Jiang fan doesn''t know whether Su xiaonuan can practice left-right fighting.


    Because for the left-right mutual fighting, Jiang Fan himself only knows it, but he doesn''t know why.


    But since there is such a way and it seems quite suitable for Su xiaonuan, let Su xiaonuan try. In the end, even if it doesn''t work, it won''t do any harm.


    After all, it doesn''t involve such things as Kung Fu or Qi practice. The key point is only distraction. Therefore, even if it is wrong, it can''t cause damage to the body.


    So let Su xiaonuan have a try, it doesn''t matter.


    What if it does?


    If it does, can su xiaonuan beat the invincible hand with this move? Jiang fan doesn''t understand, but at least it should double Su xiaonuan''s combat effectiveness?


    With this idea, he introduced some small methods to Su xiaonuan, such as beating his legs with one hand, touching his legs back and forth with one hand, and then suddenly changing hands. After that, Jiang Fan turned back to the courtyard.


    Su xiaonuan stood alone in a daze.


    He didn''t understand why Jiang Fan suddenly asked him to practice such strange things.


    I just tried to draw a circle with one hand. After drawing a square with the other hand, although I can do it, he really doesn''t feel very comfortable.


    The body and brain seemed to be a little separated, which made Su xiaonuan feel uncomfortable.


    However, since it is Jiang Fan''s request, Su xiaonuan will still do it no matter how he doesn''t understand it, and there will never be any opportunism in the process of doing it.


    This may be the biggest advantage of simple minded people compared with others.


    They don''t understand the meaning of persistence, but they can make persistent behavior.


    Just as Su xiaonuan continued to draw circles and squares on the ground, an old man suddenly appeared in front of him.


    "Hmm? Uncle Qi? Why do you always come out at this point? Don''t you usually sleep at this time?"


    Su xiaonuan was slightly stunned, stopped the action in his hand, and asked in doubt.


    But then Su xiaonuan found that the expression of his seven uncles was quite dignified!


    It''s far from as light as before, as if you don''t care about anything.


    "Xiao Nuan, show me these two branches."


    Hong Qigong stretched out his dry hand towards Su xiaonuan.


    Su xiaonuan doesn''t understand what his seventh uncle wants to do, but he still passes the branch.


    After taking over the two branches and weighing them, Hong Qigong squatted down like Su xiaonuan before making sure it was just the most common dead wood that can be seen everywhere on the ground.


    Start trying to draw a circle with one hand and a square with the other.


    Su xiaonuan stood beside his seventh uncle curiously, watching his slow hands draw at the same time.


    But the graphics that come out seem very strange.


    Or the corner of the square is too soft, with obvious circular radian. Or the arc of the circle is flat and straight, like being cut by a knife.


    Hong Qigong painted several times, but he didn''t really succeed at any time!


    Like Su xiaonuan''s first round and square painting, at least there was no big problem in shape, Hong Qigong couldn''t do it at all!


    Until finally, Hong Qigong suddenly took a deep breath!


    The haggard skin on the whole person suddenly became ruddy and white. Just in the blink of an eye, the muscles became like a young man!


    The bent body was also completely straight, and the skeleton even seemed to grow a little higher in plain white!


    In addition to the face still looks like an old man, the body up and down seems to be directly rejuvenated!


    Su xiaonuan was startled, his body bristled and trembled: "Uncle Qi, you are suddenly angry... What do you want?"


    Hong Qigong ignored Su xiaonuan. He held his breath. What he held in his hand seemed not to be a branch, but the sharpest magic weapon!


    Then the muscles tightened, and finally both hands perfectly drew a circle and a square on the ground at the same time.


    After drawing the figure, Hong Qigong threw two branches to the ground and stood up. His breath dissipated in an instant.


    The body was like a bleeding ball, and soon changed back to the haggard and thin appearance before.


    But his expression was more dignified. He said in a deep voice, "Xiao Nuan, can you do this very easily? Draw circles and squares with both hands at the same time?"


    "Eh? Yes, it''s not difficult, is it? But I want to draw it as seven uncles. I''m afraid you can''t do it according to such a standard. The circles and squares I draw are a little awkward."


    Su xiaonuan touched his bald head and said honestly.


    On his face, there was an expression of admiration, and then said, "it''s worthy of being uncle seven. This round and square painting can be so standard. Nothing in the world can beat uncle seven!"


    Hong Qigong''s mouth twitched slightly.


    He looked at the dead branches on the ground that he had just thrown away and said: "Under normal circumstances, I can''t do it. The reason why I can do it just now is the result of forced straight drawing through the absolute control of the muscles of both arms under the operation of my skills. In other words, I can draw square and circle at the same time. The way I use is completely different from you. You should be able to distract and use, so I feel simple. I just split my hands under one idea."


    "Uh... What''s the difference?"


    Su xiaonuan asked with some incomprehension.


    "Of course, it''s different, and it''s essentially different! This Jiang fan is really extraordinary. How can he come up with such a method? It''s just that this method is very suitable for you... Or maybe it''s only suitable for you. Even if others know such a method, it''s useless. If they force them to practice, I''m afraid it will only backfire."


    Hong Qigong said with emotion.


    "Uncle Qi, the more you talk about me, the more confused I am. Is this method of training that the young master said magical?"


    Su xiaonuan scratched his bald head rather vaguely.


    "The word magic may not be able to describe how powerful this method is! Xiao Nuan, I told you a long time ago that a physical trainer can''t become a guru all his life. Because a guru is the sublimation of Qi and needs to communicate with heaven and earth through his own Qi. But now... I suddenly wavered."


    Hong Qigong shook his head and turned to look at the direction of the Lin family courtyard.


    Then he said, "this method can''t change the most embarrassing point of the practitioner, but it can double the original limit of the practitioner! Obviously, the limit multiplication of the practitioner will exceed the range of nine grades. If it''s not a master... What is it?"


    Su xiaonuan was stunned, but he didn''t know how to answer.


    Hong Qigong didn''t expect Su xiaonuan to answer, but bent up again with his hands on his back.


    He said meaningfully: "practice well and let me see what the result will be. This is something that has never happened since the birth of martial arts! Jiang Fan... I have to see again. At least I have lived for nearly a hundred years, but I have never seen a person like him!"