"The one who walks in front is Master Xia, and the four major coaches of our martial arts school are following him. After the lecture is finished, I will take you to the assessment immediately."

Li Guangtao said with a smile, he could not wait to see Ye Nanfeng being tyrannical by Xia Dingyang.

Seeing the owner of the Xia Pavilion and a group of people entering the venue, the students stopped to practice boxing and lined up in several queues in an orderly manner.

Xia Dingyang walked forward, looked at the audience, nodded slightly, and did not speak immediately.

"Let's go, go over and listen, it will probably be helpful to your assessment."

Li Guangtao glanced at Ye Nanfeng and said.

Then Ye Nanfeng followed him and stood at the end of the queue.

"I will give a lecture today. There is only one word on the topic of the lecture: Quick!"

Xia Dingyang spoke, his voice loudly as a bell, echoing in the martial arts hall.

He walked to a wooden stake and continued, "The martial arts in the world are only fast and not broken!"

After the words came, Xia Dingyang suddenly made a move and punched the wooden man stake. The speed was as fast as lightning. The students couldn't see clearly. The handle of the wooden man stake had broken and fell to the ground with a clang.

The students' eyes were wide open and their faces were filled with shock.

They have seen other coaches break the handle of wooden man piles. Other coaches use brute force or multiple piles to break the handle. This is the first time they have seen Xia Dingyang's rapid punch and break the handle without sound.

After coming back to their senses, they couldn't help but look at Xia Dingyang with admiration.

Very satisfied with the students' expressions, Xia Dingyang slowly withdrew his hand and spoke again, "As long as you are fast enough, people of the same level are not your opponents at all. Even if you face an opponent with a level of strength above your own, you may not lose."

"You must remember that when practicing martial arts, you must increase your speed to make your hands and feet muscles form memory. In the future, your punches and feet will be as fast as I did just now, and your strength can be at least one step."

Ye Nanfeng frowned slightly when he heard this. The martial arts of the world are only fast and not broken. This statement is not wrong in itself, but the premise is that it is based on the strength reaching a certain level of strength. This sentence can only be applicable.

The students here are at most a little stronger than ordinary people. Now letting them focus on the word "fast" will not only fail to improve their strength, but may also have a negative impact.

With their strength, the smaller the power, maybe they can hit the enemy many times, but because they have no power, they are like tickling people.

Thinking of this, Ye Nanfengqing couldn't help but murmur, "There is nothing wrong with the martial arts of the world, but if you are too obsessed with speed, you will fall into a lower level."

Ye Nanfeng's voice was very small, but the martial arts hall was extremely quiet. In addition, the martial artist's sensory ability was stronger than that of ordinary people, Xia Dingyang and the four major coaches could clearly hear what Ye Nanfeng said.

Someone actually dared to question his words from Xia Dingyang! Suddenly, a hint of displeasure flashed across Xia Dingyang's face, and then he returned to his appearance as a teacher, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Nanfeng.

Coach Luo was familiar with Xia Dingyang. When he noticed his abnormality, he immediately stood up and pointed at Ye Nanfeng and shouted loudly.

"Boy, what are you muttering?"

With this shout, everyone discovered that there was an extra young man wearing casual clothes and looking calm in the martial arts hall. For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Nanfeng.

Hearing the shout, Ye Nanfeng remembered that there was a warrior present, and no longer spoke, and cast a hint of apologizing to Xia Dingyang.

Everyone has a different understanding of martial arts. It is indeed impolite to refute other people's opinions on the spot.

"Senior Brother Luo, this man looks like he doesn't look like someone from our martial arts school."

Another coach looked at Ye Nanfeng and suddenly spoke.

Coach Luo's eyes were slightly cumbersome, he looked at Ye Nanfeng, and then asked Li Guangtao beside him in a deep voice, "Did you bring him here?"

Although Ye Nanfeng looked calm and calm, Li Guangtao beside him was frightened and sweated coldly. When he heard Coach Luo's question, his legs became a little weak.

He brought Ye Nanfeng with him. If Xia Dingyang is unhappy, then his job will be out of business, and maybe he will have to leave today.

Li Guangtao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Coach Luo, he is here to apply for a coach."

"coach?"

Coach Luo showed a hint of contempt on his lips. The four of them were all warriors and were powerful. Ordinary people were not their opponents at all. Ye Nanfeng seemed to have no energy. He was undoubtedly an ordinary person. Where did he get the courage to apply for a coach?

"I am worthy of being a person who came to apply for a coach. The martial arts understanding just now is really extraordinary."

Coach Luo said with a smile, not hiding the joke on his face.

Ye Nanfeng smiled slightly, his face did not change at all, as if he had not heard Coach Luo's secret ridicule.

Li Guangtao could not hear Coach Luo was talking slander. He cursed Ye Nanfeng thousands of times in his heart, and he wanted to let him get out immediately. He didn't even want him to participate in the assessment.

"Coach Luo, he is just an ordinary person. He has no understanding of martial arts. He is just talking nonsense. I will let him leave now."

Li Guangtao squeezed out a smile on his face, pulled Ye Nanfeng's clothes, and prepared to pull him away.

"Since I'm here to apply for a coach, let him stay. Chinese martial arts are profound and profound. I also want to hear the young people's understanding of martial arts. Maybe it will allow me to understand and go further in martial arts."

Xia Dingyang said with a smile on his face.

Although Ye Nanfeng said something softly just now, many students heard it later. If Ye Nanfeng was just letting him leave, how could he verify his point of view?

"You might as well ask this gentleman to come forward to exchange his martial arts experience and treat it as an assessment."

Xia Dingyang said with a smile, making a gesture to Ye Nanfeng go forward and speak.

Since it was an assessment, Ye Nanfeng did not refuse and strode forward. Facing the dozens of students, he said loudly, "The martial arts master Xia talked about in the world is only fast and not broken. I agree very much, but I wonder if you have ever heard of the one-power reduction ten times?"

"When a person's strength is extremely strong, all the skills are paper tigers in front of him. No matter how fast you are, your own strength is weak, and you will only be pressed to the ground by others."

"Everyone has different talents. Some people are suitable for pursuing fast speed, which makes the opponent unable to resist and lose. Some people are suitable for calm efforts and defeating the enemy with one move. Which path should be chosen by yourself."

Ye Nanfeng did not specify which statement is better, but just explained the difference between the two and made it tactful, allowing the students to choose a suitable martial arts path based on their own talents.

These words were very unpleasant to Xia Dingyang's ears, but what he wanted was Ye Nanfeng's words.

There is no harm without comparison, only comparison can verify each other! "Okay!"

Xia Dingyang clapped his hands, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, "One force is overtaken by ten times! Mr. Ye said it well!"
Chapter completed!