282 Machismo

282 Machismo

"Actually, I made a short movie impromptu just now."

Li Fan laughed, "Aren't the special effects amazing?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Is it a special effect that I still can't see?"

Liao Wushuang lightly poked Li Fan's forehead with his finger, "You brat... I didn't realize it. You are very skilled, but you don't seem as cool as Bruce Lee."

"..."

Li Fan didn't know what to say. Although Bruce Lee was great, he was only a master of external skills. How did he compare with a master of internal skills like himself?

"You have such a good foundation in martial arts, why don't you become a martial arts star?"

Liao Wushuang obviously didn't know much about martial arts, and only regarded Li Fan as an ordinary master of external skills.

"This is my internal strength!"

Li Fan told Liao Wushuang a little unconvinced, and Liao Wushuang asked while ordering hot pot.

"It's true, then do you know the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"Forehead……"

This time, Li Fan was confused. These girls, when it comes to internal strength, they must think of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms... The palms described in Jin Yong's novels are indeed very powerful. Li Fan can still remember that Qiao Feng and Yang Guo in the TV series looked like a golden dragon with one palm.

In reality, he can also do it, but his zhenqi has no color, and its shape is rather vague. Moreover, Li Fan can only condense his true energy into some shapes only when he enters the state of Toad Strike.

The one who did this best should be Murong Ying. Only by turning the virtual into reality can she turn her true energy into other vivid images.

And Li Fan's ability is to change the shape of a bone, and he is still a little immature in the control of true energy.

It's just that Li Fan thinks that if he lets others know that he can release three thousand strands of true energy in one breath, they'll pee in envy!

"How about it? You can't even do the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. How dare you say that you are a master of inner strength."

"..."

Li Fan suddenly didn't know how to explain.

"I just said, those illusory inner strengths don't exist."

Liao Wushuang insisted on his point of view.

And the steaming hot pot was already served, Li Fan didn't make any noise and concentrated on serving the meat. As a fighter, replenishing energy is the key.

"Scientifically speaking, the energy of the human body is conserved."

Liao Wushuang told Li Fan from her point of view, "How can such a huge force like true energy exist in a fragile carrier like the human body? It's like a pistol that needs to have a hard enough barrel to fire bullets. Alright. A human body of flesh and blood wants to emit true energy, how can it be done?"

"The human body is a universe, and the body has its own yin and yang. The two qi of yin and yang are the key to the cultivation of our fighters."

"It's too unscientific to believe."

Liao Wushuang shook his head.

Li Fan tapped the hot pot in front of him with his chopsticks, "Take this hot pot as an example. There is a dantian in our body, just like the hot water in this pot, constantly churning to create this steaming heat."

"But the water in the pot is heated by charcoal fire or electromagnetic heating."

Liao Wushuang continued to ask, "Where does the human body get charcoal fire? Where does the energy come from?"

"One is the intake of food."

Li Fan continued to explain, "However, only a small amount of it is ingested. The other is the cultivation of self-energy in the human body. True Qi circulates for a week to create more true Qi. This is meditation practice."

"It's a complete violation of the law of conservation of energy."

Liao Wushuang shook his head again, obviously in disbelief.

"In short, true qi or something is illusory. Just like traditional Chinese medicine, there is no way to believe in witchcraft without scientific basis."

Liao Wushuang has been in the West for too long, and he has been brainwashed by the West. Li Fan didn't know how to help her correct her thoughts. The struggle between Chinese medicine and Western medicine is no longer a day or two, and it is not something that Li Fan alone can end.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore, anyway, today is your birthday, you are the biggest."

Liao Wushuang suddenly smiled at Li Fan, "You just need to be happy. If you like martial arts, it's good to have a good body. But don't be too superstitious about those illusory qigong!"

"Yes, yes, Teacher Liao is right..."

Li Fan was completely speechless, this girl is too stubborn! She didn't even believe it when everything happened right in front of her!

But this is also good, after all, they are ordinary people, it is better to stay away from the world of fighters.

The battle between fighters is basically life and death. If a fragile girl like Liao Wushuang gets involved, it must be very dangerous!

Just let him bear this kind of danger alone.

Li Fan ate hot hot pot, filled his stomach, and felt much better. In short, today is my own birthday, forget all the unpleasant things.

However, the hot pot I ate today felt that the meat was particularly fresh and tender, and the taste was much better than before.

"Why is the hot pot so delicious today?"

Li Fan couldn't stop talking, "Could it be because of the poppies?"

"Fuck you, this is a very famous store."

Liao Wushuang pointed to a plate of firebird meat next to him, "Every ingredient is the top-quality meat of the campaign, so the taste is naturally good!"

"Isn't it just hot pot? Where can it be better?"

As Li Fan said, he pulled the menu over and saw that any plate of meat on it cost three digits, so scared that he almost spit out what he ate!

"I'll wipe it, black shop!"

This is the first time for Li Fan to eat such an expensive hot pot, "Should it be so dark! A plate of beef is seven hundred and eighty?"

"This is fine wagyu beef."

Liao Wushuang was very natural, as if this was just her cafeteria, "Although the taste is not particularly authentic, it is not bad. In mainland China, it is rare to eat such good wagyu beef."

"Ms. Liao...can we have a normal hot pot next time...it's hard for me to get full..."

Li Fan was telling the truth, these 781 plates of meat were not enough to fit between his teeth!

"Don't worry, it's just a little pocket money, enough, eat whatever you want, my little birthday boy."

Liao Wushuang spoke calmly, as if he didn't care about it at all.

Li Fan was very embarrassed and put down his chopsticks.

"What's wrong?"

"I have a feeling of being a badass."

Li Fan said the truth.

"Li Fan, Li Fan, I really didn't realize that you are still so macho."

Liao Wushuang also felt a little helpless, but she turned her eyes and said suddenly, "Didn't you also give me a set of clothes, it's evened out."

"That's different!"

Li Fan is not a child, so he will not be coaxed by this sentence.

Just when the atmosphere between the two of them was a little stiff, a strange emphasis came from the side.

"Hey, isn't this Xiaobawang? What, you want to sell your kidneys to eat here?"