When you do everything to the extreme

Chapter 11. Tai Chi Yang Xiaoyu! He is even more powerful than the legend!
The car in front stopped, all four doors opened at the same time, and four people quickly got out of the car.

Wang Xiao stared at four people, two men and two women, each of whom had some extraordinary temperament.

Of course, that G-Class is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Li Bowen quickly said, "Master, don't be nervous. These are all my friends! I just called them to help. They came here as soon as they received my call. I didn't expect you to solve it so quickly."

Wang Xiao relaxed slightly, but his right leg was still tense. His left hand tightly grasped the seat handle, ready to kick out at any time.

Li Bowen got out of the car from the other side and waved to the four people approaching. "Thanks, everything's fine now. My master took care of those guys."

"Your master? The young master from Wang's Boxing Gym?"

One of the big guys asked curiously, looking into the car with disbelief and a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Li Bowen hurriedly said, "Guo Wendong, be careful with your words!"

The big guy Guo Wendong grinned, rubbed the exposed muscles on his arm, and said with a smile: "I know, that's your master."

A tall woman nearby pulled Guo Wendong behind her and looked at Wang Xiao, who was sitting motionless in the chair with the car door open, with an apologetic smile: "You are Bowen's master, the current owner of Wang's Boxing Gym, Wang Xiao, Master Wang, right? I'm Li Bowen's friend. This is my younger brother Guo Wendong, and my name is Guo Wenqian. I'm sorry, my brother doesn't speak without thinking, please don't mind."

Li Bowen also hurried forward to introduce: "Master, this is Guo Wendong and Guo Wenqian, brother and sister. This is Yang Xiaoyu and Zhou Zhijie, both of us are friends who like fighting martial arts."

Yang Xiaoyu is a typical Jiangnan woman with a gentle temperament. She smiled at Wang Xiao and said, "Hello, Master Wang, my name is Yang Xiaoyu!"

Zhou Zhijie also smiled and said, "Hello, Master Wang. I heard about you in the blog post. He said your kung fu is very strong. By the way, I'm from the Magic East Fighting Club. You should have heard of me, right?"

Wang Xiao nodded to them and said seriously, "Hello, my name is Wang Xiao, the owner of Wang's Boxing Gym."

Wang Xiao looked at several people, his gaze lingered on Yang Xiaoyu, who looked the weakest, then glanced at Zhou Zhijie, Guo Wenqian, and Guo Wendong, and finally nodded to them again, then leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and recovered his strength.

However, Wang Xiao's hands were still tightly gripping the seat handles, his right leg was still tense, and his ears were slightly erected.

Wang Xiao's vigilance remained undiminished.

These four people are not ordinary people.

Guo Wendong looks the biggest, but in fact he just has empty muscles. He looks scary, his steps are disorderly and frivolous, and his lower body is unstable, which shows that he has never really practiced or experienced actual combat.

Guo Wen Qian walked with some method, she had practiced her steps, her fists had some calluses, and she had also practiced boxing fighting, but her breathing was ordinary, not like someone who had practiced internal martial arts, she must have practiced modern fighting.

Zhou Zhijie has a fierce aura, he must have experienced actual combat, and he always maintains a pace suitable for defense, which is a manifestation of his professional fighting foundation.

Many people think that professional fighters may be very fierce. They will attack first at the beginning of the fight and use crazy attacks to defeat the enemy. In fact, it is just the opposite.

Professional fighters are best at defense and counterattack. In actual combat, they always defend first, so they always maintain a pace suitable for retreat, so as to avoid the opponent's first attack in the first time, and then find the opponent's flaws to launch an effective counterattack.

This is the most common tactic used by most professional fighters.

Among the four, Yang Xiaoyu, who looked the most fragile, made Wang Xiao the most wary.

Yang Xiaoyu seems to have the gentle temperament of a Jiangnan woman. In fact, her eyes are full of brilliance and her breathing is long and regular. She must have practiced internal breathing and has reached a high level of proficiency. When she walks, she keeps her feet as close to the ground as possible and lifts her legs for a very short time. This is the pace that masters of internal martial arts like to take.

All Chinese martial arts emphasize that power comes from the ground!

Therefore, true traditional martial arts masters will keep their feet as close to the ground as possible and ensure that their feet can exert force from the ground as quickly as possible at any time.

Li Bowen saw his four friends carefully sizing up Wang Xiao. Wang Xiao also sizing up the other four and then closing his eyes. For a moment, the atmosphere between the two sides seemed a little tense. He quickly said, "Alright! My master has chased those bastards away. You were too slow. It was a wasted trip."

"Let's go! My master just ran a full marathon and then got into a fight, so he's exhausted. I'm going to take him back to rest now. I'll go find you guys later to have dinner together. You can eat whatever you want!"

Guo Wenqian smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll give you a feast tonight."

Guo Wendong chuckled and said, "I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight."

Yang Xiaoyu nodded to Wang Xiao and said, "Master Wang, you should go back and rest first. I will visit you another day."

Zhou Zhijie also laughed and said, "Count me in too!"

Wang Xiao opened his eyes and nodded gently, looking at the two of them and said, "You're always here!"

Seeing that both sides were about to have a fight, Li Bowen quickly waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go. Wait for my call!"

After saying that, Li Bowen closed the car door and asked the driver to drive quickly.

Only when the car door closed did Wang Xiao relax slightly, then closed his eyes to rest. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, and his internal breathing had begun to become second nature. This was a skill he had gradually mastered when he had just run to exhaustion, still insisting on internal breathing, integrating the internal breathing of his family's Liuhequan into his body's instincts.

From now on, he no longer needs to deliberately maintain internal breathing, as the body's instinctive breathing is internal breathing.

This was something he had wanted to achieve for many years but had never been able to do. Now, with the help of panel experience points and running to his limit, he finally did it.

It seems that life before was too comfortable.

call……

call……

call……

Li Bowen listened to Wang Xiao's breathing and felt a sense of awe. Then he closed his eyes and rested without saying anything, thinking about everything that happened today. It felt like he was dreaming.

This young master of mine doesn’t seem to be an ordinary person!

……

Guo Wenqian, Guo Wendong, Zhou Zhijie, and Yang Xiaoyu watched Li Bowen and Wang Xiao leave.

Zhou Zhijie looked at Yang Xiaoyu and asked, "How is it? This young master from Bowen is known as the Little Overlord on your street. What do you think?"

Guo Wenqian and Guo Wendong, brother and sister, also looked at Yang Xiaoyu.

The three of them seemed to be led by Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu put her hands behind her back and swung her arms lightly. Her palms whistled in the air like a whip, and then her seemingly tender white palms swung along her arms and flipped in the air. With a snap, her palms made a whip-like sound in the air.

It turned out to be the whip hand in Tai Chi, which had been cultivated to the Ming Jin level by Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu recalled the scene of meeting Wang Xiao just now and said softly, "He's even more powerful than the legend says. He's had a lot of fights on our street, but they were all with fitness coaches and ordinary martial arts coaches. This afternoon, he also beat up that Taekwondo player Cui Zhenghao. It is said that he only used three moves."

Zhou Zhijie laughed and said, "That Cui Zhenghao is just a show-off. If I go up against him, I can only last three moves at most."

Yang Xiaoyu shook her head: "Did you notice what he did just now?"

Guo Wendong stroked his chin and recalled, "He just sat there without moving. Bowen said he ran a marathon and then got into a fight, so he must have been too tired to move."

Zhou Zhijie said slightly seriously: "I felt a sense of pressure at that time!"

Yang Xiaoyu nodded to Zhou Zhijie, a smile on her pretty face: "Not bad! It seems that you have learned a lot from practicing fighting with professional fighters. Wang Xiao's moves just now can knock down any one of you three with one blow at any time."

Guo Wenqian said in disbelief, "Really? He was just sitting there, I didn't see anything."

Yang Xiaoyu: "He looks like he's just sitting there, but his hands are gripping the seat tightly, and his outward-pointing right foot is tense, as if it were spring-loaded, ready to transfer all his strength to a kick at any moment. I suspect he's mastered some powerful kicking technique. If he suddenly kicks with all his strength, you three definitely won't be able to withstand it. This is when he's at his lowest point. If he were in his prime, even I'd have to be wary."

Guo Wenqian said self-deprecatingly, "The three of us are useless, only you are awesome!"

Zhou Zhijie shook his head: "I don't believe it. Tomorrow I'm going to Wang's martial arts gym and spar with him. Do you want to join us?"

Yang Xiaoyu shook her head: "I'm not going!"

Guo Wendong and Guo Wenqian both nodded at the same time to indicate that they wanted to go.

They usually have nothing to do, so they exercise, build muscles, and practice fighting.

Yang Xiaoyu warned, "He's Bowen's master, so be nice and don't go too far. Also, I heard that Wang Xiao has a hot temper and won't tolerate any loss. Actually, it's not easy for him to support a martial arts school on his own at the age of 20."

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't help but have a picture flash through her mind.

It was a young man in white clothes, kneeling at the door of Wang's martial arts school.

That was the scene Yang Xiaoyu saw when she went to Wang's Martial Arts School to pay her respects to Wang Xiao's parents a few years ago, and she has never forgotten it.

He was a young man who knelt before his parents with his back straight.

Moreover, he didn't shed a single tear that day.

(End of this chapter)