Tang Li remembered that when he was a child, he and a group of children practiced boxing, martial arts, and played with the old man. In his impression, although the old man did not speak much, he was very kind and friendly, and he always looked at the children with a smile.

Affinity.

"Mr. Ke practices Tai Chi?"

Watching Ke Yiyang practicing boxing, Tang Li's eyes flashed slightly.

If it were him in the past, he might not be able to see anything.

But Tang Li is different now.

He could vaguely feel some skills from Ke Yiyang's boxing style.

This is no ordinary Tai Chi.

Ke Yiyang walked around and around in the bamboo forest, his hands changing, circle after circle, as if there were countless virtual circles, endless, like clouds and flowing water, endless, and there seemed to be a trace of invisible meaning running through it.

Unknowingly, Tang Li became a little obsessed with it.

A few moments later, Ke Yiyang retracted his hands and stood up.

"Are you a child of the Tang Feng family?"

Ke Yiyang saw Tang Li in the pavilion and asked.

The old man's memory is surprising. Tang Li only met him a few times when he was a child. After high school, he only went home during the winter and summer vacations. Later, he never returned to Qingning Village for several years. Unexpectedly, the old man recognized him now.

he.

"Yeah." Tang Li said: "Mr. Ke, are you practicing Tai Chi?"

"Yes." Ke Yiyang nodded and said, "Why, you young people are also interested in Tai Chi?"

Tang Li said: "Watching Mr. Ke practice Tai Chi, it gives me a different feeling. Mr. Ke, did you really learn martial arts when you were young?"

"Haha, I only have a superficial understanding of it."

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Old man, I still have to go buy groceries. Son of the Tang family, practice well. Goodbye."

Ke Yiyang waved his hand, packed up the water cup and cloth bag, turned and left.

"Tai Chi..."

Looking at Ke Yiyang's leaving figure, Tang Li looked thoughtful in his eyes.
Chapter completed!