enjoyebooks Chapter 17 Quack! This quack is a genius!
Chapter 17 Quack! This quack is a genius!
After Fang Yuan finished his weak and fragmented frog-style Hu family boxing, the courtyard was quiet for a moment.
Then, someone burst out laughing, followed by a series of low laughs.
Hu Yao scratched the back of his head, looked at the panting green frog on the bluestone, and showed an expression of "I knew it".
He turned to Wang Xiaopang, shrugged, and whispered, "Brother Pang, look, this... this can't be taught. It's just a frog; at most it can move a couple of times, how can it really learn?"
Hu Le nodded repeatedly, sniffing, "Exactly, exactly. Boxing isn't just about mimicking movements; you need strength, you need to know how to generate power. It doesn't even have hands..." He glanced at Fang Yuan's webbed palms, "Can this thing even be called a fist?"
Wang Xiaopang's smugness was practically overflowing.
He knew it; how could a frog possibly learn a martial arts technique so easily?
He puffed out his round belly and glanced sideways at Nan Nan: "How about it, Miss Lu? You frog are such a genius, you learned your Lu family's martial arts so smoothly, but this is all you've learned from the Hu family's kung fu? If this counts as learning martial arts, then my broom can dance if it spins around in the wind a couple of times, right?"
His words made the boys who were following him laugh.
Nan Nan's face flushed red; she was both angry and anxious.
But just then...
This is?
"Look closely!" Little Li suddenly spoke up, startling the other children.
What are you looking at?
They followed Li Xiaoya's gaze and saw the frog beginning its second round of learning.
Quack?
This time, the frog was clearly doing a better job. Although it was still a bit slow and comical, it was much more standard than the last time!
quack!
Do you even know what it means to proceed step by step?
Do you even know what it means to conceal one's talents?
Fang Yuan snorted coldly, showing no respect for Wang Xiaopang!
To be honest, he didn't really want to show off his special abilities in a situation where the butler was watching him, but as an adult, he couldn't just watch Nan Nan tell the truth while being bullied by others.
Of course, there's another point...
He really should find an opportunity to showcase his unique qualities.
After all, as a frog, he had already exhibited far too many behaviors unbecoming of a frog—
The precise stab when he killed the patterned spider, his tactics when facing the fighting rooster, and the strange occurrences by the pond earlier... the butler and the others had reservations about him, and might have already harbored suspicions.
If he continues to hide his talents, it will definitely be more difficult for him to acquire cultivation techniques in the future. He may also be eliminated one day because Nan Nan has fallen out of favor with him and the Lu family thinks he is too ordinary or even a burden.
Therefore, he had to take advantage of the fact that Nan Nan still had feelings for him to gradually and in a controlled manner expose some of his abnormalities in order to pave the way for his future learning to speak, learn to write, and even acquire more advanced cultivation methods.
Today, demonstrating my learning ability in front of these children is a good start.
quack!
Witness the unparalleled talent of this immortal venerable one!
Sigua Fist, quickly turn back into a human!
Nian Guajian, I don't want to eat mosquitoes!
Hao Gua Zhang, I can't take it anymore!
Quack quack quack! Quack quack quack quack!!
Fang Yuan shouted, and endless emotions were poured into this set of Hu family boxing techniques. Instantly, each move brought out a strange and melancholic mood!
That was a great punch! A truly impressive punch!
However, to prevent these clueless children from failing to grasp the subtleties of his boxing style and the ingenious ideas he had incorporated into it...
Fang Yuan silently exhaled a deep blue aura.
Give me some more!
[Taoist Rhyme] → 0.64
[Hu Family Boxing Technique] (Three Levels!)
quack!
……
This is!
This is the Hu Family Boxing Style!
Hu Yao and Hu Le were the first to recognize the style of boxing that the frog was using!
"Look, it's really imitating it quite well!" Hu Yao exclaimed, sniffling and looking astonished. "Amazing!"
"What's so great about it! The stance is full of mistakes... and the posture is completely incorrect." Hu Le curled his lips, but he also looked closely. Although the frog's boxing technique was not very standard, it seemed to be getting smoother and smoother.
Hu Le was very annoyed by what he saw.
He started practicing boxing at the age of four, and has been practicing for four whole years! Four years! He had only barely mastered this set of boxing techniques, so how come this frog, after just one look, can already perform three-tenths of the Hu family boxing style?!
hateful!
It's just a frog!
Wang Xiaopang was even more furious!
No!
Didn't you just beat those frogs into a complete mess?
Why did it suddenly start showing up again?!
This...doesn't this make him the villain in all those storytellers' tales?! They say there are always some truly wicked villains who are blind enough to provoke heroes...
He's not that stupid or out of his mind!
Damn it! Damn it!
hateful!
Wang Xiaopang gritted his teeth, glared, and suddenly snorted coldly, "I'm not playing anymore! It's not fun! I want to go home! I want to take a shower!"
Wang Xiaopang spoke hastily and impulsively, his round face turning bright red, even the tips of his ears showing a flush of anger and embarrassment.
He kept saying he wanted to go home and take a shower, but his feet seemed nailed to the ground, he didn't move an inch, he just glared fiercely at Fang Yuan on the bluestone.
He didn't really want to take a bath. Only a dishonest person would quit if they couldn't win. He just wanted everyone to pay more attention to him!
What angered him even more was that no one responded to his comment.
The children's eyes were still glued to the frog.
Hu Yao was sniffling, his eyes fixed on Fang Yuan as he finished his move.
...Its turn and kick just now seemed...it seemed even more agile than when he practiced?
Like Hu Le, he had also practiced for four years, but his skills were only so-so. Some of his movements always felt awkward. But when he watched the frog wriggling around, even though its movements were very different from theirs, he inexplicably found it...pleasing to the eye.
Ok?
He can't have studied for four years and still be worse than a frog, can he?
Hu Le didn't speak, but his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were complicated.
A boy nearby looked at the frog, then at Wang Xiaopang, whose face was flushed, hesitated for a long time, and then asked in a low voice, "Brother Pang... how about we..."
Wang Xiaopang immediately looked over! Someone still cared about him! They wanted to give him a way out.
They're good brothers!
But before the boy could finish speaking, Nan Nan interrupted him!
"What bath?! It's not even dark yet! A bet's a bet! You have to admit my little frog knows kung fu! I wasn't lying, you're just ignorant! Humph~!" (╯^╰)
The little girl pouted, put her hands on her hips, and glared fiercely at Wang Xiaopang.
"I..." Wang Xiaopang gritted his teeth, wanting to admit it...
but……
But... to admit that he really misjudged a frog... that's just too embarrassing!
"Little Fatty! Are you a sore loser? Who said that if a frog could learn even one or two moves, you'd lose? Now Little Frog has not only learned one or two moves, he's even thrown a whole set of punches! Although... although it's still a little weird, he did it! Do you admit defeat or not?"
Seeing that he was unwilling to admit it, Nan Nan glared at him fiercely!
Wang Xiaopang was so choked up he almost choked, his face turning even redder, and he stubbornly retorted, "I'm not a sore loser!"
"You just can't accept defeat!" Nan Nan snorted, too lazy to argue with him anymore. She turned around and squatted down in front of Fang Yuan, instantly putting on a bright smile. "Little Frog is the best! Come on, are you tired? Want some water?"
She carefully untied a small water pouch from her waist, poured a little water into her palm, and brought it to Fang Yuan's lips.
Fang Yuan readily agreed and licked the lips a few times, but inwardly he grimaced.
A bunch of brats, you only witnessed one ten-thousandth of my power today! Sigh~ and this is enough to shock you to death!?
He drank water while glancing around the room out of the corner of his eye.
Hu Yao and Hu Le were still immersed in the shock and self-doubt of "Frog Boxing".
Wang Xiaopang stood to the side, sulking. He wanted to leave but couldn't bring himself to do it, and he felt uncomfortable staying.
After the initial surprise and curiosity, the other children began to create a more lively and eager atmosphere.
"Nannan, your little frog is amazing!" The Li family girl was the first to come over, her eyes shining brightly. The tabby cat in her arms also curiously peeked out. "How did it do that? It only looked once and hit it twice, and it could... could it do that?"
"I knew Little Frog was smart!" Nan Nan said with pride.
"Then...can it learn anything else?" another little girl with pigtails asked timidly, twisting the hem of her clothes in her hands, her eyes full of curiosity. "It doesn't necessarily have to be fighting..."
"Yes, yes!" Qiao Yin hugged her little leopard and moved closer. "When my mother taught me to read, she always said that characters have sinews and bones. Little leopard can learn the sinews and bones of boxing. Can... can you also learn the sinews and bones of characters?" Her words were a little awkward, but her eyes were sparkling.
She wants to see frogs learn to read!
Upon hearing this, Li's daughter had another flash of inspiration, even clearer and more focused than before, and she clapped her hands excitedly:
"That's right! Xiao Yin is right! Since Xiao Gua can understand the structure and sequence of martial arts movements, can't he also learn to write, draw, and even do needlework and embroidery? Strokes have a sequence, stitches have a direction, colors have matching..."
The more she spoke, the more reasonable she seemed, and her voice grew louder:
"It's so boring to just teach it fighting skills! How about... how about we try teaching it something else? Let's see if it's really that smart and can learn anything?"
This proposal was like a pebble thrown into a calm pond, instantly creating even bigger ripples.
"Teach it to write? It doesn't have hands!"
"You can use your mouth to hold a twig and draw!"
"Or... does it remember the stroke order when we write it?"
"Drawing is fine too! My mom paints orchids so beautifully, want to let Little Frog see?"
"I brought a shuttlecock. There are different sequences for kicking a shuttlecock. Can you teach me?"
Wang Xiaopang was completely left out, standing there all alone, his face turning red and white in turns.
Listening to those outrageous suggestions and seeing his friends' high spirits, he felt frustrated, annoyed, and also panicked at being excluded.
He wanted to say "absurd," and "how could an animal learn these things?" But when he looked at the seemingly dull green frog lying in Nan Nan's palm and recalled its increasingly impressive boxing techniques, he couldn't bring himself to say those words of doubt.
What if... this damn frog really can?
The thought sent a chill down his spine.
Fang Yuan... he stood there, stunned.
Wait a minute, if skills like Chinese, math, and English can be considered "techniques," then there's no reason why "embroidery," "painting," and "calligraphy" can't be!
It wasn't just online articles... oops, I should call them academic documents now!
Many historical records show that countless ancestors entered the Dao through calligraphy and painting, embarking on the path of immortality.
When it comes to embroidery, Dongfang Bubai, who uses an embroidery needle, is also quite skilled!
At least, it's much more reliable than using language, math, or foreign languages as a training method, right?
As Fang Yuan was pondering this, the children had already come to a conclusion...
"Let me go first, let me go first! Little frog, little frog, Nan Nan's little frog, come and see!" The Li family girl smiled and asked the servants around her to bring her paper and pen. Then she dipped her brush in ink and started drawing.
Quack?
The next moment, she had only made three or five strokes when a line of writing appeared before Fang Yuan's eyes!
[Drawing] (Beginner) (Points can be added)