I add points to my martial arts in the real world

Chapter 44 August

“Since then, I’ve discovered that I can already make my own choices, so all the people I’m dating later are scared of me, and I’m getting more and more aggressive.

I also started to escape from here. I was very happy at first. I thought I would never practice this damn leg again, but I was afraid that I would be defeated by other blind dates and that I would lose this rare freedom, so I Keep practicing.

But slowly I discovered that I couldn’t do without practicing Qigong. If I didn’t kick my legs for a day, I would feel uncomfortable all over and I didn’t know how to position my feet. It turns out that these things have been engraved in my bones. Slowly I'm not so resistant anymore.

A few days ago, I saw that my grandfather's back was no longer so straight, and I realized that my grandfather was old, and I could no longer be so willful. "

Gong Yan had already taken off the lead stilts, threw them aside with a flick of her hand, sniffed, slumped on the chair, looked at the sky, and expressed relief.

"Let's go and see other places."

Gong Yan smiled again, but her eyes were slightly red, but her whole person was no longer as cold as when they first met, and was much softer.

"Ah."

Qian Dong did not comfort or express his opinion. He had not experienced this personally and had no right to speak. He just followed behind him silently and walked towards the woods nearby.

At a corner by the side door, an old man had been standing there for a long time. Gong Yan's voice was not deliberately lowered in the conversation just now. He heard everything.

"Hey... Yanyan is suffering. It's grandpa's fault. It's grandpa's fault..."

The old man murmured, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. It was Mr. Gong. He wanted to come and see how the two of them were getting along, so he found an excuse to sneak out and eavesdrop. He happened to hear Gong Yan's monologue. At this time, his head that had been raised quietly lowered, and his whole person looked much older again.

"This is where I usually practice my kicking skills. This is also a kind of basic skills."

Gong Yan took Qian Dong to several big trees. There were some ropes hanging between the big trees, and some cans or iron rings tied to the ropes.

"How to practice this?"

Qian Dong looked at this place, it looked more like a shooting range than a place for leg training.

"This is very simple, just kick it."

Gong Yan walked under a row of ropes hanging a row of small clay pots. The pots the size of heads were hung on the rope. The height was probably slightly higher than Qian Dong's head. Gong Yan walked over and banged He kicked the hanging pots to pieces with one kick, which seemed to be unsatisfying, and then kicked several pots on the side to pieces. The action was very casual.

"I like playing this game the most. It feels very stress-relieving. Do you want to try it?"

After kicking, Gong Yan walked over to Qian Dong and pushed the hair behind her ears with her hands. A rare smile appeared on her face again. She pointed at the remaining clay pot and asked Qian Dong if he wanted to try it. .

"Hehe, hehe... No, no, I'm not stressed. I don't need to relieve myself."

Qian Dong looked at the height, then looked down at his legs with normal proportions. He gave up the idea of ​​trying, and could only wave his hands in rejection with an embarrassed smile.

"Come here, this ring is made of iron. We only need to kick the ping pong ball hanging in the middle with our feet without touching the iron ring."

Seeing Qian Dong's refusal, she pointed to the various iron rings on one side again. The iron rings were not completely vertical, but were hung by one or three ropes in various directions, some vertically, some horizontally, and some They are tilted, with a ping pong ball in the middle.

<divclass="contentadv"> After Gong Yan finished speaking, she walked a few steps quickly, kicked out her left and right feet alternately, either forward or diagonally, and even finally stood still and kicked her left leg out from behind. , his body bent his legs to an astonishing degree, and he kicked the table tennis ball in the hoop above his head, completing a set of moves in one go.

Qian Dong imagined that these hoops were heads, and the table tennis balls were temples, chins, eyes, and throats. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. This was the so-called layman watching the fun, and the expert watching the door.

"Awesome, awesome. Speaking of which, it was a bit of a fluke that I won today."

These are Qian Dong’s true words. Gong Yan’s kicking skills are really astonishingly lethal. It took ten or twenty years of daily practice to achieve her current achievements. He sincerely admires her. If it were him, if Without Goldfinger, he really might not be able to persevere.

"If you win, you win. Let's go. It's almost done."

Gong Yan seemed to feel a lot more relaxed after those few kicks she just kicked. She waved her hand and walked side by side towards the house with Qian Dong.

"Is this how you practice?"

While walking on the road, Gong Yan asked casually. In her opinion, all people who practice martial arts should come here like this.

"Haha, almost, almost."

Qian Dong was a little embarrassed. He couldn't just say that he could improve after practicing a few times. He used to think that he worked very hard, but now he realized that what he practiced before was almost like playing.

"Then when did you start practicing martial arts? I started when I was 15 years old. It was quite easy at the beginning, just practicing casually. At that time, I was happy because I didn't have to do homework. Haha, grandpa said that my body didn't grow up when I was too young. , that time is not suitable for martial arts training.”

Gong Yan seemed to be thinking of the relaxed time when she was a child, and the smile on her face became even brighter. She found that Qian Dong was not outstanding in appearance, figure, or family background except for his skills, but he had a purity about him that no one else had.

When he looked at her, he just looked at her. Even when he looked at her for the first time, he did not shy away from looking at her. He looked at her openly, without evading his eyes or looking at her in a lewd way.

The martial arts competition was also very pure. It was a pure martial arts competition. She did not restrain her hands because she was a woman, but purely treated him as a test object.

Listening to her talk about the hardships of practicing martial arts, she was just listening without sympathy or comfort. She was just a pure listener. This was also the reason why she was able to confide in Qian Dong with ease, because subconsciously she felt that Qian Dong was pure.

"Um, it started in August."

Qian Dong was a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect to be asked a question suddenly.

"August? August when I was fifteen? I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly, but I think it was July, because I remember I was on summer vacation at that time."

Gong Yan hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter yet. The smile on her face became even brighter, and the eyes she looked at Qian Dong became softer. It was the kind of happiness that she felt because she just found a friend, but then found out that this friend was also a close friend. .

"Um...it started in August this year."

Qian Dong continued to walk forward. After speaking, he felt something was wrong. He found that Gong Yan was standing there, the smile on her face had disappeared, her eyes were staring at him, the heel of her right foot was slightly raised, and her toes were rubbing against the ground. This was He looks like he's about to take action.