N-M 771. The Origin Of Martial Arts! Really Powerful! (Please Order In Full)
771. The Origin Of Martial Arts! Really Powerful! (Please Order In Full)
"The key is how to learn from it and persevere. You can go to the Shaolin Temple, where martial arts originated.
His voice was full of meaning.
Fang Yang was shocked, and he understood what the martial artist said.
Learning lessons from failures and persisting in the pursuit of goals are the qualities a true warrior should have.
Suddenly, a wave of determination surged into Fang Yang's heart.
He decided to continue working hard, find his own path, and move towards higher goals.
"Thank you for your advice." Fang Yang solemnly thanked the martial artist.
Then, he decided to go to Shaolin Temple, the origin of the legendary 13 martial arts. Li Zhou asked Fang Yang what he was going to do now.
"Li Zhou, do you know? I have made a wish since I was a child, that is to become a truly powerful warrior.
Martial arts to me is not just a skill, but also a spiritual pursuit. "
"I want to master the power of my body and will to challenge the limits and surpass myself."
"Failure in the competition made me realize my shortcomings, but it also made me more determined in this desire.
Fang Yang stared at Li Zhou closely, his eyes revealing the passion and determination deep in his heart.
Li Zhou listened quietly and felt Fang Yang's burning passion.
"Going to Shaolin Temple is not only an opportunity for me to acquire higher-level martial arts skills, but also a journey to explore the true meaning of my heart."
“There, I can learn traditional martial arts philosophy and practice.
"Shaolin Temple represents the origin of martial arts. I believe that only by experiencing it personally can I truly absorb the wisdom and power."
Fang Yang's voice seemed to carry infinite power and was full of longing for the future.
Li Zhou stared at him, then nodded slowly.
Fang Yang took a deep breath, feeling the boiling and burning passion in his heart.
"Thank you Li Zhou."
The two of them clenched their fists and left the dojo full of determination under the afterglow of the sunset.
Fang Yang set out for Shaolin Temple early the next morning with excitement and anticipation. Early the next morning, Fang Yang and Li Zhou left the dojo and embarked on a journey to Shaolin Temple.
They traveled bumpily along the way, passing through dense mountain forests, accompanied by the rustling sound of the wind and the cheerful singing of birds.
When they finally arrived at the Shaolin Temple, a solemn and sacred atmosphere hit their faces.
The majestic temple is like a giant beast that has been sleeping for a long time, exuding an awe-inspiring atmosphere.
Fang Yang clenched his fists tightly and stared at the magnificent building standing in the mountains.
They entered the Shaolin Temple and after asking around, finally found the location of the abbot.
Fang Yang's heart beat slightly faster and he stopped in front of the door.
He took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.
The abbot was sitting on a high throne, looking calmly and far away.
When Fang Yang walked into the hall, the abbot slowly turned his head to look at him and smiled.
"Young hero, are you here to practice martial arts?"
After Fang Yang stood still, he saluted the abbot respectfully, his eyes were firm and solemn.
"Exactly. My name is Fang Yang, from Nanjing, with a sincere heart for martial arts."
“I learned that Shaolin Temple is the holy place of Chinese martial arts, so I decided to come to learn and practice.
The abbot listened quietly to Fang Yang's words, his face serious and delicate.
He put his hand on his chin and thought for a while before saying. .