270: Chapter 269: Truly Ferocious 270: Chapter 269: Truly Ferocious With the heart as still as water, one’s vision can perceive afar, and the ears can discern the subtlest sounds.
It is a remarkably minute state of being, as if transporting a person into a wondrous world.
Even Fang Yishui could hear her own even breathing, which sounded melodious, like a quiet and serene tune.
Each heartbeat rang in her ears, echoing distinctly; this sensation was peculiarly unique.
It was as though the entire world had slowed down, allowing her to enter a microcosmic realm.
Seeing that Fang Yishui had entered this state, Tangyu was quite pleased.
For her to have reached the state of still waters so swiftly on her first attempt was truly rare—she was undoubtedly a martial arts prodigy.
“Watch my movements closely.
I will only offer you this chance once, whether you can attain sudden enlightenment now depends entirely on your own fate,” Tangyu said earnestly.
Then he demonstrated the Third Style, fluid as clouds and water, seemingly encapsulating beauty in its ultimate form.
Fang Yishui’s eyes widened as she gazed at Tangyu, fully immersed in the state of tranquil heart, devoting all her energy to observing Tangyu’s every move.
It felt like watching an action slowed down by a dozen times, every detail vividly clear and striking.
“So this is how it is!” Fang Yishui was immersed and enlightened, understanding much all at once.
Although she couldn’t articulate exactly why, she just knew.
Profound meanings cannot be conveyed with mere words.
The profound meanings that can be described are not truly profound meanings.
The Great Dao is formless, its profound meaning infinite—only the heart truly feels.
Form is the body, intent is the root; without intent, form is but an empty shell.
The essence of Tai Chi’s profound meaning lies in overcoming the hard with the soft and using four ounces to repel a thousand pounds.
The intent of the Great Dao possesses boundless power.
What usually was a sequence of movements lasting less than ten breaths now seemed to stretch out for three to five minutes in Fang Yishui’s mind.
She was so deeply engrossed that she couldn’t extricate herself, a feeling most exquisite to behold.
It wasn’t until Tangyu ceased his movements that Fang Yishui, still lost in thought, finally snapped back to reality after five full minutes, as if awakening from a dream.
She looked at Tangyu with excitement in her eyes, “It’s incredible!
This sensation is so amazing.
Master, how do you achieve this?
I feel like I’ve suddenly grasped so much.
Is this what they call sudden enlightenment?”
Glancing at her, Tangyu responded, “Don’t get distracted.
Take this opportunity to show me those three styles, and try to calm your heart.
If you can enter the state of tranquil heart at will, it means you’ve truly understood the mysteries of Tai Chi.
Thus, in your future cultivation, you should also try this approach.”
“Yes.” Fang Yishui nodded and began to practice the three styles.
Indeed, now her movements were smoother and more natural than before, as if an instinctual action that she had practiced countless times, requiring no conscious thought, driven purely by muscle memory.
“Oh!” Fang Yishui felt a surge of delight within.
In the past, the first two styles had been somewhat strenuous, and at the third, numerous hardships had obstructed her.
But now, the movements unfolded naturally, leading her effortlessly to the Third Style, which she could perform with ease.
The three styles had suddenly connected seamlessly.
The delightful sensation brought a smile to Fang Yishui’s face, and for a moment, she could hardly believe it herself.
“This is the feeling, absolutely marvelous.”
Fang Yishui seemed to have forgotten herself in the moment.
Tangyu, watching from the side, once again showed a flash of surprise in his eyes and nodded in approval.
As he had anticipated, using this method had led Fang Yishui to enlightenment, enabling her to penetrate the Third Style directly.
This meant she had crossed the threshold into the mysteries of Tai Chi and was qualified to learn its profound meanings.
“Master, how was it?” Fang Yishui asked with a happy face, a hint of pride in her voice.
Tangyu nodded, “Very good, you haven’t let me down.
I believe that you’ll shine brightly tomorrow.”
Fang Yishui pursed her lips and said, “Then, Master, can you now teach me some powerful moves?
Perhaps a couple of secret techniques I could use tomorrow?”
“No, you should eat your rice one mouthful at a time, tread the road step by step.
Rome wasn’t built in a day.
Martial arts require gradual progress, each step firmly planted, and greed leads to loss.
Your foundation isn’t solid yet, but you’re already thinking about learning more.
This is typical of ‘biting off more than you can chew.’ Let go of that thought.
Focus on mastering these three styles so you don’t falter in the moment.
As long as you can adeptly apply these three styles, I guarantee you will win with ease tomorrow,” Tangyu said sternly.
It was rare for him to be this serious.
Fang Yishui pursed her lips, muttering a few words to herself inwardly.
But she replied, “I understand.
I was just saying.
Alright, I’ll keep practicing.
However, Master, since I performed so well, you’ll definitely be there to support me tomorrow, right?”
“Yes, go ahead,” said Tangyu.
“Hehe, that’s good then,” Fang Yishui finally felt reassured, her confidence bolstered.
“I have to go, or I fear you might disgrace me,” Tangyu added, instantly dampening Fang Yishui’s good mood.
He didn’t care about her safety, only about his own reputation.
Such a master was detestable.
Humph, once she had mastered the skills, she would certainly fire this master.
Of course, Tangyu was unaware of Fang Yishui’s inner thoughts as he said, “You keep practicing, I’m going for a run.”
After his run, Tangyu didn’t check on Fang Yishui again and went straight back to the beauty apartment.
Zhao Xinxin and Liu Shanshan had risen early to prepare breakfast.
As soon as Tangyu entered the house, he was greeted by a delicious aroma; having exercised all morning, he was hungry.
It was nice to come home to a ready-made delicious breakfast.
Unfortunately, Zhao Xinxin and the others were moving out today, and it might be difficult to enjoy such treatment again in the future.
Guo Momo and the two others were also up, having breakfast.
“Good guy brother, you’re back.
We didn’t wait for you,” Zhao Yaya’s eyes were sharp, and she called out as soon as Tangyu returned.
Tangyu looked over and found Zhao Yaya’s gaze towards him a bit off, as if there was something strange about it.
“Don’t wait for me if it’s nothing urgent, just start eating,” Tangyu said, and after washing his hands in the restroom, he came out and sat at the dining table.
His gaze also inevitably fell on Lin Feifei, noticing that she was slightly lowering her head and sipping her porridge.
Moreover, there was still a hint of blush on her face.
Seeing Lin Feifei like this, Tangyu couldn’t help but shake his head because she hadn’t gotten over yesterday’s misunderstanding.
The mischievous little girl, Zhao Yaya, glanced at Tangyu with a sly look, then turned to Lin Feifei beside her, and said with a hint of cunning in her eyes, “Sister Feifei, you look so out of spirits, all listless and with panda eyes.
Don’t think I can’t see them just because you’ve applied foundation.
Hehe, were you overexerted last night?”
Lin Feifei looked at Zhao Yaya helplessly and said, “It’s not that I was too tired, I just went to bed late.
Actually, not too late, I got into bed quite early, before nine, but I didn’t fall asleep until very late, so I didn’t sleep well.
I feel like I have no energy and probably will doze off today.”
“Hehe, good guy, you’re really something,” Zhao Yaya laughed and said.
Tangyu raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhao Yaya, sensing something strange in her words.
How was he “really something”?
“You guys went to bed so early last night, yet didn’t fall asleep until very late, you’re really diligent.
So good guy, you’re too strong, still looking so energetic today.
No wonder, last night Momo and I heard some sounds we shouldn’t have heard,” Zhao Yaya said.
Everyone was suddenly taken aback.
Sounds they shouldn’t have heard?
This couldn’t help but let one’s imagination run wild.
Liu Shanshan nearly slipped, almost spilling her bowl.
She too looked up at Tangyu, and her mind became a bit of a mess.
Did they really do it?
With a man and a woman alone in a room, it was hard to imagine they could maintain a pure relationship.
If they did, it would truly be a miracle.
Guo Momo knocked Zhao Yaya on the head, saying irritably, “You little devil, you’re getting more and more impure with your words.
Shut your mouth and eat, no more talking.”
Zhao Ya stuck out her tongue at Guo Momo and quickly picked up her bowl, but her eyes still roamed mischievously.
Lin Feifei, already a bit embarrassed, instantly turned bright red.
It was because she had stubbed her toe and Tangyu had held her that she had screamed yesterday, not because she couldn’t sleep over some misunderstanding with Tangyu…
certainly not for doing that sort of thing with Tangyu.
At this moment, Lin Feifei wished she could crawl into a hole and hide.
In her urgent embarrassment, she glared at Zhao Yaya and said, “It’s not what you’re thinking; I just couldn’t sleep due to insomnia.
My relationship with Tangyu is still very pure.”
“Hehe, how pure it is, surely you couldn’t sleep because you were thinking of good guy,” Zhao Yaya couldn’t help but say, but right after she finished, she was fiercely glared at by both Guo Momo and Lin Feifei, prompting her to obediently focus on her meal.
“I’m full, you guys eat slowly,” Lin Feifei set down her barely half-eaten bowl and practically fled up the stairs.
“You little devil,” Guo Momo also glared at Zhao Yaya reproachfully.
But Zhao Yaya did not seem to think she had done anything wrong, though she too quickly put down her bowl: “I’m full, too, I’m going to check on Sister Feifei.” Saying this, she dashed off, leaving Guo Momo behind, shaking her head helplessly.
She really had no way to handle Zhao Yaya.
Seeing the odd looks from Liu Shan and Xinxin, Tangyu felt a bit awkward.
Indeed, he was innocent.
“Alright, don’t mind that little girl; she just likes to talk too much and tease people.
Let’s eat,” Guo Momo said.
Zhao Xinxin nodded but subtly stomped hard on Tangyu’s foot under the table, causing Tangyu to wince and hiss in pain.
“What’s wrong?” Guo Momo asked puzzledly.
Tangyu quickly shook his head and said, “Nothing, just a sudden cramp in my foot.” As he said this, he looked at Xinxin.
Zhao Xinxin just smiled faintly at Tangyu, her eyes seeming to carry a warning.
Tangyu felt a bit vexed.
He hadn’t offended Xinxin, had he?
Why would she stomp on his foot for no apparent reason?
Maybe Xinxin was having a bad day because of ‘that time of the month’, and that was causing her mood to be a bit off.
Yes, it must be that.
If Zhao Xinxin knew what Tangyu was thinking at that moment, who knows what she would think?