Qingfeng said lazily: "Master, I admit that your cultivation level is unrivaled in the world, but your boxing technique is too weak! What's the use of being so slow like an old lady?"

Li Pingan laughed and said: "Tai Chi is born from the infinite, the machine of movement and stillness, the mother of yin and yang.

When it moves, it divides; when it remains still, it unites. When there is no fault or lack of progress, it stretches according to the curve. When someone is strong, I call it walking when I am soft, and when I follow someone's back, it is called stickiness. When you move urgently, you respond quickly; when you move slowly, you follow slowly."

Qingfeng stretched out his hand to look at it under the sun, tsk tsk~ it’s so beautiful! He said casually: “I don’t understand, I just know that they learned this boxing technique like an old lady, and it is of no use at all. If they have a dispute with others, they will

Beat the shit out of you."

Qingxue and Qingyu pouted and looked at Qingfeng dissatisfied.

Li Ping'an looked at Qingfeng and said with a smile: "Why don't you come and give it a try?"

Qingfeng rolled his eyes and said, "Your cultivation is extraordinary and holy. I'm not stupid."

Li Ping'an shook his head and said: "We don't need to use our cultivation, let's try our boxing skills."

Qingfeng said doubtfully: "You just use this slow boxing technique?"

Li Ping'an nodded and smiled: "Yes!"

Qingfeng felt excited. If he could defeat an extraordinary and saintly boss, wouldn't it be known that he was a great person? Watching Li Ping'an and Qingxue Qingfeng boxing slowly, he didn't find the slightest bit of power. I'm afraid it would be just an ordinary person.

They can all be defeated. The desire to defeat the extraordinary and saintly boss suddenly burned deep in his heart. The opportunity must not be lost and will never come back. He gritted his teeth and did it!

"Master, I'm here!" Qingfeng jumped down from above and kicked Li Ping'an in the face.

Li Ping'an flicked his sleeves and robe, and Qingxue Qingxue screamed and flew up and landed on the edge of the square in the distance.

Li Ping'an took a step back slightly at the same time, avoiding Qingfeng's kick, and put his hands on his ankles. Qingfeng screamed and flew out, somersaulting in the air and landing awkwardly in the distance, almost falling.

Li Pingan put one hand behind his back and said with a smile: "How?"

Qingfeng's handsome face was full of doubts, and he said: "What's going on? Why did I rush out?"

Li Ping'an hooked his fingers and said, "Come again!"

"Okay! Look at my Holy Temple Judgment Fist!"

Qingfeng shouted loudly, stamped his foot on the stone slab, and shot towards Li Ping'an with a bang like a sharp arrow. The punch was brilliant and atmospheric, with a somewhat irresistible artistic conception.

Li Ping'an chuckled and said: "Qingxue, Qingyu are optimistic, this move is called like sealing, like closing! Tai Chi rotates in a circle, the face seems to be preserved, like sealing a hundred meridians, like closing the gate of heaven."

Li Ping'an slowly drew a circle with his hands in front of him. Qingfeng's fist entered the circle and was suddenly trapped in a whirlpool. The strength of his fist was instantly weakened layer by layer. Even his arms were trembling under the influence of Tai Chi strength.

In an instant, Qingfeng's face changed drastically. How could this be possible? What kind of weird boxing technique was this?

Li Ping'an continued: "I'm optimistic that this move is called Cloud Hand. The cloud has no normal state and moves with the wind."

Qingfeng's face changed when he heard this, and he quickly stepped back.

Li Pingan smiled softly, leaned forward, and wrapped his hand around Qingfeng's hand. Qingfeng screamed and suddenly lost control of his body. His arms and arms moved according to Li Pingan's hand, and he staggered and stumbled.

"Single whip! A long snake draws west and east, and strikes the head and tail to move the spirit."

With a crisp sound, Li Pingan's arm hit Qingfeng's chest like a snake.

Qingfeng groaned, flew backwards in an instant, and took several steps on the stone floor before stopping his castration.

Li Ping'an stopped his momentum and said with a smile: "How about Qingfeng?"

Qingfeng covered her chest, stood there in trance, and murmured: "How is it possible? How is this possible? It seems so slow, why can it stop me? Why can it hit me?"

Qingxue and Qingyu's eyes lit up, and Qingyu shouted excitedly: "Master has won~Master has won~"

Qingxue also shouted happily: "Master is so awesome! Great!"

Li Ping'an looked at them and said, "Come and practice soon!"

"Yes! Master~" The two children also ran over excitedly and saw a wonderful showdown. Now they are very interested.

Li Ping'an's teaching said: "No matter how much I bend or stretch, I don't know how to do it. I will rely on all the things that surround me."

You can make progress by chopping, hitting and pushing, but you can't beat him by moving and cutting.

Who knows how to force everyone to know the hook shed, but to take advantage of surprise?

Whoever pretends to lose and cheats will lose, and whoever seduces and counterattacks will win.

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Qingyu Qingxue also followed the crisp voice and said: "I can bend and stretch without knowing it, but I can rely on everything that surrounds me..."

Qingfeng stood aside and watched them boxing in a daze. Was I defeated by this slow boxing technique?

After a while, Qingfeng came back to her senses, walked forward and said hesitantly: "I...I want to learn too!"

Li Ping'an smiled and said, "Okay!"

Qingfeng immediately happily stood behind Qingxue and Qingyu, watching Li Pingan's movements carefully, and seemed to be fighting.

After a while, Taoist Priest Baiyun came out of the backyard and shouted: "Master, you can eat now!"

Li Ping'an pressed his hands to close the trend, and the other three also learned to press their hands to close the trend.

Li Ping'an said: "Okay, let's go eat!" He took the lead and walked towards the backyard.

Qingyu shouted happily: "It's time to eat~ It's time to eat~" Chao Chao ran inside.

Qingxue glanced at Li Ping'an quietly and ran away.

Qingfeng lowered his head and followed behind, a little lost in thought. What was going on with that set of punches? Why did I lose? Qingfeng didn't have any taste for this meal.

After breakfast, Qingfeng helped Taoist Baiyun wash the dishes by the well.

Taoist Master Baiyun said in confusion: "Xiao Feng, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Qingfeng said: "I was defeated by the Guanzhu!"

Taoist Master Baiyun laughed and said: "I thought it was something. You have also seen the master's cultivation. He can control space easily. With such strength, there are few opponents even in several major holy places."

Qingfeng said depressedly: "We are not competing in cultivation, only boxing skills."

Taoist Master Baiyun laughed and said: "Boxing skills? Do you think your boxing skills will be bad when you get to the level of the master?"

Qingfeng said seriously: "I used the Judgment Fist of the Holy Church Judgment Department, and he used the introductory boxing technique taught to the two little girls Qingxue Qingyu, but I failed miserably."

Taoist Master Baiyun paused and said solemnly: "The Fist of Judgment is so strong and unforged that it can even collapse mountains with one punch when practiced to a high level, but it was defeated by the entry-level boxing technique."

Qingfeng nodded and said depressedly: "The problem is that my defeat is unclear. It seems that my boxing technique is slow, like an old lady dancing, but I can't figure out how to defeat?"

Taoist Master Baiyun sighed and said, "Our temple master is unfathomable!"
Chapter completed!