I'm not a supporting character in Pokemon

Early October.

One afternoon in the martial arts hall, Duan Tianxing, who had disappeared for nearly a week, hurriedly entered the martial arts hall and brought a strange news.

"I found your great uncle."

Uncle Master...

Li Xiang didn't react for a while. It wasn't until Duan Yu and the others showed shocked expressions that they realized who Duan Tianxing was talking about.

Grandmaster Bo Yan Tianyin and Duan Tianxing are both of the same generation - the martial arts school used to rely on seniority, but now it's gone.

After all, the martial arts school has declined to this point.

"He opened a martial arts school in Sakurajima and renamed Bengquan Zhenxingliu Tongwu. He had more than 300 disciples under his command... He passed away three days ago."

Duan Tianxing said this, with neither sadness nor joy on his face.

According to him.

Twenty-seven years ago, Yan Tianyin, who was 28 years old at the time, entrusted the martial arts school to the 25-year-old Yan Tianyin and traveled to various parts of the Xia in search of the capital of martial arts.

But what is ridiculous is that Yan Tianyin was attacked by an unknown elf in the wild and lost his memory. He even forgot his own name.

The only thing that still remained in his mind was his long-cherished desire to carry forward Bengquan.

And even though I can't remember it vaguely, I can still use the Beng Fist very naturally when doing it, and the Spear Jue among the eight skills of Zhenxing.

Bengquan was deeply engraved into his bone marrow. Even though he no longer had the memory of the past, he could still blow his breath subconsciously, step forward to punch, hit sideways, step up and elbow...

After a complete set, it flows smoothly and has already formed muscle memory, subconscious mind, and even common sense.

With amnesia, he was penniless and had no other knowledge. He could only rely on his boxing skills to earn a living in some sewers.

Fortunately, after many twists and turns, he met his wife, and with her help, he came to Sakurajima, which was full of martial arts spirit at that time. Fortunately, he was appreciated by his father-in-law.

Zhenxingliu Tongwu came into being.

With the help of his father-in-law, he truly took root in Sakurajima. It took him more than 20 years to successfully occupy a certain position in Sakurajima.

In its heyday, Zhenxingliu had as many as five thousand disciples.

If it weren't for the fact that young people in recent years have lost interest in martial arts and developed in other industries, Zhen Xingliu's reputation could be even greater.

The reason why Yan Tianyin hasn't contacted Duan Tianxing for so many years is because he really can't remember that he still has a junior brother who stays in the martial arts hall, waiting for him to bring good news.

Having lost his memory, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually had no intention of pursuing the past, but instead taught Sakurajima the Star-Suppressing Style.

Until two years ago.

Yan Tianyin was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer. Coupled with the accidental injuries he suffered when he was young, there is no cure for him. A healing elf with magical powers can also suppress the spread of cancer cells.

Yan Tianyin, who was dying soon, finally began to wonder about his origins and asked his disciples to find his past.

Finally, last month, I found a Zhenxing martial arts gym in Qingcheng, Yuzhou that not many people knew about.

And Duan Tianxing, who has frosty white temples and has entered the stage of knowing his destiny.

After many days of walking around, Duan Tianxing decided to go to Sakurajima to see his senior brother for the last time.

to be honest.

Duan Tianxing almost didn't recognize Yan Tianyin after not seeing each other for nearly thirty years.

The changes are just too great.

After Yan Tianyin saw Duan Tianxing, he felt like he was enlightened. Memories emerged in his mind. First he blushed, and finally his eyes turned red.

——The light comes back.

Regardless of the obstruction of his family, after talking with Duan Tianxing all night long, the great uncle finally got up to eat something, drank some tea, teased his grandson and granddaughter, and met all the disciples.

then.

Facing the direction of his hometown - Qingcheng, he sat cross-legged and practiced the method of nourishing his mind as he did when he was a child.

Passed away with a smile.

Duan Tianxing stood in front of the coffin and, with the acquiescence of Yan Tianyin's son, mourned for him for a day.

The next day I got on a plane back to Qingcheng.

above.

This is what Duan Tianxing experienced after leaving home.

"Master uncle...still haven't returned to Qingcheng?"

Lu Chengfeng's expression was very complicated.

The people of the Xia Dynasty, like those in previous lives, pay attention to the burial of peace and the soul returning to their hometown. According to custom, Yan Tianyin's body should be sent back to Qingcheng.

Duan Tianxing didn't speak, appearing calm on the surface, but in fact he was still immersed in the conversation with Yan Tianyin.

The older he gets, the softer his heart becomes. Yan Tianyin originally had the idea of ​​being cremated after his death and buried in Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall.

But he couldn't defeat his wife, so she finally stayed in Sakurajima and was buried in the same grave with him in the future.

All Duan Tianxing can do is to set up a plaque for him and place it in the ancestral hall to enjoy the incense of the descendants of the martial arts school.

Wang Dong opened his mouth and wanted to say something but gave up.

Duan Yu looked at Duan Tianxing, then at the three people around him, and said: "Master... master, does Sakurajima's Zhenxing flow count as our Zhenxing lineage?"

"Calculate."

Duan Tianxing said without hesitation, then paused, "But not completely."

Zhenxing has eight skills, Yan Tianyin only learned the double skills, and then left the boxing skills and gun skills.

Only Duan Tianxing has learned them all and now knows a little bit of everything.

"Then over there..."

"The Zhenxing Ryu Association will be inherited by his son-in-law and continue to develop in Sakurajima." Duan Tianxing considered Duan Yu's words, glanced at the four people, and said: "Both sides are Bengquan authentic sects."

Duan Yu bit his lip, but in the end he couldn't say such nonsense as asking someone from Sakurajima to inherit the martial arts school.

If you say anything, you're looking for a fight.

But he also knew very well that the seven disciples in the martial arts gym each had their own pursuits and were not interested in the martial arts gym itself.

After talking about his experience over the past week, Duan Tianxing waved his hand, dispersed the people, and silently walked to the backyard.

Depending on his condition, he might be autistic for a few days.

But just when Li Xiang looked deep in thought and subconsciously started to drive the wooden dummy, Duan Tianxing, who was halfway out, suddenly called him over.

…

backyard.

Duan Tianxing took Li Xiang to a room.

The former sat down, and the latter took the initiative to lift the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of tea.

"What you just cooked is still hot. Please drink it slowly."

Li Xiang said softly.

Duan Tianxing raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then picked up the tea cup and took a sip, as if thinking about something.

Li Xiang stood aside, not knowing what Duan Tianxing asked him to do. After waiting for ten seconds, he asked: "Master?"

"...How long have you been coming to the martial arts gym?"

"Almost sixteen months."

Li Xiang did the math, and it should be sixteen months.

Duan Tianxing put down his teacup, "It's been sixteen months, what have you gained?"

Standard master sentence pattern.

Li Xiang talked about his gains with an extremely calm expression, without saying anything high-sounding, and Duan Tianxing didn't like to hear it either.

I spoke for about three minutes before I was finished.

Duan Tianxing nodded, noncommittal, and after a while asked, "Do you know what I was thinking when you first started?"

Li Xiang shook his head honestly.

"I was thinking about something wrong and weird about you."

The old master said, "Even if Xu Zhenqiu hadn't come to me, I wouldn't have thought of accepting you."

Li Xiang's ability to come to Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts was an exchange of interests between Li Zhehan and Xu Dongran.

Li Zhehan brought something and someone back to Zhuxia, and Xu Dongran gave him a Riolu with unlimited potential and the qualification to enter Zhenxing Martial Arts School to become a direct disciple.

This is something Li Xiang knew in the first half of the year.

Duan Tianxing's words did not change his expression. The three-blind perception method was very effective.

"Good practice."

Duan Tianxing complimented casually, "But your martial arts talent is obviously not high, and you can see this yourself."

Li Xiang:"……"

After ruthlessly stabbing Li Xiang.

The old master continued: "Originally, I planned to let you practice boxing for three years first. Boxing can nourish and recognize people. You can understand what kind of person you are by looking at your Bengquan."

Is there such a thing?

Li Xiang remained silent, wondering how the martial arts in this world were so flashy.

"But when you started Beng Quan not long ago, I knew you didn't have to wait three years."

Duan Tianxing stopped talking at the most critical moment.

Li Xiang's heartbeat also began to accelerate.

What do you mean by stopping here?

Are you going to expel him from the school?

Do you think he is too stupid, or did you see something from his fists?

Unexpectedly, Duan Tianxing reached into his arms and took out a jade that was several circles larger than a coin.

"This is part of the piece of jade I got when I was young. I gave the other six pieces to your senior brothers and sisters. This is the last piece."

He put it on the table and pushed it towards Li Xiang, "It's yours."

"From today on, you are the direct disciple of Zhenxing Martial Arts School and also my closed disciple."

Co-author I used to be a temporary worker?

Li Xiang silently complained in his heart, but with a solemn expression on his face, he took the jade pendant and hung it on his chest. He stepped back respectfully and kowtowed to Duan Tianxing twice.

"Thank you, master."

"Get up."

Duan Tianxing called Li Xiang up and let out a long breath in his nose, "Tomorrow you have to choose one of the other seven arts among the eight arts as your second martial arts practice. Go back and think about it tonight, and tell me tomorrow. Go ahead. "

Li Xiang nodded, turned and left.

He didn't overestimate his ability and clamored that I wanted them all. Duan Tianxing said that he only knew a little bit of the eight skills, which was called Qian Ci.

Li Xiangzhen really only knows a little bit when he has finished learning the eight arts.

Return to the main hall.

The three of them put down their belongings and gathered around him, asking him what happened.

Without saying a word, Li Xiang took out the jade from his chest and showed it to them.

Duan Yu and others immediately understood and began to analyze with Li Xiang what Qi Jue should learn.

First of all, Duan Yu learned the stick, Lu Chengfeng learned the sword, and Wang Dong learned the axe.

Jiang Changrou learned swordsmanship, Qi Sunsun learned hooks, and Bai Ji learned spears.

There is only one halberd left that no one can learn.

It seemed as if it was reserved for Li Xiang on purpose.

"Third Senior Sister is such a genius, why don't you learn more?"

Li Xiang was very curious about this.

Duan Tianxing calls him a martial arts genius who is unique among ten thousand. It must not be difficult to learn the Eight Jue skills.

"Senior sister doesn't want to learn it herself."

Lu Chengfeng said: "She said she didn't want to be distracted until she could practice her sword to the point where she could kill people without killing people."

...Have I mistakenly fallen into some low-level martial arts world? It's like a martial arts novel where I kill people without killing them.

Li Xiang complained helplessly and waved his hand, "Anyway, I don't practice halberds, neither dual-wielding halberds nor two-handed halberds. I don't like big weapons."

"No one is forcing you." Duan Yu rolled his eyes and added, "Let's learn the stick with me. Your Riolu will come in handy in the future."

【Bone stick beating】.

It does seem to come in handy.

Li Xiang was a little moved, but Lu Chengfeng's voice intervened, "Don't listen to him, learn the sword from your senior brother. It's cool, agile and elegant, and the key is to be handsome! Besides, the elf can learn the stick alone!"

yes!

There is no need for trainers and elves to learn the same thing.

Li Xiang was shaken.

Wang Dong opened his mouth, but his ax was a large weapon and was passed at the very beginning. The boy with the Chinese character face couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved.

Duan Yu and Lu Chengfeng quarreled over which one was better, the stick or the sword.

There are even intentions of a fight.

Li Xiang looked at them and recalled the third senior sister Jiang Changrou.

"Okay, senior brothers, I've made my decision." He stopped the two of them, revealing his snow-white teeth under their inexplicably expectant gazes.

"I learn swordsmanship, a sword with a long blade and a short handle."