Chapter 27: 27, Talents emerge under the stick Yang Yuhuan stood on tiptoe and jumped twice on the spot. Then she mobilized her internal strength, sending the force through her legs and feet. She leaped up suddenly and jumped four or five feet high. He could jump four or five feet high from a standing position, which was already higher than those NBA spring-loaded players in Ouyang Feng's previous life. After jumping onto the ground, Yang Yuhuan touched the ground on tiptoe and flew out like a dragonfly skimming the water. Each step could cover a distance of nearly ten feet. She ran dozens of steps in one breath. From Ouyang Feng's point of view, her short-distance explosive speed was comparable to those world-class men's 100-meter sprinters in his previous life. However, her internal strength is still weak, only enough to support her to run dozens of steps in one breath. Then she stopped panting, her cheeks flushed and her forehead sweating, but she still looked at Ouyang Feng with a smug smile and asked: "how?" After only one month of training, she was able to jump four or five feet high and run as fast as a man in the 100-meter sprint. This was certainly due to the help of the Tongtian Spirit Seed in her training, but Yang Yuhuan's own talent should not be underestimated. At that moment, Ouyang Feng smiled, nodded and said: "Very good, it can be considered as an outstanding talent."
"Is he gifted?" Although she still failed to receive praise as a "genius", Yang Yuhuan was satisfied and her smile became more charming. "What are you going to teach me today?" She wiped the sweat from her forehead, walked up to Ouyang Feng with the light and springy steps of a little girl, and looked at him expectantly. "You have already mastered the dragonfly skimming the water technique. You just need to keep improving your skills. So today I will teach you a kicking technique that can defeat the enemy, called 'Shadow-like Kick'." The shadow-like kick is one of the 72 Shaolin unique skills. During the Tianlong era, Jiumozhi once used this leg technique to kick Xuzhu, and in an instant, six consecutive kicks all hit Xuzhu's heart. Unfortunately, Xu Zhu had a cheat code and his internal strength was unmatched in the world, so Jiumozhi's six consecutive kicks were unable to break his defense. Although this leg technique is rarely performed, it is also one of Ouyang Feng's world-class leg skills. Yang Yuhuan's legs were long, slender, firm and full of strength. She entered the martial arts world with the dragonfly-skimming-on-the-water technique to strengthen her legs and feet, and she practiced the shadow-following leg technique, which complemented the light skills she practiced. Next, Ouyang Feng began to teach Yang Yuhuan leg techniques by words and deeds. Yang Yuhuan studied very attentively. After all, it only happens once a month and lasts only twelve hours, so she cherishes this short time very much. Not only do they study seriously and attentively, but they also raise any doubts they have immediately and make sure to get them clearly on the spot. They never pretend to know something they don't. Ouyang Feng was very appreciative of her enthusiasm for research and was willing to answer her questions and resolve her doubts. However, today, Ouyang Feng was stricter in teaching than last time. When it came to the stage of practicing the moves, he held a bamboo stick in his hand. If Yang Yuhuan didn't perform the leg movements well, or didn't use the right strength, he would hit her with the stick, hitting where the strength was wrong. For a while, there was a continuous sound of slapping. Yang Yuhuan, who was a beginner and inevitably made many mistakes, was hit on the instep, calf, thigh, buttocks and waist, and she cried in pain. However, Yang Yuhuan was really as she said. She was not a delicate lady who needed help even when walking a few steps. Even though she was beaten until tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, she could not help but cry out in pain, but she never stopped practicing.
Under Ouyang Feng's strict encouragement and the stimulation of pain, Yang Yuhuan's leg skills improved rapidly. When the twelve hours were about to end, she had already mastered the move of the shadow-like kick, and her use of force when making the move had become quite precise. Watching her practice the leg techniques from beginning to end, Ouyang Feng nodded in satisfaction and said: "Yes, you have already mastered the shadow-like leg technique. When you go back, you will be able to practice Kung Fu immediately. When you go back this time, you can sew some leather balls with cowhide, fill them with river sand, and hang them on the beams in a staggered manner. Move among the balls, kick them with your legs, and avoid the leather balls that swing back with your body. In this way, you can practice Qinggong and leg techniques at the same time. When your leg techniques are improved and your skills are deeper in the future, you can gradually replace the river sand with iron sand, or even iron balls." "I remember." Yang Yuhuan bit her red lips, looked at him with resentment, and said quietly: "Although you taught me well, but... from childhood to adulthood, I have never been beaten like today." Ouyang Feng said seriously: "As the saying goes, a strict teacher produces excellent students. Besides, we spend too little time together, only twelve hours a month. If I am not strict, it will be difficult for you to learn a profound martial art and practice it in such a short time." Although she knew that what he said made sense, but thinking of the sufferings she had experienced before, Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but raise her hand to rub her buttocks which seemed to still be aching, and said with resentment: "How can you call this harsh? You're just being cruel. You've spanked her until her bottom is swollen..." "No." Ouyang Feng said: "You won't get hurt in the illusion. No matter how painful it is, it won't leave any scars." After a pause, he said seriously: "The time is almost up. You need to practice hard when you return. When we meet again next month, I will test your cultivation." Yang Yuhuan snorted and asked: "How are you going to test me?" "Of course I will practice with you." "Sparring? You want me to fight you?" "Yes. It is not enough to practice martial arts in seclusion. You also need to go through actual combat to truly master it." Yang Yuhuan said with a bitter face: "Won't I be beaten again?" Ouyang Feng said calmly: "I seem to have just said that you won't get hurt in the illusion." Yang Yuhuan puffed up her cheeks and said, "Even if I won't get hurt, it will still hurt!" Ouyang Feng said seriously: "It will hurt, but the more it hurts, the deeper the memory will be. Just like you only took twelve hours to master the Shadow-like Leg, if you want to quickly gain the power to control your own destiny, you must be able to endure hardship and pain." Yang Yuhuan knew that what he said made sense, so she took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, you're right. Next time we meet, you can be as strict as you were today. I won't blame you." Ouyang Feng nodded slightly, "That's great." But I won't thank you either! Yang Yuhuan grumbled in her heart as if she was angry, but when the time was almost up and she was about to leave, she still waved to him reluctantly, "Brother Ouyang, see you next month." Ouyang Feng smiled and waved, "See you next month."
…… Another world, the imperial city of Chang'an, Taizhen Palace. Sitting in front of the dressing table, Yang Yuhuan, holding an ebony comb in her hand, came to her senses, looked around for a while, lifted up her skirt, took off her hakama, and looked at her buttocks, only to find that they were white and smooth, without even a single red mark. "But I was still beaten so hard!" Yang Yuhuan gnashed her teeth in anger, "He's just a brother who's four years younger than me, yet he dares to be so mean to me... No, I must retaliate, otherwise, won't he squash me and bully me at will in the future?" She looked at the charming beauty in the bronze mirror, and thought of Ouyang Feng's unnatural behavior when she first met him last month. Suddenly, the corners of her lips raised, revealing a sly smile. "Brother Ouyang seems to be a virgin who has never been in contact with a woman! Then next month, I will wear a Hu Xuan dance outfit and see how he reacts. Maybe he will be even more embarrassed than last month!" Feeling that she had found a way to deal with Ouyang Feng, Yang Yuhuan put the ebony comb into her belt, stood up and went to an open space in the room, where she happily practiced the Shadow-like Leg Technique. Please give me a vote! (End of this chapter)
