Han Lan and Xia Ningxuan sat in the living room with Xuan's mother for a while. They mainly chatted, and Han Lan occasionally laughed with them.

Before coming, he had called Han Yiping remotely to ask. After all, Han Yiping was indeed more experienced than him in this matter.

Han Yiping's advice is to speak less if you can't speak.

Therefore, Han Lan came here mainly to be a handsome man quietly and let Xia Ningxuan deal with the topic of conversation. After all, it was her parents. She must know better than Han Lan. Han Lan only needed to follow her rhythm.

Just fine.

So far, this trick seems to be very effective!

At this time, Xuan's father came, wearing a white training suit and looking very elegant.

Not to mention, this couple is really good at taking care of themselves. Xia Ningxuan and her father look only in their forties, and their complexion is very rosy.

When he entered the living room, he was smiling and very approachable. When he saw Han Lan, a black pig who had eaten his own cabbage, he didn't seem to be repulsed. After sitting down, he was chatting and laughing.

Han Lan is still very popular overseas, especially in the Chinese-speaking area, where many Chinese know him. This is also the main overseas ticket warehouse for Tomahawk Pictures movies.

Xia Ningxuan's parents had actually heard of Han Lan even without Xia Ningxuan's introduction.

Xuan's father also sang a scene from "Huo Yuanjia", which proved their family's musical gene.

"Han Lan, I heard that you are good at Tai Chi?" Xuan's father suddenly asked.

Han Lan thought to herself: My chance to show off has come!

He quickly smiled and nodded: "I know a little bit."

Xia Ningxuan was keenly aware that something was not right about this topic, so she quickly interrupted and said with a smile: "Dad, Han Lan learns Tai Chi mainly for filming, and usually just for physical exercise."

Han Lan was stunned for a moment, but still nodded along with Xia Ningxuan's statement.

Xuan's father smiled and said: "Han Lan, you are too modest. I have seen videos of you playing in the ring in Western Europe. You played very well. But in the future, it is best not to fight in the ring. It will not be good if you get injured."

Han Lan smiled: "No, uncle, I had no choice but to enter the ring that time. Now I no longer compete in the ring."

Xuan's father nodded with satisfaction and asked again: "Han Lan, do you think this Tai Chi is really that powerful? I saw the video from China before, oh, that master should be fifty

How old are you? You actually knocked down a young man in his early twenties with Tai Chi? I saw you two in the video and asked A-Xuan if you knew that master? It was a dean named Su, right?

…”

Han Lan realized what he was talking about. He was talking about the time when Dean Su Yuanming came on stage to compete with the Sanda champion. The video of that time was indeed posted on foreign oil barrels by netizens, causing many foreign netizens to exclaim.

Facing Xuan's father's question, Han Lan glanced at Xia Ningxuan subconsciously.

The Dean Su in the video I saw actually did not use pure Tai Chi in the ring."

"That's it..." Dad Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "I asked a master who practices Tai Chi, and he probably said the same thing. By the way, Han Lan, this master I happened to know today,

I sent a few apprentices to practice Tai Chi with me, but I don’t know what their level is, so why don’t you accompany me to have a look?"

Han Lan had no reason to refuse, so she naturally smiled and nodded, got up and walked to the backyard with him.

Xia Ningxuan also vaguely realized that her father had ulterior motives, and quickly pulled her mother to follow him to the backyard.

…

On the lawn in the backyard, four men wearing black training uniforms stood in a row. They all looked to be in their thirties, and the younger ones were probably in their early twenties.

Seeing Xuan's father coming, they all shouted "Hello, Mr. Xia!"

The energy and energy look very good.

Xuan's father led Han Lan to them, gave them a brief introduction, and then asked them to perform a set of Tai Chi for Han Lan to see if it was authentic.

Han Lan smiled and said nothing, watching the four young people beside Xuan's father.

The four of them spread out a little and started Tai Chi. The movements looked very neat and smooth. Naturally, they were doing routine boxing, almost like what the old man in the park would do.

Moreover, it seems that they are not playing in the same style as Su Yuanming, Tan Lun and others, and there are many differences from the old Han family’s Tai Chi. Han Lan cannot recognize the specific style of Tai Chi.

Just when Han Lan was thinking about it, he heard a "whoosh" sound piercing the air, and the moves in the hands of the four people swayed neatly into a shadow. At that moment, the explosive power was very strong.

Just when Han Lan was surprised, the moves of the four people had changed somewhat. They showed many sinister and killing moves, and their boxing techniques became concise and sharp, without the soft and slow look of Tai Chi.

"Han Lan, how are you? Are the performances of these four young masters good?" Xuan's father asked with a smile.

"Yeah, not bad."

"Are you interested in finding someone to communicate with and learn from each other?"

"Dad!" When Xia Ningxuan heard this, she quickly came up, separated Han Lan from him, smiled and politely declined for Han Lan: "Dad, Han Lan has a concert the day after tomorrow, if this blind person with fists and feet is accidentally injured,

It’s not going to be good.”

Han Lan smiled along and had no intention of showing off his hands.

Dad Xuan's face suddenly dawned, and he smiled very apologetically: "Yes, yes, yes, look at my brain, I have forgotten that you came to the Lion City this time for business. Originally, I wanted to imitate the ancients and do a martial arts

Let’s meet friends. Otherwise, let’s not compete. Han Lan, why don’t you also do a set of Tai Chi? I’ve never seen what kind of Tai Chi you do, so I’m very curious.”

Xia Ningxuan had no choice but to look at Han Lan.

Han Lan grinned: "Okay."

The four young masters gave him a piece of land, and Han Lan stepped forward and began to practice Tai Chi slowly and leisurely. The practice was the same as Tan Lun often did at his home.

Xuan's father nodded without realizing it, and then looked at the four young masters. The four young masters also nodded to him, obviously recognizing which boxing family Han Lan was fighting from.

Han Lan's rhythm is very good, which makes people feel very comfortable. In fact, his previous boxing was not like this. He was very violent and aggressive, and he would "whoosh" with a burst of punches at every turn. But since he met Tan

After Lun, I followed him and learned to restrain myself.

Stop using the boxing style used to bluff people.

Once a set of boxing is displayed, it is very healthy.

"No more?" Xuan's father was stunned for a moment when he saw that he had withdrawn his fist and returned.
Chapter completed!