【006】Please be my teacher】()

Since it was on the street, Xiao Yitian did not dare to exaggerate it too much, but just used a trace of the secret of pulling out a thousand pounds. Even so, a group of little kids, including Lin Yufei, were already scared. Just kids, this is a challenge. Everyone knows that Xiao Yitian is one or two years younger than others. Lin Yufei knew that it was not impossible to knock down the two little pony boys just now, but it was definitely not so easy to paint.

His eyes when he looked at Xiao Yitian changed. His previous arrogance had been replaced by horror. Although he couldn't understand why a good student like Xiao Yitian could fight more than himself. He didn't think much about anything, and turned around and started running. The thirty-six strategies were used to make it extremely skillful.

Seeing that the leader had all ran away, the remaining little kids also scattered, screaming and running around, as if Xiao Yitian was a terrible monster.

"Damn, are you scared away?" Looking at Lin Yufei's escaped back, Xiao Yitian grabbed his hair, shook his head, turned his head to look at Chen Lizhi and Zhang Zhiguang. Seeing that they were still in a state of accident, he pulled out and walked towards his home. Since Lin Yufei had been suppressed, he thought they would not have anything to do.

After returning home and having dinner, Xiao Yitian greeted his family, walked out of the yard, walked through the street in front of the yard, and walked into an alley next to the yard opposite. At the end of this alley is the beach, and the beach of the Jialing River has always been a good place for children to play.

Xiao Yitian came here not to play games with those little kids. He would definitely work hard here every morning and evening. Although he rarely fought in his previous life, he had at least learned some routines, one was military boxing and the other was Tai Chi. He used these two boxing techniques to train his basic skills.

When he arrived on the beach full of pebbles, Xiao Yitian was doing chest expansion exercises while worrying about where to go to a famous teacher to guide him in practicing martial arts. After school, he fought with Lin Yufei's maid. Although he only took less than half a move, he aroused his attacks. Fortunately, he restrained himself in time.

"Forget it, I can practice it myself!" He was so angry that he kicked a pebble that was as big as a fist beside him into the river, making a loud noise, splashing a splash of water, which scared the children playing nearby.

After venting a little, Xiao Yitian took a deep breath, then calmed down and started today's exercise.

I don’t know if it was because of a sense of anger in his heart. After completing the daily quantification today, he did not stop to rest, but insisted on exercising. The endurance of the ** strengthened by the Nine Heavens Mystery Art is much stronger than that of ordinary people. So after half an hour, he was still energetic and did not show any fatigue at all.

Nearly a hundred meters away from him, an old man sat in a light gray short shirt, looking like he was about fifty years old. The old man had no idea when he had locked his eyes tightly on Xiao Yitian's body, his eyes were open, as if he was thinking about something.

Xiao Yitian, who had no idea, stopped when it was getting dark, jumped on the spot, then moved his limbs and turned around to go home.

At this moment, the old man who had been following him for a long time came up and asked with a smile: "Children, what's your name?"

Xiao Yitian looked at him strangely. The old man was not tall, probably only less than 1.7 meters tall. He looked quite strong. His whole body was wrapped in a loose and light gray shirt. He could even see the huge power contained in him at a glance. His gray short hair and the ravines on his face proved to the world that he was not young. His two horned eyes seemed to be open and decisive. Although he could not see any scenes such as flashing light, the careful Xiao Yitian

I still found that there was a faint feeling of something in the old man's eyes that made people dare not look at - this is one of the symbols of the masters of the internal family! In addition, the facial features of other parts of the old man did not look so comfortable. He twitched his nose, rolled his nostrils, pouted his thick lips, had thick beards on his lips, and some sparse and yellow beards on his chin! In short, if you don't look at the eyes, just looking at other parts, it makes people feel bored.

Xiao Yitian, who dared not act rashly, stopped and asked politely and coldly: "What's the matter with me?"

The old man touched the beard on his chin and looked as friendly as possible: "Little kid, I saw you exercising there just now, it's not difficult to see that you have good physical fitness. I wonder if you are interested in taking me as your teacher?"

Unfortunately, his appearance determines his destiny. If it weren't for the power that made people dare not underestimate him, Xiao Yitian would have dared to treat him as a trafficker who trafficked people...

Xiao Yitian did not answer him directly, but looked him from head to head, and then from foot to head, looking up and down for more than ten times. Until the old man's whole body began to get fur, he slowly spoke: "Which road did you have on the road? The earth is vigorous and the high hills are beautiful forever; the door faces the sea, and the water of Sanhe Gorge flows for thousands of years. Are you a mercenary, a twig or a side by side? A dragon crosses the river or a tiger wads the ground?"

The old man was so choked to death by his mouth, and a little bitched a little kid pretended to be in front of him, and asked incision seriously! "That... I'm... uh, I'm a martial arts coach at the county sports school, not a world of slut."

"Martial Arts Coach?" Xiao Yitian was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was really sleepy and someone gave him a pillow? He was just thinking about where to go to find a teacher to teach him, but now he came to him to come to his door... However, the martial arts classes of the sports school are not the same as the inner masters he is looking for, right? Although the old man looks like an inner master at the moment, why did he get involved in the martial arts class of the sports school?

As if he saw his doubts, the old man coughed and lowered his voice and said, "Tell you my identity is just to reassure you. I am not a bad person. In fact, I am the real descendant of Chinese national martial arts. Don't look at my reputation not very prominent, but in the real martial arts world, there are still some people who know me. How about it, should you consider being my closed disciple?"

Xiao Yitian knew the meaning of the closed disciple. Although he felt ecstatic, he had gained nearly thirty years of experience. He did not nod and agreed immediately. Instead, he pondered for a moment before answering: "It's important. I'll think about it and then reply. Why don't you leave an address and I'll go find you?"

The old man saw his performance and was happy in his heart. He felt deeply that he had not picked the wrong person this time. Look, this kid is only aged, he is already so calm and has a proper attitude towards advancement and retreat. In addition to the conclusions obtained from previous observations, he became more and more sure of his vision.

"Well, this is what you should do. Then you go home and think about it. It's better to tell your adults. If you have thought about it, come to the sports school to find me. Oh, by the way, when you arrive at the sports school, you will ask Teacher He, and naturally someone will lead you here."

Xiao Yitian nodded, then looked up at the sky, "Okay, Teacher He, no matter whether I will take you as my teacher or not, I will come to find you. Then let's do it first. It's dark, and I should go home." As he said that, he bowed slightly at him, then turned around and walked towards the house.

The old man responded with a smile, then watched him go away, and after a while, he left in a small step.

"This doll is amazing. Her innate aura is so pure and polite. She treats people with a calm temperament. She is very good at the demeanor of me. Well, I have to accept this disciple. Even if his family disagrees, I want to... Hehehehehehehe." Thinking of the later, the old man found a more vulgar expression on his face, which made passers-by stay away from him involuntarily.

When he got home, Xiao Yitian finished his homework in a few ways, then sat in front of the TV with fruit in his arms, watched TV with his grandmother, while his parents prepared lessons in the house.

Until almost nine o'clock in the evening, the British TV series "Eagle Crown Manor" on TV was almost finished playing. Xiao Shiyi and Xue Muyun opened the door and walked out. They were tired and squeezed their son away from the sofa without hesitation, and sat down comfortably.

Xiao Yitian had no objection, but his grandmother Quan Juqing couldn't stand it anymore, "I told you two, what happened? You guys are fighting for seats with the dolls. It makes people laugh when they say it!"

Xue Muyun and Xiao Shiyi looked at each other and were about to smile bitterly when Xiao Yitian smiled and said, "It's okay, grandma, they have been tired for a day, so it's okay to watch TV to relax at night. I'm fine for a day, and it's still uncomfortable after sitting for a long time."

Quan Juqing looked at him pamperedly, turned to Xiao Shiyi and said, "I said Shiyi, last time I told you that you would buy another sofa. Look, Xiaofeng is now about to start acquaintances. This living room is getting more and more unsatisfied. It just so happened that our supply and marketing cooperative has some tickets to buy sofas at the internal price. Are you..." Xiaofeng she was talking about was Xiao Yitian's uncle Xue Mufeng.

Before Xiao Shiyi could speak, Xiao Yitian interrupted again: "Grandma, it's not that I won't buy it, but that I have no place to put it in. The living room is only this big. If you put a three-person sofa, there will be basically no place to move around. I'd better just put it in. When I earn money to buy a big house, I'll buy a few sofas when I want to buy it."

Xiao Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, a smart son saved his siege, otherwise it would be difficult to answer this matter. Let's buy it. The matter is exactly the same as what his son said. There is no place to put it. If you don't buy it, there is really no one sitting in the living room. During festivals, a guest would have to take a square stool to make up the numbers, otherwise most people would have to stand. There was no way. In the living room, except for a pair of rosewood tutor chairs facing the door, they were placed against the wall.

There is a genuine leather three-person sofa. Opposite the sofa is a large round table with detachable pineapple wood. Usually, there are fewer people to eat there. Then move a few small stools. If there are too many people, eat at the copper nanmu flower carving eight immortal table next door. There are four large backrest chairs and a bunch of high stools. In fact, the house is the room of Xue Muyun's elder sister and Xiao Yitian's aunt Xue Muchun. However, Xue Muchun is busy with work and is single, so he rarely comes back.

Hearing Xiao Yitian's 'bold words', Quan Juqing was so excited that he pulled Xiao Yitian who was standing next to him and hugged him in his arms, "Okay, okay, grandma is waiting to live in the big house we Xiaotian bought!"

Xue Muyun sat on the side and had some taste. She was rarely favored by Quan Juqing when she was a child. There was no way. First, Quan Juqing was busy at work, and his father Xue Qiru worked outside all year round. Second, his living conditions were extremely difficult at that time, and there were four children at home. How could he have time to spoil this one and that one?
Chapter completed!