CHAPTER 1580 SPIRIT OF BOXING
But Lee Cheonsoo didn't display any of her emotions. She just nodded as a polite greeting and walked out of the office.
"Brother Ning!" Xiaozhao whispered and stuck her tongue out. "On account of Fei, spare my life!”
Then she scurried off like a thief.
Jiang Ning's eyes were half closed.
"On account of Fei? Who does he think he is?"
He wasn't bothered by this at all. He shut his eyes and the moves on the pages of the manual he had appeared in his mind.
These were simple moves and some even only contained one move, but Jiang Ning knew that these weren't actual moves, but a sort of concept.
It was a sort of consciousness.
Practicing boxing without going through it with consciousness and its concept in mind was a waste of energy.
The most basic thing about boxing was to counter each attack according to what the attack was like.
You could make a light move look heavy or make a heavy move look light depending on the moves of the opponent, and keep switching accordingly. It was most important for that natural and instinctive reaction and adaptability to be part of one's core.
But unfortunately, many people thought that the moves on the Extreme Fist Technique Manual were just basic boxing techniques and weren't anything deeper.
Jiang Ning lay on the sofa with his hand behind his head. His mind looked like it was showing a movie as he continued to replay the moves again and again.
One punch!
Another punch!
The spirit of boxing on each page could throw one punch each!
That was six punches in a row!
Jiang Ning suddenly opened his eyes violently and he leapt up like a monkey as he stood up to throw punches.
PAK!
PAK!
PAK!
He had only thrown one punch, but it was accompanied by six blasts of air. They exploded one after another, with each one louder than the previous one, accumulating so much that the last blast sounded like a real explosion!
BAM!
He clenched his fists and looked at it, then slowly stretched his fingers out and gazed deeply at them.
"I've never heard of any martial arts within the country that can attain such a high level of conception," Jiang Ning frowned slightly. "Where on earth does this Extreme
Fist Technique originate from?"
Lu ding's research on the words used by the reclusive clans and the mysterious moves and spirit of boxing contained in this manual made Jiang Ning feel more and more strongly that this manual's origins were not simple at all.
He Daoren must have discovered something, but he didn't say a single thing even on his deathbed.
By not saying anything, he clearly wanted Jiang Ning to discover if for himself. Or perhaps...He Daoren couldn't say it?
"Tada..."
The office door was opened again.
Lin Yuzhen walked in to see Jiang Ning in a half squat as he looked dazedly at his own hands. She snorted and couldn't help laughing.
"Hubby, what are you doing?"
Jiang Ning snapped out of his thoughts and kept the manual away.
"I had a dream while sleeping just now, but I dreamt of someone else and not you, so I'm punishing myself now.”
Lin Yuzhen scoffed. Did he have to dream of her even in his sleep?
This irritating man really knew how to say sweet things!This belongs to : ©.
"So? Who did you dream of instead? I want to know who's more important than me!" she snapped indignantly.
"I dreamt that Mum cooked a whole table of delicious food..."
Lin Yuzhen couldn't say anything.
Her mother called the shots in the house, so even her father didn't dare to say anything bad about her!
Lin Yuzhen rolled her eyes at Jiang Ning and didn't continue joking with him anymore.
"A company from East Asia has come to discuss a deal with us, do you want to go along with me?" She went back to what she originally wanted to talk to Jiang Ning about. "We haven't expanded into that huge market yet because the situation there is especially complex, but it looks like we can try going there now."
East Asia?
"Zhao suggests that Lin Group expand into that area."
When he heard mention of Butler Zhao, Jiang Ning's heart shuddered. This old fellow really knew his heart.