Chapter 252: I Represent the Dragon Division Part one (1/2)
Chapter 252: I Represent the Dragon Division (Part one)
The next day, Xu Cheng went on his morning run again and he chose the exact same time as yesterday. When he went to the park, he saw the elder already waiting for him while practicing Tai Chi.
Tired from the run, Xu Cheng still went in to drink some tea. But after taking a sip, he was a bit dissatisfied, “Elder, what happened to the tea?”
The elder snorted. “You little brat really did waste the dahongpao, so I just gave you normal oolong tea instead. You would chug it down anyways so it doesn’t matter what you drink.”
After Xu Cheng drank two cups of tea, he squatted down to take a break as he watched the old man. After watching for awhile, he asked in curiosity, “Is Tai Chi really useful?”
The old man replied, “It depends on your mentality. If your heart is impetuous and you can’t calm down, then it will be useless no matter how much you practice. Tai Chi can be regarded as an exercise to cultivate your soul and train your temper.”
After finishing one set, the elder retrieved his hands and then looked at Xu Cheng. “How about it? Do you want to see my fist technique from yesterday again?”
Xu Cheng: “It’s fine.”
The elder was surprised. “You sure? Do you know that those 30 strokes of my fist technique can each defend but also attack, and it can be derived from each other but also connected differently to create new moves? You remembered 12 strokes, and even if you remembered 29, that one stroke you are missed could cause the whole technique to be incomplete and flawed. The strength of each attack or defense will also take a big hit.”
Xu Cheng said, “I understand, but I also know that there’s no free lunch. Why do I feel like it’s a trap that you are teaching me this technique without any reason?”
“Trap my a-s!” The old man directly shouted, “What can an old man set up a trap for you for? Do you have money or power? What do you have that I have to set up a trap for you to get?”
Xu Cheng said, “I’m younger than you.”
The old man paused for a moment, and then his eyes lost some color as he nodded. “Yeah, it’s nice to be young.”