Chapter 14

Su Wen left the police station and went straight home.

Li Huan's possible return didn't concern him much. In his view, Li Huan was just a hot-headed kid, and once his interest in martial arts waned, he wouldn't have this idea anymore.

The sky was dim, and he began practicing the fourth movement on Jawa Mountain.

Yang Xiao came at some point, but he didn't practice boxing. Instead, he carefully observed Su Wen. When he saw that Su Wen was already drenched in sweat after standing for less than ten minutes, he was even more puzzled. Normally, to reach Su Wen's state, one would need to go through a series of intense exercises, but Su Wen just maintained a strange posture and started sweating profusely.

Could this strange posture have some secret?

Yang Xiao didn't understand, but Su Wen was in pain yet happy.

After an hour and a half of cultivation, Su Wen wiped the sweat from his head. Each time he practiced, it felt like he had just fought a big battle. Today's practice went well, and the fourth movement was now easy for him to complete.

"Xiao Wen, it's time to go back for dinner." His father's voice came.

Su Wen looked over and saw that his father had climbed up Jawa Mountain at some point. He knew his father's legs were not good, so he felt a bit heartache.

"Dad, you don't need to come find me. I'll go back when it's time," Su Wen said after a moment of silence. "Your legs are not good, so don't climb high places in the future. It's too dangerous."

"You brat, I can climb the big Pan Mountain without any problem. What are you worried about?" Xia Donghe scolded. He hated it when people mentioned his legs, even his own son.

Pan Mountain was the large mountain behind Shixiu Village, nearly two kilometers high. Compared to Pan Mountain, Jawa Mountain was like a dwarf, not worth mentioning.

"Donghe, don't be so stubborn. Su Wen is just concerned for you. In the future, you don't need to come find him. I'll make sure he goes down when it's time," Yang Xiao said.

"Old Yang!" Su Donghe immediately became respectful. "That won't be necessary. He's going to start work in Jiangning City the day after tomorrow, so I won't need to call him for dinner then."

Yang Xiao was taken aback: "Going to Jiangning to work the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, Old Yang," Su Donghe replied. "He has already graduated from university. It's not good to stay idle at home. I asked a comrade to arrange a job for him in Jiangning, and he will start work the day after tomorrow."

"Is that so!" A hint of hesitation flashed in Yang Xiao's eyes.

"Grandpa Yang, what's wrong?" Su Wen was a bit puzzled, sensing that Yang Xiao seemed to have something on his mind.

"Xiao Wen, do you want to learn martial arts?" Yang Xiao looked at Su Wen seriously, not joking at all.

"Learn martial arts?" Su Wen was taken aback. "Grandpa Yang, what do you mean? Do you want to teach me martial arts?"

Yang Xiao nodded: "Yes, through these few days of observation, I found that your physical condition is quite good, even better than your father's. It would be a waste not to learn martial arts with such a good body. Although I'm not a martial arts master, I do know some basic skills. If you want to learn, I can teach you some."

"Really?" Su Wen was excited.

Although he had the Great Dao Recycling System, he might encounter some problems in the future. While Yang Xiao might not be able to solve all his problems, he could still give him some guidance. He had heard from the villagers that Yang Xiao was a martial artist, and now that Yang Xiao was willing to teach him, it would be beneficial to learn more skills.

"Of course, come to Jawa Mountain tomorrow morning, and I'll teach you a set of boxing techniques," Yang Xiao smiled. He then turned to Su Donghe, "I'll teach your son some boxing techniques. Do you have any objections?"

"No, no!" Su Donghe hurriedly replied.

Back at home, Su Wen had a big appetite.

"Xiao Wen, when you learn martial arts from Old Yang, you must be focused," his father looked at him.

"Dad, I understand," Su Wen was a bit confused. Why was his father more nervous than he was?

As soon as it was light, Su Wen went to Jawa Mountain.

Yang Xiao was already waiting for him.

"Grandpa Yang, I'm here."

"Come over, let's start with some breathing exercises."

"Breathing exercises?"

"Breathing, that is, respiration," Yang Xiao explained. "Now, follow the method I tell you to breathe. Inhale... inhale... inhale... exhale!"

Su Wen was stunned: "Three inhalations, one exhalation."

"Yes, this is the three-in-one exhalation method, also known as the three-step breathing method. When combined with footwork, it's one inhalation per step, three steps per exhalation. At a high level, the first inhalation is like mist rising, the second inhalation is like a thousand horses galloping, the third inhalation is like a cloud rising, and when it's time to exhale, it's like a dragon, with the breath shooting out like an arrow."

Su Wen was shocked: "Is it really like that?"

"In theory, yes, but that's not what you should be concerned about now. First, remember the breathing method I taught you, then think about how to apply it to your boxing. You can say that practicing boxing without practicing breathing is both tiring and harmful to the body," Yang Xiao told Su Wen seriously, and he was not joking.

"Okay," Su Wen said.

He began to breathe according to the method Yang Xiao had taught him.

Gradually.

His body began to rise and fall, and if you looked closely, it resembled a snake moving back and forth.

Yang Xiao was stunned, looking at Su Wen with wide eyes: "This... This is impossible! You've already mastered it so quickly. It took me three years to reach the level where my breath moves like a snake."

Su Wen didn't know what was happening. He felt like he was a different person.

His body seemed lighter, his movements more agile, and his mind clearer.

"Good," Yang Xiao's voice came.

"Grandpa Yang," Su Wen rubbed his eyes, feeling as if he had just woken up from a nap, now feeling extremely refreshed.

"Very good. Now I'll start teaching you the boxing techniques," Yang Xiao didn't say anything to praise Su Wen. "Since you're leaving tomorrow, I'll teach you all the moves of Tai Chi today. As for how to coordinate your breathing and how to generate power, you'll have to understand that gradually. If you have any questions in the future, you can come back and ask me."

"Tai Chi?" Su Wen was taken aback.

In China, who doesn't know Tai Chi?

That kind of boxing is soft and slow, and there's nothing worth learning, Su Wen immediately lost interest. In his mind, Tai Chi was just a morning exercise for the elderly in the park.

"What, do you look down on Tai Chi?" Yang Xiao didn't get angry, but smiled. "But I can't blame you. Nowadays, there are too many Tai Chi schools, most of which look good but are not practical, and they have little combat power. But the Tai Chi I'm teaching you today is different. It's our... family's martial art, combining defense and attack, with great power."

"Really?"

"Of course, I'll demonstrate it for you first."

Su Wen moved to the side, secretly looking forward to it.

Yang Xiao stood still, like a big tree.

The wind moved, and so did he.

A punch came out swiftly, and the surrounding wind whistled.

Su Wen could even see a white tiger leaping over a stream, with an overwhelming momentum.

Fast, fierce!

Yang Xiao continued seamlessly, each punch faster than the last. Each punch looked like ordinary Tai Chi, but the power was vastly different. This was no longer the seemingly weak Tai Chi; it was a deadly weapon. Su Wen even felt the momentum of a thousand troops charging at him.

"Boom!"

With Yang Xiao's last kick, a stone the size of a millstone shattered into pieces.

"Alright, these are the basic moves. Now follow me and practice," Yang Xiao had already taken the starting stance, ready to teach Su Wen Tai Chi move by move.

"No... no need,"