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Chapter 32 The Man Who Kneeled to Worship God (Please recommend)

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    "Yes, is that you?"

    Yang Kai finally saw this person clearly, his face turned pale and his mouth went numb.

    Is he the one that Young Master Chu wants to abolish?

    Why is it him!

    He probably won't forget this terrifying master in his next life!

    Last time in the gymnasium, I slapped a master of taekwondo in the cold country.

    Another slap knocked Pu Butian down.

    Even Pu Ritian, the god of war in the cold country, fell to his knees in fright.

    He couldn't afford to offend such a powerful person. I'm afraid that all the members of the Martial Arts Department combined would not be enough for the other party to appreciate.

    Ten thousand Cao Nimas rushed past Yang Kai's heart, what a joke, compared with Chu's favor, his own life is more important!

    Ye Xuan raised his head and recognized it: "It's you!"

    "Yes, yes!"

    Yang Kai had a ghost in his heart, his legs trembled in fright, and he nodded repeatedly.

    It just so happens that their Martial Arts Department wakes up early every day to train and do early work, and hardly participates in the school's flag-raising ceremony, so they don't know this little hero who is fighting the devil in the limelight at all.

    Nodding his head, Ye Xuan stopped talking, raised his legs and walked out, and Yang Kai followed suit.

    Ye Xuan stopped, and became puzzled: "You come to the bathroom, don't you go to the bathroom?"

    ? Yang Kai was so frightened that his forehead was sweating coldly, his mouth seemed to be his own, he hesitated and said:

    "III'm going to the bathroom to seethe scenery!"

    Flutter!

    Even though Ye Xuan has lived for countless years, he still couldn't help laughing when he heard this weird reason.

    He changed his expression, thinking that this guy might want me to teach him martial arts, but he was too embarrassed to say, well, the meeting is fate, Ye Xuan said:

    "I think your martial arts is the style of Dafuzhou Wing Chun Boxing? Do you feel that your boxing skills are becoming more and more rigid in recent years, and it is difficult to exert strength?"

    Yang Kai was taken aback for a moment, then nodded vigorously.  He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he learned Wing Chun all the way. Although he did not get advice from a famous teacher, he often participated in various competitions and summed up a set of fighting skills in actual combat.  combine together.

    But what makes him sad is that in the past six months, Wing Chun has not advanced but retreated. Wing Chun, which grew up with flexibility, has become more and more rigid in his hands.

    "Your boxing is too regular and lacks a trace of aura. You probably didn't get advice from the master of Wing Chun, but just learned some wild ways, so there are 23 mistakes in the boxing. Although the shape is similar, the technique of using force is completely wrong. Since ancient times, martial arts  All the way, all different ways lead to the same goal, the intention is to put strength first, the breath is before the fist, the intention does not use force."

    ? Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a master, and talked eloquently:

    "Now relax your body, imagine yourself as soft as water, you can't punch an inch, and you will suddenly exert force when you meet the shape!"

    Hearing this, Yang Kai was skeptical, but still put on a posture, followed Ye Xuan's words, relaxed his body, and punched out without using any force, until he met the wooden partition door of the bathroom, he suddenly exerted force, and only heard "bang"  A heavy ring.

    The door didn't crack, but a hole was directly punched out.

    "That's right, if you pool your punches together, your strength will increase exponentially."

    Yang Kai was ecstatic, the problem that had troubled him for half a year was easily solved, and his understanding of martial arts had reached a new level.

    And all of this was because of Ye Xuan's guidance, his eyes turned red, and deep in his eyes filled with admiration, he was about to kneel down to Ye Xuan.

    "Remember, in the journey of martial arts, the pursuit of power is only a small way, and you must know how to use Qi."

    Yang Kai nodded, and exited the bathroom, his face was full of gratitude, his body seemed to be full of strength, and he seemed to be reborn.

    And all of this was given to him by Ye Xuan.

    He bowed deeply towards the bathroom, with reverence, gratitude, and enthusiasm on his face, and finally left happily.

    In the distance, Chu Jiangchuan and Zhang Ping, who were waiting to enjoy the show, were a little dazed.

    "Is this kid crazy, why is he bowing to the toilet? Is his brain convulsed?"

    Chu Jiangchuan was so angry that he stared blankly, silly, you treat the toilet like a temple!

    The rest of the Martial Arts Department looked at each other, and finally Wang Qiang couldn't bear it, and walked in: "Let me try."

    Five minutes later, Wang Qiang walked out with the same frenzy and red eyes.

    Facing the door of the toilet, bow deeply at ninety degreesBow, and waited for half a minute before straightening up and happily going.

    Li Hao didn't believe in evil, and walked in. Two minutes later, he still looked like he had seen a god.

    He knelt directly in front of the toilet door and kowtowed three times, just like going to a temple to worship a god.

    Now, the people in the Martial Arts Department are all blown up,

    It's like this three times in a row. Could it be that there are gods descending from the toilet?

    People from the Martial Arts Department went in one by one,

    Come out one by one with frenzied expressions,

    One by one, they bowed collectively towards the toilet door,

    That reverent appearance is like the most devout believer.

    In the distance, Chu Jiangchuan and Zhang Ping looked as ugly as they ate a dead fly.

    "Isn't this group of people bewitched collectively?"

    "Damn, could it be that there are some important people in the toilet? Otherwise, how can these rebellious and reckless men from the Martial Arts Department be afraid of this?" Zhang Ping became puzzled.

    "What kind of big man can come to the toilet in the school?"

    A chestnut from Chu Jiangchuan hit Zhang Ping hard on the head.

    Sure enough, Ye Xuan walked out slowly and walked away.

    The two of them were stupefied, especially Chu Jiangchuan, who yelled:

    "These people in the Martial Arts Department are so stupid, you bastards! They even kowtow to a piece of trash, soft-footed shrimp, I'm pissed!"

    He originally planned to watch a good show, but in the end he saw Ye Xuan show off his power. He had never hated someone so much, wishing he could die, since he was a child!

    "Young Master Chu, don't be angry, I know the big brother on the road, as long as you spend some money, you will definitely destroy this kid Ye Xuan." Zhang Ping said in a low voice.

    Chu Jiangchuan was furious: "Then why don't you go!"

    Everyone fantasizes about getting rich overnight.

    Everyone has a dream of getting rich, so many people like to gamble and speculate in stocks.  But more ordinary people will choose to spend a few dollars to buy a lottery ticket, hoping to win millions when they wake up.

    However, after hope is shattered again and again, some people no longer buy lottery tickets, while some people develop the habit of buying lottery tickets, even if they themselves know that the chance of winning the lottery is very slim.

    Wang Biao has the habit of buying sports lottery tickets, and he only buys 6+1, ten bets at a time, exactly twenty yuan.

    This habit has been persisted for almost five or six years. If there is anything Wang Biao can persist in, the only thing is the dream of getting rich for nothing.

    However, he himself is disheartened about winning the lottery. Although he buys lottery tickets every day, sometimes he doesn't bother to look at the winning numbers

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