378 Being Forced Out of Real Kung Fu (1/4)

378 Being forced out of real kung fu (14)

The more serious he is, the more shocked Yang Yi is.

Even if Yang Yi exerted all his strength, he could not shake Yang Chonggui in the slightest. Even though Yang Yi is no longer childish, his movement is like a dragon playing in the water, and he is flying like a butterfly, and the old man's natural fists have taken over all of Yang Yi's attacks one by one.

And the old man punched casually, and the sudden attack was always so unexpected, and when Yang Yi's attack was the most violent, it made him hurriedly close the attack, tired of parrying, very uncomfortable!

After a few rounds, the gray-haired old man still has a long breath, motionless like a mountain, like a grandmaster of a generation!

Is this still the usual rustic old father?

Before, Yang Yi was a little disapproving of the memory of his predecessor, and felt that it was not that the old man was too strong, but that his predecessor was too naive, but now it seems that Yang Chonggui's kung fu is indeed a bit unfathomable!

And when he was surprised by Yang Chonggui's kung fu, Yang Qing and Yang Huan were also shocked by this sparring!

Yang Qing had no idea that Yang Yi was so strong, and so was Yang Huan. These two guys were naturally not as obsessed with martial arts as Yang Yi, so even Yang Qing had a certain gap with the original Yang Yi, but He knew that his father was very strong.

I just didn't expect that the eldest brother would be able to fight the old man so hard. It seems that he has improved a lot in these years!

Yang Huan was even more stunned by his father's old age. His father is almost seventy years old, and he is still so fierce? Not scientific!

The fight in the yard was quite moving, and the three people in the kitchen were all drawn out. Xixi ran in front of her, but when she looked up, she saw that her grandfather and father were entangled.

"Yeah, Baba, Baba and grandpa are fighting!" The little girl was a little anxious, she turned to take her mother's hand, pouted her mouth, and said sadly, "Mama, Baba and grandpa are fighting, please let them stop fighting! !"

Dong Yue'e was very calm, she came up, clapped the flour on her hands, and said to Xixi with a smile: "Little Yangxi, don't worry, they're not fighting, they're just kidding and practicing kung fu! "

Xixi blinked her big eyes and asked with some doubts: "Is it the same as Baba and those uncles? Baba and Uncle Shen also fought, but it wasn't a fight..."

Dong Yue'e didn't quite understand what the little guy was talking about, so she could only smile and nod.

At this time, the situation on the field has changed.

When he met an opponent, Yang Yi, a martial idiot, was also on the top. He was excited. In order to find out his father's true strength, he decided to use the secret weapon - internal strength.

Qi sinking into his dantian, several warm currents poured into his limbs and bones, Yang Yi's strength increased in vain, but with a flick of his forearm, he shook Yang Chonggui's hand away, and then punched him out.

Yang Chonggui parried in time, his arms blocked Yang Yi's powerful punch, but he was shocked and took two steps back!

"Stop!" Yang Chonggui drank and jumped out of the circle. The old man gasped slightly, but he also stared at Yang Yi, looking at Yang Yi constantly, his brows gradually wrinkled.

Yang Yi put his hand away, and then gradually calmed down.

After calming down, he began to break out in a cold sweat and was so embarrassed: Really, how many people have you lived? What is there to compete with an old man who is almost seventy years old? Do you have to use your internal strength to win this competition?

Speaking out, you can't be laughed at by those brothers?

However, Yang Chonggui didn't stare because he couldn't resist Yang Yi's offensive. He took a step forward, grabbed Yang Yi's right hand, and put his fingers on Yang Yi's pulse.

Yang Yi was a little baffled at first, but he soon felt a subtle heat flow into his veins. However, after all, it was from outside. The heat flow in Yang Yi's body was almost subconscious. Lively kicked out.

Yang Chonggui's fingers were shaken, but he had already got the information he wanted. The old man stared at Yang Yi with his eyes wide open: "Where did you learn this?"

It turned out that Yang Yi's strength increased in vain just now, and the old man noticed that there was a problem.

However, at this moment, Yang Yi also opened his eyes wide, looking at his father,

how is this possible?

How could the old man have internal strength?

In his memory, his father was an ordinary martial artist who practiced boxing and kung fu, and what his father taught the three brothers and sisters was only a mere Hongquan. For more than 30 years, Yang Yi has never seen Yang Chonggui use his internal strength, not once! Didn't even mention it!

However, saying this also solved Yang Yi's doubts. He couldn't figure it out before, why his father is so old and so strong! It turns out that there is also an increase in internal strength!

Of course, Yang Yi also knew that even in his previous life, there were very few people who knew internal skills—this is not something that can be learned by learning, it requires extremely high talent, and it must be inherited. It is generally not rumored, and Yang Yi also got the inheritance of an old man by chance!

Presumably there are not many masters in this world, and they are either hidden in the market, or they go to the temple as bodyguards. Otherwise, the masters in the military that Yang Yi saw would not only be at the level of Shen Xinyu...

Now the old man actually showed him such a skill, and the people around him are actually masters who are hidden in the city? Yang Yi was dumbfounded.

Yang Chonggui turned his head and looked around, pulling Yang Yi to the back of the ancestral hall to speak.

In the yard, Xixi looked confused, she couldn't help but pulled her grandma's hand and asked, "Grandma, did Baba and grandpa stop fighting?"

"Well, I don't know what they are mumbling about, ignore them." Dong Yue'e said with a smile, "Come on, grandma will show you!"

"Okay!" Xixi suddenly became interested.

Dong Yue'e grabbed a handful of millet, came to the yard, and called "pecking" a few times. Suddenly, chickens and ducks jumped in the yard, and the chickens and ducks walking around flapped their wings one after another. ran over.

"Wow! Grandma is amazing!" Xixi's eyes were round.

Here, Yang Chonggui is still pressing Yang Yi, his face is serious.

Yang Yi had to make up a reason: "It's like this. A few years ago, when I just retired from the army, I was working in a restaurant and met an old beggar with a white beard..."

The reason for this was the bad routines used in those novels in the previous life, but thanks to those routines, Yang Yi made it up in great detail and convinced Yang Chonggui.

Yang Chonggui stroked his beard and said solemnly, "So, it is also a coincidence that you have learned such a skill."

Yang Yi nodded, and he couldn't help but ask: "Dad, how can you know internal strength? Why have I never seen you use it before? Besides, why didn't you teach us? I'm your own son. !"

Yang Chonggui sighed, shook his head, and said, "I can't teach it. I used to have a promise with the master who taught me. This kung fu will be brought to the coffin and will never be passed on. Because this is the secret of their family that is not passed on."

"Although the war was turbulent in those years, their family has no news, and it is estimated that they have suffered. But people can't be unbelievable. A man and a man will do it when he says it. I have also kept this secret for decades." Yang Chonggui sighed.

Otherwise, how could he be so serious just now, he thought Yang Yi was stealing from him.

Yang Yi didn't mean to have to learn, he smiled and said, "That's okay, anyway, I will also have a set of internal skills, and it's not necessarily worse than yours!"

"Hmph, how are you compared to your father? It was decades earlier, and I could knock you down with one finger! Thinking back to that time, I..." Yang Chonggui's words came to an abrupt end.

Yang Yi did not ignore it, he frowned slightly. Suddenly, he felt that his father was indeed a bit mysterious. Looking back on those memories, it seemed that he had never told himself or Yang Qing and Yang Huan about his past experiences.

"Dad, what exactly did you experience back then?" Yang Yi couldn't help asking, "It's been so many years, can't you tell me?"

Yang Chonggui stared at Yang Yi for a while, then slowly said, "Do you really want to know?"

To unravel the mystery of the father's identity