Chapter 328
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The result of Yun Yi joining as Yun Jian's training partner was to practice throwing chopsticks with Zhang Shaofeng and Yun Jian after their morning run.
Zhang Shaofeng had been practicing throwing chopsticks for quite some time now. Even if he were to place an empty beer bottle tens of meters away, he would still be able to throw it accurately.
"Heh, Master's brother. You're practicing with me under Master. According to the rule of first come, first served, you have to call me senior brother!" Zhang Shaofeng was bubbly as he went up to Yun Yi and teased gleefully.
Yun Yi knew that Zhang Shaofeng was joking with him but he only smiled and continued to practice throwing chopsticks.
The task of throwing chopsticks sounded simple, but if the empty beer bottle was placed dozens of meters away, it would be difficult to throw the chopsticks again.
"Come here." Just as Zhang Shaofeng and Yun Yi were teasing each other, Yun Jian waved a hand to signal Zhang Shaofeng to come to her.
"Huh? Master, what are you doing? "Zhang Shaofeng asked but he still ran over obediently.
With a smile, Yun Jian watched as Zhang Shaofeng came to her and said, "Give me your hand."
Zhang Shaofeng had no idea what was going on. He scratched his head and extended his hand in confusion, mumbling, "Master, what are you doing?"
Before Zhang Shaofeng could finish his question, Yun Jian suddenly grabbed Zhang Shaofeng's elbow and pulled Zhang Shaofeng over to poke at his hard bones.
"Ah! It hurts, hurts, hurts, Master … "
Zhang Shaofeng shrieked in pain. In an instant, he was drenched in sweat.
"Xiao Jian, what are you doing?" Seeing that Yun Jian was pinching Zhang Shaofeng's hard bones like she was dealing with a bad guy, Yun Yi dropped her chopsticks and ran over.
Yun Jian had already let go of Zhang Shaofeng.
Zhang Shaofeng was as limp as a puddle of mud, almost falling over.
"Get up. You're not dead yet. "Yun Jian patted Zhang Shaofeng who was sprawled on the floor like he was about to die.
Zhang Shaofeng moved the hard bones on his wrist and ankle that were pinched by Yun Jian out of the blue and almost suffocated him from the pain.
"Huh? Why doesn't it hurt anymore?" Zhang Shaofeng swung his hand and stomped his foot, exclaiming in surprise.
It was as if the pain that he was drenched in sweat just now was an illusion.
"Do you want to do it again?" Yun Jian asked with a smirk.
"No, no, no, no …" Zhang Shaofeng shouted in English due to his nervousness.
Zhang Shaofeng then swung his arm and looked at Yun Jian curiously, asking, "Master, what were you doing just now?"
Yun Yi was equally curious as she looked at her younger sister with a puzzled expression.
"Your bones are hard now but they won't become soft in a short period of time, so I was just stretching your flexibility. You can learn to do it yourself in the future," Yun Jian explained.
She paused for a moment before continuing, "Flexibility is very important. If you don't have flexibility, then your training methods will be no different from ordinary people."
Once Zhang Shaofeng heard that it was a new technique that he had not learned in a long time other than the practice of throwing chopsticks, he was pumped and went to Yun Jian, asking, "Master, master, teach me, teach me …"
By the time Yun Jian taught Zhang Shaofeng and Yun Yi, it was almost six or seven o 'clock.
Zhang Shaofeng had something to do in the morning, so he waved goodbye to Yun Jian. Before leaving, he invited Yun Jian, "Master, master, my father's company will hold a fancy party in a few days. You must come then. Xinyi will definitely be there too. I'll let you know then!"
Zhang Shaofeng said, waving his hand and running away.
With a smile, Yun Jian acquiesced to it.
Yun Yi was sweating profusely after Yun Jian's training. His white T-shirt was soaked in sweat, and his short hair was also hazy with sweat.
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