Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 9 Xingyi, Yue Huyang
"Apprentice to learn skills from a teacher?"

Meng Fan pondered for a moment. It would be good to learn one more skill. After all, it is always good to have many skills.

But learning one more skill means having to divert some of your energy to practice methods other than the Beast Master. If this skill is not worth practicing and spending energy on, it is actually a loss for Meng Fan.

You can't spend more than ten years practicing those head-shaking kung fu, right?
After practicing for more than ten years, you were finally knocked down by a single punch. It would be better not to waste time on those skills and concentrate on practicing the methods of a beastly master!

"Dad, can I ask what skills this master you found for me has?" Meng Fan asked curiously.

"That master practices Xingyiquan. According to your master's master, his Xingyiquan is very different from others. It is said to involve the essence of life. It is a great blessing to be accepted as his disciple." Lao Meng thought for a moment and then said.

"Originally, your master, who is also my master, wanted me to learn from him, but I declined. One of the important reasons is that my bones are already fixed and it is not suitable for learning Xingyiquan."

"However, Xiaofan, your foundation is not yet established, and now is a good time to strengthen your body. You'd better not give up this opportunity."

Meng Fan scratched his head.

Xingyiquan?
I had heard of its name in my previous life. Like Tai Chi and Bajiquan, it was widely spread.

In the world of Under One Person, Tai Chi Cloud Hands contains both hard and soft power, which is the secret of Wudang. Zhuge Qing is even proficient in Bajiquan, and is evenly matched with Wang Ye.

I think Xingyiquan is worth practicing.

What's more, Old Meng said that this master's Xingyiquan was different, which aroused Meng Fan's curiosity and he wanted to see what was different.

So, Meng Fan nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll listen to Dad and I'll go and become his disciple!"

Old Meng patted Meng Fan on the head and said, "Okay, let's go tomorrow."

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Early the next morning.

Old Meng took Meng Fan, carrying two bottles of medicinal wine, and took the bus to Chang'an City.

Don’t underestimate these two bottles of medicinal wine. They are made by Master Meng, who traveled all over the country in his early years and collected various medicinal herbs in the deep mountains and forests. It seems that tiger bones were also used!

At that time, tiger bones and other things were considered precious, not to mention now. Where can you find authentic tiger bone wine?

There were a total of five bottles passed down. In order for Meng Fan to become his apprentice, Old Meng took two bottles as a token of his gratitude.

Fengyuan Road, a martial arts school.

New Xingyi!
There was a sign hanging on it, and the interior was decorated in the best possible way. Lao Meng took Meng Fan inside, where coaches were teaching students.

What is being taught is the tiger form!
Meng Fan watched for a while, but shook his head. Although the moves were lethal, the routines were too fancy and were just for the sake of looking good.

Moreover, among these students, including these coaches, there is not a single person who has obtained Qi.

At this time, someone noticed Lao Meng and Meng Fan. A coach came over and asked enthusiastically, "Sir, you brought your child here. Do you want your child to learn boxing?"

Lao Meng shook his head and said, "I'm looking for Mr. Yue Huyang. What do you think?"

"You're looking for a master?"

Hearing this, the coach was shocked and said, "Please wait here for a moment. I'll go inside and pass the message."

"Hahaha, no need to pass the message, I came out on my own!"

The person who came was an old man about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white training robe, with a long beard and a lion's mane, and a very strong body.

His eyes were wide open, shining brightly, giving him a tiger-like aura. His beard was as sharp as steel needles, very cleanly groomed, without any mess. The most special thing was his shiny bald head!
Meng Fan noticed the old man's hand. It had thick joints and was extremely solid, yet it felt particularly soft, like a tiger's paw.

Seeing this, Old Meng quickly pulled Meng Fan to salute and said, "Greetings, Mr. Yue!"

"No need to be so polite, no need to be so polite. Your master and I are close friends, and you are also my nephew. Since we are family, why should we be so distant?"

Meng Fan's first impression of this man was his cheerfulness, and then his steady demeanor, like a tiger crouching on a mountain.

"Is this the boy you were talking about?"

Old Meng nodded, and then pushed Meng Fan out: "This is my son Meng Fan. I want to give him that spot. Do you think it's okay?"

Yue Huyang looked at Meng Fan carefully, and just one glance revealed a gleam in his eyes.

"This is not the place to talk, come with me!"

Afterwards, Yue Huyang led the two of them to the backyard.

It turns out that the front of this martial arts school is where students are taught. They generally teach routines, just like martial arts schools opened by ordinary people, which are used to make money.

The back, which is the backyard, is more like a martial arts arena. It is very spacious and is surrounded by houses and dormitories.

At this moment, there were three people on the martial arts field, the youngest of whom was in his thirties or forties.

"Master!"

I saw three people saluting together and then standing aside.

Yue Huyang nodded, then sat on the stone bench in the martial arts arena, looked at Lao Meng and Meng Fan, and asked with a smile: "Little guy, have you obtained Qi?"

"And you have been getting Qi for quite a while?"

Meng Fan looked at Old Meng, and when he saw Old Meng nodded, he stepped forward and said, "Yes, I started practicing Qi when I was three years old. Now I am six years old, and I have been practicing for three years."

Then, Meng Fan felt a strong wind coming, but when it reached him, it stopped abruptly.

Yue Huyang grabbed his shoulders directly, and then began to move his hands around Meng Fan's body. Before Meng Fan could react, he had already stopped.

"Not bad, not bad, you didn't lie to an old man like me!"

Yue Huyang looked at Lao Meng and asked, "Xiao Meng, is your son learning the method of the beast master?"

Lao Meng nodded repeatedly: "Mr. Yue has a keen eye!"

"Hehe, what do you mean by discerning eyes? I have been friends with your master for forty years. I can smell the scent of his Qi even from eight miles away."

"It's a method passed down from generation to generation. The Qi in you and your son is the same. How could I make a mistake?" Yue Huyang touched his bald head and said nonchalantly.

Afterwards, Yue Huyang looked at Meng Fan steadily and asked, "Boy, are you willing to learn Xingyi?"

Meng Fan pretended to be ignorant and asked with his hands on his hips: "Xingyiquan, is it powerful?"

“I only learn from the best!”

Unexpectedly, Yue Huyang burst into laughter after hearing this, and pointed at himself and said: "I dare not say the whole world, but as far as the whole Shaanxi Province, and even in the northwest, there is no one better than me in Xingyiquan!"

"Mr. Yue, you are too modest!"

(End of this chapter)