Chapter 14 14. Leaving the Village

The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bow down.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed like quicksand between my fingers.

Facing the rising sun, Yang Ming walked along the sheep intestines path, bare feet, and a small person carrying a heavy object similar to a turtle shell, running in the morning light.

When Yang Ming watched Dragon Ball, he was fascinated by the training method of the turtle fairy. In the past three months, he has been carrying the 50-pound turtle shell for weight-bearing training. Although it is very hard, he has achieved good results. Brilliant.

Sweat was like slurries, constantly seeping out from Yang Ming's skin, and a heavy gasp came out from his nostrils.

Yang Ming did not become complacent just because he had awakened his martial arts, but he was even more strict with himself.

Time belongs to the endeavours!

Yang Ming didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, squeezing every minute and second of his time, trying to improve himself.

After three months of training, he has grown a little taller than before. The six-year-old child is already 1.2 meters tall, like a half-sized adult.

Sweat flows through the strong muscles, shining in the sun, full of a kind of sunshine beauty.

A pair of eagle-like star eyes, sharp eyes, impressive.

After running 10 kilometers in the morning, Yang Ming continued to do push-ups and sit-ups. After completing each movement 100 times, he practiced his marksmanship in a disciplined manner to maximize the potential of his body.

The tip of the spear trembled, and Yang Ming danced a few spear flowers along with the screeching sound that cut through the air.

Over the past few days, Yang Ming has completely digested Han Xin and Zhao Yun's experience with guns. Every time the gun is fired, the waist, shoulders and arms exert force, very smooth, and every move and style reveals everyone's demeanor.

Wiping the sweat from his chin, Yang Ming looked at the long spear in his hand. It was a pity that it was just an ordinary weapon. If it was the Hextech gun blade in League of Legends, it would be perfect.

Putting away the spear, Yang Ming ran back to the village home.

Not surprisingly, when he returned home, Tang San had already arrived early in the morning.

Because today is the day they set off for Notting City Junior College.

The village elder, Jack, walked out of the kitchen, holding a plate of freshly baked bread. Seeing Yang Ming smelling of sweat, his complexion became somber, his middle finger and thumb were intertwined, and he gently flicked Yang Ming's wet forehead, saying:

"You little skin monkey, every time you come back, you're all dirty. If you don't hurry up to take a bath, if it's too late, the bread will be cold."

"Oh."

Yang Ming was so tired that he didn't want to speak, so he simply replied and rushed into the bathroom.

Old Jack stayed, greeted Tang San warmly, handed him the bread, and said with a smile:

"San'er, your dad probably didn't make breakfast for you. When you come to my house, you don't need to be polite to me. Come, will you taste the bread I made?"

Tang San originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the village chief's firm attitude, he had to accept it, eating the bread in small bites.

Not to mention, although Yang Ming is not Old Jack's biological grandson, but adopted, but in order to take care of Yang Ming, Old Jack has trained a lot of cooking skills. This bread is very fluffy and tastes great.

Seeing that Tang San was quite satisfied, the smile on the corner of Old Jack's mouth deepened.

"San'er, I want to tell you something."

"Huh?" Tang San looked at the old village chief puzzled.

"San'er, after Yang Ming went to Notting City Junior College with you today, I hope that for the sake of you and Yang Ming growing up together, if there are classmates in the college bullying Yang Ming, or the teacher is not good If you teach Yang Ming, I hope you can help me when the time comes, so that Yang Ming will not be bullied by outsiders."

Yang Ming had already finished taking a shower, and when he walked to the bathroom door, he just heard grandfather Old Jack instruct Tang San like this.

Yang Ming's heart warmed, knowing that this was because he was young and born in a rural area. Grandpa was afraid that he would easily suffer losses in the big city outside and would be isolated and bullied by the city people, so he asked Tang San like this.

Secretly clenching his fists, Yang Ming secretly said in his heart:

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely make a name for myself outside and return to the village with glory!"

The door opened, Yang Ming walked out of the bathroom, and Old Jack closed his mouth at the right time.

He wants to erect a grandfather's majestic image in front of his grandson!

From Old Jack's stern face, it was impossible to tell that he would say those words just now.

Old Jack picked up his chopsticks and tapped the corner of the table, and said to Yang Ming:

"Hurry up and have breakfast, and we'll set off into the city after we eat."

Yang Ming nodded like a chicken pecking rice, pulled out the table and chairs and sat down, biting into the bread, the rich feeling immediately filled his mouth.

Taking advantage of this period of time, Old Jack gave Yang Ming and Tang San something to popularize, so that the two would not become a douchebag when they arrived in the city and didn't know anything.

"You are going to the Notting City Elementary Spirit Master Academy, which teaches some basic things, and some cultural courses to learn. Only children who have just awakened martial arts are accepted as students. The school system is six years, and after ten years At the age of two, if there is no future, it is to be an ordinary soul master. But if the potential is good, most people will choose to go to the intermediate soul master academy for further studies, and they will study until they are eighteen."

Old Jack glanced at Yang Ming and Tang San with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Both of you belong to the ranks of geniuses, you don't need to take these to heart. I just hope that in school, you don't be naughty, you can study seriously, you must listen to your teacher, and you must love your classmates, can you hear it clearly? ?"

Yang Ming and Tang San said in unison, "Listen clearly."

Seeing that Yang Ming and Tang San had almost eaten, Old Jack packed up the utensils and led them out of the room.

Yang Ming and Tang San were both geniuses. In order to prevent them from getting too tired on the road, Old Jack even rented a carriage, and now the carriage was parked at the door.

Yang Ming and Tang San got into the carriage one after another, and Old Jack himself acted as the coachman. With a whip of the whip, the galloping horse shook its head, raised its four hooves, and left towards the end of the village.

Lifting the curtains, Yang Ming kept looking back at the scenery outside the window.

On both sides of the road, villagers who had heard the news had already arrived.

The villagers like Yang Ming very much, especially when Yang Ming dared to question Cao Mengyun's horse riding in the street some time ago, which made the villagers sincerely hope that Yang Ming can stand out.

The villagers raised their hands to say goodbye to Yang Ming, and some people even booed, saying:

"Yang Ming, study hard at school. When you come back, I will marry my precious daughter Ruhua to you!"

flowery?

In Yang Ming's mind, the face of a boy with a female body suddenly appeared, with ponytails, rouge powder applied, and nostrils buttoned.

Yang Ming shuddered, and hurriedly retracted his head from the window into the carriage.

Seeing this, the villagers burst into laughter.

The whole village is filled with a festive atmosphere.