One of the judges looked at Bao Yu and asked in a friendly manner, "Young lady, you did a good job just now. Judging from your performance, you have some talent."
Another judge, who looked very serious, said, "Many of the moves seem to have been adjusted in post-production, and they differ greatly from the original moves!"
Bao Yu replied shyly, "I always felt that the old man's teaching was a bit awkward, so I just did whatever was comfortable for me."
"Who is this 'old man' you're talking about?"
Bao Yu didn't hide anything and said directly, "He's the old man who practices Tai Chi every morning in the park near our neighborhood."
Bao Yu's words made everyone burst into laughter, "Then tell me how long you've been practicing."
Bao Yu scratched his head: "Less than a month."
The kind judge looked shocked: "What? Less than a month? You've developed a sense of Qi in just one month?"
The term "qi sensation" is known to martial arts practitioners, and these judges naturally know it as well. However, it is rarely mentioned among ordinary people.
This time, the judges were so excited that they blurted it out.
Bao Yu could see the disbelief on their faces. "I have some background in other martial arts, so maybe I can learn everything from one thing."
The serious judge nodded: "That's certainly possible. Congratulations on advancing. Good luck in the next round."
Amid cheers from the elderly group, Bao Yu bowed to the judges to express his gratitude before leaving the crowd.
Gu Nanxi handed Bao Yu a bottle of water, "You did a great job just now!"
Beside Gu Nanxi, Bao Yu relaxed considerably: "Don't say anything, I was so nervous just now. Xi, there were much more people in your previous competitions, right? Were you nervous then?"
Gu Nanxi smiled, not wanting to add to her psychological burden. "You'll be nervous at first, but once the competition starts, you'll be fully immersed in the game and won't be nervous anymore."
However, it must be said that Gu Nanxi did not expect that Bao Yu would actually develop a sense of Qi. It seems that Bao Yu really does train seriously every morning.
Bao Yu nodded; she had just done the same thing.
Bao Yu originally thought that the competition would continue for the advanced contestants after a while, but unexpectedly, it would not continue until the afternoon.
The elderly folks in the senior citizen group enthusiastically offered to treat them, insisting that the two of them not have to pay. Unable to refuse their hospitality, Bao Yu and Gu Nanxi ended up having lunch with them.
During the lunch break, I was taken to a three-star hotel near the stadium. I found out that the hotel was owned by the son of one of the old men, and they had made arrangements in advance because of today's game.
Bao Yu finally understood. This competition looked quite professional, unlike a street sparring match. And these elderly people, able to exercise near the neighborhood where Ren Chenyang and Gu Nanxi lived, probably came from well-off families.
They wouldn't eat instant noodles just for a few clothes and equipment. They probably wanted to participate in the competition, but they knew their own limitations. They were once people with some influence, so they dragged Bao Yu into the competition so that they could also participate.
You can tell from how clearly the schedule for this day is arranged.
In the afternoon, the qualifying rounds were held, with groups of 10 competing against each other. However, it was clear that the participants in the qualifying rounds were all quite skilled, each exuding an extraordinary aura, which at least intimidated Bao Yu.
Feeling uncertain, Bao Yu thought for a moment and then simply took out the Tai Chi sword she had been learning over the past few days.
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