Yuchi Huan was so happy that he was not stupid, but that he felt that he could learn to fight. Not to mention the money and gifts he had learned to become a disciple, even if he was beaten and thrown, it was a price worth paying.

When he arrived at Xu's mansion, Xu Qilin led Yuchi Huan directly to the practice room.

This room with a vacant room of more than 30 square meters is basically arranged according to the later boxing hall. The wooden floor is covered with felt, sandbags hanging from the beams, wooden stakes tied with straw mats, dummies stuffed with straw sand and soil, and several other equipment...

Yuchi Huan has never seen such a training room. On the one hand, he feels curious and fresh, but on the other hand, he feels that only powerful hand-fighting can be worthy of such a layout.

Xu Qilin first briefly explained the application of the equipment to Yuchi Huan, then took out the practice clothes and wore them neatly.

Yuchi Huan felt so formal and had more expectations, so he sat honestly aside according to Xu Qilin's instructions.

Xu Qilin stood in the field and bowed to Yuchi Huan, preparing to practice a few times first. There must be something to show off to make people feel at ease. Who would believe it just by whispering his mouth?

Taking a deep breath, Xu Qilin made his posture and first used Sanda's boxing and leg techniques, such as straight punching, punching, whip punching, whip punching, whip legs, kicking legs, etc.

The twelve-year-old Xu Qilin is far superior to the future generations in terms of physical flexibility. After several months of continuous practice, it is no problem to do difficult movements that cannot be done.

With the beautiful kick and the side kick as a way to catch Xu Qilin's forehead, he also saw sweat on his forehead.

"Okay, okay!" Yuchi Huan stood up and clapped his hands, walked to the court with loud praise, bowed to Xu Qilin, pulled his posture, punched and kicked, and started practicing.

Oh, that's not bad!

Xu Qilin retreated and gave up more space for Yuchi Huan, but he secretly claimed to be amazing in his heart. He really underestimated the ancients. Although these fists and feet were not fancy and beautiful, they were not inferior to their own Sanda in terms of practicality.

Speaking of which, Yuchi Huan's martial arts are also a family tradition. His father Yuchi Laohei is a brave general who has been through a long battle formation. Li Er's super thug is not good. He is too damn good at kung fu.

Of course, Yuchi Laohei's martial arts have no routine, and can be called "street fighting style" or "raised war master".

But Xu Qilin attached more importance to this practical skill. He thought that if he really wanted to fight with Yuchi Huan, he might not be able to win. It was Zhang Shenxing. If he hadn't been negligent in defense, he would probably not have been beaten up by himself in an instant, right?

After Yuchi Huan's boxing skills, Xu Qilin also cheered loudly. At the same time, he also put away his arrogance and started to have a serious relationship with Yuchi Huan.

Fortunately, Xu Qilin, who has practiced judo, is much better than Yuchi Huan. He has never seen any tricks such as big inner karma, big outer karma, and back-to-back throwing.

After Xu Qilin's explanation and demonstration, Yuchi Huan was knocked down once. Although he did not use all his strength, it hurts to be thrown continuously.

"Haha, it's a good trick, a good trick!"

But Yuchi Huan didn't know if he was a thick skin or a magical skill for his body protection, but he got up as if he was fine, and laughed and applauded.

"Brother, let's take a break?" Xu Qilin was embarrassed to fall and tactfully wanted to temporarily interrupt the demonstration.

Yuchi Huan was in high spirits, but he didn't hear what Xu Qilin said. He smiled and waved his hands repeatedly, "Brother Xu, let me practice for a while." As he said that, the man went straight to the dummy, picked up one and then fell.

This guy is really strong. The dummy's height and weight are all imitated, and he has hands and feet, and his feet are fifty or sixty pounds. He was beaten up by this guy as if he was lifted lightly.

Xu Qilin smiled bitterly, walked to the side and sat down, picked up the drink brought by the servant and drank it slowly, and occasionally pointed out the key points of Yuchi Huan's movements.

Yuchi Huan was still unfamiliar at first, but gradually, under Xu Qilin's guidance, he mastered the key points, and his hands and feet were more in place, and he fell more freely and vigorously, with shouts.

After a long time, Yuchi Huan stopped, his head was covered in sweat and his face turned red.

When he came to Xu Qilin, Yuchi Huan picked up the drink, dried it in one gulp, wiped his mouth and shouted "Happy".

Xu Qilin said: "It is good to use a dummy to practice strength. If you fall against a real person, you must have both virtual and real, and strive to borrow strength. If you fall, you may not use too much strength."

Yuchi Huan put down the cup, repeated the movements just now in his hand, and said, "Brother Xu is right. People are alive, and they will struggle and resist. It should be easier to fall with the force."

After pausing, Yuchi Huan said slowly: "In Qianniu's body, some people's martial arts can probably rank fourth. With Brother Xu, some people can only go backwards."

Xu Qilin was stunned for a moment, and realized that there was something in Yuchi Huan's words, so he asked, "I'd like to ask my brothers to tell you who is the best martial arts among Qianniu?"

According to the experience of Yuchi Huan and other Qianniu, the one with the best martial arts skills is Duan Gui, son of Duke Bao of Duke Duke, followed by Cheng Chubi, son of Duke Lu of Duke, and Xue Zonggui is more powerful than Yuchi Huan.

With only Cheng Yaojin's three axes, can he teach such a powerful son? As for Duan Zhixuan, Duke of Baoguo, who has made many military achievements, Lingyan Pavilion ranked tenth, but Xu Qilin is not familiar with it.

"It's all about playing games, and it may not be accurate." Yuchi Huan said in a deep thought: "Brother Xu can defeat Xue Zonggui's brothers, and have no trouble with Duan Gui and Cheng Laosan, but he is not afraid of anything."

Xu Qilin nodded and said, "I don't have the intention to win either. I don't care about him first and second. If he doesn't mess with me, he will be in peace."

Being ready for Qianniu is just a promotion to the level of success, accepting experience and tests, it is not necessary to be the leader and use his fists to hit the boss's position.

Yuchi Huanshen agreed, and he fulfilled his obligations to remind and inform, which is worthy of his new friends.

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As soon as people get busy, time passes quickly, and more than half a month passes in a blink of an eye.

Xu Qilin has participated in the Changchao once every three days and the 15th day of the lunar month, and it is just a matter of time when the Hongwenguan student meets once a season.

On the day when he was clocking in at work, Xu Qilin mostly practiced with Yuchi Huan in the practice room. At night, he sorted out the news he heard during courtship and wrote some of his own opinions.

After the break, Xu Qilin was busy with his own affairs. He either went to Zuixiao Tower to supervise the expansion, or carried out some infrastructure renovation at home, or went to the village to guide the production of the workshop.

The sales of Xianglu are becoming more and more prosperous. Well, it is not just a booming one, it is simply in short supply, which makes the Tang people flock to it. It is not the ordinary Tang people. They cannot afford to consume, and they are all the families of powerful and wealthy people, and they are not short of money.
Chapter completed!