It was just dawn, and Zheng Haotian had already climbed out of the warm bed.
On his face were two black panda eyes. He was so excited last night that he couldn't sleep all night.
In the village, although everyone had practiced martial arts before becoming a hunter, the only ones who could be favored by the village chief and taught him personally were Yu Weihua and Lin Ting.
The rest of them have skills passed down from generation to generation in their families. Although they are enough to become hunters, it is difficult for them to go one step further and become hunters that everyone envies.
It’s not that Yu Jiansheng is too arrogant, but because there are not many people who have the talent to practice internal martial arts. If a person without talent practices, the end result will most likely be nothing. Not only that, talent
If it is not enough and you still force yourself to practice internal martial arts, it will harm your body and the gain will outweigh the loss.
Among the entire next generation of Dalin Village, it is already a quite surprising result that two people can be inherited.
When Zheng Haotian used to play with Yu Weihua and Lin Ting, he felt quite envious that they could practice the internal martial arts. Although he begged his father many times, Zheng Chenglian firmly disagreed.
After all, practicing internal martial arts also involves some risks.
But now that he had the approval of the village chief, Zheng Chenglian finally nodded.
Zheng Haotian cherished this hard-won opportunity very much, so he got up as soon as the sky showed a glimmer of light.
After getting dressed, I pushed the door open with hands and feet.
A familiar voice rang: "Haotian, have breakfast before going to the playground."
Zheng Haotian turned his head in surprise, and his father was looking at him with a smile at the kitchen door.
He immediately understood that although he got up early, his father got up earlier and had already prepared breakfast for him.
Zheng Haotian nodded heavily and poured a large bowl of meat porridge into his stomach. The familiar heat appeared again and slowly spread into his body.
Zheng Haotian found that he already liked this magical feeling.
"Eat slowly, don't eat too much, eat less to fill your stomach, and wait until you come back..." Zheng Chenglian's words stopped abruptly, because he had already seen his son swallowing the porridge in the pot in one go.
I guess this kid didn't even listen to his own words.
"Dad, I'm leaving."
"Yes." Zheng Chenglian nodded and said slowly: "Come on."
"yes."
Zheng Haotian ran out of the room happily and headed towards the playground.
Zheng Chenglian glanced at the empty bowl, smacked his lips twice, and thought to himself, this little guy has such a big belly. Can he still increase his appetite and promote growth after being injured?
However, when he thought of Zheng Haotian's bloody wounds that day, his heart twitched. It was better not to let this kind of development go.
In the early morning, the forest is filled with the sound of birds, and the wind blows through, bringing the fragrance of the leaves. The morning fog has not yet receded, and the water vapor in Xionglang Mountain is still strong, and the white fog roughly outlines the outline of the distant mountains.
Zheng Haotian shrank his neck and was severely chilled by the morning chill.
However, the heat in my heart was released later, and my body didn't seem to feel cold anymore.
When he arrived at the playground in three steps and two steps at a time, almost all the men in the village had already arrived. They were dancing on the stone pillars, practicing weapons, or drawing bows and arrows on the playground.
A lively scene.
"Haotian, you're here too, it's really rare."
Someone saw him and couldn't help but started teasing him kindly.
In Dalin Village, the Zheng family and his son are an outlier. They are the only family that does not participate in this morning exercise, but this does not affect their family's status in the village.
The unique craftsmanship of carpenter Zheng in Dalin Village not only brought him a comfortable life, but also benefited a lot from his neighbors in the village. The quality of hunting bows and weapons in the village is known as the first among villages dozens of miles away. This is
But they are all the work of Zheng Chenglian.
Zheng Haotian smiled sheepishly, rolled his eyes, and saw Yu Jiansheng teaching Yu Weihua and Lin Ting martial arts in the corner of the playground.
The two teenagers were fighting fiercely with their fists and kicks. Although they could not compete with real martial arts masters in terms of strength, their movements were clean and neat, and they walked like flying. They were already quite impressive.
Although Zheng Haotian has been with his two playmates for a long time, this was the first time he saw them practicing martial arts seriously.
At this time, there was a faint aura about them, which was the result of seriousness and hard work. Zheng Haotian seemed to understand why the village chief agreed to take the thirteen-year-old Lin Ting up the mountain.
Arriving in front of them, Zheng Haotian murmured: "Village Chief, I'm late."
Yu Jiansheng smiled slightly and said: "It's not easy for you to get up so early for the first time. But if you are really determined to practice martial arts, you will have to come earlier in the future."
Zheng Haotian agreed firmly, his back straightened. At this moment, the cold air in the morning could no longer affect him at all.
Yu Jiansheng nodded with satisfaction, but his expression became serious: "Haotian, Weihua and Lin Ting are learning internal martial arts. In our village, there are only four people who have the talent to practice.
"I saw your performance yesterday, and it was very good, but that doesn't mean you must have the talent to learn internal martial arts." He paused, leaving Zheng Haotian time to digest this sentence, and then said: "
Today I will teach you a set of boxing techniques and zamabu techniques. Tomorrow we will go hunting in the mountains. I will check your learning results after we come back. If you are not satisfied with me, then you don’t need to learn from me. Otherwise, continue to learn.
It will do you more harm than good."
Zheng Haotian's heart trembled, and he said loudly: "Yes, the village chief."
Yu Jiansheng clapped his hands, and Yu Weihua and Lin Ting, who were practicing their boxing skills, stopped almost at the same time.
They just maintained their fixed posture at that moment, motionless in the cold morning wind.
Zheng Haotian's eyes flashed with strange lights. At this time, Yu Weihua happened to reach a golden rooster independent position. He had one foot on the ground and one foot in the air. At the same time, he stretched out a fist and protected his chest with one fist.
This posture is quite difficult to stand firmly, but Yu Weihua is as stable as an old tree with entangled roots.
On his body, the clothes were shaking gently in the wind, but his body was motionless, like a wood sculpture and clay sculpture, and his eyelids did not even blink.
Although Zheng Haotian didn't know how difficult this action was, he knew that he could never do it.
"Weihua, you will practice the Beginner's Changquan for Haotian." Yu Jiansheng ordered in a deep voice.
Yu Weihua closed his fists and stood in awe, and responded respectfully. Nodding towards Zheng Haotian, he took a few steps forward, came to a relatively open place, and started punching one after another.
When he started to practice this set of long fists, the men in the village stopped their exercises and focused their attention.
Although none of them have the talent to practice internal martial arts, and they don't dare to practice it rashly, they are still very interested in this entry-level boxing technique. Every time someone performs it, it will attract everyone's attention, and will be in the audience.
Then try to imitate as much as possible.
Although Yu Weihua is only fourteen years old, he has already started to step up steadily under the supervision of Yu Jiansheng when he was four years old. He is extremely familiar with this boxing technique and has completely integrated it into his sitting, standing and walking.
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At this time, each punch and stance was displayed, and it actually had a fierce momentum.
"call……"
There is wind when punching out, there is sound when slashing, dragon moves and tiger strides, which captures the heart and mind.
After all the punches were performed, everyone paused for a moment, and then all cheered loudly.
With just this set of boxing techniques, these skilled hunters may not be able to defeat Yu Weihua if they fight with bare hands.
Yu Weihua closed his fist and saluted, and a trace of envy flashed in Lin Ting's eyes. In the past, Yu Weihua would not have been able to display such power with the entry-level long fist. But he has finally cultivated a trace of true energy recently.
Although it is only a little bit, it has truly stepped into the threshold of internal martial arts, so when you use internal martial arts, you will have such appalling effects.
He secretly made up his mind to try his best to catch up with Yu Weihua's footsteps and prevent him from being too beautiful.
Yu Jiansheng nodded with satisfaction and said: "Haotian, do you understand?"
Zheng Haotian closed his eyes slightly, and Yu Weihua's every move just now flashed through his mind. For some reason, his mind was so clear at this moment. Every move of Yu Weihua, even the power he showed
Not a single mistake.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Haotian nodded heavily and said, "I understand."
Although his voice is childish, it is clear and powerful, and seems to contain great confidence.
Yu Jiansheng was slightly startled and said, "Haotian, do you remember those moves?"
Zheng Haotian said without hesitation: "Remember."
Yu Weihua and Lin Ting looked at each other with suspicion in their eyes.
When they first learned this set of boxing, Yu Jiansheng had practiced it many times before asking them to memorize all the movements. Zheng Haotian was obviously seeing this set of long boxing for the first time, so how could he memorize all these complicated movements?
live.
We have been playing together for several years, but it seems that we have never seen anything extraordinary about Zheng Haotian.
Yu Jiansheng's face sank slightly and said: "Haotian, martial arts practitioners should be humble and polite, and should not be arrogant or complacent. You must remember this."
Zheng Haotian nodded in confusion. He just saw the village chief's sudden face change, but he didn't understand why he suddenly became stern.
"Let me ask you again, do you remember all Weihua's actions?"
"Yes, I remember." Zheng Haotian said confidently.
A hint of suspicion finally appeared in Yu Jiansheng's eyes. He pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, since you have memorized everything, let's practice it again."
Zheng Haotian responded very simply, and his face suddenly became excited.
Arriving at the place where Yu Jiansheng was standing just now, Zheng Haotian gave a soft drink, clenched his hands into fists and drew back his waist, and suddenly punched out...
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