Zhang Jingsi was helping Chen Fan. In fact, Chen Fan's performance and words just now felt something was wrong, including himself. After all, he was also a representative of the inheritance of martial arts. The provocation and contempt of others has nothing to do with himself. This is the honor and disgrace of the inheritance of the sect.

There is often a saying in the world that people are in the world and cannot help themselves; many people will not understand. Can you still be your own leader?

But sometimes it is like this. For example, in this specific situation, Chen Yao has already bullied it. And it is not just targeting individuals, but also targeting the inheritance sect behind you. At this time, if it were Zhang Jingsi, he would definitely go there. Even if he didn't want to go there, he would go there.

Huang Santai also had a constipation look on his face at this moment. He sighed in his heart. It was so low-key that he was humiliated. The master's thinking was really not something they could guess. He could tolerate it.

At this time, many people looked at Chen Fan differently. Some were contemptuous, some ridiculed, and some were contemptuous. But there were only no one admired.

For those who practice martial arts, being able to endure is a skill. To endure a moment of energy can avoid worry for a hundred days; to endure a moment of calmness and take a step back and the sky is wide open; this is a manifestation of martial ethics. But Chen Fan is no longer to endure for a moment, take a step back. This is a person who dug up the ancestral grave and whipped the corpse.

Chen Fan could see these naturally, but Chen Fan's face was calm, as if he had nothing to do with him. What do you know? Do you think I was too low-key? I can't fight. In this case, nothing matters. I want to stand out and have a happy battle, then beat the opponent with three punches and two kicks. Finally, I will give a comment with a pretty sensible comment. But I can't do it!

Huang Santai winked, and soon Huang Santai's son stood up knowingly, clasped his fists and said, "Master Chen, Hong Quan Huang Ping asks you for advice."

Chen Yao was not outdone, looked at Huang Ping, and clasped his fists and said, "Tai Chi Chen Yao!"

Hongquan is divided into north and south, and the southern school Hongquan has five shapes, namely dragon, snake, tiger, leopard, crane; but the Hongquan of the Huang family has both the characteristics of the Southern school Hongquan with the hard bridge and hard horse, which is strong and powerful; it also has some characteristics of the Northern school, with strong boxing and strong boxing, and opening and closing.

It is powerful when used, and the treaty is even more flexible when moving.

The confrontation between you and you are very fast. Chen Yao's level is also very powerful. This guy has always targeted Chen Fan. He is also very good at Tai Chi attainment, and his skills in Tai Chi are very good. At this moment, when you go back and forth with Huang Ping, he has a feeling of being strong and being strong, and the breeze blows on the hills.

From the beginning of the competition, Chen Fan stared at the entire competition. He saw the changes of each move and punch and kick.

Chen Fan was also a little surprised. His eyesight seemed to have improved. To be precise, it was not what medically mentioned, but eyesight.

The moves of your back and forth are all seen without missing a single point, and they are particularly clear, just like a slow-moving shot.

What shocked Chen Fan even more was that he seemed to be able to understand the battle between the two sides. Chen Fan was also a little surprised. He had a guess. Could it be that watching the golden villain in the sea of ​​consciousness practice every night can improve his vision? Could this be the teaching of martial arts?

At this moment, in Chen Fan's opinion, whether it is Huang Ping or Chen Yao, the two of them have relatively powerful boxing skills, but they still have considerable flaws and flaws. Even when some moves are used, Chen Fan has an illusion in his heart that this move is wrong.

What Chen Fan didn't know was that this surprise appeared on his face without realizing it. Zhang Jingsi also saw this scene by chance, and his heart moved and immediately said: "Master Chen!"

Chen Fan and Huang Santai both turned their heads and looked at Zhang Jingsi. They didn't have much contact with Zhang Jingsi. But Chen Fan now regarded Zhang Jingsi as a friend. He immediately said modestly: "Master Zhang, don't call him Master. If you respect me, just call me Brother Chen."

Zhang Jingsi was not polite, and laughed and said, "Brother, don't call me Master Zhang either. Just call me Brother Zhang."

Zhang Jingsi is almost fifty years old. This is definitely not a good deal. Moreover, Zhang Jingsi is still maintaining Chen Fan from beginning to end. Chen Fan still remembers this friendship in his heart.

What was unexpected was that Huang Santai next to him also smiled and said, "Yes, Brother Chen, don't be polite. If you don't dislike me, just call me Brother Huang."

Zhang Jingsi smiled and said, "Brother, I saw that you were surprised when you had something happened just now, and frowned again. Could it be that there is something wrong with this competition? Who do you think can win?"

Chen Fan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I think Master Huang Ping mainly uses the double shape of Hongquan and tiger and crane as the main inheritance. But the usage of the twelve bridge hands and the twelve bridge horse seems to be a bit lacking."

Originally, Zhang Jingsi and Huang Santai thought Chen Fan would talk about Chen Yao’s problems. But what he didn’t expect was that he would talk about Huang Ping’s boxing shortcomings as soon as he opened his mouth.

Huang Santai has been immersed in Hongquan for decades, and his family knows his family affairs. He heard Chen Fan's words sincerely and was extremely shocked in his heart. Because Chen Fan was indeed right.

Huang Santai blurted out in shock and said, "Do you still understand Hongquan?"

Chen Fan smiled awkwardly and said modestly: "I can't understand it, it's just a little bit of humble opinion."

Zhang Jingsi's heart moved. He was the successor of Baguazhang. Bagua Youlong and Tai Chi still had some similarities. Looking at the competition in the field, Zhang Jingsi asked: "Brother, how do you think Chen Yao's Tai Chi is playing?"

Chen Fan shook his head and sighed, "No, it's too rigid. As the saying goes, water has no constant power and humans have no constant nature. Tai Chi gives birth to two qualities, two qualities give birth to four qualities, and four qualities lead to eight trigrams! Tai Chi is originally chaos. It is the foundation of oneness. Chen Yao's Tai Chi is too routine. For example, Chen Yao's cloud hands just now seemed a bit rigid and routine. If he doesn't go up too high, he can also resolve Huang Ping's offensive. At the same time, as long as he has ten centimeters of his hem, he can quickly use the move to move and punch. That result..."

Chen Fan did not continue talking, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he couldn't. He was able to say so many move names, which is a special thanks to the hard work he put in back then.

But too much will lead to mistakes. Chen Fan can understand it himself now. He also knows how to do it later. However, if he wants to express it in particularly accurate words, he is still a little bit more powerful. After all, Chen Fan’s basic knowledge in martial arts is still a little poor.

But Chen Fan's words changed his expressions. Both of them were masters of martial arts, and their vision and foundation were still very powerful.

Especially Huang Santai, after a moment of pondering, he understood what Chen Fan meant. He also showed admiration on his face, and he looked ashamed and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother, I thought you were a little too spineless just now. Now it seems that I am narrow-minded. Brother, you are too low-key and too modest."

Zhang Jingsi also gave a thumbs up. He didn't know much about Hongquan, but he was quite knowledgeable about Tai Chi. After Chen Fan said this, he immediately understood it. He was shocked immediately. Like Huang Santai, he felt a little guilty on his face and had a big misunderstanding. He thought Chen Fan was afraid. Unexpectedly, he was a master who could not be revealed.

Looking at Chen Fan with calm and gentle clouds, Zhang Jingsi did not speak directly like Huang Santai, but said to Huang Santai: "Brother Huang, based on my judgment, just based on the words that Brother Chen commented on Chen Yao just now, Brother Chen's Tai Chi may have reached the level of selflessness. Moreover, this kind of mind is not happy with things or sadness with oneself. He really deserves it with Master Chen."

Just as these two men played and played, the competition was over. Huang Ping took advantage of the home court and seized a mistake by Chen Yao and won half the score!
Chapter completed!