Faced with Huangshan's scolding, Huang Liang would definitely shrink back and show a timid appearance if he were in the past.
But now the former Huang Liang is no longer there, but is replaced by Song Yan.
He met Huangshan's sharp gaze without fear: "Dad, I want to practice martial arts, and I want to join the Qingwei Sect!"
Huangshan was stunned, how could his son, who only knew how to do some bad things, change his temper
"Why do you want to practice martial arts?"
A look of shame appeared on Song Yan's face, and he said with a bit of gritted teeth: "Yesterday, I was beaten so badly by that stinky bitch, I almost lost my face to my grandma's house, so I want to fight back, Yi Xue Qian shame!"
"Bastard, what are you talking about? Do you practice martial arts just to beat women!" Huang Shan scolded again. Although his tone was still stern, there was a bit of joy in his eyes. His son was not good at literature or martial arts, and this This honor is really...
It would also be great if you could lose weight through martial arts training.
"I don't care, I just want to practice martial arts, and I want to join the Qingwei Sect!" Song Yan shouted loudly.
Huang Shan was silent for a while and said: "It's not impossible to practice martial arts. My father will arrange two martial arts masters for you to teach you how to practice martial arts. However, the Qingwei Sect is not easy to join, so you'd better give up on it!"
"Aren't you the city lord? Does the Qingwei sect dare not accept me?" Song Yan deliberately pretended to be stupid.
"Humph!" Huangshan couldn't help snorting coldly: "Lingzhou, Tianhe Prefecture, and Yanzhou are all under the jurisdiction of the Qingwei Sect. I, the city lord, may seem majestic, but I am always controlled by the Qingwei Sect, and the Qingwei Sect is extremely strict in accepting disciples. , it’s okay if you have good qualifications, I can get you to join the Qingwei Sect with this old face, but if you really can’t get on the stage, how can the Qingwei Sect accept you!”
Speaking of this, Huangshan couldn't help but sigh: "I think Huangshan is so wise and powerful, but why did I give birth to a son like you? He is like a tiger father and a dog son!"
"Is there anyone as narcissistic as you?" Song Yan muttered.
"What did you say?" Huangshan glanced over.
"Nothing said!"
"Okay, my father will make arrangements for you to practice martial arts. For these two days, you should stay here and reflect!"
With a flick of his sleeves, Huang Shan strode out of the study.
However, the moment he turned around, his tigerish face suddenly became extremely bright.
Early morning two days later.
In the martial arts arena of the City Lord's Mansion, a fat figure was running around the martial arts arena.
Two young men dressed as servants stood at the edge of the martial arts arena. They glanced at Song Yan, who was sweating profusely in the martial arts arena, and couldn't help but whisper.
"Xiaohu, why do you think our young master suddenly wants to practice martial arts?"
Xiaohu curled his lips: "It must have been stimulated!"
Xiao Wu nodded in agreement: "I think so, but I guess our young master can last for half an hour at most!"
"You are so brave, you actually dare to arrange the young master, but I guess he can only last for a quarter of an hour!"
Then, the two of them snickered.
On the martial arts field, Song Yan could only feel sweat pouring out from his whole body. After running around for a while, his clothes were all wet. In fact, it was really easy for him to return to his original slim figure, but that would be too shocking. That's why he deliberately asked Huangshan to practice martial arts.
When the time comes to lose weight, it won't look abrupt.
One lap!
Two laps!
Three laps!
Five laps!
Gradually, looks of shock appeared on Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu's faces, and their mouths opened slightly, with a hint of disbelief.
At some point, Huang Shan's figure appeared on the edge of the martial arts arena.
"How long have you been running away, Master?"
"ah!"
Hearing Huangshan's voice, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu quickly turned around and saluted.
"Okay, no need to be polite!"
"Thank you sir, the young master has already run five full laps!" Xiao Hu said.
Hearing this, Huang Shan couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Could it be that this bastard boy had really changed his temper? He glanced across the martial arts field, but found that all the ground where Song Yan ran had become wet. For a moment, he felt relieved.
As soon as Huangshan appeared, Song Yan noticed it. He quietly let the fat body trembling regularly return to its original state, so as not to be discovered by him, who had the master's cultivation level.
The force value in this world is still very strong.
Take his two personal servants, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu, for example. Both of them have reached the first level of Qi refining and possess tens of thousands of kilograms of strength. Coupled with the increase in Xuan Qi and martial arts, the power of one punch can reach at least 20,000 kilograms. catty.
After running two more laps, Song Yan deliberately kicked the air and returned to the edge of the martial arts arena, yelling at the two servants: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Get water and towels!"
"Yes Yes!"
The two of them quickly showed a flattering smile, grabbed towels and cold water and came forward.
"Master, please wipe your sweat."
"Master, please drink some water!"
Song Yan angrily grabbed the towel and wiped the sweat off his face, then took the water glass and drank it in one gulp.
After resting for a while, he started running circles again, until the two of them looked at each other, wondering when did his young master become so diligent.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past three days, just by running laps, Song Yan lost a total of thirty pounds and looked much better.
The fourth day.
Song Yan was still running circles in the martial arts arena, and Huang Shan arrived wearing a large training robe.
"You bastard, stop running away and come here!"
"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Song Yan ran over, wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead and said.
Huang Shan straightened his figure and said proudly: "Seeing that you are working hard, my father plans to teach you Kung Fu himself!"
"Haha, it seems like I'm very strange!" Song Yan muttered.
Hearing his mutterings, Huangshan couldn't help but get angry: "You ungrateful bastard, how many people begged and cried to become my teacher, but I don't want to teach you. If you are not my son, just like you, even if Even if you kneel on the ground and beg me, I won’t teach you!”
"So you are very powerful?" Song Yan said deliberately and ignorantly.
"In Kaiyuan City, the number of people who can be enemies with my father is no more than the number of hands!" Huangshan said quite proudly.
"Tch, I thought you were the best in the world!" Song Yan sneered.
"You bastard, my father will kill you!" Huangshan shouted.
At night, everything was silent, and a candle was burning in the room. Song Yan was sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing the "Yaoyang Gong" taught to him by Huangshan.
This "Yao Yang Kung" is very different from the martial arts mentality in the real world.
The martial arts mentality in the real world all takes the path of refining and transforming qi before entering the innate world. It is not until you enter the innate world that you can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth into your body.
And this "Yao Yang Gong" uses a certain kind of special breathing to incorporate the vitality of heaven and earth into the body to nourish the body. Only when the body is condensed to a certain level can the true energy be naturally generated.
As he breathed, Song Yan felt a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth penetrate into his body and temper his body.
The energy of heaven and earth in this world is so abundant that it is no weaker than the secret world, and is even a bit stronger.
There are nine levels of body training, and most people use strength as the criterion.
Being able to punch five hundred kilograms with one punch is the first level of physical training.
Being able to hit a thousand kilograms is the second level of body training.
Exerting two thousand kilograms of force is the third level of body training.
The strength of four thousand kilograms is the fourth level of body training.
The strength of five thousand kilograms is the fifth level of body training.
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Exerting a force of nine thousand kilograms can reach the ninth level of body refining.
Author's digression: Three updates (to be continued)