EFB Chapter 28 Black Dragon 8 Styles
Chapter 28 Black Dragon 8 Styles
Chen Lang was also helpless about this.
He's an adult, and you're asking him to solve problems like "Xiaoming has 3 apples, Xiaohong has 5 apples, how many apples do they have in total?"
It's so agonizing.
He could barely grasp the knowledge from junior high school.
After all, it's been too long since I graduated in my previous life, and I've forgotten most of the things. It's a good opportunity to review them all.
Even when reviewing, his progress was still frighteningly fast.
All the things Shen Jingfang bought for him, like the Little Tyrant learning machine and the Wenquxing early education treasure, were completely useless.
In the end, all those things became Liu Qianqian's toys.
Chen Lang left behind only a learning machine that could accept English learning cards, and began to demonstrate his self-taught English.
In this day and age, learning English is both extremely fashionable and extremely useful.
As for the martial arts training in the afternoon.
It is no longer limited to the boring horse stance and breathing techniques.
Shen Jingfang began to teach him the boxing techniques, move by move.
At first, Chen Lang didn't think anything of it.
It's just some seemingly simple fighting moves.
Hook, swing, headbutt, kick, dodge step, knee strike...
Shen Jingfang taught very seriously, explaining the force exertion and angle of each movement in great detail.
He didn't tell Chen Lang what the name of this set of boxing techniques was.
Chen Lang learned and practiced silently, move by move.
Until one day, he was able to execute all the moves in a coherent sequence.
When he landed one of the moves, his body instinctively made a reaching out grabbing motion, and a name suddenly popped into his mind.
Azure dragon extends its claws.
Immediately following was the next move: a side block followed by a tripping throw.
The Dragon Girl looked in the mirror.
The python turned over.
Stealing peaches from under the leaves.
Knee kick and throat lock.
Two dragons playing with a pearl.
……
Black Dragon Eighteen Forms!
Isn't this the fighting technique that has been widely circulated online in later generations, supposedly used within the military and police, to defeat an enemy in one move?
Because his methods were too ruthless, he has been banned from learning them.
Although there are some differences in details compared to what he had seen in previous videos, the core moves and power generation techniques are definitely from the same source.
After finishing his practice, Chen Lang stood there, feeling utterly speechless.
After all that effort...
Is this cheapskate father still harboring ulterior motives and trying to send him to the army?
The problem is, he doesn't want to join the army and take over the position.
He has a wonderful wife, a loving nanny, and a gentle older sister, but he doesn't spend time with them. Instead, he runs off to be like you, never home.
He doesn't have such lofty ideals.
Besides, what era are we living in now?
In modern society, what's the use of learning this?
No matter how hard you train, can you still be faster than a gun?
When this thing gets into a fight, every move is aimed at vital points.
One palm strike costs 50,000, one kick costs 100,000, one punch costs three years, one elbow strike costs no future.
This dad is absolutely terrible at ruining his child's life!
It seemed that he had noticed his son's resistance to the boxing style.
A hint of sadness flashed in Shen Jingfang's eyes.
He didn't insist.
He simply walked over and patted Chen Lang on the shoulder.
"Son, you can practice the moves if you want; consider it good for your health."
"But you must keep practicing that breathing method."
He thought for a moment and then added a sentence.
"Don't you want to sing in the future? Improving your breath control will be a huge benefit to your singing."
Shen Jingfang also gave special instructions.
"This skill, even if you don't practice it yourself, you can't teach it to others."
Seemingly afraid that his statement was too serious and would frighten the child, he changed to a more relaxed tone.
"You've read The Legend of the Condor Heroes, right? If outsiders learn the family martial arts techniques in it, they'll be expelled from the family."
Chen Lang nodded, which was considered an agreement.
That night.
Chen Lang then pulled Liu Qianqian into the room.
"Come here, honey, I'll teach you something fun."
"Look at me, inhaling like this... inhaling fully..."
"Then, hold it in..."
Liu Qianqian followed suit and obediently played the breath-holding game with Chen Lang.
other people?
Can a wife be considered someone else?
This is a treasure that strengthens the body and is good for one's breathing.
As Master Ai said, men should have muscles, and women should practice martial arts.
This is such a good product, I have to get one for my wife too.
Xiaoxi will have to film so many action scenes in the future, and also sing and release albums.
This breathing technique was incredibly useful to her.
I am truly a wise and considerate general.
As for that Black Dragon Eighteen Hands...
Of course, they should be taught as well.
He also recalled an incident where Liu Yifei was tackled by fans during an interview.
If I learned this skill, I could kick him flying with one kick.
Wouldn't it be better for the last generation of female warrior actors in the Chinese entertainment industry to have a solid foundation from a young age?
However, this name needs to be changed.
Too fierce, not suitable for girls.
What should we call him?
Chen Lang stroked his chin and thought for a moment.
Awei's Eighteen Styles?
No, no, that's too lewd.
Ok……
Let's call it the Eighteen Styles of Langlang!
Yes, this is good. It sounds nice and has sentimental value.
The days passed by.
Like a calendar hanging on the wall, tear off one page, and another page appears.
Training is tedious, but life is fulfilling.
Six months passed in daily horse stance practice, breathing exercises, and monthly medicinal baths.
That calendar was almost completely covered with circles drawn with red crayon.
Liu Qianqian is already very capable.
She can already skillfully count on her fingers how many days are left before her younger brother can go to kindergarten with her.
Chen Jinfei visited once during this period.
He was wearing a leather jacket, his hair was slicked back with hair gel, and he looked radiant.
When he arrived, Shen Jingfang was in the courtyard, instructing Chen Lang in boxing.
The two men sat down at the stone table in the courtyard and chatted for a long time.
Chen Lang listened intently for a while, and most of the conversations revolved around terms like Hainan, real estate, and policies.
He immediately understood.
It seems this sugar daddy has just made a fortune in the Hainan real estate market and is back from his triumphant escape.
92 years.
On the eve of the bursting of the Hainan real estate bubble.
To be able to sense the danger at that moment and decisively withdraw from the situation—that business acumen is simply phenomenal.
However, judging from the way the two were chatting, the godfather's attitude towards Shen Jingfang seemed a bit strange.
I always felt that they were at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.
And Shen Jingfang's occasional pats on his shoulder made him look like a leader giving a lecture.
Just as he was thinking this, Chen Jinfei looked over.
He immediately smiled broadly and opened his arms to Chen Lang.
"Oh, my precious godson, let your godfather hold you."
Chen Lang doesn't really like having close physical contact with people, especially men.
However, this godfather was indeed very good to him.
They always come with big bags and small packages; you can't be too polite to accept favors.
Being young doesn't mean you have any rights; just go through the motions.