"You little brat, do you want to go back and sleep for a while?" The old man shouted angrily when he saw me, "It's okay, he will wake up soon." Uncle Gu who was standing next to him said. When he said this, Uncle Gu's face still had a calm and calm expression, but I felt the crisis, and my sleepiness immediately went halfway, looking at these two people with a vigilant look, "Don't be afraid, I can't die." When the old man spoke, he actually showed a long-lost smirk on his face, which made me feel like a disaster was coming.

"Xiao Zheng, you are actually over the best time to practice martial arts at this age, so you need to work ten times or hundreds of times. Especially in terms of basic skills, you need to stretch your firm muscles and bones, and you have to stand horse stance for a long time in order to stabilize the lower plate. The pain in this is unbearable for ordinary people. Can you hold it up?" Uncle Gu said calmly.

If you want to practice martial arts, you have to endure hardships. I understand this principle without them saying it, and I am mentally prepared. However, looking at my current situation, it seems that my preparation is still not sufficient. Although I feel a little guilty, I still try my best to be fearless and say loudly, "I can hold on!" "Okay! I am worthy of being my apprentice of the Gu family." Uncle Gu's voice suddenly rose, revealing a momentum that swallows mountains and rivers. This momentum also infected me and suddenly ambition rose.

But after a few minutes, my ambition just now disappeared. It turned out that the splits felt so uncomfortable, and my thighs seemed to have cramped. In fact, strictly speaking, my posture was not a split at all, and at most it could only be considered a big step.

It is still a long way from the legendary Yishima, but there is nothing I can do about it. I have never conducted this kind of training before. Now it is my limit to achieve this level. Even so, my body began to shake left and right after a few minutes, just like I thought it was a boat.

Uncle Gu sat on a recliner a few meters away, holding a small pot in his hand, sucking tea bite by bit, looking leisurely and contented. He didn't even look at me. Instead, the old man walked towards me slowly. He first turned around my body, then raised his foot and slowly stepped on my thigh. I was already unable to stand firm, but now I fell to the ground.

"You----!" I sat on the ground and stared at the old man with gritted teeth. Although I understood that he was helping me stretch my muscles, I was still a little angry. I felt that yesterday was too simple and kind, so I even kowtowed to him and called 'Master'. So I glared for a while and said angrily, "I will call you old man from now on." Before the old man could reply, Uncle Gu shouted sternly, "Get up! Keep split!" I glanced at Uncle Gu, slowly got up from the ground, and returned to my previous posture. I felt that the six heads I kowtowed yesterday were a little unfair.

The fiery red sun slowly rose from the east and the sky became completely bright. At this time, my mind and body were all numb. I couldn't remember how long I had been standing, how many times the old man stepped on my legs, and how many times he fell.

Just when I felt that I was about to collapse, a long-awaited sentence finally came out of Uncle Gu's mouth, "Stay for a while, have breakfast first." After this sentence, I fell to the ground with a "thump" and felt that neither of my legs were my own. I couldn't stand up even if I wanted to stand. Uncle Gu, who was walking into the house, had to walk back when he saw this scene, grabbed my arm, and carried me into the house like a sack.

The breakfast was seafood porridge, and crab meat, shrimp, and fish fillets were added to the white rice porridge. This is the only way to eat seafood that I like more now. Especially when I got up early in the morning to practice, I have been hungry until now, so I stopped eating three big bowls.

I burped and rested for about half an hour while drinking tea. I felt much better. At least the control of my legs came back, and then the next training began again. An iron rod more than one meter long had a 'a' shape support at each end, which looked like a reduced version of a horizontal bar. The height of this horizontal bar was just enough to my lower abdomen. All I had to do was to put my legs together, then bent down and put my body on the iron rod, and stretched out my hand to touch my toes.

This movement was done in physical education class when I was in school. I knew I could complete it easily. Although the tendons on both thighs are now hurting very hard, I still gritted my teeth and reached out to touch my toes, but the next command I received was "Don't move".

Time passed minute by minute, and it seemed like more than twenty minutes passed. I bent down like this, reached out and touched my toes. I felt a little unable to hold on. My legs began to bend involuntarily. Suddenly, something was hit hard on the inner side of my left leg, and a stinging pain like a needle was heard. I didn’t have to see who hit it, because now there are only Uncle Gu and I left in the yard, and the old man didn’t know where he ran.

I quickly put my legs together, stood up straight, and returned to my previous posture. I saw a small white stone falling beside me, jumping on the blue brick floor for a few consecutive times, making a "clang, clang" sound.

It was obvious that this was the thing that hit my leg just now, and it looked like a chess piece of Go. I looked at Uncle Gu and found that he was still holding a small teapot, siping tea in small sips, half-closing his eyes, looking leisurely and contented, and he seemed to have never looked at me at all.

But there was a small wooden box on his hand. The box contained many small black and white stones, exactly the same as the one that fell beside me. I don’t know where Uncle Gu found this box. Maybe the small stone that fell to the ground was really a chess piece, but such an elegant thing became a tool for hitting people when Uncle Gu’s hands.

The sun slowly rose to the sky, and the scorching sun shone straight on my head, as if I was about to dry me, but in fact the result was completely the opposite. My body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and my whole body had been wet with sweat, especially on the ground below my head, a small pool of water stains had gathered. Although it was constantly evaporating under the direct sunlight, the sweat dripping from my head was constantly replenishing, which made the pool of water stains not only not dry, but instead tended to be bigger and bigger.

I never thought that there was so much water stored in my body, and I never thought that I had such great potential, and that I could bend down and stand for a whole morning under the scorching sun.

Maybe it was less than a morning, maybe only one or two hours, at this time my head was numb and I had completely lost the concept of time. All I was thinking about was to put my legs together and stretch them straight, and my fingers must touch the toes. As long as I didn't do anything, a small stone would appear beside me.

I don't know how many times I've been hit, but the ground around me is full of black or white stones.

Of course, these stones hit me first and then fell to the ground. They were all hit in the same position, on the inner thighs on both sides of the left and right sides, and the knees slightly upward. This should be the legendary acupoints, so every time I hit it, I would feel acupuncture-like pain, just like someone was holding a long steel needle into the flesh. The taste was indescribable, but the effect was also very obvious. After hitting it, the numb head would immediately become clearer, and the deformed movement would be adjusted immediately.

But I am so big, can't you fight in another place? And after hitting so many times, there was no one missed. Do you know that your family was so sure?

I don’t know how many drops of sweat fell on my forehead and how many stones were hit on my legs. Anyway, I put this place for more than 100 pounds. You can chop whatever you want.

Inspired by the spirit of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, I finally made it to lunch time. I seriously suspected that Uncle Gu stopped training because the bullets had been exhausted and the box at hand was empty.

But I don’t know whether this is the case, because at this time I was so tired that I didn’t even have the strength to look up. When Uncle Gu said this, I collapsed softly on the iron rod under me, unable to move. It looked like a piece of clothing was put on the iron rod. Fortunately, the iron rod was thick enough and the support below was strong enough, and I didn’t crush it. I guess this situation was fully considered when it was made.

I really want to curse the people who make this thing, but I swallowed it back when I say it. It’s nothing more than Uncle Gu, the old man and Combo. They do it for me. If you want to learn skills, you have to endure hardships. Occasionally, a few small complaints can divert attention, and can also help your psychological balance and encourage them. But if you are too much, you must not say it, and in my heart, I am actually very grateful to them.

The steps from the yard to the dining room were carried by Uncle Gu. Although I felt embarrassed, I had no choice. I couldn't even walk half a step now. If I climbed back, I would probably have passed even dinner time.

Although I consumed countless physical strength in the whole morning, I had no appetite due to extreme fatigue. I felt my upper and lower eyelids go straight together. If I hadn't been pushed by Comber a few times, I would have fallen asleep directly at the dining table.

At this time, Uncle Gu said something that made me extremely excited. I could actually rest in the afternoon. I felt that this was the most beautiful sentence I had heard since I was a child, and I became much more awake in an instant.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!