Cao Jingjing was a little disappointed. She thought that the kung fu in Chinese martial arts was as magical as that in martial arts, so she muttered.

"Aren't there other things like tendons, acupuncture points, luck, and meditation?"

"Hahahaha, most of those things are deceptive. Only by practicing kung fu to the highest level and becoming familiar with every inch of flesh and blood in your body to an unparalleled degree can you perceive these things. In the beginning,

Just talk about this, it must be false, you think martial arts is some mysterious thing, Bai Juyi's poems must be read so that an illiterate old woman can understand them, then they are considered good poems."

Wang Chao laughed loudly and was amused by Cao Jingjing's idea, but he also understood that when he met Tang Zichen, he had the same idea. Only when he truly stepped into the practice of national martial arts could he know what the real kung fu was.

It's so mysterious and unpredictable, but it's more of a result of hard work.

Cao Jingjing nodded with some disappointment, her big bright eyes dimmed a bit, and she rolled her eyes at Wang Chao with a charming look.

"I always feel that your explanation is too simple and straightforward! It is completely inconsistent with the mystery of martial arts in my mind!"

Wang Chao sensed the ever-present gaze, his muscles tensed slightly, his hair stood on end, he turned his head and looked deep into the woods behind him, and said softly.

"If you want me to explain it in a profound way, that's fine. There are many terminology in boxing secrets to deceive outsiders!"

"Only those who can use simple situations in life to explain the profound principles of kung fu are the boxing masters who truly integrate life into martial arts. The kind of person who teaches you kung fu but you don't understand it is a martial arts practitioner.

Not home."

Cao Jingjing seemed to understand. She looked at Wang Chao with clear eyes. She felt that his demeanor and demeanor at this time were different from the people she had seen in school. He was particularly charming. She lowered her head slightly and said softly.

"So, you are a martial arts master?"

Wang Chao did not answer Cao Jingjing's question, his eyes were dark and dark, thoughts were surging in his heart, and he suddenly shouted deep into the woods.

"My friend, you've been listening there for so long and you still haven't come out?"

Zhou Binglin didn't expect that Wang Chao's perception was so sharp. He was a little surprised. He ducked out from behind the big tree. He was a little embarrassed. He originally thought that Wang Chao was just a novice in boxing. He was interested in talents and wanted to give him some advice.

, but as Wang Chao gave Cao Jingjing guidance, he understood that Wang Chao was also a martial arts master and did not need his guidance at all, so he did not show up. It was just embarrassing that Wang Chao still discovered his figure, so he had to

Came out to meet him.

Zhou Binglin walked toward the two of them, and when he was about ten meters away, he stood still, his eyes resting on Wang Chao's young face for a moment, and then he looked at Cao Jingjing aside and laughed loudly.

"Little girl, you may have never heard of a sentence, falsely preaching Ten Thousand Volumes of Scripture, but really preaching a sentence!"

"This young man can describe kung fu training as sifting sand, which is very vivid and vivid. This metaphor is very good!"

"I didn't expect to meet a practitioner here who is well versed in the principles of internal martial arts. Young man, your explanation of Zhuang Gong is so clear and clear that even ordinary people can understand it. It can be seen that you have a deep understanding. But the master

It's better not to flaunt this title randomly. If you were in the old society, it would be terrible, because anyone who wants to compete with you would have to cross the threshold."
Chapter completed!