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Chapter 56 Records of National Art

Tang Zichen recalled the scene when he just met Wei Beifeng: Wei Beifeng was mysterious and powerful at that time, and was particularly arrogant and domineering. Although he showed a hooligan look to himself, the calmness and indifference in his eyes were so unpleasant. Why was he a stunning beauty? He didn't even fluctuate his eyes. He looked down on this girl too much.

Moreover, the look of being arrogant and looking at everyone's smell like looking down at an ant is even more unpleasant. When did I, Tang Zichen, have been seen like this? I was always looking at others like this. And I dared to force me to drink and made me cry. This time I finally got back with revenge.

However, Tang Zichen was also a little curious about what Wei Beifeng's belief was, which actually made him change so much. From being cold and cruel and lofty to being the present innocent and shy as if he was next door. The change in the middle surprised Tang Zichen. However, Tang Zichen still likes Wei Beifeng now. At least Wei Beifeng is still close, not as high as before, and cannot be touched by others.

Tang Zichen finally encountered a man who was stronger than him and who liked him, and this man had the same experience and the same topic as her. Especially since this man was stronger than him, he could be regarded as his last comfort and backer when he needed it. She didn't want to be unable to enter his heart because of Wei Beifeng's indifference, so that she could continue to endure loneliness. She didn't want to return to that kind of life.

Wei Beifeng, who escaped from the villa in a panic, walked down his head and walked on the suburbs. While walking, he said to himself: "This time I am so embarrassed, I was actually teased by a woman. How can I see people now..."

Wei Beifeng turned around on the suburbs for a while, and looked at the sun that had climbed into the air. After thinking about it, he turned around and walked towards Tang Zichen's villa. After all, there were some things that he had to face.

Looking at the door of the villa, Wei Beifeng stopped in front of the door, and the expression on his face turned indifferent. Then he pushed the door open and walked into the villa.

Tang Zichen, who was sitting in the living room of the villa, saw Wei Beifeng with a cold face but his eyes were not flashing, and he couldn't help but feel a little amused. Tang Zichen stood up and threw the notebook in his hand to Wei Beifeng and said, "This is my experience since I was practicing Chinese martial arts. Please take it for reference." After that, Tang Zichen walked towards the second floor of the villa.

Looking at the departure of Tang Zichen and Wei Beifeng breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the notebook that Tang Zichen threw over in his hand, Wei Beifeng then found a sofa in the hall and sat down, and began to study it carefully.

This note is three or four inches thick and several hundred pages. The light blue cover is written with four characters "The Record of the National Arts" in a brush. These four characters are round and hidden in the sharpness, and the signature below is Tang Zichen.

When I opened the notebook, the words on it were written in small regular script. Wei Beifeng looked around slightly and found that most of the first half of it was about practical fighting techniques and killing skills, and then combined with a pair of precise human body patterns. The nervous system, joint connections, internal organs, how to use light and dark forces to strike and kill quickly are all displayed.

These pictures are more accurate than the solid anatomy under a microscope. I don’t know how Tang Zichen drew it.

On the last hundred pages, Tang Zichen drew some of the "kill" styles in Tai Chi, as well as the elbow-fixing skills in Baji Gate, the flip-fighting force in Tongkou Gate, and some other boxing techniques, which are not introduced in the whole article, but are scattered and practical.

Time passed slowly with Wei Beifeng's study, and even with Wei Beifeng's brain, he could not absorb all the content for a while. While looking at the notes, Wei Beifeng mobilized his body to test the theory inside. His hands and feet flickered from time to time, and finally stood up and did various movements without listening.

After a while, Wei Beifeng, who was immersed in the notes, finally turned to the last page. The font on the page suddenly became bigger. It turned out that Tang Zichen used a brush to copy a Lanting preface post by the saint Wang Xizhi at the end of the book.

Each word is written in a dragon and a snake, and the strokes are all thrust through the back of the paper. Even Wang Chao, who knows how to calligrapher, feels that the font contains a deep artistic conception.

However, at the end of the book, it has not ended. The copying of Lanting preface only reads "The one who reads the later version" and the last sentence "will be inspired by this kind of literacy." was not written, as if waiting for someone to pick it up.

Although Wei Beifeng knew Tang Zichen remembered the content of the notes when he first read this novel, he couldn't help but be happy to see it with his own eyes. Although the content recorded in this note only describes the realm of transformation in national martial arts, that is, Tang Zichen's current realm, it still has a great effect on himself. After all, the subsequent realm can only be understood by oneself, and others cannot truly teach and be with others.

Especially Tang Zichen incorporated his spirit and will into the recorded fonts, which can reveal Tang Zichen's mental journey and spiritual fluctuations in every realm, just like he watched the entire process of Tang Zichen practicing national arts from beginning to end. With these as references, the transformation of energy has come to fruition.

Thinking of this, Wei Beifeng was shocked and turned the "Records of National Arts" into powder. He was not afraid that others would practice national arts according to the explanation above when they saw it, but he did not want others to peek at Tang Zichen's mental journey. Tang Zichen is his definite woman, and he could not bear to be peeking into his own woman by others.

Wei Beifeng waved the dust in his hand and looked at the clock in the corner and found that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Although Wei Beifeng was a little confused about why Tang Zichen didn't ask him to have a meal, his uncontrollable mood still made him shout upstairs excitedly: "Zichen, come down."

Hearing Wei Beifeng's call, Tang Zichen's figure slowly flashed out from the top of the stairs, and seeing Wei Beifeng, who was slightly excited downstairs, Tang Zichen asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have read the notes you gave me, and I want to test the effect. Come and observe and see if there is any error." Wei Beifeng replied immediately after hearing Tang Zichen's question.

"Yeah." Although Tang Zichen was a little confused about Wei Beifeng's manuscript in such a short time, he answered and walked down the stairs.

When Tang Zichen walked to Wei Beifeng, he found that his hands were empty. He looked around and found that there was no manuscript of his own. There was only some dust on the floor beside Wei Beifeng. Seeing these Tang Zichen, he looked up at Wei Beifeng in confusion.

Wei Beifeng looked at Tang Zichen's puzzled expression, his face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and he quickly said, "I'm sorry, I was so fascinated just now, so I tried it a few times. I didn't expect that the paper was really not strong, and it was accidentally shattered. Okay, let's not talk about these things anymore, the main thing is important." After that, Wei Beifeng turned around and walked towards the practice room.
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