53: Chapter 52 Tan Tui and Chuojiao Fanzi

A green bamboo hat, a green straw raincoat, drizzling rain slanted by the wind; two lonely figures, one old and one young, were sitting quietly by the lake, fishing.

This was Li Changsheng's daily routine today.

He felt somewhat helpless and very confused.

"Old man, the day of the challenge against Mo Family Fist is the day after tomorrow. Are we being a bit..."

Looking at the old man's calm and indifferent expression, Li Changsheng felt incredibly anxious.

"What are you rushing for?" Zhang Youdao cast a light glance at Li Changsheng, his expression remaining indifferent.

"If you're anxious, the fish won't take the bait. You should learn from those anglers; look at how patient they are."

As he spoke, Zhang Youdao pointed to the anglers on the opposite bank who were equipped with professional fishing gear.

Li Changsheng had noticed these people a long time ago. It seemed that Mo Family Village had developed an agritainment spot, and fishing was one of the activities; they were all from the nearby city.

Sometimes he really couldn't understand these anglers, sitting there for a whole day. Perhaps that was the fun of being an angler.

"Old man, this isn't a solution either. You know me; I currently have absolutely no combat experience against Traditional Martial Arts opponents," Li Changsheng had to urge him again.

When the old man called him this morning, he thought it was time to start special training, but as it turned out...

"Hehe, isn't this special training?"

"This is special training?"

Li Changsheng looked at Zhang Youdao with an expression that said, 'Are you kidding me?'

"Your heart is too anxious. Even with special training, you won't be able to beat that Mo Xinliang. You must know that Mo Family Fist likes to observe the big picture from small flaws. Their leg techniques are fast and dense, urgent and pressing."

"If you are agitated from the very beginning, you won't even have a chance to strike."

Zhang Youdao's gaze fell back onto the lake, as if what he had just said was done casually.

Li Changsheng fell into deep thought. Upon closer reflection, he was indeed a bit anxious, especially when the old man mentioned yesterday that the person had practiced Mo Family Fist into their very bones; that sense of urgency became even more pronounced.

Having figured it out, Li Changsheng began to gradually relax, his gaze focused on the fishing rod, while he simultaneously circulated his Qi through his meridians using Internal Alchemy Meditation.

Over the past two days, Internal Alchemy Meditation had begun to show initial results. The time for one cycle had been shortened to once per hour, and the increase in Lifespan was not too exaggerated, remaining the same as before.

Another two hours passed like this. After Zhang Youdao caught a fish, he spoke leisurely.

"Since your heart has settled down, let's begin."

Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng felt a surge of joy, but he remembered Zhang Youdao's recent teachings, and his mind gradually settled.

Seeing this, Zhang Youdao nodded with satisfaction.

"Do you see those wooden stakes over there?"

As he spoke, Zhang Youdao pointed to some dense and scattered wooden stakes not far away, mostly submerged in the lake.

Li Changsheng had noticed these stakes when he arrived. He was a bit suspicious, thinking they were stakes used to block fish, with fishing nets or something similar underneath.

Now that he thought about it, it wasn't that simple.

"Usually, the children in the village who know Mo Family Fist practice on them. Most of the Mo Family leg techniques lie in footwork. To practice footwork, you start on the ground, then practice on plum blossom stakes, and after that, it's this kind."

As Zhang Youdao spoke, he had already reached the side of the lake, leaped lightly, and landed on one of the wooden stakes.

The wooden stake was deep in the water, but the mud in the water was very soft. An ordinary person standing on it might sway left and right, or even tilt and fall into the lake with the stake, but Zhang Youdao was extremely steady, like a pine tree.

"Come up!" Zhang Youdao shouted lightly.

Looking at these stakes that were fluctuating with the agitation of the water, Li Changsheng highly suspected that these were actually floating stakes.

However, since the old man had spoken, he gritted his teeth, imitated Zhang Youdao's movements, and leaped lightly.

Splash!

His feet sank, then he stumbled, and Li Changsheng, as expected, fell directly into the lake, causing ripples.

Fortunately, this was far from the opposite bank; otherwise, those anglers would have surely cursed.

Fortunately, Li Changsheng had the System's solidified memory, which allowed him to constantly summarize his mistakes. After falling into the lake only five times, he successfully stood steady on the wooden stake.

"Hmm, not bad. To be able to stand steady so quickly, it seems your Taiji Stance has improved again."

Zhang Youdao was right about that; Taiji Stance was also very beneficial for stability.

Especially since Li Changsheng had started practicing the stance on a water basin some time ago, being able to adapt so quickly was also thanks to the work of the stance.

"Mo Family legs are inherited from Northern Leg, and the representatives of Northern Leg are Spring Leg and Chuo Jiao Fanzi. But Mo Family legs are more like Spring Leg, so I will demonstrate Spring Leg in a moment, and then you and I will spar."

After all, Zhang Youdao was from the North and had spent the longest time there, so he really knew a lot about some Northern martial arts.

Li Changsheng had also heard a little about these two Northern Leg styles. It was said that the famous martial arts star, known as the Kung Fu Emperor, Jet Li, practiced Chuo Jiao Fanzi, and his teacher was a practitioner of the Chuo Jiao Fanzi school.

After only a moment of thought, Li Changsheng nodded and quickly settled his mind to concentrate, because the old man had already begun to demonstrate the legendary Spring Leg.

In fact, performing leg techniques on such extremely unstable wooden stakes in the water was extremely difficult. Ordinary people couldn't even stand steadily, and when one leg went out, sometimes both legs had to be in the air, which was even harder to control.

But the old man was not affected at all while performing leg techniques on the wooden stakes. His grasp of balance had reached the point of becoming an instinct.

Zhang Youdao stood on one leg on the wooden stake, kicking quickly and densely, but with great rhythm. Moreover, the range of motion was not large at all, but the speed was as fast as thunder; one could only see leg shadows appearing before their eyes.

And after one cycle, with a kick, his figure leaped directly to another wooden stake, his legs occasionally alternating to perform continuous, uninterrupted kicks in mid-air.

The air was filled with the dense whistling sound of the wind, like continuous, low, muffled thuds exploding.

But Li Changsheng discovered that this Spring Leg not only had leg techniques, but from time to time, the old man would also throw punches. The punching power was as fierce as a cannon, and it actually had techniques that combined elbow strikes and Boxing.

"What I just demonstrated was the lower-body attack of Spring Leg, which emphasizes that the leg should not exceed the knee by three inches. The Move is small and fast, and there is no fear of being countered when attacking. Furthermore, don't think that Spring Leg only has leg Moves!"

As he spoke, the old man demonstrated another fist routine. "However, the fist routines of Mo Family Fist rarely have the shadow of Spring Leg, while the fist routines of Spring Leg are somewhat similar to Baji Quan. This Move is like the 'Standing Sky-Piercing Cannon' of Baji Quan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man stood with his legs separated, the legs not crossing the crotch, his feet not leaving the stake, his waist sunk like a horse, and his fists curled up like cannonballs in a chamber.

Splash!

The old man stomped his legs fiercely, and his whole body's muscles and bones seemed to be rumbling dully. He suddenly punched obliquely upwards. The fists struck out like a dormant Dragon that hadn't risen yet, but the thunder moved first. Even from several meters away, it felt like a strong wind brushing against the face, like the wind blowing through a large tree, shaking a hundred branches; the Aura was terrifying.

When the punch was finished, Zhang Youdao withdrew his hands and stood still, taking a breath and beginning to adjust his breathing slowly.

"Old man, I'm afraid this punch of yours could kill someone!" Li Changsheng's eyes shone with light as he watched.

Even though he wasn't hitting a physical object, just based on this Aura, one could tell that the power of this Move was not simple.

"Baji Quan is just like that. As the saying goes, 'Xingyi can kill a person in one year, Baji and Pigua are not afraid of gods or ghosts.' If you practice your Xingyi Crushing Fist well, you can be like this too," Zhang Youdao said leisurely.

"What about Taiji?" Li Changsheng thought about the Taiji Stance he was practicing.

"Taiji, ah, now that you mention it, I also remember a saying: 'Taiji takes ten years to leave the door, Xingyi can kill a person in one year, and Baji back then could scare people to death.'" Zhang Youdao patted his head and laughed.