"The top is flat, the shoulders are flat, the spear is flat, the feet are flat, the body is flat!" A loud shout resounded throughout the entire martial arts field. A middle-aged man with a thin body and sharp eyes was walking in the center of the martial arts field. Suddenly, he kicked and kicked
He kicked the man holding a spear on the thigh and staggered him.
"My body is swaying, but where is the strength in my waist? Isn't it all wasted on the stinky bitch? Hold it steady for me." The thin man scolded.
"Yes, Master." The man stood still and did not dare to say another word.
"To train for war, only if you endure more hardship now can you shed less blood on the battlefield. If our tribe is strong enough, why do we have to give money to those damn bandits every year? Cheer up!"
"Okay, now shake the big gun." The thin man shouted, "hold it with the front hand, turn with the back hand... aim in the direction and thrust out. Whether it is defense or attack, you can rely on this move. Once you practice it, you
If you encounter danger, you can save your life."
One by one, the men used this trick familiarly.
They didn't know how many times they had practiced this move.
Ji Yi looked at this scene with a smile on his face. "Anyway, a hundred years have passed, and my master, even in ten years in the Snowy Mountains, I have not seen him once, and he must have been there now."
He is no longer alive. Besides, he never told himself that the Dragon Movement Technique could not be taught to outsiders. Back then, he only practiced for ten years before he could match the strength of acquired warriors. Moreover, the environment at that time was not like what it is now.
, If you want to reach the realm of your previous life through cultivation now, it will take less time. Hey, if you really teach the dragon movement technique to the people in the village, I am afraid that in a few years, no robbers will dare to come again! "
However, immediately, a trace of sadness crept into the corner of his eyes, "I am really a little fanciful, and I am still a child now! Who else can believe what a three-year-old child says? Let's talk about it in a few years!"
"
After shaking his head a little helplessly, Ji Yi ran back home and couldn't wait to close the door and start training.
However, as a mother, her children are the thorns in her heart. Lin Yi's strange behavior finally caught her mother's attention. On this day, Lin Yi had just closed the door.
There was a knock on the door.
"oh?"
Opening the door, Ji Yi poked his little head out, and his parents were actually outside the door.
"Dad, Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"Xiao Yi, come on!" The father waved his hand, then turned and left.
Ji Yi quickly followed from behind. In his parents' room, there was a pot of hot steamed meat on the stove. His father handed the chopsticks to Ji Yi's hand, and his mother picked up a piece of chicken leg from the pot and put it on Ji Yi's hand.
in the bowl.
"Mom and dad, thank you!" Looking at the chicken drumsticks in the bowl, Ji Yi did not move his chopsticks, but looked at his parents waiting for their questions. From their eyes, Ji Yi could already tell that they were definitely
There are things to ask yourself.
Sure enough, his father patted Lin Yi's head gently, "Xiao Yi, it's like this. Daddy has something to ask you. I hope you will answer honestly and don't lie. Can you do it?"
"Yeah!" Lin Yi blinked his big eyes and nodded.
"Xiao Yi, my father and mother have discovered that you often lock yourself in the room recently and don't play with other children. They want to know what you do in your room every day and whether you have anything on your mind.
, if so, you must tell your father and mother, as long as he can do it, he will definitely satisfy you!"
"Huh!" Lin Yi regretted very much. He was so careless. How could he ignore this matter? He was still a child now. Locking himself in a room every day would definitely make his parents guess wildly.
These parents must think that they are suffering from depression!
"Mom and Dad, Yi'er is practicing martial arts!" Ji Yi blurted out without the slightest hint of melancholy. At this time, there was no other lie to make up. A three-year-old child wanted to do something else.
, then it’s better not to be regarded as a monster.
"Oh?" Sure enough, after hearing what Ji Yi said, his father's eyes widened immediately. "Xiao Yi, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? Show it to daddy!"
"Um!"
Ji Yi was not polite, he picked up a piece of wood from the ground in a decent manner, looked forward, the gun was level, his shoulders were level, and his waist was strong, "Drink" followed by a soft drink, Ji Yi used the piece of wood as a long gun
, thrust forward. Although it was not as powerful as his father's spear, it was still impressive this time.
"good!"
Lin Che immediately jumped down from the kang in excitement, and hugged Lin Yi up, "My son's spear is a true inheritance from his father. It's good at stabbing, even better than some of the tribesmen. It's really
A good material for martial arts training! Good! Good!"
"Hey!" Looking at the happy smiling faces of his parents, a flower bloomed in Ji Yi's heart.
In the days that followed, although Ji Yi still often locked himself in his room, his parents were no longer the same as before.
In the blink of an eye, more time has passed. Over the past year or so, Ji Yi has devoted himself wholeheartedly to practice. Of course, his achievements are also obvious. His current flexibility of muscles and bones has reached an incredible level.
When the mind thinks about it, the body can make various postures at will, even better than in the previous life.
The best age to practice is between three and four years old. It seems that this statement is not false at all. If I could start practicing at this age in my previous life, my achievements would definitely be higher.
Now Ji Yi is five years old, and the flexibility of his muscles and bones has been cultivated to the extreme. The next step should be strength training!
Quietly, Lin Yi moved the place of cultivation outside the village. Although the entrance of Zhuangzi was guarded every day, this was not a problem for Lin Yi. Unknown to God and unknowingly, Lin Yi opened the door on the fence mountain of the village.
It was a small hole. In order to prevent others from seeing it, he also made a barrier in that place. Even if he was inside it, he wouldn't be able to see it unless he looked carefully.
There were more than ten kilograms of hourglasses in the warehouse. Lin Yi ran sweating profusely on the mountain path. Three kilometers away from the village, he entered the Ulaanbaatu Mountains. Covered by towering ancient trees, there was an open field.
In the middle, Lin Yi stopped.
"call!"
Ji Yi took a deep breath and then exhaled the turbid air in his abdomen.
Standing like a pine, lying down like a bow, "Bangbengbeng!" Clenching his fists, there was a crisp sound. Lin Yi's body moved, punch after punch, and each punch was as fast as a punch. His small figure was in the air.
The center of this open space is moving around, sometimes like a dragon emerging from the water, sometimes like a tiger descending from the mountain, sometimes like a giant python wrapped around it.