Wear it in the past

周日

In the spacious and bright martial arts hall, a group of hot-blooded teenagers and half-children are sweating profusely.

Gu is wearing loose and uniform bloomers, short sleeves, and the word "Wu" is printed on the back of the clothes.

The older ones are practicing punching and kicking with gloves on, while the younger children are practicing the basics in the gymnasium. Depending on the age group, different instructors will guide them.

Generally speaking, the students who need to be accompanied by training tend to be over the age of eighteen or nineteen. This age group has relatively a certain degree of familiarity with the teaching content of the martial arts school.

Children who practice martial arts appear to be much stronger than their peers.

In such a comparison, He Yige, who was wearing a protective gear and holding a soft target and stood opposite a student, looked like a little chick.

The student was not dissatisfied with the weak training partner he was assigned to, and he followed the coach's arrangement and practiced again and again.

At the beginning, I was afraid that I was too strong, so I kicked the skinny boy on the opposite side. After trying a few times, I found that the other party was very stable, so I let go of my hands and feet and practiced hard. I tried my best and practiced to the point where my body was winded up. I was completely immersed in the routine of raising my legs and punching.

Every teenager here is full of enthusiasm and seriousness, only a few older ones are chatting and practicing.

The back of He Yige's hand was reluctantly accepted because the other party didn't accept him last time and split the board.

It was chopped, but it also suffered some skin trauma, wrapped in cloth strips.It has to be said that no matter how resilient He Yige's soul is, no matter how hard he practices at night, he will not be able to fully assimilate with this fragile body in such a short period of time. It is impossible to make steel overnight.

He Yige also didn't show too eagerness, since he got sick last time, he changed some aggressive methods and practiced a lot softer.

The soft target on He Yisinger accurately followed the opponent's hit every time, which not only reduced the impact force, but also played a good protective role.

The busy weekend passes quickly.

Finish class on Monday afternoon.

Zou Ming, who seemed extremely depressed due to He Yige's changes recently, finally seized the opportunity to stop him.

He Yige put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform jacket, and walked unhurriedly between Zou Ming and Zhao Yang.

Came to an alley outside the school, arrived at the place, there were a few other classes who had a good time with Zou Ming, squatting aside, smoking cigarettes, as if they had been waiting.

The joy of Zou Ming and Zhao Yang set off He Yige's silence even more, and in their eyes, He Yige's silence at this time had long been regarded as timidity after being frightened by the momentum of the crowd.

Zou Ming was undoubtedly very satisfied with He Yige's reaction, and thought to himself, finally he looked good.

After all, everyone had a deep-rooted impression of He Yige being timid and fearful, and it was hard to change, even though He Yige had behaved differently from the beginning of school.

The more secluded places around each school are the gathering places for those students who are not peaceful after school. They smoke and chat here, bully their classmates, and what's more, they will blackmail and ask for property for entertainment.

This situation is quite common among students.

When he arrived at the location, Zhao Yang stopped pretending and pushed He Yige forward, obviously upset.

He Yige looked very obedient and took a step forward.

Several people stood in a position to surround He Yige in the middle, in case he escaped suddenly, and there were people standing at the only two exits.

Everyone had laughter and disdain on their faces, and their eyes were full of excitement that the show was about to start.

The weather is getting hotter, and the boy who loves to show off can't wait to take off his school uniform as soon as the school bell rang, revealing a variety of shirts, T-shirts, and sweaters in different colors.

Lip studs and ear studs shone in the setting sun, some had longer hair than girls, and two of them had their hair dyed purple and red respectively!

He Yige was slightly surprised by the novelty of these teenagers' outfits. In his eyes, how is the other party different from the monsters and ghosts that appeared in Journey to the West?

He Yige in school uniform was in stark contrast to the surrounding students in dazzling uniforms.

"It's really not easy to ask you to come out, it's not easy, why did I see you didn't come to school last time?" Zou Ming circled around He Yige, tsk-tsk non-stop.

Zou Ming said a few more insipid words, and He Yige responded to them all. Finally, Zou Ming couldn't pretend anymore, picked up He Yige's collar and pressed him against the wall.

"Did you take the wrong medicine this semester?!"

"..."

"I'm asking you something, why are you pretending to be dumb and deaf to me all day long? I think you really take yourself seriously."

The more He Yige ignored him, the more irritable Zou Ming became. Thinking back to the beginning, which sentence did the other party dare not listen to or ignore? !Not to mention the resistance like last time? !

But now?He figured it out!Ya don't take him seriously at all!

Zhao Yang looked at the two of them, threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground, and patted Zou Ming on the shoulder: "What nonsense, this kid just needs to be cleaned up!" After speaking, he raised his foot and kicked He Yige's stomach without hesitation.

He Yige, who had been unresponsive for a long time, subconsciously raised his hand to block it. This resisting action completely angered Zou Ming who was questioning him, and he stretched out his fist and directly hit He Yige's head!

He Yige, who was not afraid at first, paused suddenly when he raised his hand. This slight doubt prevented him from doing anything.

Stomach and jaw throbbing pain, bent up and slowly slid to sit on the ground.

Zou Ming looked at He Yige who was hugging his stomach because of the pain, and didn't understand why he suddenly stretched out his hand and looked down at his palm, because with his head down, he couldn't see the specific emotion.

In a situation where you are clearly at a disadvantage and are likely to be gang-beaten?daze?

Zou Ming glared at He Yige with a mentally ill look, and said to Zhao Yang in disbelief, "Is he an idiot?"

Several people around who had nothing to do with themselves expressed their interest one after another, and laughed and laughed: "Zou Ming, don't you make people stupid...haha"

He Yige looked at the palm, as if he wanted to see the inner structure clearly through the skin.

He can't feel a trace of inner strength...

I can't feel it at all.

Tried to raise my breath, but still no response.

"Huh~" He Yige was puzzled.

Hearing the voice, Zou Ming picked up He Yige's collar irritably again: "What's wrong with you?"

Without internal strength, how could He Yige have the spare time to deal with these little bastards.

Although he lost his internal strength, he still remembered all the acupuncture points and some ingenious tricks in his body.

Raising his hand, he tapped the tendons on Zou Ming's wrist with his fingers.

Zou Ming was caught off guard, cried out in pain, and quickly withdrew his hand, not knowing what happened.

From the unclear expression, it can be seen that he didn't think of He Yige's action at all.

Seeing that he withdrew his hand and didn't bother to say anything, He Yige turned around and walked out of the alley, lowering his head and continuing to study his palm while walking, looking serious as if he was looking at some treasure.

Zhao Yang stepped forward and wanted to stop He Yige from running away, but before he got close to the opponent's body, two stones hit his knee with a "swish", his legs softened, and he fell to his knees with a thump, his face was distorted from the pain , the few partners next to him subconsciously wanted to surround him to help.

He Yige walked fast, before the few people around could react, they disappeared after a while.

"What's the matter with you two!"

"You two are playing with cramps before people clean up?"

He Yi's singing skills were already fast, he swayed a few tricks, and when he hit his heel, the stone flew out, no one could see clearly, so it can't be blamed for their poor eyesight, they don't know what happened.

Zhao Yang was pulled up and looked at Zou Ming who was rubbing his arms. The hearts of both of them were pounding.

After He Yige woke up from this body, he could still feel the internal force. Although it was weak, it had never been as unresponsive as today. Yes, he couldn't feel any reaction at all.

At this moment, it is like an ordinary person, an ordinary person without foundation.

This sudden change really made him freeze suddenly when he was beaten and resisted, and the pain on his face and body also let him know that this was not a daydream.

There is no internal strength.

This definite cognition made He Yige bewildered, and felt an uncontrollable emptiness in his heart.

The sense of sadness of being lost in a foreign land is extremely strong at this moment.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in He Yige's mind, the vague outline reminded him of the man who looked like Huo Wu that he met that night, and it was also for a split second, as if he caught something.