On the second day after returning home, Yang Yi still followed his own schedule. He woke up early and ran two laps around the village. However, it was different from the city. The people in the village woke up very early!
During the first lap, the sky was blue and the roosters were crowing. Some people had already started to move around. After running the second lap, many people had already started to draw water from the well. When they saw Yang Yi running past, those who knew him even greeted him.
Finally, when he passed by the martial arts practice field, Yang Yi was surprised to see that his old man was training a group of young men in their teens to twenties.
Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum, a scene in full swing!
Yang Chonggui was wearing a short jacket in the middle of winter. He led them in front and taught them move by move. Although he was not monitoring them, those young men who were usually naughty did not slack off. Every punch was very serious.
Wasn't the school holidays already?
However, Yang Yi soon felt relieved. He remembered that when the old man trained the three of them, they also trained in winter and summer.
However, Yang Yi ran home and woke Xi Xi up. He took a tree branch and asked her to practice swordsmanship with him. Not long after, Yang Chonggui returned. When the old man saw his precious granddaughter practicing the horse stance and waving the tree branch with a straight face, he immediately jumped up.
"You rascal, what are you doing?" Yang Chonggui stared at him with his eyes wide open. He took the horsewhip hanging from the tree beside him and swung it in the air with a loud bang.
Yang Yi was shocked and quickly stood in front of his daughter.
Without waiting for Yang Yi's reply, Yang Chonggui reprimanded him bitterly, "Yang Xi is still so young and you're letting her practice martial arts. Isn't this ruining the child? Yang Xi, come here. Grandpa is here. In the future, if your father forces you to practice martial arts again, tell Grandpa to beat him up! "
Xi Xi poked her head out from behind her father's butt. She blinked and asked in confusion, "Grandpa, I'm four years old!"
The little girl thought that her grandfather was asking about her age.
"Even four years old won't do. How can a girl practice martial arts so early? Boys could only start practicing martial arts after they were five years old. Girls would have to wait until they were at least six years old. Yang Yi's body hasn't even fully recovered yet, and you're already making her do the horse stance. What if she grows into bow-legged in the future? "Yang Chonggui pushed Yang Yi away and carried Xi Xi up with heartache.
Yang Huan, who was helping Yang Qing draw water from the well, curled her lips and whispered to Yang Qing, "Second Brother, I remember that when Father taught me martial arts, I was five years old, right? Why did you arrest me so early in the morning … "
Yang Yi responded with a wry smile. He was a taciturn person and spoke even less than Yang Chonggui. He was comparable to Yang Yi in the past.
"I can only start practicing martial arts at the age of five? Who set the rules? "Yang Yi asked with some doubt.
In his previous life, he had been fighting with the Grim Reaper ever since he could remember, constantly learning and killing.
"The rules set by our ancestors!" Yang Chonggui pinched his granddaughter's calf and casually brushed Yang Yi off. He then asked with concern, "Does it hurt? Yang Xi. "
"It doesn't hurt. I'm used to it. Grandpa, what's bow-legged? "Xi Xi giggled.
"It's like this." Yang Chonggui put Xi Xi down and spread his legs, arching them like a crab as he walked wobbly.
"Hehe, Grandpa, you're so funny!" The little girl was amused.
She also learned from Grandpa and walked with bow-legged like a crab.
"Yang Xi, yes, that's right. You can't learn martial arts like your father in the future. You have to wait until you're five or seven years old," Yang Chonggui reminded.
After playing with Grandpa for a while, Xi Xi skipped to the kitchen and reported to her mother what Grandpa had just done.
Yang Chonggui then turned to look at Yang Yi. His scrutinizing gaze made Yang Yi's hair stand.
Wasn't it just a mistake to let Xi Xi start practicing martial arts too early? Couldn't she just admit her mistake and change? Yang Yi felt that his grandfather was making a mountain out of a molehill.
"I saw you running outside the village this morning." Yang Chonggui finally opened his mouth.
"Yes." Yang Yi froze for a moment and nodded.
"All these years, your martial arts haven't fallen behind?" Yang Chonggui asked.
"My fists never leave my hands, and my music never leaves my mouth."
Yang Chonggui showed a trace of relief. It turned out that he wasn't still hung up on the matter just now. The old man began to take off his cotton-padded jacket, revealing the coarse cloth on his upper body. He slowly said, "We haven't sparred for two years, right? Come, let me see if you're talking nonsense! "
Yang Yi was a little hesitant. He hesitated and said, "Dad, you're old …"
"What, you still look down on your dad?" Yang Chonggui snorted, "I taught you this martial arts. Let me tell you, no matter how old your dad is, he's still your dad. I can beat you up without a problem."
Yang Yi was silent. Although he couldn't help but complain in his heart: If you weren't my dad, I could beat ten of you without a problem!
But after Yang Chonggui finished speaking, he bent his body into a fist and got into a fighting stance.
Don't say, the old man's move really had a little of the natural feeling of a master. The qi sank down and vaguely gave Yang Yi a little pressure.
Yang Yi couldn't help but let go of the idea of underestimating him.
At this time, he also remembered that his grandfather was indeed very strong! In the past ten years, as Yang Chonggui's hair turned white and he grew older, every time Yang Yi went home, he didn't dare to use his full strength when sparring with the old man. But even before this, when he really didn't hold back when sparring with the old man, the young and strong Yang Yi couldn't beat Yang Chonggui who was already more than fifty years old at that time!
Moreover, in these thirty years, Yang Yi didn't seem to have seen Yang Chonggui use all his martial arts!
How strong was he? Yang Yi started to be curious.
Therefore, Yang Yi didn't hesitate anymore. "Huo Huo", the wind from the fist and the force from the torn clothes made explosive sounds. He also bent his body into a fist and got into a fighting stance that was exactly the same as Yang Chonggui's.
Hong Quan! This was the real martial arts that Yang Chonggui taught the three of them. It was a real lethal martial arts. It was still a little different from what he taught the kids in the training field.
Yang Qing and Yang Huan, who were fetching water, couldn't help but stop what they were doing.
"Brother, who do you think is stronger between Big Brother and Dad?" Yang Huan couldn't help but ask.
"Dad is stronger, right?" Yang Qing hesitated and said with a bitter smile, "I can't even beat him now."
"But Big Brother isn't bad either. I heard from a soldier that Big Brother is very strong. Tens of thousands of people in the army aren't as strong as Big Brother," Yang Huan whispered. Of course, this soldier was Guo Dabao who tied her up back then.
Yang Qing didn't say anything. He felt that he didn't have enough information and didn't know how to judge.
However, in the yard, Yang Yi and Yang Chonggui had already started fighting. Yang Yi, who had underestimated Yang Chonggui before, immediately suffered.
"Da Da Bang!" With just a few simple moves, Yang Chonggui blocked Yang Yi's fists. Seizing the moment when Yang Yi was exposed, Yang Chonggui punched Yang Yi's chest.
Yang Yi took two steps back. He touched his arm and looked at the old man in surprise.
The last punch on his chest was deflected by Yang Chonggui, so it didn't hurt or itch. However, Yang Yi could clearly feel the strength of the old man's fists when he blocked the other two punches.
It was very heavy and much stronger than Guo Dabao. Yang Yi's arm was a little numb.
This was not the most important thing. What surprised Yang Yi was that the old man broke through his defense so quickly. Every punch was just right, as if the old man had guessed his moves, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Although they were both using Hong Quan, Yang Chonggui was really like a grandmaster boxer. The truth was simple, and no move was better than a move.
He couldn't lose to Yang Chonggui, who was almost seventy years old! It was one thing to pretend to lose to him, but if he really lost without any resistance, Yang Yi would be so embarrassed that he would find a hole to hide in.
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