C212 The One Who Wishes to Take the Bait
C212 The One Who Wishes to Take the Bait
"Do you think he will really teach your son again? Is he playing with him?"
"I don't think so. Isn't there a saying that can only be understood and indescribable?"
"I don't think so either. After all, Lin Faang has a good reputation," Wang Yao said.
Time passed by slowly. The young man stayed in the water for almost an hour. His skin began to swell.
Fortunately, Wudang Mountain was a sub-tropical seasonal climate area, and the average temperature was around 15 degrees Celsius. Otherwise, no matter how good the youth's physical fitness was in winter, he would not be able to stay in the water for so long.
"Do you understand?" This was the only thing Lin Faang said in an hour.
The young man shook his head and lowered his head in shame.
Lin Faang sighed. As expected, his talent was not good. Under his guidance, he had not seen through his true nature for an hour.
"Your talent isn't bad, but the Ascending Cloud Art is one of the best Light-body Techniques in the world. It's still too difficult for you. " Perhaps you can choose other Qing Gong to learn, but the Cloud Trampler is really not suitable for you. "
The young man lowered his head and didn't speak, but all the young men would feel indignant in their hearts, and they wouldn't admit defeat. They didn't think that they were more or less the same as the others, and this was also their rebellious mentality.
Lin Faang naturally knew the stubbornness in the young man's heart. He advised, "Di Yunzong is not suitable for you, but your character... You have a toughness that is different from ordinary people. Perhaps there is a very special top level martial art that is suitable for you."
The previous year, when he heard this, he could not help but raise his head. His eyes were filled with curiosity and doubt.
"Have you learned the Eighteen Ways to Glue Clothes?" Lin Faang asked.
The young man nodded and said, "Yes." But isn't that the basic martial art that ordinary students learn?"
Lin Faang shook his head slightly. The Eighteen Ways to Cloth Cloth was a kind of combat martial art. The general rule was: Change your shadow, take advantage of the momentum, change your form, and bring you into the air. Avoiding the sharp edge and hiding the sharp edge, dodging and turning, using an oblique strike to break the correct angle, and using a trick to make a mistake. In a battle of actual combat, one had to grasp the fleeting moment and flaw, and force the target to rely on. He attacked and attacked at the same time, and then he exerted force to defeat his opponent.
Even though he was a basic martial technique, the more basic a martial technique was, the easier it was to be overlooked by others. Actually, the reputation of the Eighteen Arts of Clothing and Clothing was not the slightest bit inferior to the Taichi Fist. Not only were the two martial techniques close to ordinary people, they were also a martial technique that was used the most in actual combat.
At the same time, it was also a martial art that didn't require much talent. It only required a large amount of actual combat experience. It was believed that with the youth's extraordinary tenacity, as long as he continued to practice diligently, sooner or later, he would become famous.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
A loud sound came from above the waterfall.
Wang Ziyan heard the sound and looked up. She saw an adult tree falling from the sky above the waterfall as the water pushed it.
"Lin Faang, run! A piece of wood fell from above. Run! "
Lin Faang naturally heard the sound of a log falling from above.
The young man followed Lin Faang's line of sight and looked up. When he saw the horizontal log falling from the sky, he was at a loss for what to do.
"Perfect. You can look up and see what the real Eighteen Ways to Cloth is."
Lin Faang held the fishing rod tightly and looked at the horizontal bar falling from the sky. With a wave of his hand, the fishing line wrapped around the horizontal bar. With a pull, he brought the horizontal bar in front of Lin Faang. He held it horizontally and turned it slightly on the reef. The horizontal bar flew out and smashed into the pond behind him.
Lin Faang had never left the reef. His feet seemed to have taken root in the reef and stood firmly.
"Do you understand?" Lin Faang looked down at the young man and asked.
The young man nodded as if he did not understand what Lin Faang meant. He shook his head and said, "Four taels of silver, five hundred kilograms. Use the force to hit!"
Lin Faang nodded slightly and said, "The Eighteen Ways of Clothing is similar to the Taichi. If you can master the Eighteen Ways of Clothing, then the Taichi is no different. I don't think I need to say anything about the profoundness of Taichi."
The young man nodded excitedly. Tai Chi was the foundation of Wudang Mountain. It was difficult to cultivate, but it was not as simple as the outside world said. There were very few people who understood it without a few years of research.
"I understand!"
Lin Faang nodded in satisfaction. Now all the problems had been solved.
Suddenly, the fishing rod in his hand had a pulling force. Lin Faang was slightly stunned. With a shake of his hand, the object pulled by the water flew out of the water and was exposed to the air.
A golden red carp jumped high, but it was different from the other carp. This carp had a beard and was a full foot long. Its body was even two feet big.
Lin Faang opened his hand, and the carp steadily fell into his hand. He clenched his fingers, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape from his hand.
Upon closer inspection, the fish hook did not bite it, but instead hooked its gills. It might have accidentally hooked it, but it was really unlucky.
However, Lin Faang was more curious about the long whiskers growing on both sides of the carp. He fiddled with them gently. Indeed, they grew out of the carp's body. They were not aquatic plants or anything like that.
"Interesting! I didn't think there would really be carp and fish. I heard from those old guys that I didn't believe them. This is the first time I've seen them! "This is a blessing in the mouth."
"Pfft!"
If he didn't accept the good news, bad things would happen again and again.
After soaking in the water for an hour, the youth suddenly released his grip on the reef. Exhausted, he sank into the water and drifted along with the current.
This scene made the people on the shore who had been relieved once again feel their hearts rise to their throats.
Lin Faang's eyes focused when he saw this. He waved his hand and the fishing hook hooked onto the young man's clothes. Unfortunately, the fishing line was only an ordinary line. It could not support the young man's weight of nearly a hundred households. It broke under the line.
"Students, take it!"
Lin Faang shouted. He threw the Carp Dragon Fish to the shore with a wave of his hand.
The student grabbed the carp dragonfish and grabbed it.
Lin Faang jumped into the water and used his fastest speed to get close to the young man, saving him from the water.
Uncle Huang was already waiting on the shore.
People like them who spent most of their time fishing here would naturally have the ability to save their lives after drowning a few times. After a few seconds, the young man spat out the water from his trachea. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
However, when they turned to look for Lin Faang and the others, they had already left.
Lin Faang was wet all over. Although he did not think that he would catch a cold with his physique, it would be a waste for him to have such a good excuse to leave.
After returning to the hotel, Lin Faang handed the fish to the hotel. He just wanted them to take care of it with fresh water. He didn't want to be tainted by others with such good food.
When he returned to his room, he took a shower and changed into clean clothes. Then, he rushed to the kitchen.
The kitchen was a mess. Countless people crowded around the cellophane cabinets, eager to see what was going on. Carp fish! This kind of thing was rarely seen in a hundred years. The meat was delicious. No matter what kind of dish it was made, even if it was raw fish slices, it was still a dish of the national banquet level.
If it fell into the hands of the Master Chef, it would definitely be an immortal dish. However, it could not be obtained.
"What a pity! A good carp and dragonfish were just like that. 'A young man has been ruined.' A chef with a tall hat said. Looking at the height of his hat, he was taller than the others. One look and one could tell that he was the head chef of the hotel.
"Yes! Yes!"
The surrounding chefs all responded in unison.
All of this happened to be heard by Lin Faang, who pushed the door open and entered.
"Can you make way? I'm going to deal with my carp dragon fish."
When he heard that someone was going to deal with the carp dragonfish, he seemed to turn his head and look at Lin Faang.
The head chef was no exception. He could feel it the moment he saw Lin Faang. He was not a chef. Or rather, he was not a real chef. Because he couldn't feel the pride and imposing manner of a chef from Lin Faang.
"Hello, sir! May I ask if this carp dragonfish is yours?" The head chef walked out of the crowd and walked in front of Lin Faang.
Lin Faang nodded and took out his room card. The number engraved on it was the same as the number pasted on the glass cabinet, which proved that the fish was his.
"It's like this! I wonder if I can sell this carp dragonfish to me, or if I can make this carp dragonfish. Don't look at me like this. I'm also a five-star chef. I hope you can give me some face." The head chef said very politely.