Zhang Xiaoai's fist had already reached in front of Lin Xiao. Being a third-grade warrior meant that one-third of the meridians in the body had been opened up.
Their strength, speed and recovery abilities are far superior to those of ordinary people.
Lin Xiao only opened up the hidden meridians in the brain which did not provide any benefit in combat.
Tiger-shaped boxing is about overwhelming the opponent with temperament. If even a cat can suppress a tiger head-on, then the competition has already been lost.
"Black Tiger digs out his heart!"
Lin Xiao's punch went through the gap between Zhang Xiaoai's hands, but the attack position was a bit inappropriate.
But this is the environment in which Lin Xiao practices martial arts. There are no rules at all.
They were facing extremely brutal enemies, and they had no choice but to kill them.
"Lin Xiao, when did you become so shameless?" Zhang Xiaoai took two steps back and shouted angrily.
"Shameless, how am I shameless?" Lin Xiao looked confused.
"You!" Zhang Xiaoai was extremely angry. Although she was a carefree person, she couldn't say these words out loud. She attacked again and swore that she would make Lin Xiao pay.
The two people's exclamations attracted a lot of people to watch. Everyone had just got up, and when they heard the noise in the yard, they all came out.
Fortunately, Lin Xiao didn't use that dirty trick, and the two of them started fighting again.
This time Lin Xiao took the initiative. He fully demonstrated the essence of tiger fist and was like a tiger emerging from the mountains.
Zhang Xiaoai in front was as agile as a civet cat, but there was a huge difference between a cat and a tiger. Lin Xiao moved vigorously and Zhang Xiaoai could only escape in a panic.
Seeing his father so powerful, Lin Tian immediately shouted: "Come on, Dad!"
The little boy also watched the fight between the two people intently, his eyes flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Uncle Zhang also changed into his training clothes. He just came here to exercise. A fifty-year-old woman stood next to Uncle Zhang.
His face was peaceful, and he was watching the two people's competition with a smile. Seeing Zhang Xiaoai's clumsy performance, he immediately shook his head and said, "Old man, this Lin Xiao is not an entry-level warrior, but he is able to defeat Xiaoai. It seems that he is a good candidate for martial arts. He should not have learned mechanics from you. He should have learned martial arts from me."
Uncle Zhang blew his beard and said, "What do you know? Lin Xiao's talent in mechanics is even more terrifying. If he can enter a good school for further study, he will be a master-level figure of his generation. It will be no problem for him to be a professor."
"These are troubled times, so it's better to learn martial arts," the woman sighed.
"It's a chaotic world, hehe." Uncle Zhang smiled and said nothing more.
At this time, the winner was decided. Lin Xiao leaped forward and knocked Zhang Xiaoai back seven or eight meters.
The woman staggered back to Uncle Zhang's side and supported Zhang Xiaoai.
"Mom!" Zhang Xiaoai shouted.
"Aunt Zhang!" Lin Xiao walked over and greeted the woman.
This woman was Uncle Zhang’s wife. She sighed and said, “Lin Xiao, I didn’t expect you to have a talent for martial arts. It’s such a pity that it was almost buried.”
"What a pity?" Zhang Xiaoai was an impatient person.
"It's a pity that Lin Xiao is a little old. If he practices martial arts now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to reach the advanced level." Aunt Zhang shook her head.
“Lin Xiao is not that old, just a little bit older than me. I am a third-rank warrior. If he works harder, plus he has outstanding talent, two to three years will be enough.” Zhang Xiaoai had a proud look on her face, as if she, as a third-rank warrior, was very proud of herself.
Aunt Zhang rolled her eyes at Zhang Xiaoai and said, "Don't compare yourself to Lin Xiao. You are not suitable for martial arts training at all. After seven or eight years of training, you are still only a lower third-grade martial artist. It will be difficult for you to become a middle-grade martial artist in your lifetime."
"Then what realm is Lin Xiao's goal to reach?" Zhang Xiaoai asked unconvinced.
Aunt Zhang pondered for a while and said, "Although I started late, at least I am not over 30 years old. It is not a problem to enter the dark energy before the age of 30. As for the transformation energy, it is hard to say."
"What! Mom, are you sure? I don't believe it. If he is really a genius, he would have been promoted long ago." Zhang Xiaoai was shocked and her voice was loud and shrill.
Aunt Zhang frowned, "I really don't know who you take after? Girls like to make a lot of noise!"
Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang are both smart and steady people, but their daughter Zhang Xiaoai is not like them at all.
The key is that she doesn't have natural talent. It's okay that Zhang Xiaoai didn't inherit Uncle Zhang's superb mechanical skills, as this is not a woman's industry.
But Aunt Zhang is a martial arts genius. She started practicing martial arts after she was over 30, and now she has reached the threshold of dark power.
If she hadn't been reluctant to take the medicine, she would have crossed this hurdle long ago.
Zhang Xiaoai has loved playing since she was a child. Later, the martial arts craze swept the entire human society, so Zhang Xiaoai followed suit and practiced martial arts. However, when she started practicing martial arts, she found that she had no talent at all.
After several years, he is still only a third-rank warrior, which is only slightly better than ordinary people.
Uncle Zhang didn't want Lin Xiao to practice martial arts, but he knew that once Lin Xiao made up his mind, nothing could change it.
But it is simply unrealistic to save Wen Fei. If Lin Xiao does not learn martial arts, then he should give up the idea and just raise his son well.
Lin Xiao was a little surprised at Aunt Zhang's vision. He knew that Aunt Zhang knew martial arts before, but he was not interested at that time and did not know her specific level.
Now it seems that Aunt Zhang is a rare genius, but she was held back by life.
"Dad, your boxing posture is so awesome, I want to learn it too!" Lin Tian ran over with excitement on his face.
The popularity of martial arts has reached its peak nowadays, and almost everyone is discussing their skills.
People in their seventies and eighties are still thinking about becoming warriors, and now even a four-year-old child like Lin Tian is clamoring to learn martial arts.
It is best to start practicing martial arts at the age of six. If you are too young, your bones will be too soft, your meridians will be too thin, and it will be easy to damage your foundation.
"Tiantian, you are still young. Wait two years and dad will teach you martial arts, okay?"
"No problem. When I grow up, I will learn a lot of martial arts."
Lin Xiao pinched his son's chubby little face and was about to say something.
The little boy who had been silent the whole time spoke up: "Uncle, I want to learn martial arts! I'm old enough, and my father was going to teach me."
This was the first time he spoke. Everyone was attracted by him and focused their attention on him.
"What's your name and how old are you?" Lin Xiao asked.
"My name is Chen Xiaoxing, and I'm six years old!"
Lin Xiao took a look at his body. Although he was small in stature, probably due to malnutrition, his bones were still acceptable. As long as he supplemented his nutrition well, he would be a good material for martial arts training.
"No problem, but you have to take care of your body first. You are too thin now. Practicing martial arts is very demanding on your body."
Seeing Lin Xiao agreed, Chen Xiaoxing finally smiled. After all, he was still a child, and the sad period would not last too long.
"Uncle Zhang, something bad has happened. There is a dead body at your door!"
A young man rushed in, scaring everyone.
Everyone prepared to go and take a look, but although Zhang Xiaoai was usually carefree, she was very afraid of dead people.