Chapter 215

The clear sky was a little gloomy at this moment. The sun in the middle of the sky was not strong, and the delicate sunlight shone on the lotus pond. It was especially enchanting and indescribably refreshing. A gentle breeze blew, and the lotus leaves swayed, causing ripples to appear on the calm surface of the water.

If Zhang Xiaohua was here, she would definitely like such a beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, on such a beautiful day, he was below the beautiful scenery.

Zhang Xiaohua asked Zhang Chengyue.

Zhang Chengyue did not comment. He only sat quietly behind the desk, as if he was tired of Zhang Xiaohua talking too much.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua did not say anything more. She gathered her spirit and practiced the Fist of the North Star from beginning to end in this somewhat dark but brightly lit martial arts training field.

Zhang Xiaohua practiced this Fist of the North Star dozens of times every day, so she was naturally very familiar with it. The 653 moves were displayed with vigor and vigor. As the ancients said, phoenixes were born from fire, and people could only grow through battle.

This Fist of the North Star that had been baptized by the Martial Arts Exhibition was not comparable to the Fist of the North Star from a few days ago. When Zhang Xiaohua displayed the fist technique at this time, it felt as if the fist was born from the heart. Every move was extremely natural, and the connection of the moves was like flowing water, without the slightest bit of sluggishness. In fact, "vigor and vigor" was only used to describe the momentum of Zhang Xiaohua's fist technique. It really felt like the ancestor of all fists, looking down on all living things. But the real move did not emit the slightest bit of wind or force. Any force was hidden in the fist technique, just like a tiger that was accumulating strength. It did not look ferocious, but as long as someone provoked it, it would show its ferocity.

Zhang Chengyue was naturally an expert in fist techniques. Although he did not care about this fist technique that did not have the support of internal strength, he already knew the extraordinary origin of this fist technique. When he looked at it carefully, he could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. Not to mention the moves of this fist technique, just the fist force that Zhang Xiaohua displayed was definitely not to be underestimated.

However, it was still difficult for Zhang Chengyue.

After all, he had been practicing martial arts for many years. What Arhat Fist, Arhat Fist, Erlang Fist, etc. He had learned some of them before, while he only knew the moves for some of them. However, he was an outstanding talent of his time, and these fist moves had long been imprinted in his mind. The moves of Zhang Xiaohua's set of fist moves were very different from the moves in his memory. If they were completely different, it would be easy to explain, as he could just memorize them again. However, these moves just happened to have different angles and directions. They were just a hair's breadth away from what he remembered. It was not easy to memorize such moves.

Therefore, after Zhang Xiaohua played twice, Zhang Chengyue had no choice but to ask her to slow down and play slowly.

Zhang Xiaohua naturally did not mind. Anyway, he did not care about the speed of the fist technique. When he reached the seventh time, there would definitely be a warm current. Therefore, he really slowed down and performed it bit by bit.

After watching it a few more times, Zhang Chengyue said, "Zhang Xiaohua, stop. I'll think about it for a while and then prepare to copy it."

Zhang Xiaohua counted in her heart. This was only the fifth time, and there were still two more times to go. She said, "I'm not tired. Master Uncle Zhang, please watch it two more times."

Then, she performed it for the sixth time. Who would have thought that just as Zhang Xiaohua performed it for the sixth time, the warm current immediately rose from her feet. Zhang Xiaohua could not help but be happy. It seemed that her Fist of the North Star had reached another level. As this time was also slow, the warm current flowed through the bones in her body slowly. Zhang Xiaohua felt that her whole body was burdened. Opposite her, Zhang Chengyue also felt that Zhang Xiaohua's aura was more dignified. It was as if there was a mountain in front of her, making her feel stifled and unable to vent her anger.

Until Zhang Xiaohua stopped, the two were still immersed in the feeling just now.

Zhang Xiaohua thought, "Why didn't I think that the Fist of the North Star could have such a magical effect if it was performed very slowly?"

Zhang Chengyue thought, "The Ancestor of All Fists is indeed extraordinary. Just a young man like Zhang Xiaohua who has just entered the sect can produce such an aura. If I, or Sect Leader Ou, were to perform it personally, what would the situation be like?"

Thinking about it made his heart burn. He couldn't wait to finish copying it and study it carefully.

However, it was also because of the uniqueness of these fist techniques that he did not dare to write it down immediately. After carefully recalling it in his mind, he walked out from behind the document and said, "Zhang Xiaohua, I've seen you perform it six times. Now I'll perform it once. What do you think?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Master Uncle Zhang's aptitude is naturally extraordinary. You can perform this fist technique after watching it a few times. I'm looking forward to it."

Thus, Zhang Xiaohua stood on the side and Zhang Chengyue performed it.

It must be said that Zhang Chengyue was indeed extraordinary. He was actually able to break through the usual shackles in a very short period of time. He was able to connect the different fist techniques together and perform it once.

However, in Zhang Xiaohua's eyes, Zhang Chengyue's first few moves were pleasing to the eye, but the later ones were particularly uncomfortable. However, if she asked him to point out the shortcomings, he would not be able to do it.

After Zhang Chengyue performed it with great difficulty, he stopped and looked at Zhang Xiaohua eagerly, waiting for his affirmation. Zhang Xiaohua did not know whether to praise or criticize him. She could only clap her hands and say, "Master Uncle Zhang, you're amazing."

Then, she scratched her head and said, "However, I don't know if you performed it correctly. I'd better perform it for you again."

After saying that, she was about to start when Zhang Chengyue stopped her and said, "Zhang Xiaohua, that is to say, you don't know if the fist techniques I performed are correct or not."

Zhang Xiaohua said awkwardly, "Well, Master Uncle Zhang, I only know how to perform boxing. Many of the fist techniques you performed made me uncomfortable. As for whether they were correct or not, I really don't know."

Zhang Chengyue was helpless. It was rare to meet such a person who only knew how to perform boxing, but when others learned from him, he did not know if others were correct.

Zhang Chengyue thought for a moment and said, "How about this? You perform a move first. I'll record it and compare it myself."

Zhang Xiaohua was naturally happy that she did not need to worry about it. She first performed a few moves and waited there.

Zhang Chengyue watched and closed his eyes to think for a while before he started to sketch and make notes at the side.

After he finished recording a move, he let Zhang Xiaohua perform a few more moves. After recording ten moves, Zhang Chengyue threw the pen to the side in exhaustion and said, "Alright, let's stop here for today. Why is it so tiring to copy this move of yours compared to copying other fist techniques?"

Zhang Xiaohua shrugged, indicating that it had nothing to do with her.

Then, she walked over and said, "Master Uncle Zhang, can I see the moves you recorded?"

Zhang Chengyue waved his hand and said, "Pick it up and take a look. This is the result of our hard work today. Please give me your valuable opinions!"

In his opinion, since Zhang Xiaohua could not tell if his moves were good or bad, he might not be able to tell if the fist manual was placed there. He could only wait for him to finish recording it and match it with Zhang Xiaohua's moves to correct the mistakes.

Zhang Xiaohua picked up the fist manual and looked at the detailed records on it. The graphics were lifelike and she could not help but praise, "Master Uncle Zhang is indeed a professional."

However, after looking at it a few more times and comparing the moves in the fist manual with the person in her mind, she found something wrong.

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and said, "Master Uncle Zhang, look here. Shouldn't it be like this?"

Then, she pointed at a place in the fist manual and performed it herself.

Zhang Chengyue took a look and slapped his forehead, saying, "Aiyo, it's really empiricism, empiricism."

After Zhang Chengyue corrected it, Zhang Xiaohua actually found a lot of mistakes in it. Zhang Chengyue was a little embarrassed. He had just patted his chest and guaranteed that there was no problem, but now there were a lot of mistakes. This was a matter of face …

In fact, he could not be blamed. It was a fist technique that he was familiar with. If he changed it a little all of a sudden, it would be a problem no matter how he recorded it.

Zhang Chengyue honestly corrected it according to Zhang Xiaohua's instructions. Then, he asked in surprise, "Zhang Xiaohua, why can't you find any mistakes in my fist technique, but you can find the moves I recorded?"

Zhang Xiaohua chuckled and said, "I don't know why. I just know that I can find them."

What kind of answer was that?

It was already afternoon when they came out of the underground training field. Zhang Chengyue arranged for Zhang Xiaohua to rest in a small courtyard nearby so that she could continue recording tomorrow.

Zhang Xiaohua wanted to see her second brother, Zhang Xiaohu, but how could Zhang Chengyue agree? If he did not record the Fist of the North Star in the fist manual, he would not be at ease letting Zhang Xiaohua wander around the Misty School.

However, the guest room in Zhang Chengyue's courtyard was much better than the one in the pharmacy. Not only was the room big and well-decorated, there were even a few young ladies waiting on the side.

Zhang Xiaohua had never experienced such a situation before. She quickly asked Zhang Chengyue to send these people away before he left.

After eating a few fruits, Zhang Xiaohua practiced the Fist of the North Star dozens of times in this quiet and beautiful courtyard to complete his homework for the day. What was special was that when the warm current appeared, he deliberately practiced the fist technique very slowly so that he could truly feel the seriousness of the bone-honing.

Sure enough, when the warm current of the nine-time bone-honing passed, although Zhang Xiaohua could not clearly feel the difference, he had a slight understanding in his heart. The warm current of the bone-honing was different from the true Qi in the meridians. It had to be slow, just like drinking water and drinking tea. Drinking water had to be done quickly to quench thirst, while drinking tea had to be done slowly. Different martial arts required different execution methods and speeds.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohua thought of the sword in his left hand. Wasn't it the same for the sixteen changes?

Some changes had to be fast so that he could be caught off guard and hit. Some changes had to be slow so that when the changes in the sword's momentum and the body's movements were no longer changeable, it would be like a dormant poisonous snake that could not be avoided.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua could not help but feel the itch to practice. He reached out his hand and took out the small sword. Sometimes it was fast, sometimes it was slow, and sometimes it was slow. The speed of the slow and the fast of the sword was exquisite to experience the changes in the sword moves.

Alas, poor Zhang Xiaohua. Such a simple principle, if it was a formal education, would have been recorded on paper long ago. Why would he need to wait until now to understand such a simple principle?

It is indeed difficult to become a talent through self-learning!

PS: I am not feeling well. Sorry for the late update.

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