This scene was quite impressive, and it was nothing like the scene of a group of old men and women fighting in a corner of an alley that Bao Yu had imagined.

As Bao Yu walked towards the waiting area, he looked at the crowds coming and going and felt a little panicked. This competition seemed really intense.

She's someone who's been practicing Tai Chi for less than a month, participating in this kind of competition? Are you kidding her?

"Can I...can I desert my post?"

Seeing Bao Yu's fear, Gu Nanxi took her hand: "It's okay, don't put so much pressure on yourself. We'll see later. If everyone is very good, we'll leave. If they're about your level, then you can go up and have a go at them, and then we'll leave."

Knowing that Gu Nanxi was trying to comfort her, Bao Yu thought for a moment and nodded.

"Here's some gear for you. Go change in the restroom."

Bao Yu took the clothes and left.

A moment later, she emerged somewhat shyly, dressed in the typical attire for Tai Chi. It was a three-piece set of white cotton and linen with a dark blue tinge, very much in the Chinese style.

Gu Nanxi walked over and took the bag of clothes Bao Yu had changed out of. "They look great!"

Bao Yu's face flushed red, clearly embarrassed. Gu Nanxi pulled Bao Yu to the waiting area where their group was, helped her sit down, let her hair down, and then used ribbons from the old ladies' clothes to secure the hair on both sides of her face.

A face without makeup looks even cuter and more charming.

"How do you know how to comb people's hair?"

Gu Nanxi coughed and handed her her phone. Bao Yu took a look and exclaimed, "Wow, a hair styling tutorial! She's learning it on the spot!"

But I have to say, this guy learns things really fast.

Bao Yu never expected that this would actually be a formal competition! Let's start with the preliminary rounds.

Everyone started the competition with 10 numbers at a time. Bao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that everyone's skill level was quite uneven. Fortunately, she was still decent enough.

Soon, it was Bao Yu's turn to go on stage. Among the 10 people, the oldest looked to be over 60 years old, and the youngest was probably only 7 or 8 years old.

However, last time there was a 7 or 8-year-old boy who was very impressive and scored the highest score in the entire game, so Bao Yu definitely doesn't underestimate children this age.

As the music started, everyone began to practice their moves to their own rhythm. Bao Yu, as she did every morning, also began to practice. Because of her nervousness, she focused even more intently on her moves.

Unexpectedly, while performing the moves, she felt a heat rising in her lower abdomen. She couldn't help but recall the internal energy cultivation method Ying Rou used when practicing martial arts, and unconsciously began to apply it herself.

Because Bao Yu was practicing so diligently, her hair began to move on its own even without wind, and then the hem of her clothes began to flutter.

The music gradually stopped, and everyone listened, except for Bao Yu, who was still engrossed in her internal energy cultivation technique. Just as the staff was about to interrupt her, one of the judges called out to her.

Watching Bao Yu's moves intently, I saw that they were fluid and graceful, combining strength and gentleness, with an invisible wind-like quality to them, which could potentially kill silently with seemingly effortless moves.

After about 10 minutes, Bao Yu stopped her movements. The sudden applause around her made her realize that she was still competing. Seeing everyone staring at her, Bao Yu felt a little embarrassed and bowed.

"I'm sorry, I forgot the time."