Chapter 1 Stealing Learning

In the early morning, the sun hangs in the sky. The scorching sun desperately sprinkled on every inch of the earth, making Chu Yuancheng as hot as if it were in a stove.

Chu Yuancheng has been popular in martial arts for countless years, so the Chu family of martial arts has naturally become the head of Chu Yuancheng. In a luxurious courtyard, occasionally a few breezes float through, bringing silky coolness to this hot courtyard.

But as soon as these wis of winds came to the playground of the courtyard, they were choked. At this time, there were 180 people doing morning exercises on the playground of the courtyard. They ** their upper body, and the hot sun reflected a faint black light on their dark skin, but no matter how strong the sun was, they didn't realize it. , still fast punching, kicking, accompanied by the sound of "ha ha" neatly.

The loud sound of "haha" almost spread throughout the courtyard. At this time, in a room to the west of the courtyard, a young man in white was sitting on the table and looking at something, listening to the incoming sound.

The teenager frowned and was sometimes delighted, as if some problem had been solved by him, and then the teenager gently took the paper on the desk and drew it.

Finally, the teenager raised his head and showed a beautiful face, but this face was more rosy than ordinary people, as if he had just climbed out of the hot spring pool.

He exhaled gently, and suddenly a naughty wind slipped in the door that had never been closed, blowing up the paper drawn by the teenager and scattered it in the room.

The teenager was not angry at all. He just got up and picked up the paper and carried it twice. The whole movement was like a lady, delicate and gentle, not like what a teenager did.

He looked at the pattern on the paper and smiled, "Jiugong, hey hey, it's not hard for me!"

After saying this sentence in his heart, the teenager threw the paper into the trash can. It seemed that these things were not important to him at all, but when he picked them up, he treated them like children, which was really puzzling.

The sound of "haha" outside is still loud. The teenager stepped up and praised the threshold and walked impatiently. Looking at the direction of leaving, it seemed to be the martial arts arena.

He looked at the people who practiced martial arts desperately in the sun, and there was an inexplicable color in his originally calm eyes, with loss, envy, jealousy, and more helplessness.

After standing for a while, the teenager ignored them. He walked to the east side of the martial arts practice. Occasionally, a subordinate greeted him. The teenager just smiled, just like a knowledgeable scholar. His gentle manners made people want to get close to him.

There is a separate house on the east side of the martial arts practice field. Don't underestimate this house independent behind the rockery. This house is the practice room of the contemporary owner of the Chu family, who is also the city owner of Chu Yuancheng.

A hundred meters away from the house is a change of the original image. I walked up on tiptoe and went straight to one direction of the rockery. Seeing that proficiency is definitely a habit.

When the teenager came to a corner of the rockery, he could just see the scene in the room. At this time, a tall middle-aged man was practicing his basic fists and feet. His fists were like the wind, and his movements were flowing. The original most basic skills also became pleasing to the eyes in his hands.

He knew that his father was practicing the basic skills of the Chu family, the basic thirteen styles of Chu. He had been familiar with these teenagers for a long time, but for some reason, he...

Suddenly, the teenager's eyes lit up, "Dad, the moves practiced today seem to be different from before?" The teenager thought to him.

In the room, the middle-aged man Chu Hong changed his original move and hugged his arms as if he were wrapped in boundless strength. Even his arms trembled a little. Then he bent down and seemed to be unable to withstand the strong force and bent down. At the same time, Chu Hong's eyes also became a little gray.

The teenager's eyes widened. What kind of kung fu is this? Even the powerful messy father in his heart had some laborious ability to unfold.

Just when he was a little distracted, he suddenly roared and woke up the teenager. He quickly looked at it.

I saw Chu Hong's fierceness, and the originally curved waist suddenly stood up straight as the benchmark, with both hands in the sky.

This...

The teenager was shocked because he felt that what he saw was no longer a person, but the pillar that supported heaven and earth.

The next change directly made the teenager almost fall from the rockery, because his father knocked down the palm of Qingtian's hands, "Boom!"

A big earthy print was firmly printed on the floor of the room. He felt that if this palm hit a person, he was afraid that even a nine-level warrior would turn into mud.

But strangely, such a powerful palm hit the floor of the house, as if it had hit the void, and did not turn the house into imaginary ruins.

Chu Hong's face turned red, and there was excitement and joy in his dark eyes. Take a breath and slowly close your palm.

If you look closely, you will find that there are some small cracks in the original bright floor. Don't doubt the power of this palm. You should know that this house is a martial saint-level figure known as the king of the Chu family. It can crack the house that has been supported by the holy power to see how powerful this palm is.

The teenager came to his senses and left the rockery unconsciously while his father was adjusting his breath with a lighter movement than when he came.

In the west room, the teenager covered his violently agitated chest, and his mind was full of the overwhelming palm. He quickly took a few sips of water before he gradually calmed down.

The teenager calmed down and recalled his father's action just now. He suddenly felt that the move was very simple, that is, holding, lifting and smashing. There were no other fancy movements, isn't it? The teenager couldn't believe it. Did his father enter the holy level?

On the fighting continent, only holy warriors can use qi. This qi is not air, but through sensing elements, they can understand this element and communicate with it, so that they can use this element to carry out powerful attacks, and once they understand this element, Then people will understand some of the ways of heaven and earth, and then Shouyuan will also increase.

Chu Yang, who was born in a martial arts family, naturally knew this. When he thought of the palm of returning to nature, he naturally thought of Qi, powerful Qi.

"It turns out that the wonderful use of this palm is to use the change of Qi." Chu Yang carefully sorted out his thoughts and recalled his father's vomiting at that time. The change of breath gradually seemed to understand, but he had no clue at all. In desperation, the teenager simply got up and went out.

The teenager thought not to think about that palm again, but his mind did not seem to listen to his call. His mind was full of the shadow of that palm, and what frightened the teenager more was that his body began to heat up. This phenomenon was definitely a great disaster for him. With such gentleness, his behavior seems to be gentle. That's not his original wish. He also wants to practice martial arts like the people on the playground, but because his body will be hot enough to burn the sleeping bed to ashes when he practices martial arts or violent movements, and he is more like a red iron block, which is extremely painful.

Chu Yang was scared. He remembered that he had it once ten years ago, which was caused by him inadvertently reading Uncle Xu's Lie * method. After that, his father banned him from practicing martial arts and asked him to learn something else according to his interest. Chu Yang, who was helpless, became interested in art and began to study martial arts.

The heat in his body is getting bigger and bigger. It seems that he wants to squeeze all the water off his body, and there is a trace of heat on his head. Chu Yang only feels like a boundless fire ramping in his meridians and burning his life. He wants to shout, but his throat seems to be broken. There is no feeling at all. He wants to find his father, but But the feet seem to have turned to ashes and are gone.

Suddenly, two thick lines of fire spewed out of his eyes. It was not the gas of the fire element, but the real flame, because the green willow shot by the two lines of fire instantly turned into flying ash.

He looked at it in disbelief, and then his head lighted and knew nothing.

In a room, there were two people standing at this time, one is Chu Hong, Chu Yang's father, and the other is a gray-haired 50-year-old man with a heroic face.

"Brother Xu, the child seems to be the same as the one ten years ago?" Chu Hong said to the 50-year-old with some worry.

The old man stroked his beard and looked at Chu Yang, who was sitting in the big water tank, and said helplessly, "The human body has two yin and yang. At five minutes, the most mediocre body is the most mediocre body. One more yang, and one point less is yin. Nine is respected. Nine Yang and Jiuyin bodies are all excellent systems that have been rare in ten thousand years, but the system of Chu Yang's nephew is like It's a little too much."

Chu Yang nodded secretly and looked at his son. In fact, he also found that although the fire in his son's body was not strong, it was pure. Now after listening to Xu Mingyi, he affirmed his opinion, "Brother Xu said that children are the body of Shiyang?"

Xu Ming nodded and shook his head again.

Chu Hong wondered, "What does Brother Xu mean?"

Xu Ming looked at Chu Hong and sighed and said, "Brother Chu, to tell you the truth, according to my classic records of the Fire Gate, the body of Shiyang has not been gone since ancient times, but those people died only ten years after birth, but this year, if my little nephew is correct, he should have been 16 years old, right?"

Chu Hong hurriedly said, "Exactly"

"Well" Xu Ming nodded and continued, "If the little nephew was the body of Shiyang, he should have left six years ago, but if it hadn't been for the body of Shiyang, how could such a thing happen? This guy is really embarrassed and difficult to come to a conclusion."

Chu Hong also looked helpless. Although he controlled the life of the whole city, he could not control the life of this youngest son. It's really...

"But?" Xu Ming's eyes lit up, as if there was a way, and then shook his head again.

"Brother Xu, but it doesn't matter!" Chu Hong saw Xu Ming's concerns and said.

"If things are respected by nine, we will treat our little nephew as the body of ten yang, but we must cast a yin into its body to ease the attack of ten yangs, so that the little nephew's future achievements are unlimited." Xu Ming said slowly.

"I don't know what to cast the yin system?" Chu Hong asked quickly

"Alas! Brother Chu, if this thing is called, which sect of the Tenyang people of the previous generation will give up? I'm afraid that the whole continent can't find two pieces of this thing. Xu Ming sighed and said helplessly.

Chu Hong still didn't give up and still asked, "Brother Xu, what is this?"

Xu Ming looked at this acquaintance and said, "The Essence of Xuanbing"

"What!" Chu Hong took a deep breath and was extremely shocked.

"Ha ha" Xu Ming smiled bitterly and didn't say much.