Chapter 284 Advice (Part 2)

"Thank you sir!" Yang Baoshu was overjoyed.

He carefully picked up the Dust Light Sword, his hand sank, and he almost couldn't hold it.

It's definitely not an ordinary thing. I've never seen such a heavy wooden sword. If it's really a wooden sword, it's not ordinary wood. It's definitely worth money!

It seems that Mr. Chu is indeed very rich!

This scabbard, this material, and this workmanship are absolutely extraordinary. At first glance, it looks inconspicuous, but if you touch it carefully, you will know how powerful it is. Only those who know the goods will know how valuable this scabbard is, rich! so rich!

Chu Li glanced at his intoxicated expression and laughed secretly.

After carefully touching the scabbard, Yang Baoshu became more cautious, pressed the compression spring, and he slowly pulled out the Dust Light Sword.

"Be careful not to cut your hands." Chu Li reminded, and continued to eat dumplings.

Yang Baoshu nodded absent-mindedly, staring carefully at the blade of the Dust Light Sword, looking left, right, and touching it cautiously. The color was wood, but it was indeed not a wooden sword, it should be a strange material.

Needless to say, such a rare material, which has never been heard before, must be in one word-expensive!

He waved it lightly, feeling the weight.

"Don't hurt yourself!" Chu Li reminded again.

The Dust Light Sword looks like a wooden sword, and one would subconsciously feel that it is not sharp, but in fact it is quite the opposite.

For a novice like Yang Baoshu, sitting at the table and swinging the sword, it is easy to swing it at himself.

Yang Baoshu waved his sword and said with a smile, "How could he hurt himself?"

Before he could finish speaking, the tip of the sword touched the stone table, and he couldn't use it while sitting.

A corner of the stone table fell silently, he didn't feel anything, and he didn't even know that he had chipped the stone table.

With a "bang", the corner of the stone table landed, and he realized something strange.

Busily looking down, seeing the smooth section, and then looking at the Dust Light Sword, his heart trembled, and he almost threw it out in fright.

Fortunately, it was a stone table, if it really fell on me, then I would be less now!

"It's... really a good sword!" Yang Baoshu forced a smile at Chu Li: "...a good sword!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "It's for physical fitness, for keeping in good health, and it's usually for fun."

Yang Baoshu carefully put the Dust Light Sword back into its sheath, put it back on the table with a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Sir must be an expert!"

"Oh, how tall is it?" Chu Li replied casually, continuing to eat dumplings.

Yang Baoshu said: "Sir must be a master of martial arts, ordinary people can't use this kind of sword at all!"

"I look like someone practicing martial arts?" Chu Li smiled, ate the last dumpling, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

Yang Baoshu graciously handed over the tea: "I heard that many high-ranking people hide their secrets. They hide in the city, just like Mr. Chu!"

"Hehe..." Chu Li laughed, shook his head and said, "Okay, I, an expert, will give you a few words as a thank you for the meal."

"Sir, please tell me!" Yang Baoshu stared at him excitedly.

Chu Li said: "Spirit monkeys are the most nimble thing. They jump out of agility, just like your mind, your mind is ape, and your mind is ape. How flexible your mind is, the spirit monkey is more agile."

"So..." Yang Baoshu suddenly realized, and hurriedly said, "Is that because I practiced wrong?"

Chu Li said: "I'm only talking about the monkey spirit. As for the monkey boxing, you still have to figure it out for yourself."

"Thank you sir!" Yang Baoshu said excitedly.

He suddenly felt that he understood.

Why is it so awkward to practice Spirit Monkey Boxing? It turned out to be the wrong way and the wrong strength!

You shouldn't be strong and heavy, you should be flexible and active, alas, if you had heard Mr. Chu's words, you might have practiced Spirit Monkey Fist long ago!

He returned to his yard with the bowls and chopsticks, hurried back to the kitchen, and ran into the yard to start practicing boxing.

After practicing, he found a sense of agility.

"Is the gentleman next door satisfied?" Yang Baoshu's mother came to the courtyard from the kitchen and watched him practice boxing: "What a mess you practiced! What kind of boxing skills have you practiced! You look weird!"

"What's wrong?" Yang Baoshu said while practicing.

"No, no, your father didn't practice like this." Zhou shook her head.

"Mother, Dad practiced wrongly, Spirit Monkey Boxing Spirit Monkey Boxing, Spirit Monkey is very dexterous." Yang Baoshu said.

"Don't talk nonsense, your father didn't practice like this!" Zhou snorted.

Yang Baoshu said: "This is what Mr. Chu said. Spirit monkeys are dexterous and hyperactive, just like human minds."

"Hmph, he's not a martial artist, what do you know!"

"Mr. Chu is a scholar. The spirit monkey he saw in the book is a scholar. Why did he lie to me? He gave me advice to repay my mother's kindness. Mr. Chu admires my mother's craftsmanship!"

Although he felt that Mr. Chu was an expert, if he told his mother that he would be ridiculed, it was better not to mention it.

"After eating my meal, and talking nonsense to mislead my younger brother, I am really blinded by a plate of dumplings!" Zhou said angrily.

Yang Baoshu hurriedly said: "Mother, keep your voice down, Mr. Chu can hear you!"

"So what if I hear it, I'm not wrong!" She lowered her voice.

Yang Baoshu said: "Mother, I'll practice and try first, if it's really wrong, I'll change it back."

"...Well, you have to be mentally aware, don't be foolishly believed by others after a few nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, I know it!"

Chu Li listened to their mother and son's words with a smile, and then continued to practice sword with a sinking heart.

——

After practicing Spirit Monkey Boxing for half the night, Yang Baoshu felt that his skills had greatly improved and his agility was extraordinary, so he left home early the next morning and came to the Feihong Gang.

The Feihong Gang is a big compound, with a wide training ground in the middle of the compound, with all kinds of weapons on the sidelines.

When he came over, there were already more than a dozen people practicing diligently.

A tall and handsome young man greeted him: "Baoshu, what's the matter, so happy?"

"Zheng Xia, let's see the show, I'm going to teach Hu a lesson today!" Yang Baoshu hummed confidently.

When Zheng Xia heard this, he quickly pulled him up: "You are crazy, thank God that he didn't trouble you, but you still want to trouble him?"

"It's time for me to take revenge!" Yang Baoshu snorted.

"Our martial arts are not as good as Hu Yu's." Zheng Xia said in a low voice, "How do we fight?"

"I have found the true meaning of Spirit Monkey Boxing, this time I will beat him to death, kowtow to beg for mercy!" Yang Baoshu snorted.

"The true meaning of Spirit Monkey Boxing?" Zheng Xia was dubious.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Baoshu?" A strange voice suddenly came from behind.

Yang Baoshu and Zheng Xia turned their heads and stared.

A thin, small and dark young man stared at them with a smile, with a lazy and sarcastic smile on his little black face: "Brother Baoshu, you came early enough today, why did you suddenly become diligent and want to practice martial arts well?" ?”

"Hu, let's make gestures!" Yang Baoshu said angrily.

Hu Yu let out a "Yo" and groaned strangely: "Give me a gesture? You said you want to make a gesture?"

Yang Baoshu puffed out his chest.

Hu Yu said: "That's not called gesturing between us, it's me who beat you!"

"I'm going to beat you this time!" Yang Baoshu snorted angrily.

"You're going crazy today!" Hu Yu said with a chuckle, "You want to beat me? Well, let's see who beats whom, and see how!"

After he finished speaking, he punched out.

Yang Baoshu jumped up and dodged lightly.

"Hey, you've got a lot of skills!" Hu Yu laughed strangely, and rushed forward, his black fists were small, fast and ruthless.

Yang Baoshu was able to remain flexible at the beginning, hiding and hiding. After a dozen moves, he was punched and panicked. Hu Yu still refused to give up.