In the corner of Chaoyang Tower, Zhong Hua was boxing.
At this moment, Zhong Baicao came over carrying a bamboo basket and said, "Zhong Hua, um, are you hungry? Here are the rice dumplings made by our Baicao Garden. Do you want to try them?"
Zhong Hua glanced at him and said coldly: "I don't have time, so don't disturb my practice."
"Oh, alright!"
Zhong Baicao nodded quickly and left in a hurry.
Seeing Zhong Baicao's actions, several children around him who were looking for a chance to play with Zhong Hua had no choice but to stay away.
The movement on Zhong Hua's side also attracted Ke Lan's attention.
She recognized the girl who kicked her the day before yesterday at a glance.
Zhong Hua left a deep impression on her. She picked pine needles alone and easily defeated all her peers.
Zhong Hua's arrogant, arrogant and solitary temperament made her unforgettable.
She pulled the classmate beside her and asked curiously: "What's that person's name?"
The classmate next to her is none other than Zhong Wanjian.
I saw Zhong Wanjian looking at Zhong Hua coldly and said: "Her name is Zhong Hua. She is a withdrawn, arrogant person with no friends. She was the one who beat us yesterday! Sooner or later, I will have to settle the score with her.
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Speaking of this, Zhong Wanjian couldn't help but rub his chest.
The day before yesterday, he was beaten to the ground by Zhong Hua. He was initially dissatisfied, but Zhong Hua kicked him again and knocked him unconscious.
Wait until he wakes up.
Then they discovered that the people they had been fighting with before were all fainted on the ground.
Moreover, everyone was beaten to the ground by Zhong Hua with three punches and two kicks.
Only then did he realize the horror of Zhong Hua.
If so, defeating him directly might be a matter of luck.
Then, there would be no luck in killing everyone.
Since practicing.
He has always regarded Zhong Ling, who has two spiritual roots, as his enemy and bullies her everywhere.
But he didn't expect that Zhong Hua would be even more powerful than Zhong Ling, so powerful that he didn't know how to deal with him.
Before, when Zhong Hua was boxing, he had been watching Zhong Hua boxing.
He wanted to find some weaknesses in Zhong Hua's boxing and kicking skills to deal with Zhong Hua.
However, he overestimated himself.
He could tell that the martial arts Zhong Hua learned was Sanshou Bapu, which was the same martial arts he learned.
But I didn't expect that it was obviously the same Sanshou Bapu, but the performance in the hands of the two people was completely different. When he used it, he was full of flaws like a beginner, but when Zhong Hua used it, it was completely natural, as if he had experienced the baptism of thousands of tempers.
"It's amazing, no flaws at all!"
Although he couldn't see anything special, Zhong Wanjian also knew that Zhong Hua's Sanshou Bapu was very proficient, and the use of the techniques was close to art, giving him an indescribable and strange beauty.
"This level of sparring is really scary."
"Excellence in one's career, reaching the pinnacle is nothing more than this. Thinking about it, it can almost be described as like art."
Although I really don’t want to admit it.
But Zhong Wanjian had to be sure that his martial arts skills could not be Zhong Hua's opponent.
"However, sooner or later I will be able to practice my martial arts to this level."
Adhering to this belief, he ignored the other people around him. Like Zhong Hua, he was self-absorbed and planned to find a deserted corner to quietly hone his skills alone.
"well!"
Ke Lan still wanted to continue talking to Zhong Wanjian.
Who knew that Zhong Wanjian would act like a man possessed and leave without saying a word?
The corners of Ke Lan's mouth bulged and he stamped his feet eagerly, but he could only focus on Zhong Hua.
"Zhong Hua, Qing Yuhua, is a rather interesting name, but she seems to be fond of martial arts!"
After watching Zhong Hua practicing martial arts like no one else, Ke Lan complained like this.
She wanted to chat with Zhong Hua, but after thinking about it, she stopped.
After all, Zhong Hua didn't want to be a good-tempered person, and she didn't want to get into trouble.
"I still have some time to play with my skills, who should I go to play with!"
Ke Lan turned to look at Zhong Ling.
I saw Zhong Ling also reading a book seriously as if there was no one else around.
She walked in quietly and saw that the book Zhong Ling was reading was the martial arts Sanshou Bapu that Zhong Hua was practicing.
"Uh, this!"
Ke Lan's hand stayed on Zhong Ling's shoulder for a long time, but he still didn't wake her up.
She turned around to look for others, but saw that others were also practicing martial arts, and each one was more serious than the last.
"Do all the Zhong family members work so hard?"
Ke Lan, who was used to showing off, felt a little out of place among the crowd.
After hesitating for a long time, she gritted her teeth, lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
Everyone is working hard, and I can't rest, otherwise I will lose at the starting line.
However, her cheeks were a little rosy.
As for the reason, it is because her technique is somewhat different.
The characteristic of her technique is that the lazier she is, the faster she will practice.
In the eyes of others, she is sleeping, having fun and being lazy, but in fact she is practicing seriously.
However, it is difficult to explain this kind of thing to others.
She was a little afraid that others would see her acting so lazy among a group of hard-working people.
But soon, she felt relieved.
Because she found that everyone around her seemed to be curled up, and no one noticed that she was secretly working hard.
On the roof of Chaoyang Tower, Zhong Qing watched this scene in surprise.
In the past, such a brat wouldn't have worked so hard.
They went crazy when they arrived at the self-study class.
At most, it's just training in martial arts during competitions.
I can't even think about practicing as crazy as I am now.
"All this is due to that girl Zhong Hua!"
"As the saying goes, those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. It must be Zhong Hua's diligence that has infected everyone."
He turned to look at Zhong Hua, and was about to praise him in his heart, but when he saw Zhong Hua's actions, his face darkened.
I saw that Zhong Hua had stopped practicing. Like a little thief, he quietly started digging for tiger-striped Ophiopogon japonicus.
"This guy!"
Zhong Qing cursed secretly, but it was difficult to say anything.
The large number of tiger-striped Ophiopogon japonicus grown in Chaoyang Garden has always been a snack for these children. It is normal to dig up the Ophiopogon japonicus and eat it.
As for telling Zhong Hua that everyone is practicing seriously, how could you not be serious?
This kind of painting is okay after thinking about it, so let’s forget it.
He quietly looked at the situation of other people in the garden, then got up to practice in Chaoyang Tower.
After all, he also wants to practice, and he cannot use all his experience to train his descendants.
No one knew anything about Zhong Qing's actions.
As for Zhong Hua, after digging out a few pieces of tiger-striped Ophiopogon japonicus, he looked at the people around him and walked towards Chaoyang Tower.
There is a Kung Fu Hall in Chaoyang Tower.
The Kung Fu Hall contains many copies of martial arts secrets from the Zhong Family Library.
Zhong Hua planned to go inside and read these secrets of the exercises.
Zhong Hua certainly knows how to bite off more than he can chew.
When practicing martial arts, remember not to be too greedy.
It is much better to be perfect in one martial art than to be incompetent in everything.
therefore.
Zhong Hua read these books not for cultivation, but purely to increase his knowledge and improve his skills.