Domineering Son-In-Law

2However, the truth was that there was no difference between the two. They both wanted to strengthen their bodies, so there was no need to fight to the death.     2

    

"What is yours is only flowery, what is yours is useless. It has only been established for a hundred years, what right do you have to insult the Huawu?"    

    

"Just now, if it wasn't for Senior saving you, you would already be lying in the ambulance. You are the one with fancy moves."    

    

"You are! "You're the one …"    

    

In just a short while, the two of them started to cause a ruckus again.    

    

Lin Faang shook his head. He was annoyed by the two of them. If he really had to say it, the Huawu was indeed much better than Taekwondo.    

    

One was that it had thousands of years of history, which had been passed down and modified continuously, finally coming to the conclusion that martial arts was the most suitable for the human body, whether it be offense or defense, they all had their own independent and perfect system.    

    

One was that it was only a hundred years old, and it was still a martial art of attacking and defending with only his hands and feet. It was hard to tell how much weaker they were compared with each other.    

    

In an international life or death battle, Taekwondo was not even on the same level as ninja techniques. This was because their attacks and defenses were too monotonous and could be easily seen through and instantly killed.    

    

"Enough!" Lin Faang said impatiently, "You guys are arguing all over just to prove how powerful your martial arts is, but in reality, you guys are just frogs in the well after all. If you have the ability, go and fight internationally to see who's ranked higher."    

    

When Lin Faang said this, the two of them became speechless. They could participate in the international competition as long as they wanted.    

    

Merely the city level, the provincial level competition had already blocked them from entering.    

    

Otherwise, they wouldn't have to hide in the same university. The two of them would have to face off against each other.    

    

"What is it? "No more arguments. It seems like you know you won't be able to do much." Lin Faang said.    

    

The two of them blushed and lowered their heads, not daring to speak. Knowing that was the same thing, and being seen through was the same thing.    

    

Lin Faang shook his head and said to the Huawu teacher: "I can tell that you should be from a famous family of Xing Yi Five Element Fists, where did you learn it from?"    

    

When the Huawu teacher heard this, he cupped his hands in salute and said: "You're not talented! The Wudang Sect Outer Sect Disciple. "    

    

Although he was not talented, one could see how much he respected the name of the Wudang Sect. Even the outer disciples had a special pride.    

    

Lin Faang looked at him in surprise. The Wudang Sect was one of the top five Huawu Supreme Sects in China.    

    

They were: Shaolin Temple, Wudang Sect, Emei Sect, Kunlun Sect, Kongtong Sect.    

    

There were a lot of martial arts in the five sects and their disciples were innumerable. There were all kinds of superior cultivators.    

    

Lin Faang, who thought that he was invincible in this world, came to Hua Xia to have a spar with the people from the five sects. Lin Faang, who thought that he was invincible in this world, came to Hua Xia to have a spar with the people from the five sects.    

    

However, at that time, he also understood what it meant to have someone stronger than him. Lin Faang spent a total of eight years in seclusion in the Five Great Sects, and after eight years of studying, he finally succeeded and became the famous Xuan Emperor.    

    

"Who is your master? Qingming, or Qingyue."    

    

The two people Lin Faang was talking about were outer sect martial arts masters of the Wudang Sect. The martial arts that they were teaching were also basic martial arts.    

    

Of course, if they were lucky enough to catch their attention, they would be taught other martial arts by their master.    

    

As far as Lin Faang knew, only Qingming and Qingyue knew the Five Element Fists, so he asked.    

    

"Teacher, Qingyue, do you know my teacher?" The Huawu teacher asked.    

    

Lin Faang nodded and said, "In terms of seniority, I'm still his martial uncle, which is also your martial granduncle."    

    

"Martial Uncle?" Senior granduncle? The Huawu teacher looked at Lin Faang in surprise. It wasn't that he didn't think it was possible to impersonate him, but Lin Faang's martial arts was so strong that there probably wasn't a need to impersonate him.    

    

After a few seconds, he came back to his senses, cupped his fist, and greeted the disciple once more, "Disciple Meiji greets Martial Granduncle."    

    

Lin Faang nodded and said, "Stand up!"    

    

His teacher, Ming Hui, also stood up.    

    

Lin Faang turned his head to look at the teacher, then turned back to Ming Hui and said, "Originally, I wasn't going to interfere in this matter. But since you're from the same sect, I'll only teach you once."    

    

Artillery Fist — strength came from the heart. The heart raged to the heavens. Calm and composed, it moved as one and its four limbs obeyed the order.    

    

Lin Faang raised his fist and punched the wind as if he was releasing a force from the heart. The sound of his fist rubbing against the wind sounded like an angry roar.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

In front of Lin Faang's fist, the space seemed to cave in as it let out an angry roar. His skin turned dark red, like a flame attaching a fist.    

    

"Using the Heart Meridian and Qi Meridian to pass through the subaxillary spring to reach Shaohai, Shenmen, and Shaofu directly to Shaochong acupoint, adjust the Qi of the heart to wrap the meridian and channel it from the Tianchi acupoint, along the inside of the arm, and in the middle of the meridian, through the Quze, Neiguan, and Laogong acupoints, and then using the Qi of the liver and wood to assist the power of the heart fire, it will alternate left and right, unable to reproduce life."    

    

Listening to Lin Faang's explanation, Ming Hui nodded his head as if he understood something. Looking at the space where Lin Faang's fist had sunk into, he frowned and fell into deep thought.    

    

Withdrawing his fist and exhaling a breath, Lin Faang was not afraid that Ming Hui would not know it, nor did he fear that others would learn it.    

    

Even if they knew how to exert their strength, they did not know the breathing mental cultivation method of the Five Element Fists. If they were to forcefully practice it, they might even go berserk, leaving behind a body full of wounds.    

    

As for Ming Hui, it all depended on his talent. As for how much he could comprehend from this fist, it all depended on his own perception.    

    

After a long while, Ming Hui regained his senses. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Faang. He was not a teacher, but he was the victor. Everything he said was part of his plan.    

    

Standing up, he turned around and faced the martial arts teacher before cupping his hands in a salute. Then, he turned around and bowed to the students behind him.    

    

"Feeling everyone's trust in me, I've decided to resign and participate in the international martial arts competition. If fate wills it, we'll meet again in the future." With that, Ming Hui turned around and left.    

    

The students automatically opened up a path for Ming Hui, watching him leave from afar.    

    

Lin Faang also nodded with satisfaction and did not waste his time giving him pointers. However, wanting to participate in the International Martial Arts Competition was not an easy thing. He hoped that in the future, he would be able to see him in action.    

    

While the students were still in shock, Lin Faang left with Wang Zhuo and Shen Manyu.    

    

On the way, Shen Manyu silently bowed to Lin Faang and thanked him, "Brother Lin, thank you. If it wasn't for you, my dad would probably have been lying in bed for months."    

    

Lin Faang shook his head and said, "It's nothing."    

    

"Even so, I still have to thank you. I'll treat you to a meal. I know a new restaurant. The food they cook is especially delicious."    

    

Lin Faang shook his head and refused.    

    

However, under Shen Manyu's constant begging and Wang Zhuo's request, Lin Faang could only nod his head and agree.    

    

Then, Shen Manyu led Lin Faang to a deep alley after a series of twists and turns.    

    

Even though the restaurant was deep, the aroma was not afraid of the alleyway. From far away, Lin Faang could smell the aroma of food, attracting his attention.    

    

However, the restaurant's entrance was beyond Lin Faang's expectation, there were quite a few people.    

    

He entered the restaurant.    

    

Lin Faang saw the little girl playing with her cellphone with her head lowered at the front desk. He suddenly had an idea. Isn't this Luo Xiaoyi? Why is she here? Could this be opened by her entire family?    

    

Shen Manyu jogged up to Luo Xiaoyi and grabbed her slightly plump breasts.    

    

"Xiaoyi!" I'm back for dinner. "    

    

When Luo Xiaoyi saw that Shen Manyu had arrived, she looked at her with half joy and half resentment and said, "Sister Manyu, can't you pinch my face all the time? You've gotten fatter."    

    

"Hee hee!"    

    

Shen Manyu let go of her hands with a smile and said, "It's because our Xiaoyi is so cute that we can't let her go."    

    

Luo Xiaoyi rubbed her face. She was already used to Shen Manyu's actions and turned around to look behind her.    

    

Wang Zhuo didn't say anything more. Every time Shen Manyu came to eat, she would bring him along with her. On the other hand, Lin Faang's arrival surprised him greatly. He instantly became flustered and a little flustered.    

    

Even now, she still hadn't forgotten what Lin Faang did to her that day. Just a glance was enough to make her break down. After that, she had nightmares for many years before she recovered. She didn't expect to meet her today.    

    

Luo Xiaoyi took two steps back, gave Lin Faang a friendly smile, turned around and ran as if she was running into the kitchen.