His body shook lightly, following the opponent's rhythm, "This is stealing the teacher!" Qin Fen found out the problem, no wonder the opponent's movements looked a bit nondescript, it should not be taught by the master.

Just as he was watching, a foreigner suddenly appeared beside him and yelled at the young man. With this sound, the ground shook and the mountains shook. Qin Fen choked on the smoke and almost died of coughing.

"Master, I went to your place yesterday, and I couldn't open your steel door!"

The surrounding area was very quiet, terrifyingly quiet, no matter if it was an old man or a woman, or a middle-aged youth, even a teenager looked at that buddy with a strange expression on his face, and they selectively ignored foreigners.

Qin Fen was very melancholy. Are you worthy of the people by doing so in public?
The young man was sweating profusely, he was in a hurry, I'll go, this is disgusting.What does it mean that my steel door cannot be opened?

"Look at that young man in a hurry." An old man laughed.

"Young people nowadays, don't understand!" The old lady was speechless.

Seeing the foreigner approaching, the young man yelled, "Fuck off, what do you call my steel door? That's an iron door! No one will treat you as dumb if you can't speak."

The foreigner clacked his forehead with a simple and honest smile, steel?He is not very clear about the Chinese characters.

"Private server, what can you teach me today?" The foreigner looked very sincere, with a smile on his face.

Qin Fen's heart hurts so much, it hurts for others, private server?Your sister, I will return the official website.However, from today's scene, he can also see a sign that foreigners are looking at China and its culture, and they are very interested in many things.

effort!That word is so fascinating.

Unfortunately, he also chose a rookie.Qin Fen also muttered something in his heart.

"Then let me teach you how to stand." The young man thought for a while.

The foreigner is very happy, there is something new today, in his mind this is a real practitioner, not the old men and women he usually sees, and it is not a show, it is real kung fu.

"Okay, private server, private server?" The foreigner asked several times, but the young man didn't answer, but looked into the distance.

Qin Fen frowned, and cursed secretly, a man not far away was pestering a girl, and the young man's eyes became more and more irritable.

(End of this chapter)