355: Chapter 352 True strength lies in never giving up easily.

"Hmm?" Li Changsheng tilted his head in suspicion.

"Do you think it's still feasible for me to switch to training in fist techniques now? Can I still fight?"

As he spoke, Wan Qianhe looked at Li Changsheng with deep, earnest eyes, his gaze incredibly sincere.

"Fist techniques? Master Wan, haven't you retained your leg skills? In that previous battle, your kung fu hadn't regressed too much."

Saying this, although Li Changsheng was very serious, he felt a bit stifled inside; he vaguely understood what the other party meant by saying this.

"It's no longer possible."

Wan Qianhe shook his head, sat on a long bench used for resting nearby, and sighed, "Master Li, I see that you also believe medicine and martial arts are inseparable, and you have even stepped into that level as an internal martial arts expert."

"You should be very clear about why our Old Ancestor valued the completeness of the body."

As expected.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng roughly guessed what the other party wanted to say. For a moment, he felt a mix of emotions. Master Wan was a martial artist worthy of respect, a Great Master truly obsessed with martial arts.

"In ancient times, whether they were royalty, generals, or commoners, everyone cared deeply about bodily integrity, both in life and after death."

"For us martial artists, this is even more true. Although there is no shortage of those with incomplete bodies who have reached a very high level of skill, it is impossible for them to step into your level!"

"The human body's extraordinary meridians and numerous acupoints and channels are all indispensable. The Daoist school has a saying: man is like a Pill Furnace, and missing a leg is like a Pill Furnace missing a leg; it simply cannot be completed."

"The liver governs the tendons, the kidneys govern the bones, and the waist is the mansion of the kidneys. The tendons of the limbs all rely on liver blood for nourishment. Agile waist and legs, and a steady gait, prove that the liver and kidney functions are good."

"As the saying goes, 'To see if a person is old, look at their hands and feet first,' and 'When a general gets sick, the waist gets sick first; when a person ages, the legs age first.'"

"If I were ten years younger, and trained diligently, perhaps I could maintain this leg skill for another ten years or more. Right now, it's not possible. Five years—I have a feeling that in five years at most, more than half of my kung fu will be ruined."

"It's a pity I didn't die there..."

These words exhausted the unwillingness and vicissitudes of Wan Qianhe, this powerful martial artist.

Li Changsheng seemed to hear a kind of unyielding spirit in his words.

The other party had not given up; if compared, Old Chen could really just go buy a block of tofu and bash his head in.

"What do you want to learn? Northern Leg also has accompanying fist techniques. Master Wan, your fist techniques should be quite good."

"Hmm, but the fist techniques of Northern Leg are mostly for auxiliary purposes and require agile leg skills. I want to pursue fist techniques that focus more on the fist path, the kind that doesn't have high requirements for leg techniques. Do you have any recommendations?"

Wan Qianhe stared at Li Changsheng with burning eyes, a hint of conflict deep within them. If it were in the old society, this would be a Senior asking a Junior for advice, which would require bearing immense psychological pressure.

"Wanting to learn fist techniques that don't place much emphasis on leg techniques..."

Li Changsheng pondered carefully, but soon a fist technique flashed through his mind.

"Boat Fist! Master Wan, perhaps you could learn this martial art."

"Boat Fist? I've seen what you're talking about before. Is it the fist technique that those masters often practice using the Eight Immortals Table?"

"Yes!"

Li Changsheng nodded. It was normal that Wan Qianhe didn't know much about Boat Fist; after all, Boat Fist was considered a Southern style of fist technique and was mainly popular in Zhejiang Province.

"Is it very effective in a fight?"

This question from Wan Qianhe made Li Changsheng silent.

Is it very effective in a fight?

In a sense, it is very effective, but... the limitations are also great. This belongs to the first-class fist techniques for close-quarters combat in a small area, but... precisely because of this, the limitations are also immense.

Furthermore... this martial art has a huge difference from the past style of Wan Qianhe, who comes from a Northern Leg background.

Northern Leg is open and close, extremely fierce and powerful, emphasizing a grand and imposing manner. While Boat Fist also has a sense of strength, it cannot be compared to that open-and-close style of the Northern school; they are not the same style.

It emphasizes agility; both retracting and launching strikes are extremely rapid.

Although both Northern and Southern fist and leg techniques emphasize using the waist and abdomen for power, the two are truly vastly different. Asking Master Wan to switch to learning Boat Fist would make it difficult for him to master it.

His style is already fixed; wanting to change it is very difficult.

Even Li Changsheng, having used Baji Quan and Xingyi too much before, added a lot of Baji Quan's fierce, powerful intent to his Xingyi kung fu, making his fighting style very vicious.

It was only after stepping into the Transformation Jin and learning Eight Trigrams Palm that it improved quite a bit, but the style is definitely extremely difficult to change.

"Forget it, Master Li. Since there isn't any, then forget it. Anyway, after I go back like this..."

As he spoke, Wan Qianhe became a bit dazed. Right, what can he do after going back?

"I'll open a martial arts school after I go back. Go back to my hometown, open a small martial arts school. It just so happens that the old man used to always say my heart isn't settled. If it were in ancient times, I would definitely either have beaten someone to death and become a wanted criminal, or been beaten to death by someone."

"It's just right to settle my mind."

Listening to Master Wan's words, Li Changsheng remained silent. Although the other party said this, he could see the unwillingness in his eyes.

In ancient times, such a person, if they had the background to rely on the officials, would be a brave general on the battlefield. In the modern era... it's very helpless; he is not suited for this era.

Why would it be like this, for a person with such a personality to appear?

Regarding this, Li Changsheng had some vague guesses.

As a descendant of a famous martial arts family, he had rarely been exposed to modern things since childhood, wholeheartedly obsessed with martial arts. He originally thought the outside world was the same as he imagined, but only then did he discover that this world was completely different from what he had imagined.

This is like how people often imagine whether this world might just be their own dream, where everything is as they imagined it to be.

Is it sad?

Li Changsheng couldn't say, but he admired such people. Perhaps after he returned to the country, he could interact more with Master Wan.

After thinking about it, Li Changsheng still extended an invitation: "Master Wan, my hometown is near Wudang Mountain. After you return to the country, why don't you buy a house near my home and settle down?"

Seeing Wan Qianhe hesitate, Li Changsheng hurriedly added, "Over there at Wudang Mountain, there are also some kung fu experts, the martial atmosphere is thick, and it is even more of a place for quiet cultivation."

"Putting away the horses on the southern mountain, storing the swords and spears in the arsenal, and returning to the fields to farm—why not? Only by hiding the sword in its sheath can one draw the sword like a ray of light, striking without a shadow."

"Master Wan... consider it?"

"Okay!"

Almost without thinking, Master Wan's decisiveness actually made Li Changsheng a bit stunned.

"Master Wan, you..."

"Hehe, it's nothing. I feel that Master Li definitely won't deceive me. My father once said that a Grandmaster's character will not be bad; they don't lack money, nor do they lack fame or power. If a Grandmaster wants to give you a hand, then don't overthink it; it must be sincere."

These words from Master Wan made Li Changsheng dazed for a moment.

"Master Wan, you flatter me. What kind of Grandmaster could I be considered?"

"No, Master Li... Grandmaster, what I am talking about is not just your strength, but your actions and your state of mind at this moment."

"Indifference clarifies one's purpose, and tranquility leads to far-reaching goals. My father said that my Old Ancestor was once such a person, and my Old Ancestor's teacher was also such a person."

"Except for Master Li, among this group of people, only Zhou Sheng is worthy of my attention."

"Having lived for more than half my life, I haven't figured out those modern devices and the so-called worldly affairs, but I won't misjudge people."