Demon Lord became my apprentice

He said that if you want to learn Kung Fu, you should learn Kung Fu. After dinner, Cong Yi actively set up a posture in the yard.

"Master, I'm ready, let the horse come here."

Cong Rong knows that with Cong Yi's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to be bullied by others, but there is a contingency in everything, and learning a little kung fu to defend oneself will always be prepared.But seeing him so active, I couldn't help worrying that he would become interested in the way of practice.

After weighing it over and over again, Cong Rong decided to let him lay a solid foundation first, and then teach him a few simple moves.Maybe at that time, without his deliberately embarrassing, boring, and arduous basic skills, it will be enough to make him gradually lose interest. After all, children's preferences are always 3 minutes hot.

"Before you start, you have to stand for three years. Today, let's start by learning the horse stance." Cong Rong walked up to Cong Yi, stood face to face with him, and showed him, "Separate your feet, slightly wider than your shoulders, and hold your hands together." Put your fists on your sides, keep your upper body upright, move your center of gravity down, and gradually squat deeply."

Cong Yi's attitude is very serious, he has learned well, Cong Rong is very satisfied in his heart, but he can't show it on the surface.

"Hold on to the hour of half a stick of incense first." After finishing speaking, Cong Rong stood up first, went to the side of the rattan rocking chair and lay down, half-closed his eyes, bathed in the warm orange sunset, very comfortable.

Cong Rong pointed out: "Close your chest and pull your back, pay attention to breathing with your abdomen."

Cong followed suit one by one.

Cong Rong explained: "Zama step can effectively enhance the strength of the legs and maintain the stability of the lower body. When fighting against others, it is not easy to be knocked down. Proper training can also improve the body's response ability."

Cong Yi listened very carefully.

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Seeing Cong Yi's small figure striding forward, he had an indescribably cute look, which was quite different from his usual young and mature appearance, Cong Rong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.After being together for three years, it was only at this moment that Cong Rong truly realized what it was like to be a master. If you put in all your energy, you will unconsciously have expectations. In terms of mentality, it is completely different from just taking care of his daily necessities.

The horse stance is not easy, and ordinary people will feel sore and weak in the waist and legs when they stand for a while, and even their legs tremble, but Cong Yi seems to be quite comfortable.If people who don't know see it, they will either mistakenly think that Zamabu is easy, or mistakenly think that Cong Yi's skill is profound.

Because of Cong Rong's status as neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, he was seldom praised by others since he was a child, but his talent is definitely considered top-notch among the children of all aristocratic families, but compared with his own little apprentice, he is still a little behind. cut.

"It's really a talent!" Cong Rong couldn't help feeling the talent of his little apprentice again in his heart.

The time for half a stick of incense is coming soon, even though Cong Yi is very talented, the practice of martial arts has to be done step by step.Cong Rong waved at him and said, "Okay, it's almost time, come and have a rest."

"En." Cong Yi relaxed his momentum, and came to Cong Rong in three steps at a time.

Cong Rong sat up from the rocking chair, picked up the teapot beside him, and poured him a cup of hot tea.Cong took the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Master, what do you think of my horse stance just now?"

Cong Rong looked at the pulsating light in his clear eyes, and pretended to be profound and replied: "Barely make do, still need to work hard."

"Oh." Cong Yi replied in a low spirited voice.

"Why, disappointed?" Cong Rong put on a serious expression, knowingly asked.But there is another scene in my heart: I am disappointed a few times, then I will give up after a while.

"There's nothing to be disappointed about. Originally, I didn't expect to become number one in the world by Zhamabu." Cong Yi said indifferently, as if the momentary loss just now was just Cong Rong's illusion.

"That's good." Cong Rong reassured in a dignified manner, but said in his heart: "You just have to be stubborn."

Cong Yi seemed to really not care at all, he put down his teacup and offered to propose: "Master, let me rock the rocking chair for you."

Tsk, quite filial piety.Cong Rong lay down with peace of mind, and lazily melted into the rocking chair. A sense of drowsiness hit him, and he closed his eyes, resting his mind leisurely.

Cong walked around behind Cong Rong, and the moment he turned around, a cunning flashed in his eyes.I saw him holding the back of the rocking chair with both hands, mobilizing all the strength in his body, and shaking the rocking chair violently like a gust of wind and rain.

Just as Cong Rong emptied his head, the sudden violent shaking made him dizzy for a while.He held his forehead and called out urgently, "Stop, stop!"

Cong Yi deliberately played tricks, put more effort into his hands, and asked back: "Ah, does the master think that I am shaking too fast? Don't worry, I will slow down."

Cong Rong could tell that this little guy was taking revenge on him.Cong Rong was dizzy from being shaken, he sat up quickly, propped his two long legs on the ground, pressed the armrests with both hands, and forced the rocking chair to stop.

Without waiting for Master Cong Rongxing to question him, Cong Yi preemptively said: "The stability of the master's lower body seems to be average, I have been shaking it for a long time before the master stopped the rocking chair."

Cong Rong choked, and said in his heart: "If it wasn't for the fact that you are my apprentice, I would have thrown you out a long time ago."

Cong Yi ignored his white eyes, and continued: "Master said, as a teacher, you should lead by example. Since Master taught me how to do horse riding, you should practice with me. What's more, Master's skills are unfamiliar. It's going to be old hands and old legs soon."

Unfamiliar with skills?Old arms and old legs?He is a cultivator who is only a few months away from reaching the weak crown year, but he is said to have old arms and legs? !

Cong Rong was really very angry, turned around to look at Cong Yi, and protested solemnly: "Your master respects setting an example, so may I ask, what did he teach you in class today?"

"The Three Character Classic." Cong Yi replied truthfully.

Cong Rong said angrily, "Then he led you to read it twice, and then let you learn it by yourself?"

Cong shook his head sincerely, and said, "No, Master led us to recite the "Three Character Classic" over and over until school ended."

Cong Rong didn't believe it, this was simply bullying him for not being in a human school.

Cong Yi knew that he didn't believe it, so he said bluntly: "If Master doesn't believe it, you can go to the school with me tomorrow. The attitude of Master's lectures is not correct. I personally think it is very necessary to learn from Master."

"..." Cong Rong grew up so big, he never expected that there would be apprentices in this world who would teach their masters to have a bad attitude.

Cong Rong had an unbelievable expression on his face, Cong pretended he didn't see it, after all, he stretched out his hand to pull his wrist, with a serious look, he was even more like a master than Cong Rong, "If you have enough rest, continue to practice."

Cong Rong, who has always been doing nothing but doing nothing, was severely educated by his little apprentice. Before he could accept the incredible contrast, Cong Yi had already pulled him to the center of the yard, stretched out his feet and kicked the insides of his feet, Forcibly opened his legs.

The author has something to say: I have to work overtime tomorrow and cry.