Chapter 564 I Want to Practice Martial Arts
In the face of Huangshan's scolding, if he were replaced by the previous Huang Liang, he would definitely shrink his head and show a timid appearance.
But now the former Huang Liang is no longer there, but replaced by Song Yan.
He met Huang Shan's slightly sharp gaze without fear: "Father, I want to practice martial arts, and I want to join the Qingwei faction!"
Huang Shan was stunned for a moment, how did his son who only knew how to do some jerk had changed 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 up by that stinky bitch, and I lost my face to my grandmother's house, so I want to call back, before a snowfall. shame!"
"Bastard, what are you talking about, do you practice martial arts just to beat women!" Huang Shan reprimanded again, although his tone was still severe, but there was a little more joy in his eyes. The honor is really...
It would be great if you could lose weight through martial arts.
"I don't care, I just want to practice martial arts, and I want to join the Qingwei faction!" Song Yan shouted loudly.
Huang Shan was silent for a while and said: "It's not impossible to practice martial arts. For my father, I will arrange for you two martial arts masters to teach you martial arts. However, the Qingwei faction is not so easy to join, so you should give up your mind!"
"Aren't you the city owner? Could it be that the Qingwei faction 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 faction. My city lord seems to be majestic, but he is always subject to the Qingwei Sect, and the Qingwei Sect is extremely strict in accepting disciples. , if your qualifications are good, that's fine, I'm fighting this old face, but I can let you join the Qingwei faction, but you really can't stand on the table, how can the Qingwei door accept you!"
Speaking of this, Huangshan couldn't help but sigh: "I think how wise and wise I am Huangshan, how can I give birth to a son like you, it's like a tiger and a dog!"
"Is there such a narcissistic person as you?" Song Yan muttered.
"What did you say?" Huangshan glanced at him.
"Nothing to say!"
"Okay, my father will arrange for you to practice martial arts. For these two days, you should stay here and reflect on it!"
With a flick of his sleeve, Huang Shan strode out of the study.
However, the moment he turned around, his tiger face suddenly became extremely bright.
Early morning two days later.
In the performance field of the City Lord's Mansion, a fat figure is running circles around the performance field.
Standing on the edge of the martial arts field, two young men dressed as servants looked at Song Yan, who was sweating profusely on the martial arts field, and couldn't help but whisper.
"Xiaohu, why do you think our young master suddenly wants to practice martial arts?"
Xiaohu pouted: "It should be stimulated!"
Xiao Wu nodded in agreement: "I think so too, but I guess our young master can last for half an hour at most!"
"You are very daring, you dare to arrange the young master, but I guess he can only last for a quarter of an hour!"
Then, the two laughed for a while.
On the martial arts field, Song Yan only felt the sweat pouring out all over his body, and only then did he run around, and his clothes were all wet. In fact, it was really easy for him to restore his original slender figure, but it was too shocking. Therefore, he deliberately proposed to Huangshan to practice martial arts.
It won't look awkward when you lose weight.
One lap!
Two laps!
Three laps!
Five laps!
Gradually, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu had shocked expressions on their faces, and their mouths opened slightly, with a faint hint of disbelief.
I don't know when, Huang Shan's figure appeared on the edge of the martial arts field.
"How long have you been running, young master?"
"what!"
Hearing Huangshan's voice, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu quickly turned around and saluted.
"Okay, don't be too polite!"
"Thank you, my lord, the young master has already run five full laps!" Xiaohu said.
Hearing this, Huang Shan's eyes lit up. Could this bastard really change his temper? He glanced at the martial arts arena, but found that all the ground Song Yan ran over became wet. For a while, he was always relieved.
As soon as Huangshan appeared, Song Yan found out. He quietly restored the fat that was shaking regularly, so as not to be discovered by him who had a master cultivation base.
The force value of this world is still very strong.
Take his personal servants, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu, for example, both of them have reached the first level of Qi Refining, possessing 10,000 jins of tremendous strength, plus the increase in profound energy and martial arts, the power of a punch can reach at least 20,000. catty.
After running for two more laps, Song Yan deliberately kicked the air back to the edge of the martial arts field, and yelled at the two servants, "What are you doing standing there, get water and towels!"
"Yes Yes!"
The two quickly showed a pleasing smile, grabbed the towel and cold water and greeted them.
"Master, please wipe your sweat."
"Master, please drink water!"
Song Yan angrily grabbed the towel to wipe the sweat off his face, then took the water glass and drank it.
After resting for a while, he started running laps again, staring at each other. When did his young master become so diligent.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
In the past three days, Song Yan lost 30 pounds just by running the circle, and he looked much more pleasing to the eye.
Fourth day.
Song Yan was still running circles in the martial arts field, and Huang Shan arrived wearing a large training robe.
"Don't run away, bastard, come here!"
"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Song Yan ran over, wiped a sweat on his forehead, and said.
Huangshan stood tall and said proudly, "For the sake of your hard work, I plan to teach you Kung Fu personally for my father!"
"Haha, it seems like I'm very strange!" Song Yan muttered.
Hearing his muttering words, Huang Shan couldn't help but get furious: "I don't know what the hell, how many people are begging and crying to worship me as a teacher, I don't want to teach, if you are not my son, just like you, even if Kneel on the ground and beg me, and I won't teach!"
"So you are very powerful?" Song Yan said deliberately ignorantly.
"In Kaiyuan City, there are no more than the number of hands who can be enemies with a father!" Huangshan said quite contentedly.
"Cut, I thought you were the number one expert in the world!" Song Yan sneered.
"You bastard, I hacked you for my father!" Huang Shan shouted.
At night, all sounds were silent, a candle was burning in the room, and Song Yan sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced the "Yaoyang Gong" taught to him by Huangshan.
This "Yao Yang Gong" is very different from the martial arts in the real world.
The martial arts in the real world are all the way of refining and transforming qi before stepping into the innate.
And this "Yao Yang Gong" uses a certain kind of special breathing to bring the vitality of heaven and earth into the body to nourish the body. Only when the body is condensed to a certain extent, will the true qi be naturally generated.
During his breathing, Song Yan felt that a large amount of heaven and earth aura penetrated into his body and tempered his body.
The world's vitality is too abundant, it is not weaker than the secret world, and even stronger.
There are nine levels of body refinement, and most people use strength as a measure.
To be able to hit 500 jin with one punch is one weight training.
If you can hit a thousand pounds, it is the second level of body training.
Hit 2,000 jins of force, which is the third level of body training.
Four thousand jins of force is the fourth level of body training.
Five thousand jins of force is the fifth level of body training.
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With a force of nine thousand pounds, it can be used for the ninth level of body refinement.