142: Chapter 0142: Training the Beauty at Home 142: Chapter 0142: Training the Beauty at Home Qin Piao wanted to ask An Yuying if she wanted noodles, but he could only whisper so as not to disturb Hong Jiaxin on the phone. Check latest chapters at NoveI~Fire.net
An Yuying then moved closer, tilting her face up, but with Luo Yang between them, she had to lean as much against him as possible to hear what Qin Piao was whispering.
“Yuying, do you want some noodles?”
To get his lips close to An Yuying’s ear, Qin Piao continued to lean further to the right; An Yuying straightened her body and stretched to the left as much as she could to bring her ear closer.
Qin Piao’s delicate chin was nearly pressing on top of Luo Yang’s head, and her sweet, soft voice echoed in his ear.
An Yuying’s body leaned against Luo Yang’s right shoulder, and she spoke softly.
After asking two of them, the only one left was Hong Jiaxin, but it was inconvenient to ask her while she was on the phone.
So, Qin Piao sat up straight, glanced at Luo Yang, saw him smacking his lips, and with a flirtatious smile, she tucked her hair behind her ear and brought her red lips close to his ear.
“Niu Zai, ask Jiaxin if she wants some noodles.”
Once Qin Piao finished speaking, Luo Yang also brought his mouth close to her ear and whispered, “She’s still on the phone.
I’ll tell her once she’s done.”
At that moment, she finished her phone call with Suyun, handed her phone to Luo Yang, and said, “I need to go to the bathroom.”
Luo Yang released her, and Hong Jiaxin hurried out of the living room.
“Master, let’s practice martial arts.
Let’s train for a while before we take a shower,” Qin Piao said gently shaking Luo Yang’s shoulder.
“Sure,” Luo Yang replied cheerfully.
Straight away, the three of them went into the empty room, where Luo Yang had An Qin and another girl practice the horse stance.
After Hong Jiaxin returned from the bathroom, she too entered the room.
She wanted to learn Luo Yang’s exquisite boxing techniques as soon as possible to fully ensure her self-protection.
“Luo Yang, didn’t you say you would teach me boxing?” Hong Jiaxin prompted.
The method I teach is a bit unique and might be different from what your dad taught you.
Can you accept that?” Luo Yang asked.
The Shadow Fist he learned in the stone cave of the ‘Shennong Scripture’ mountain and river painting actually had three levels of mastery.
Luo Yang had now stepped into the second level, known as ‘Body Moves with the Qi.’ That is, he could move with the extremely subtle air currents around his body.
In a martial artist’s combat, punches and kicks will inevitably stir the air around them, and Luo Yang could then move passively.
It would be incredibly difficult for an opponent to hit him, akin to reaching for the heavens.
The first level of Shadow Fist was termed ‘Listening to the Wind for Positioning.’ Shadow Fist was a name Luo Yang came up with.
However, the three levels were inscribed on the walls of the stone cave.
Back then, Luo Yang explained the insights of the second level to Zhu Li, but she couldn’t learn it.
He then understood that talents vary greatly and that ordinary people might only be able to master the first level of Shadow Fist.
Only those with high comprehension could break through to the second level.
To achieve ‘Listening to the Wind for Positioning’ was to be considered a master among martial artists.
“Any way you teach is fine by me,” Hong Jiaxin said, though she hadn’t formally recognized Luo Yang as her master, she admired him in her heart.
“I need to use a towel to cover your eyes,” Luo Yang said.
“What’s the use?” Hong Jiaxin asked curiously.
“To train your hearing,” Luo Yang explained while asking Qin Piao for a towel.
Qin Piao went back to the bedroom and got a new towel for Luo Yang.
She and An Yuying were also curious to see how Luo Yang would train Hong Jiaxin.
After tying the towel over Hong Jiaxin’s eyes, Luo Yang said, “I’ll attack you, and you counter.”
As he said it, he gently tapped her fragrant shoulder.
Never having trained before, Hong Jiaxin naturally felt bewildered and clueless, only able to stand there dazed, defending herself by turning in circles, truly unable to discern Luo Yang’s actual position.
Seeing this unique and interesting training method, Qin Piao and An Yuying looked on as if watching a game of hide-and-seek and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Are you deliberately teasing me?!” Hong Jiaxin pulled off the towel, exclaimed indignantly.