Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

"Okay, we won't be away for long this time, don't worry!"

Zhou Tian walked forward, put his arms around his wife's shoulders and said.

"Ok!"

Her husband has already said so, and this is also a national mission, so there is nothing she can do even if she is reluctant.

At night, perhaps because they were about to separate again, neither of them slept. It was not until dawn that Shen Yulin fell into a deep sleep.

Compared to Shen Yulin who was tired after a night of work, Zhou Tian seemed very energetic. He bent down and kissed his wife on the face, then got up, put on his clothes and opened the door.

Just as he closed the door, he heard a burst of humming and hawing sounds coming from the backyard.

Zhou Tian was stunned: "Are these little guys so self-aware?"

He remembered that in the past, when they were practicing martial arts every day, they would hide if they could, and even if they couldn't hide, they would not be so self-conscious. Could it be that these little guys were stimulated by something?

With doubt in his heart, he walked towards the backyard.

When he walked through the backyard door, he saw eight little guys practicing Xingyiquan seriously. Although each move seemed very immature to him, they had shown initial proficiency.

Especially the three leaders Zhou Zhinan, Zhou Zhiyi and Zhou Zhiqiu, their punching power and moves are not much worse than when they first arrived at the steel mill as apprentices.

Zhou Tian's arrival did not seem to affect the little guys' boxing practice. After they finished a set of Xingyiquan, Zhou Zhinan, Zhou Zhiyi and the other two ran to him, their little faces full of pride.

"Dad, how is our Xingyiquan practice going?"

Zhou Tian looked at the little guys, all of whom were about to praise him, and suddenly a sense of evil interest rose in his heart. He reached out and touched their heads and said, "Not bad, but still not great?"

"Dad, you are talking nonsense. Grandpa has already said that even you, Dad, were not as good as us when you were our age!"

Zhou Zhiyi retorted somewhat unhappily.

"Yes, Dad, you said that adults can't lie!"

Zhou Zhinan followed closely behind.

"Alright, alright! I told you guys you're not that good? You're still not convinced. Well, let me show you guys, and you can see!"

Hearing the rebuttal from his son and daughter, Zhou Tian was stunned for a moment, and his old face turned dark. He never expected that it was the old man who betrayed him, but he still insisted.

Having said that, he stood in the middle of the yard under the gaze of his children. Perhaps when he first left his hometown to work as an apprentice in the steel rolling mill, his Xingyiquan was not as good as Sanxiao's, but since he obtained the space, coupled with the virtual space in his mind, his level of Chinese martial arts has risen sharply.

Although he had not practiced hard in the past few years, he had already found his own way in the realm of Chinese martial arts. The only drawback was that he knew very little about other Chinese martial arts and had no experience to draw on to form his own Chinese martial arts system.

But in terms of realm, he can be considered to be at the top of Chinese martial arts.

As Zhou Tian's Xingyiquan unfolded, the eight children instantly felt an extremely strong breath emanating from their father's body. The aura was so strong that they all took a few steps back, which made them look at Zhou Tian intently.

After all, after so many years of training, they are no longer the ignorant novices they used to be. They know very well what it means for a martial arts master to emit such an aura.

As they watched, Zhou Tian suddenly moved, his feet rooted in the ground like pine trees, steady and firm. His eyes were calm but sharp, and his right fist chopped out as fast as lightning, with a whistling fist wind, just like a giant axe that could split the sky and break through anything.

The arm muscles are tense and the left foot steps forward with light and agile movements, like flowing clouds and water.

The left fist is thrown out smoothly, and at the moment of reaching the apex, the force stops abruptly, and then quickly withdraws, as gentle as the spring breeze blowing over the willows. Between the advance and retreat, the hardness and softness are transformed seamlessly, showing the beauty of the combination of movement and stillness of Xingyiquan.

Each move and each posture seems very harmonious, as if there is an inexplicable connection between man and nature.

In his hands, the twelve forms of Xingyiquan seemed to have become less fierce, and the movements seemed to have become a whole. No matter whether it was the cannon fist or the five elements fist, they seemed to have become a gentle breeze.

One can't feel any murderous intent in it at all, instead it looks graceful and elegant.

The eight children all had bright eyes when they saw this, especially Zhou Zhiyi, whose little eyes were filled with an expression of great surprise.

After Zhou Tian finished his training, Zhou Zhiyi immediately ran over, took Zhou Tian's hand and said coquettishly: "Dad, why is your Xingyiquan different from ours? I want to learn it. I want to learn this Xingyiquan!"

"You little girl, you want to learn without knowing anything. You should know that my Xingyiquan is exactly the same as yours. The reason why it is different from what you practice is because you haven't practiced it to the right level yet!"

When Zhou Tian heard his daughter's words, he couldn't help but rub her head. However, seeing that she was still unconvinced, he could only tell the truth.

"Let's talk about it when you have reached the state of Hua Jin in Chinese martial arts!"

"Hua Jin?"

Upon hearing this, the three children of Zhou Zhinan were all stunned. What kind of realm is Hua Jin? As people who practiced martial arts, they naturally knew about it from their grandfather. In their impression, anyone who can reach Hua Jin is a master of his generation. Now they heard their father say that only by reaching Hua Jin can Xingyiquan be practiced to that level. Doesn't it mean that their father is already a master of Hua Jin?

Zhou Tian didn't think much about what Sanxiao was thinking. He then pointed out the shortcomings of the Xingyiquan that Baxiao had just practiced, and then turned and left the backyard.

"Chief!"

Just as he walked to the third courtyard, the Chang Wen brothers walked in from outside.

"Are you in such a hurry?"

When he saw the two brothers, he knew it was time for him to set off. He originally thought that his superiors would let him rest for a few days, but he didn't expect that the mission was just issued yesterday and he had to set off today.

"Okay, I get it, let's go!"

Zhou Tian looked at the expressions of the two brothers, sighed, and followed them outside.

"Commander, don't you need to tell my wife?"

While walking on the road, Chang Wen couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"No need. Talking more will only make things more sad. Besides, I already told her last night, so don't bother her!"

Zhou Tian shook his head, but did not stop. The three of them walked out of the courtyard and saw the car that picked him up last night parked at the door. He turned around and looked at the courtyard again, then resolutely opened the door and got in.

After the three people got into the car, it quickly drove out of Qianmen Street and headed towards the train station.