Mo Qizong did not dare to continue meditating, so he went directly to the topic and began to warm up, preparing to use boxing to relieve the irritability in his chest.

At this time, Xie Daoxuan was sleeping soundly on the bed in the bedroom. Suddenly, a thin voice came to her ears. The vigilance of many years of leading soldiers in war made her sit up conditioned reflex.

She raised her eyebrows and listened carefully. Although the sound was very faint and intermittent, it still couldn't escape Xie Daoxuan's ears. Someone was boxing!

Xie Daoxuan got dressed and came to the window, where he saw Mo Qizong boxing on the balcony under the moonlight.

Looking at Mo Qizong's smooth movements and various boxing techniques, he was fighting vigorously under the moon, and the muscles on his body were looming.

Unexpectedly, Mo Gou who put on clothes and boxed was quite seductive and lustful! Seeing him nearing the end.

Xie Daoxuan couldn't help but clapped his hands and applauded, "What a good fight! What a wonderful fight! The bastard made a croaking sound!"

Mo Qizong finished a set of punches, his forehead was sweating slightly, and his irritable mood was finally relieved. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Xie Daoxuan's voice.

When he lowered his eyes, he saw Xie Daoxuan leaning against the door frame, staring straight at him with dirty words in his mouth!

Thinking of what happened in the bathroom, his mind that had just calmed down immediately stirred up huge waves.

Mo Qizong said with a stern face, "What do you know? You don't know how to read! Go to sleep!"

Xie Daoxuan walked over with a smile on his face, "Who said I can't see? The set of punches you just made has various boxing techniques. You were good at straight punches, uppercuts, and swing punches, but this set In boxing, you need to pay attention to both internal and external training. The training of external skills is very important, but the cultivation of internal skills is more important. Through breathing regulation and the use of internal force, the boxing skills can be made more accurate and powerful. Your external skills are good, but your internal skills are still not good."

Mo Qizong's eyes lit up and he asked in disbelief: "You actually know Forgetting Dad Boxing too?"

Xie Daoxuan's smile did not diminish, "Why do you forget your father and forget your mother? This is obviously a bastard's punch!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Wang Ba Quan! My master and my grandfather told me personally when they taught me that this is the Forgetting Father Quan!"

Xie Daoxuan: "Maybe your master and your grandfather have Alzheimer's disease and remembered the wrong name."

"You have Alzheimer's disease. My master is a very powerful boxing master. How could you remember the name of the boxing technique wrong! My grandfather is also a master of boxing techniques!"

Speaking of Mo Qizong's master and grandfather, Mo Qizong immediately became excited.

Xie Daoxuan clicked his tongue and said: "The nurse and the master are very eager. I just said it casually. Look at how anxious you are. You have such a strong reaction!"

I don't know why, but after thanking Daoxuan, Mo Qizong couldn't calm down and became easily excited.

Mo Qizong also felt that he had overreacted and murmured: "It's not like you are talking nonsense and slandering my master and grandfather. This Forgetting Father Fist was created by our Forgetting Father sect's ancestors and passed down to my master's generation. It has been passed down for thousands of years, so don’t belittle yourself just because you are lucky enough to understand it.”

"Hey, you still have a Forgetting Dad faction? Since you have all established a faction, who is your ancestor? When you open altars and set up incense during festivals, who accepts your incense?"

Mo Qizong didn't know about it, he only heard his master mention it once or twice.

"I heard from my master that the ancestor who created this boxing technique was a strong man eight feet tall and full of beard. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents. This strong man died young. Otherwise, the Forgetting Dad sect would definitely become the largest sect in China. , disciples all over the world."

When Mo Qizong talked about this, his tone was rather regretful.

He quickly realized why he was telling Xie Daoxuan this. She was a vase who only knew how to buy bags and couldn't understand.

Xie Daoxuan ate the melon with gusto. Seeing that Mo Qizong suddenly became silent, he asked, "Why don't you say anything?"

Mo Qizong's dark eyes did not conceal his disgust, "What's the point of telling you so much? You don't understand!"

Xie Daoxuan retorted: "It's all Chinese and not English. Is there anything I can't understand? Just go on!"

Mo Qizong waved his hand, "Forget it, I'm just talking to you about this. How can you, a vain woman who only knows how to buy, understand the profoundness of our Chinese boxing skills?"

Xie Daoxuan immediately became unhappy, "Who are you looking down on? It's just a set of Wang Ba boxing. Who doesn't know how to fight? Just wait, my aunt will show you how to fight!"

"Attention, it's Dad Wang, not the bastard!" Mo Qizong reiterated.

"Okay, no matter what it is, I'll call you and see!"

Seeing her eagerness to try, Mo Qizong became interested. He pulled the chair, crossed his long legs, looked at her leisurely, and made a sign to start.

Xie Daoxuan: "Just watch it!"

Mo Qizong said disdainfully: "We'll see!"

Xie Daoxuan turned his head and stretched first. He hadn't practiced stretching for a long time. He only heard a clicking sound, and he didn't know which joint in his body made a crisp sound.

Mo Qizong almost lost his temper.

"Be careful of broken bones!"

Xie Daoxuan smiled and said, "I haven't practiced for a long time, and my body is still a little uncomfortable."

Mo Qizong: "I think you are getting older and you are deficient in calcium. You should take a calcium supplement if you have nothing to do."

"You're just too old! You just broke your bones."

Mo Qizong: "Stop talking nonsense and start quickly. I remind you, don't slap yourself in the face."

Xie Daoxuan finished stretching and said: "I know, I know."

As she said this, she kept moving, jumping up and down on the balcony like a monkey, without any image at all.

Mo Qizong couldn't stand it anymore and smiled dumbly, "This is the Bastard Boxing you are talking about. Is it obviously a Monkey Boxing? How about it? It's a slap in the face. It's not too late to admit your mistake to me now, so I won't hold you accountable for slander. It’s about my master and grandpa.”

After Xie Daoxuan finished performing monkey boxing, he stopped. Yingying smiled and said: "Just now it was just an appetizer, now is the beginning of the feast. Watch out, what is the ultimate in boxing, I will only demonstrate it once..."