I want to go back to my original world and live an ordinary life.

Thinking of this, Qiuyan's master said to Qiuyan, "You don't have to smash the stone platform in the afternoon. You have to learn martial arts in the afternoon." After that, Qiuyan's master took out a book from his sleeve and handed it to Qiuyan, and then said, "This Tiger Fist is a low-level martial arts book. You should practice it this afternoon."

After listening to the master's words, Qiu Yan took the Tiger Fist with some hesitation and took a look. It was a book bound with yellow paper, full of ancient charm. On the cover of the book were two words, Tiger Fist! Holding the book, Qiu Yan did not immediately agree to practice with the master, but asked tentatively, "Master, do you think I am too useless? I only smashed the stone platform more than 200 times in the morning, so you don't let me continue to smash the stone platform?" Qiu Yan said this in a low voice because he was afraid that the master would be angry.

"Why? Do you like smashing the stone platform?" After hearing Qiu Yan's words, Old Master Hong asked back coldly, his tone was very cold, and Qiu Yan naturally did not dare to answer at this time, lowering his head and saying nothing. Seeing Qiu Yan did not say anything, Old Master Hong did not mean to blame Qiu Yan, he let out a breath and explained to Qiu Yan, "The reason why your master asked you to practice Tiger Fist is not because you are not good enough, but because practice is diversified. The smashing of the stone platform in the morning is practice, and the tiger fist now is also practice. Letting you smash the stone platform is to exercise your strength, and letting you practice tiger fist is to let you better control your strength. These practices are to lay the foundation for your future practice of spiritual power, so, whether you are asked to smash the stone platform or practice tiger fist, you must practice seriously and hard, understand?"

Hearing the master say this, Qiu Yan immediately understood, then he wiped away the gloom on his face, nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, Master, I understand, I will definitely practice well." Before, Qiu Yan was very afraid that it was because he did not do well enough and made the master sad, so the master did not let him continue to smash the stone platform. Now that he knows that the master did not change the training project because of this, Qiu Yan is relieved.

After eliminating his worries, Qiu Yan devoted himself to the practice of Tiger Fist. He first opened the book and looked at the contents. He found that there were some little people in the book. These little people were in various shapes and in various postures. Although this was the first time Qiu Yan saw the legendary martial arts, he had never eaten pork, but he had never seen pigs run! The postures of these little people were obviously the moves of Tiger Fist! So, after understanding these, Qiu Yan no longer thought about it, put the book on the ground, and then began to imitate the postures of the little people in the book. There are a total of 23 moves in Tiger Fist. Most of the moves are easy to learn. Qiu Yan learned them after trying a few times, but some moves are not easy to learn. For example, the splits on the spot, Qiu Yan took a lot of effort to complete. Fortunately, Qiu Yan was also good at physical education when he was in school. Although some moves were difficult to do, Qiu Yan still completed them. After completing all the moves, Qiu Yan tried to connect these moves. After all, you can't practice one move and turn a page of the book.

In this way, it took more than an hour for Qiu Yan to barely remember the 23 moves, but he still couldn't perform them coherently, he could only imitate them slowly, so Qiu Yan spent the rest of the time trying to make himself use these moves coherently. After another hour or so, Qiu Yan was finally able to perform these moves coherently, although not as smooth as the martial arts masters on TV, but generally speaking, he could do it.

Just when Qiuyan was able to perform the Tiger Fist smoothly and coherently, Master Qiuyan, who had been watching from the side, could not bear to watch any more. He walked to Qiuyan, patted Qiuyan on the shoulder and asked Qiuyan to stop practicing. Then he said to Qiuyan, "Martial arts are not gimmicks for performance, but means to defeat the enemy. If martial arts are practiced like you, then any martial arts will lose its effect. As a martial art, each of its moves must be in form, spirit and strength, rather than simply imitating their moves." After that, Master Qiuyan stepped back a few steps and demonstrated the Tiger Fist to Qiuyan himself, explaining it to Qiuyan while performing. "The so-called Tiger Fist, each punch must be shaped like a tiger and have a force of a thousand pounds! Keep your feet steady, your body straight, and punch quickly! The transition between moves must be quick, and there must be no other unnecessary movements."

Qiu Yan looked at his master's powerful and smooth movements. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but doubt in his heart. Was that a tiger fist? Compared with his master, what he did just now might not even be a cat fist! Thinking of this, Qiu Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He thought he did a good job before, but now it seems that what he did just now was really bad. Maybe the master couldn't stand it anymore, so the master demonstrated it to him personally!

Twenty-three punches were quickly delivered under Master Hong's smooth and flowing movements. Afterwards, Master Hong stood up straight, looked at Qiu Yan and asked, "Did you see all of Master's movements clearly?"

Hearing the master's question, Qiu Yan came back to his senses, then nodded blankly at the master. At this time, even if Qiu Yan didn't see it clearly, he could only nod, because he couldn't say that he didn't see it clearly and then ask himself to do it again!

"Since you have seen it clearly, practice as I taught you just now!" After saying that, Master Hong stopped looking at Qiu Yan and turned to walk towards the wooden house. Qiu Yan looked at the back of his master and knew that he might be angry. So in order to calm his master down, Qiu Yan decided to practice hard and must learn the Tiger Fist today. Of course, Qiu Yan meant to really learn it.

Just like that, Qiu Yan began to practice according to what the master had just taught him. While practicing, he reminded himself, "Keep your feet steady, your body straight, punch fast! Switch quickly between moves!" These were the essentials of Tiger Fist that Master Qiu Yan taught him. Qiu Yan naturally did not dare to be careless, and he followed every move and every form strictly according to what the master said. Although his movements were a little slow, they were much better than before.

From the setting sun to the rising moon, Qiu Yan didn't know how long he had practiced, but at this time, Qiu Yan could already perform a complete tiger fist quickly and completely, and every move was full of power. Although Qiu Yan knew that there was still a big gap between the tiger fist he was performing and the tiger fist his master performed, it was much better than before his master taught him, and it could even be said that one was in heaven and the other was in hell. Because Qiu Yan used all his strength in every punch, he felt very tired after a set of 23 tiger fists, and beads of sweat kept falling from his face, but this did not stop Qiu Yan at all. After all, this level of suffering and tiredness was too light for Qiu Yan.

"Qiuyan, let's stop here today! Come back first." When Qiuyan was still practicing, Qiuyan heard the voice of his master. He turned around and saw his master standing at the door of the wooden house looking at him, and the wooden house was reflecting red flames, like the flames of candles.

"Okay, Master!" Hearing the master's words, Qiu Yan immediately stopped his current actions and ran back to the wooden house. He knew that the master was calling him to go back for dinner. After all, the master would only call him back when it was time to eat.

When Master Qiuyan saw Qiuyan coming back, he didn't say much and turned back to the house. When Qiuyan returned to the wooden house, he found that the master was already sitting at the table. There was a plate of barbecue on the table, and an oil lamp was lit next to the barbecue. The fire that Qiuyan saw just now was emitted by this oil lamp. Qiuyan had seen oil lamps before, but only on TV. In real life, Qiuyan had never seen this thing, so when he saw the oil lamp, Qiuyan asked curiously, "Master, why are you lighting the lamp today?" The reason why Qiuyan asked this was because the moon here was very bright. Even if no lamp was turned on, you could still see things at night. Although it was not very clear, it was almost enough. Qiuyan's master naturally understood what Qiuyan meant by asking this question, and said lightly, "It was a full moon a few days ago, so it would appear very bright at night, but it is not today. The moon today will not be so bright."

After hearing what the master said, Qiu Yan looked outside in disbelief. He had been busy practicing before so Qiu Yan didn't pay much attention. Now he saw that the light outside was indeed much darker than yesterday. Yesterday he could see the peach forest clearly in the house, but now although he could still see the peach forest, all he saw were blurry black shadows. If Qiu Yan didn't know that those were peach trees, he would definitely not be able to tell them apart. "So that's how it is!" After confirming that it was as the master said, Qiu Yan turned around, then sat down and prepared to start eating barbecue. After practicing for an entire afternoon, Qiu Yan had already felt hungry. But just as Qiu Yan sat down and was about to reach out for the barbecue, his master called him, "Wait a minute."

Hearing the master's words, Qiu Yan stopped his hand which was about to take the barbecue, then looked at the master with a puzzled look and asked, "What's wrong, Master?" Every time the master called him back, he asked him to eat. Qiu Yan thought it should be the same this time, but it was not the case this time, so Qiu Yan was very curious.

"It's true that you can eat, but don't you think you should wash yourself first?" After saying that, Qiu Yan's master glanced at the door of the east room and continued, "I have prepared water for you. Soak in the wooden barrel for an hour before coming out to eat."