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In the face of yelling from Huangshan, if the former Huang Liang is changed, he will surely shrink his head and show a timid appearance.
But now the former Huang Liang is no longer there, but is replaced by song Yan.
He welcomed Huangshan's slightly fierce eyes without fear: "Dad, I want to practice martial arts, I want to join the Qingwei school"
Huangshan was stunned. His son, who only knows how to change his temper after doing some mischievous things, was waiting for death.
"Why do you practice martial arts?"
Song Yan's face shows a sense of shame, with a kind of gnashing of teeth: "yesterday, I was beaten by that stinky girl, and I lost my face to grandma's house, so I want to fight back, shame before the snow"
"bastard, what do you say, are you practicing martial arts to fight women?" yelled Huangshan again, though Qi is still severe, but there is a little more joy in his eyes. His son Wen can't become a martial artist, and this honor is really
if he can get thin through martial arts, it's also excellent.
"I don't care. I just want to practice martial arts and join the Qingwei school," Song Yan shouted.
Huangshan was silent for a while and said: "it's not impossible to practice martial arts. I'll arrange two martial arts teachers for you to teach you martial arts. However, Qingwei sect is not so good to join, so you'd better not accept this idea."
"aren't you the city Lord? Do you dare that Qingwei sect not accept me?" Song Yan pretended to be stupid.
"Hum" Huangshan can't help Leng hum: "Lingzhou, Tianhe Prefecture and Yanzhou are all under the jurisdiction of qingweipai. My city leader seems to be powerful, but he is subject to qingweimen everywhere. Qingweimen is very strict in accepting disciples. If you have good qualifications, I'll fight with this old face to let you join qingweipai, but you really can't stand it. How can qingweimen accept you?"
< br Here, Huangshan can't help sighing: "think how brilliant Huangshan is, how can I give birth to a son like you? It's just like a tiger father and a dog son"
"is there such a narcissistic one like you?" Song inkstone muttered.
"what do you say" Huangshan swept at a glance.
"Nothing to say"
"well, your father will arrange for you to practice martial arts. In these two days, you can stay here to reflect."
a swing of your sleeves, Huangshan strides out of the study.
However, in the moment of turning around, his tiger face suddenly became extremely brilliant.
Two days later in the morning.
A fat figure is running around the martial arts arena of the city Lord's mansion.
Standing on the edge of the martial arts arena, two young men dressed as servants looked at Song Yan, who was sweating in the martial arts arena, and couldn't help whispering.
"Xiao Hu, why do you think our young master suddenly wants to practice martial arts"
Xiao Hu curls his mouth: "it should be stimulated"
Xiao Wu nods in deep thought: "I think so, but I guess our young master can stick to it for half an hour at most"
"you are brave enough to arrange the young master, but I guess he can only stick to it for a quarter of an hour"
< br Yes, they just laughed.
In the martial arts arena, song Yan felt the sweat all over his body, which made him run a circle. His clothes were all wet. In fact, it was very simple for him to recover to the original slim figure, but it was too shocking, so he purposely proposed martial arts practice to Huangshan.
When it's time to lose weight, it won't look abrupt.
One circle
two circles
three circles
five circles
gradually, Xiaowu and Xiaohu's faces have been shocked, and their mouths are slightly open, with a little unbelievable. I don't know when Huangshan's figure appeared on the edge of the martial arts arena.
"How long has the young master been running"
"ah"
hearing the voice of Huangshan, Xiaowu and Xiaohu hurriedly return to salute.
"Well, don't be polite"
"thank you very much, sir. The young master has been running for five times" Xiaohu Dao.
Hearing this, Huangshan's eyes were not brightened. Did the bastard really turn around? He glanced across the martial arts arena, only to find that the ground where song Yan had run had become wet. For a while, he felt relieved.
As soon as Huangshan appeared, song Yan found out. He quietly restored the regular and trembling fat to the original state, so as not to be found by him who had the cultivation of a master.
The value of force in this world is still very strong.
Take his close servants Xiaowu and Xiaohu for example. Both of them have reached the goal of refining Qi, with a huge force of ten thousand jin. In addition to the increase of Xuanqi and martial arts, the force of one fist can reach at least twenty thousand jin.
After another two laps, song Yan deliberately kicks the air back to the edge of the martial arts arena and yells at the two servants: "what are you doing, take water and towel"
"yes"
the two quickly show a flattering smile and grab the towel and cool water to welcome them up.
"Young master, please wipe your sweat.
"please drink water, young master"
Song Yan did not grasp the towel to wipe off the sweat on his face, and then took the water glass and drank it up.
After a rest, he began to run again and looked at each other. When did the young master become so diligent.Three days passed in a flash.
In the past three days, song Yan has lost 30 jin just by running in circles, which makes her look more pleasant.
The fourth day.
Song Yan is still running in the ring in the martial arts arena. Huangshan comes here wearing a broad training gown.
"Don't run away, son of a bitch, come here to me"
"Dad, what can I do for you?" Song Yan ran over, wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead and shook it off.
Huangshan has a strong body shape and proudly says: "for your hard work, I plan to teach you Kung Fu myself for my father"
"ha ha, it's like I'm very strange," Song inkstone mutters.
Hearing his murmur, Huangshan could not help being furious: "I don't want to teach the ungrateful bastard, how many people beg to cry and worship me as a teacher, if you are not my son, just like you, even if you kneel on the ground and beg me, I will not teach"
"so you are very powerful," Song Yan said deliberately and innocently.
"In Kaiyuan city, there are no more than two hands that can be enemies of the father." Huangshan is quite complacent.
"Cut, I thought you were the best in the world," sneered song Yan.
"Son of a bitch, I split you for my father," yelled Huangshan.
At night, everything was quiet. There was a candle burning in the room. Song Yan sat on the bed and practiced the yaoyang skill taught him by Huangshan.
This yaoyang skill is quite different from the real world martial arts mind method.
In the real world, the martial arts mind method is the way of refining Qi before stepping into the congenital world. Until stepping into the congenital world, it can absorb the heaven and earth's vitality into the body.
And this yaoyang skill nourishes the body through a special breath. Only when the body is condensed to a certain degree, can the real Qi be naturally generated.
Breathing, song Yan felt that there was a lot of heaven and Earth Spirit drilling into his body to harden his body.
The vitality of the world is so abundant that it is no weaker or even stronger than the secret world.
There are nine weights in body training, and people generally take strength as their standard.
To be able to hit five hundred jin with one fist is to train one's body.
If you can hit a kilo Jin, you'll have to train twice.
It's a triple exercise with two thousand jin strength.
It's a four weight exercise with four kilograms of strength.
It's five weights for training.
Nine kilograms of strength can be used to refine the body.
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In the face of yelling from Huangshan, if the former Huang Liang is changed, he will surely shrink his head and show a timid appearance.
But now the former Huang Liang is no longer there, but is replaced by song Yan.
He welcomed Huangshan's slightly fierce eyes without fear: "Dad, I want to practice martial arts, I want to join the Qingwei school"
Huangshan was stunned. His son, who only knows how to change his temper after doing some mischievous things, was waiting for death.
"Why do you practice martial arts?"
Song Yan's face shows a sense of shame, with a kind of gnashing of teeth: "yesterday, I was beaten by that stinky girl, and I lost my face to grandma's house, so I want to fight back, shame before the snow"
"bastard, what do you say, are you practicing martial arts to fight women?" yelled Huangshan again, though Qi is still severe, but there is a little more joy in his eyes. His son Wen can't become a martial artist, and this honor is really
if he can get thin through martial arts, it's also excellent.
"I don't care. I just want to practice martial arts and join the Qingwei school," Song Yan shouted.
Huangshan was silent for a while and said: "it's not impossible to practice martial arts. I'll arrange two martial arts teachers for you to teach you martial arts. However, Qingwei sect is not so good to join, so you'd better not accept this idea."
"aren't you the city Lord? Do you dare that Qingwei sect not accept me?" Song Yan pretended to be stupid.
"Hum" Huangshan can't help Leng hum: "Lingzhou, Tianhe Prefecture and Yanzhou are all under the jurisdiction of qingweipai. My city leader seems to be powerful, but he is subject to qingweimen everywhere. Qingweimen is very strict in accepting disciples. If you have good qualifications, I'll fight with this old face to let you join qingweipai, but you really can't stand it. How can qingweimen accept you?"
< br Here, Huangshan can't help sighing: "think how brilliant Huangshan is, how can I give birth to a son like you? It's just like a tiger father and a dog son"
"is there such a narcissistic one like you?" Song inkstone muttered.
"what do you say" Huangshan swept at a glance.
"Nothing to say"
"well, your father will arrange for you to practice martial arts. In these two days, you can stay here to reflect."
a swing of your sleeves, Huangshan strides out of the study.
However, in the moment of turning around, his tiger face suddenly became extremely brilliant.
Two days later in the morning.
A fat figure is running around the martial arts arena of the city Lord's mansion.
Standing on the edge of the martial arts arena, two young men dressed as servants looked at Song Yan, who was sweating in the martial arts arena, and couldn't help whispering.
"Xiao Hu, why do you think our young master suddenly wants to practice martial arts"
Xiao Hu curls his mouth: "it should be stimulated"
Xiao Wu nods in deep thought: "I think so, but I guess our young master can stick to it for half an hour at most"
"you are brave enough to arrange the young master, but I guess he can only stick to it for a quarter of an hour"
< br Yes, they just laughed.
In the martial arts arena, song Yan felt the sweat all over his body, which made him run a circle. His clothes were all wet. In fact, it was very simple for him to recover to the original slim figure, but it was too shocking, so he purposely proposed martial arts practice to Huangshan.
When it's time to lose weight, it won't look abrupt.
One circle
two circles
three circles
five circles
gradually, Xiaowu and Xiaohu's faces have been shocked, and their mouths are slightly open, with a little unbelievable. I don't know when Huangshan's figure appeared on the edge of the martial arts arena.
"How long has the young master been running"
"ah"
hearing the voice of Huangshan, Xiaowu and Xiaohu hurriedly return to salute.
"Well, don't be polite"
"thank you very much, sir. The young master has been running for five times" Xiaohu Dao.
Hearing this, Huangshan's eyes were not brightened. Did the bastard really turn around? He glanced across the martial arts arena, only to find that the ground where song Yan had run had become wet. For a while, he felt relieved.
As soon as Huangshan appeared, song Yan found out. He quietly restored the regular and trembling fat to the original state, so as not to be found by him who had the cultivation of a master.
The value of force in this world is still very strong.
Take his close servants Xiaowu and Xiaohu for example. Both of them have reached the goal of refining Qi, with a huge force of ten thousand jin. In addition to the increase of Xuanqi and martial arts, the force of one fist can reach at least twenty thousand jin.
After another two laps, song Yan deliberately kicks the air back to the edge of the martial arts arena and yells at the two servants: "what are you doing, take water and towel"
"yes"
the two quickly show a flattering smile and grab the towel and cool water to welcome them up.
"Young master, please wipe your sweat.
"please drink water, young master"
Song Yan did not grasp the towel to wipe off the sweat on his face, and then took the water glass and drank it up.
After a rest, he began to run again and looked at each other. When did the young master become so diligent.Three days passed in a flash.
In the past three days, song Yan has lost 30 jin just by running in circles, which makes her look more pleasant.
The fourth day.
Song Yan is still running in the ring in the martial arts arena. Huangshan comes here wearing a broad training gown.
"Don't run away, son of a bitch, come here to me"
"Dad, what can I do for you?" Song Yan ran over, wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead and shook it off.
Huangshan has a strong body shape and proudly says: "for your hard work, I plan to teach you Kung Fu myself for my father"
"ha ha, it's like I'm very strange," Song inkstone mutters.
Hearing his murmur, Huangshan could not help being furious: "I don't want to teach the ungrateful bastard, how many people beg to cry and worship me as a teacher, if you are not my son, just like you, even if you kneel on the ground and beg me, I will not teach"
"so you are very powerful," Song Yan said deliberately and innocently.
"In Kaiyuan city, there are no more than two hands that can be enemies of the father." Huangshan is quite complacent.
"Cut, I thought you were the best in the world," sneered song Yan.
"Son of a bitch, I split you for my father," yelled Huangshan.
At night, everything was quiet. There was a candle burning in the room. Song Yan sat on the bed and practiced the yaoyang skill taught him by Huangshan.
This yaoyang skill is quite different from the real world martial arts mind method.
In the real world, the martial arts mind method is the way of refining Qi before stepping into the congenital world. Until stepping into the congenital world, it can absorb the heaven and earth's vitality into the body.
And this yaoyang skill nourishes the body through a special breath. Only when the body is condensed to a certain degree, can the real Qi be naturally generated.
Breathing, song Yan felt that there was a lot of heaven and Earth Spirit drilling into his body to harden his body.
The vitality of the world is so abundant that it is no weaker or even stronger than the secret world.
There are nine weights in body training, and people generally take strength as their standard.
To be able to hit five hundred jin with one fist is to train one's body.
If you can hit a kilo Jin, you'll have to train twice.
It's a triple exercise with two thousand jin strength.
It's a four weight exercise with four kilograms of strength.
It's five weights for training.
Nine kilograms of strength can be used to refine the body.
This book is from. HTL
In the face of yelling from Huangshan, if the former Huang Liang is changed, he will surely shrink his head and show a timid appearance. But now the former Huang Liang is no longer there, but is replaced by song Yan. He welcomed Huangshan's slightly fierce eyes without fear: "Dad, I want to practice martial arts, I want to join the Qingwei school" Huangshan was stunned. His son, who only knows how to change his temper after doing some mischievous things, was waiting for death. "Why do you practice martial arts?" Song Yan's face shows a sense of shame, with a kind of gnashing of teeth: "yesterday, I was beaten by that stinky girl, and I lost my face to grandma's house, so I want to fight back, shame before the snow" "bastard, what do you say, are you practicing martial arts to fight women?" yelled Huangshan again, though Qi is still severe, but there is a little more joy in his eyes. His son Wen can't become a martial artist, and this honor is really if he can get thin through martial arts, it's also excellent. "I don't care. I just want to practice martial arts and join the Qingwei school," Song Yan shouted. Huangshan was silent for a while and said: "it's not impossible to practice martial arts. I'll arrange two martial arts teachers for you to teach you martial arts. However, Qingwei sect is not so good to join, so you'd better not accept this idea." "aren't you the city Lord? Do you dare that Qingwei sect not accept me?" Song Yan pretended to be stupid. "Hum" Huangshan can't help Leng hum: "Lingzhou, Tianhe Prefecture and Yanzhou are all under the jurisdiction of qingweipai. My city leader seems to be powerful, but he is subject to qingweimen everywhere. Qingweimen is very strict in accepting disciples. If you have good qualifications, I'll fight with this old face to let you join qingweipai, but you really can't stand it. How can qingweimen accept you?" br Here, Huangshan can't help sighing: "think how brilliant Huangshan is, how can I give birth to a son like you? It's just like a tiger father and a dog son" "is there such a narcissistic one like you?" Song inkstone muttered. "what do you say" Huangshan swept at a glance. "Nothing to say" "well, your father will arrange for you to practice martial arts. In these two days, you can stay here to reflect." a swing of your sleeves, Huangshan strides out of the study. However, in the moment of turning around, his tiger face suddenly became extremely brilliant. Two days later in the morning. A fat figure is running around the martial arts arena of the city Lord's mansion. Standing on the edge of the martial arts arena, two young men dressed as servants looked at Song Yan, who was sweating in the martial arts arena, and couldn't help whispering. "Xiao Hu, why do you think our young master suddenly wants to practice martial arts" Xiao Hu curls his mouth: "it should be stimulated" Xiao Wu nods in deep thought: "I think so, but I guess our young master can stick to it for half an hour at most" "you are brave enough to arrange the young master, but I guess he can only stick to it for a quarter of an hour" br Yes, they just laughed. In the martial arts arena, song Yan felt the sweat all over his body, which made him run a circle. His clothes were all wet. In fact, it was very simple for him to recover to the original slim figure, but it was too shocking, so he purposely proposed martial arts practice to Huangshan. When it's time to lose weight, it won't look abrupt. One circle two circles three circles five circles gradually, Xiaowu and Xiaohu's faces have been shocked, and their mouths are slightly open, with a little unbelievable. I don't know when Huangshan's figure appeared on the edge of the martial arts arena. "How long has the young master been running" "ah" hearing the voice of Huangshan, Xiaowu and Xiaohu hurriedly return to salute. "Well, don't be polite" "thank you very much, sir. The young master has been running for five times" Xiaohu Dao. Hearing this, Huangshan's eyes were not brightened. Did the bastard really turn around? He glanced across the martial arts arena, only to find that the ground where song Yan had run had become wet. For a while, he felt relieved. As soon as Huangshan appeared, song Yan found out. He quietly restored the regular and trembling fat to the original state, so as not to be found by him who had the cultivation of a master. The value of force in this world is still very strong. Take his close servants Xiaowu and Xiaohu for example. Both of them have reached the goal of refining Qi, with a huge force of ten thousand jin. In addition to the increase of Xuanqi and martial arts, the force of one fist can reach at least twenty thousand jin. After another two laps, song Yan deliberately kicks the air back to the edge of the martial arts arena and yells at the two servants: "what are you doing, take water and towel" "yes" the two quickly show a flattering smile and grab the towel and cool water to welcome them up. "Young master, please wipe your sweat. "please drink water, young master" Song Yan did not grasp the towel to wipe off the sweat on his face, and then took the water glass and drank it up. After a rest, he began to run again and looked at each other. When did the young master become so diligent.Three days passed in a flash. In the past three days, song Yan has lost 30 jin just by running in circles, which makes her look more pleasant. The fourth day. Song Yan is still running in the ring in the martial arts arena. Huangshan comes here wearing a broad training gown. "Don't run away, son of a bitch, come here to me" "Dad, what can I do for you?" Song Yan ran over, wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead and shook it off. Huangshan has a strong body shape and proudly says: "for your hard work, I plan to teach you Kung Fu myself for my father" "ha ha, it's like I'm very strange," Song inkstone mutters. Hearing his murmur, Huangshan could not help being furious: "I don't want to teach the ungrateful bastard, how many people beg to cry and worship me as a teacher, if you are not my son, just like you, even if you kneel on the ground and beg me, I will not teach" "so you are very powerful," Song Yan said deliberately and innocently. "In Kaiyuan city, there are no more than two hands that can be enemies of the father." Huangshan is quite complacent. "Cut, I thought you were the best in the world," sneered song Yan. "Son of a bitch, I split you for my father," yelled Huangshan. At night, everything was quiet. There was a candle burning in the room. Song Yan sat on the bed and practiced the yaoyang skill taught him by Huangshan. This yaoyang skill is quite different from the real world martial arts mind method. In the real world, the martial arts mind method is the way of refining Qi before stepping into the congenital world. Until stepping into the congenital world, it can absorb the heaven and earth's vitality into the body. And this yaoyang skill nourishes the body through a special breath. Only when the body is condensed to a certain degree, can the real Qi be naturally generated. Breathing, song Yan felt that there was a lot of heaven and Earth Spirit drilling into his body to harden his body. The vitality of the world is so abundant that it is no weaker or even stronger than the secret world. There are nine weights in body training, and people generally take strength as their standard. To be able to hit five hundred jin with one fist is to train one's body. If you can hit a kilo Jin, you'll have to train twice. It's a triple exercise with two thousand jin strength. It's a four weight exercise with four kilograms of strength. It's five weights for training. Nine kilograms of strength can be used to refine the body. This book is from. HTL
