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Chapter 459: The Killing Intent in Taijiquan

The sun is shining brightly, and it comes in from the window and it is dry and sunny to Ye Xiao's bed. His room is well-designed, with the window facing east, and he can appreciate the warm morning sunshine every day.

Ye Xiao was awakened by the sun. Ye Xiao was quite embarrassed about what happened last night. The fairy was so fairy. He had never had a passionate video before. He was so nude that he was concentrating and devoted himself to the video. As a result, Su Yiran sneaked into the room and didn't know that he came into the room. Seeing Ye Xiao's passionate video with a certain woman, Su Yiran didn't see it clearly. Shi Xiangyun didn't know that woman. After snorting coldly, she went to another room that Ye Xiao had packed up, so that Ye Xiao would continue to be passionate.

The poor Ye Xiao didn't suddenly wake up until the passionate video ended. After looking at the time, Su Yiran should have finished taking a shower long ago. He immediately remembered whether he had been discovered by Yiran, so he went to another room and knocked on the door. Su Yiran coldly replied, "I'm going to sleep."

Ye Xiao was extremely depressed. After returning to the room, he always had the soft and tender figure of the fairy in his head. The fairy said that he had shot it, but the fire had not been discharged yet.

The sound of practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall was heard outside the window. Today is Saturday, and the number of students who came to practice martial arts has increased a lot compared to yesterday. You can hear it from the sound.

I haven't heard this sound in the morning of four years. Piaotian Wenxue.com got up and washed up. Su Yiran had already gotten up and was chatting with grandma. Ye Zhenwu had already started to practice Tai Chi, which he would do without any obstacles in the morning. Every move and every move, flowing like a flowing cloud and water, and the continuous. The smoothness of the *** in it made Ye Xiao have to admit that Tai Chi does require time to be tempered. The longer the longer the taste, the higher the realm.

"I have been a soldier for a few years, but I have become lazy." Ye Zhenwu said with a smile. Ye Xiao smiled. It was almost nine o'clock now. Before, I had to get up at seven o'clock to practice boxing, and then eat breakfast to go to school.

"Hey, old man, you are too. Xiao'er was tired from taking a plane yesterday. She couldn't sleep for a while." Ye Xiao's grandmother spoke for Ye Xiao.

"Why did he get up so early?" Ye Zhenwu glanced at Ye Xiao and said.

"Grandpa taught me a lesson." Ye Xiao smiled and went to eat the breakfast that grandma had prepared long ago, but she still looked like she was eating voraciously. She solved all the buns after a few bites. She ate a few fried dough sticks and drank a bowl of soy milk.

"Where is that child of Yaoyao?" Ye Xiao asked with a smile.

"I went to play with my neighbor's kid." After saying that, grandma stood up and said, "I'm going to buy vegetables. Xiao'er, don't you like stewed Yuhe the most? Grandma will buy it for you now."

"Grandma, I'll go with you." Su Yiran was idle and went to buy vegetables.

After Ye Zhenwu finished Tai Chi, he let out a long sigh, looked at Ye Xiao, and said, "Have you lost your martial arts in the past few years?"

"How can you do it? If you have martial arts skills, you will be beaten to your butt by your grandfather." Ye Xiao said with a smile, "Review it every day."

"Come on, let me see a set of Tai Chi." Ye Zhenwu gave up his position and stood aside.

"Okay." Ye Xiao walked up, breathing smoothly, and the starting step began. His hands were like bird's wings, slowly moving. The white crane shone with his wings, stepped on his left knee, and whipped his right one...

From the first move, Ye Xiao entered the state. It seemed that he was the only one between heaven and earth. Heaven and earth were the audience and he was the performer. All movements were like seals and closed, sometimes bent and sometimes straight. Between one move, it was like a surging river, constantly extinct.

Ye Zhenwu became more and more frightened the more he looked at it. His grandson's attainment in Tai Chi was obviously higher, just like Tai Chi that had been practicing for decades, with a deep and sweetness. In addition, it takes a certain amount of time to practice boxing from the beginning to the state. Only by slowly entering the state can one truly feel the uniqueness of boxing, or to experience the mystery of boxing. Even Ye Zhenwu, who has practiced Tai Chi for fifty or sixty years, actually entered the state when practicing Tai Chi for one or two minutes. However, his grandson entered the state from the beginning of the first stage, devoted himself to it without any exposure of his mind. What is this concept?

Not only that, what shocked Ye Zhenwu, but also the meaning revealed in Ye Xiao’s Tai Chi.

Tai Chi is the essence of internal martial arts, which emphasizes harmony and health. However, in Ye Xiao's Tai Chi, in addition to the harmony and well-being, there is also a faint murderous intent. Even Ye Zhenwu has to face the murderous intent carefully.

Ye Xiao's movements became more and more fluent and more fluent, and he devoted himself to the state of selflessness. In a state of selflessness, the Tai Chi he performed became more and more mellow and thicker.

"Hu." He let out a breath of turbid air, and Ye Xiao finished a set of Tai Chi.

Ye Zhenwu was secretly frightened, but there was no big fluctuation on his face. He said with a gentle smile: "It turns out that the kung fu has not been laid down, it has improved a lot compared to four years ago."

After Ye Zhenwu finished speaking, a chaotic voice suddenly came from outside.

"What happened?" Ye Xiao was puzzled and walked through a corridor with Ye Zhenwu and arrived at the martial arts training hall.

The martial arts hall is very wide in area and it is no problem to accommodate hundreds of people. When it comes to the martial arts hall, all the people who come to martial arts stopped. A group of men wearing the same clothes at the door were all wearing black martial arts robes with two words printed on their chests - Jue Dao.

The second senior brother Song Linsen did not come today. The senior brothers Zhuang Lian and Liu Xunhua were the senior brothers Zhuang Lian and Liu Xunhua. The two led a group of students to stand in front of the group of men in black, not knowing what they were arguing about.

Ye Zhenwu and Ye Xiao walked up quickly.

"What's going on?" Ye Zhenwu said in a deep voice, his bright eyes staring at the men in black.

"Master, they are from the Juedao Martial Arts Hall." Zhuang Lian looked angry: "They are here to play the cafe today, and said that if we don't have the strength, we should get off the title of the top martial arts hall as soon as possible."

"Kicking the hall?" Ye Zhenwu's face darkened and he stared at the two men in black in the head. Both of them were around thirty years old and at the peak of boxers. He was not pure in martial arts when he was in his twenties, but his body was declining when he was in his forties, so the peak of boxers was positioned between the ages of thirty and thirty-five.

Ye Zhenwu’s unintentional fight for the title of top martial arts school does not mean that he can insult the Ye martial arts school at will.

Things like kicking a hall often happen in Jiansui City, the hometown of martial arts. If you want to open a martial arts hall in Jiansui City, you must have certain strength. For example, when others come to kick a hall, you can fight back completely.
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