"Very good!" Wen Xiaoyu finished speaking, turning around, in a very standard standing posture, punching, kicking, and making a lot of force. Wen Xiaoyu was already very sleepy, but after seeing the old beggar, he didn't know why, he was so excited and completely sleepy.

The old beggar looked at Wen Xiaoyu's punches and kicks from the side, and various basic movements. When he looked at these movements, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. Obviously, Wen Xiaoyu's progress made him never even think about it. He originally thought that Wen Xiaoyu had already practiced it for so long, but now he looked at it, Wen Xiaoyu's progress speed was much faster than he expected.

He watched Wen Xiaoyu stand again and picked up a broom from the side. He turned around and aimed the broom at Wen Xiaoyu's calves, and made a strong move to the left and right. It hurts very hard, but Wen Xiaoyu held on and stood there, motionless. The old beggar kept several times in a row, but Wen Xiaoyu still didn't move. After a while, the old beggar nodded with satisfaction, threw the broom on his hand to the side, and stood in front of Wen Xiaoyu. "Do you still want to learn some kung fu with me?" Wen Xiaoyu didn't know why, looking at the old beggar's eyes, and he didn't even want to lie. He nodded firmly, "I really want to learn, I'm very interested in aiming at these things!"

"Then I will give you a chance. You hit me. Within one minute, as long as you can hit me, I will accept you as an apprentice and teach you more things. But if you can't hit me, I will leave because you are not qualified to be my apprentice!"

"No, you are like this, let me hit you?" Wen Xiaoyu hesitated, and the old beggar smiled slightly, "Five seconds have passed!"

"Then what should I do if I beat you up?" Wen Xiaoyu was still struggling, and the old beggar continued to speak, "Fifteen seconds have passed!" Wen Xiaoyu heard this, gritted his teeth and said nothing, and began to punch the old beggar. He punched himself and thought he could kill the old beggar directly, so he still stopped his strength. However, unexpectedly, when the fist reached the old beggar's eyes, the old beggar gently turned around and avoided. Wen Xiaoyu turned his hand back and felt very strong. The old beggar lowered his head and easily avoided it. He also saw through Wen Xiaoyu's thoughts. "If you don't use all your strength, a minute will pass."

A trace of contempt flashed in the old beggar's eyes. Wen Xiaoyu was really anxious. He tried his best to punch like a meteor in the sky, and hit the old beggar frantically. The old beggar dodged left and right. The room was not big, but the old beggar was free to move. Wen Xiaoyu's fists and feet were always a little different. While the old beggar was hiding, he counted "forty-five, forty-six." As for Wen Xiaoyu, there had been a storm in his heart. He never dreamed that such a thin old beggar had such good skills and agile body.

He tried his best and couldn't even touch him. The more he did this, the more curious Wen Xiaoyu was about the old beggar. The more he did this, the more unwilling he was. He saw that he had already counted fifty-five and fifty-six, and Wen Xiaoyu could not beat the old beggar.

At this time, Wen Xiaoyu suddenly stopped. After stopping again, he stopped punching, jumped and rushed directly. Wen Xiaoyu was a real person, and he opened his arms. How big the coverage area was? The old beggar felt something was wrong. He suddenly took a step back and stepped on the sofa with his feet. Then he jumped hard. He jumped out of Wen Xiaoyu's upper body, but when he saw that he was about to pass Wen Xiaoyu, Wen Xiaoyu raised his hand and grabbed his ankle and subconsciously swung hard. It can be said that Wen Xiaoyu's speed was extremely fast, and he didn't even have time to react, and the old beggar was thrown away by him.

With a bang, the old beggar hit the door next to the door and fell heavily to the ground. Wen Xiaoyu's hand was not a joke now. The old beggar lay on the ground and covered his chest in pain. Wen Xiaoyu knew that he had caused trouble.

"Sorry, sorry, I really didn't mean it!" Wen Xiaoyu hurried over and helped the old beggar to the sofa. He looked apologetic from the side, served tea and poured water. The old beggar also rested on the sofa for a while before he recovered.

Staring at Wen Xiaoyu with an apology, he laughed at Wen Xiaoyu, and nodded while laughing. At this moment, blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth, which scared Wen Xiaoyu. However, the old beggar did not take it seriously at all, and easily reached out to wipe it. "It's better if it's not a fool, it's better if it's not a fool. It's good to know that adapting is a good thing, hahaha!" The old beggar laughed again at this time, "I want white wine if there is any wine."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wen Xiaoyu turned around and hurried to the side. He took out a bottle of white wine from the past and handed it to the old beggar. He also found some peanuts from the side and gave them to the old beggar. He was very sensible and gave them some food to the old beggar. He had been with Luo Hao for so long, and was more or less influenced by Luo Hao. The old beggar nodded with satisfaction, drank the wine in big mouthfuls, and looked at Wen Xiaoyu up and down.

Wen Xiaoyu stayed honestly from the side, just the old beggar dodged just now. Wen Xiaoyu was also a person who punched the boxing, and knew how powerful these two strokes were. The old beggar drank and ate peanuts. After a while, the old beggar said, "Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"

Wen Xiaoyu stared at the old beggar's eyes and thought for a moment, "I used to like boxing. I gave up for a woman's love and for a woman. Maybe it's related to my childhood experience. I'm a little thinking about it for a while, and I don't know why these moves on the fist and foot are just very interested. Moreover, these simple moves are easy to learn and not talk about. The adjustment of our physical condition is really great. I can feel the changes that I have brought to me during this period of practice."

When Wen Xiaoyu wanted to continue talking, the old beggar directly interrupted him, "The most important thing is that you are not the most important thing."

Wen Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, "The most important thing is that I have hatred, and I have no helpers, no friends, I can only rely on myself. I hope I will become stronger and stronger. I want to use my own strength to protect my mother and avenge my father."

Wen Xiaoyu said the key position after the last sentence. After listening to it, the old beggar smiled slightly, and did not talk about this topic. He spoke directly from the side, "Then I ask you, do you know what I do? Do you want to learn from me? Do you know in your heart?"

"Martial arts, I think you must have real kung fu. I want to learn your kung fu and ability from you, be your apprentice, and in addition." Wen Xiaoyu said this, suddenly looked up and looked at the old beggar opposite him. "You must be a person with a story. Now that you have fallen to this point, you will definitely have hatred in your heart. If I, Wen Xiaoyu, can practice it, I will definitely eliminate the hatred in the master's heart."

This sentence made the expression on the old beggar's face change. This truth can definitely be seen by Wen Xiaoyu as smart as a person. Otherwise, why would such an old man with unique skills be thin and so thin to become a beggar?

"As for the word "decline", I feel deeply. I don't know whether you know or not in my family, but in short, no one wants to fall to this point." Wen Xiaoyu's words seemed to be talking to the old beggar, and it was also like saying to herself that the room was very quiet and the old beggar no longer drank.

After a while, the old beggar looked up and looked up and down at Wen Xiaoyu, "Do you know what national martial arts are?"

"It's martial arts, martial arts!" Wen Xiaoyu quickly replied. The old beggar shook his head from the side and continued, "The martial arts that only kill the enemy but not perform are called national martial arts. There are many national martial arts. Do you know what Bajiquan is?"

Looking at Wen Xiaoyu shook his head, the old beggar continued to say, "Tai Chi will not go out for ten years, and Baji will kill people in one year. Wen has Tai Chi to help the world, and Wuji will determine the universe. This is Bajiquan. I am the orthodox descendant of Mr. Li Shuwen's lineage of Bajiquan. My name is Li Sheng."

When the old beggar mentioned Li Shuwen, there was a hint of awe on his face. "What I taught you before were all basic movements and basic principles. Chinese martial arts are profound, but the basic skills are all those. Your current basic skills are actually very solid. You are very talented and kind-hearted. This is what I like most about you. Secondly, it is almost the same experience for you and me. You just fell into these two words, which really meant my heart, but I don't need you to avenge me. If you want to learn from me, you can teach you. I don't want to bring my hatred to you."
Chapter completed!