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　　　　 on the stadium.

　　Part of the students of the Chinese Academy of Sciences are taking the final test.

　　The College of Chinese Studies at Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences is an academy that combines the major of Chinese traditional arts with other national quintessence and the traditional skills of Xia Guo.

　　 piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as wood carving, porcelain art, sword casting, etc., are all summarized in the relevant professional courses of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

　　 But.

　　The number of students studying Chinese martial arts is the largest in the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies.

　　 Other national quintessence arts and crafts majors, at least there is only one student.

　　 In the outdoor examination room of the stadium, there are two students playing Tai Chi, they are still playing in a decent way, but they don’t know how effective they are in actual combat.

of course.

　　 Even as a form of art performance, it is pretty good.

　　 But Ding Yue still hopes that the students can learn real hard skills.

　　 "President Ding, currently our national martial arts profession mainly focuses on Tai Chi, Xingyiquan and Baguazhang."

　　The dean of the Department of Chinese Studies is called Wu Changdao. He is a master of Chinese studies in Xia Guo in this parallel world. Ding Yue had originally paid a lot of money to invite him.

　　 "In the case of our national martial arts major, although we focus on actual combat, we also need theoretical courses? What about related textbooks?"

　　 "President Ding, the relevant textbooks are compiled and printed by several teachers in the Chinese martial arts major." Wu Changdao replied.

　　 As expected.

　　 This is actually the same as the e-sports game academy.

　　Because the textbooks of the E-sports Game Academy are also compiled and printed by related teachers.

　　 "Sun Chengkang, Tai Chi final test, passed!"

　　 "Wang Sankai, Xingyiquan final test, passed!"

　　 "Chen Dan, Wing Chun final test, passed!"

　　 On the playground, the teacher is taking the students for the final test of the Chinese martial arts major, and the students seem to be able to pass.

　　 "Director Wu, how is the actual combat ability of our national martial arts? Can we fight?"

　　 Ding Yue is actually quite worried that the students majoring in Chinese martial arts are all learning how to embroider their legs.

　　 It would be a shame if he fell to the ground with a KO like Master Ma in the future.

　　 "It is definitely possible to fight, but it requires long-term and arduous training." Wu Changdao nodded, then looked at Principal Ding: "Principal Ding, would you like to try it?"

"sure."

　　 Ding Yue wanted to see if the students majoring in Chinese martial arts had learned real skills.

　　 "Sun Chengkang, come here."

　　 Director Wu Changdao called the students who had just taken the Tai Chi test.

　　 Then he asked two students to move over a large cushion and put it on the ground. This was to protect Principal Ding even if he was knocked down.

　　 "Director Wu, are you looking for me?"

　　 Sun Chengkang walked over and asked suspiciously.

　　 Ding Yue took a look at this Sun Chengkang. In fact, he was quite sturdy, and he was very physically fit.

　　 Indeed.

　　 You have a sick body, even if you practice Taijiquan, how much power can you exert in fighting the strength with softness?

　　 In the final analysis, if you practice Chinese martial arts, you must have excellent physical fitness.

　　 After all, this is not a novel of Guoshu Liu. You can kill a taekwondo master without any effort!

"Student Sun Chengkang, you will use Taijiquan with Principal Ding later." Wu Changdao told Sun Chengkang, "Principal Ding wants to see what you are learning Taijiquan, so you don’t have to think that you are facing the principal. Let go."

　　 Ding Yue nodded when he heard the words, and said to Sun Chengkang: "Yes, let me see the real skills of your students majoring in martial arts."

　　 "That's offended."

　　 Sun Chengkang said to Principal Ding strangely.

　　 Ding Yue prides himself on his physical fitness is okay, so he won't be overwhelmed by a student of his own age, right?

　　 Soon, Ding Yue and Sun Chengkang stood on the mat.

　　 Sun Chengkang has made classic Tai Chi moves.

　　 Ding Yue is very simple and rude, and I'll finish with a fist when I go up.

　　 The two faced each other for a while.

　　 Ding Yue quickly came forward and slammed Sun Chengkang with a punch.

　　 As a result, Ding Yue seemed to hit cotton, and the power of this punch was directly resolved by a Tai Chi movement of Sun Chengkang.

　　 Before Ding Yue could react, Sun Chengkang's palm had already been pushed to his chest, and then a very strong force burst out suddenly.

　　 Ding Yue was directly pushed away, and he staggered and fell to the ground in the end.

"I go!"

　　 Ding Yue This is the first time I have seen the actual combat application of Taijiquan. Can you really defeat yourself with a single stroke?

　　 "Look, look, Principal Ding was knocked down by Sun Chengkang."

　　 "Hahaha, Principal Ding can't fight enough."

　　 "Nonsense, as long as they have money in the principal Ding's family, it doesn't matter whether they can fight or not."

　　 "Hey hey, I took a photo of the moment Principal Ding fell to the ground just now."

　　 "Send it to me quickly."

　　 "I want Kangkang too!"

　　 There was a lot of discussion among the students around.

　　 "Principal Ding, are you okay?"

　　 Wen Ruohan hurriedly stepped forward to help Principal Ding after seeing that Principal Ding was knocked down.

"it's okay no problem."

　　 Ding Yue touched his chest, then looked at Sun Chengkang in astonishment, and nodded with satisfaction: "Guoshu Taijiquan is really something, study hard, you will surely be successful in the future!"

　　 "Thank you Principal Ding." Sun Chengkang bowed to Ding Yue politely.

　　 "Principal Ding, Sun Chengkang is considered to be the best seedling of our national martial arts profession." Wu Changdao came forward at this time and said with a smile.

　　 Ding Yue glared at Wu Changdao when he heard the words.

　　, you old guy, don’t you tell me before you fight that he is the most powerful student in Chinese martial arts?

　　 It’s all right now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I was knocked down by one move, and it was a little embarrassment.

　　 "Yes, I hope that our national martial arts major can train real martial arts masters, rather than swindlers like Master Ma!"

　　 Ding Yue told Director Wu Changdao.

　　 "Well, what Principal Ding said is that being like Master Ma is simply embarrassing to us Xia Guoju. Fortunately, our students are diligent and practice daily. I believe that with time, they will definitely carry forward the Guoju."

　　 Wu Changdao echoed the words of Principal Ding and said.

　　 "Okay, I'm waiting for that day, in addition to the Chinese martial arts, how do the students of our Chinese Academy of Sciences other majors conduct the final test?"

　　 Ding Yue knows that the College of Chinese Studies is more than just the major of Chinese Art.

　　 There are many traditional skills.

　　 "How about the principal, I will show you the final exam for students majoring in carving techniques?"

　　 "Okay."

　　 "Several students who studied Peking Opera in the past two days have already passed their final exams, and now they are probably on their way back to their hometowns."

　　 Wu Changdao accompanied Ding Yue to the teaching building of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, chatting.

　　 This is the second week of the final exam, and some professional exams have all ended, so the students can already return to their hometown during the winter vacation.

　　 After all, this is a university campus, and there is usually no specific holiday date at the end of the term.

　　 Normally, as long as all the examinations of the major are finished, then the students can go home on vacation.

　　 "Principal Ding, Director Huang just called and said..."

　　As he walked to the teaching building of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the secretary Wen Ruohan's hastily sounded suddenly behind him.