The early morning sun shines on the river, reflecting the sparkling water.
The breeze blew from the other side of the river, making the grass on the bank rustle.
An old man wearing a white training suit was practicing boxing on the bank of the river. It could be seen from his movements that he was practicing Tai Chi.
The old man has gray hair and almost no flesh on his body. He looks very thin, but he feels very energetic. There are big tendons on his neck and arms, like the roots of an old tree.
The Tai Chi exercise performed by the old man is also different from the Tai Chi exercise performed by the old men in the park. Sometimes it is very slow, making people wonder if he fell asleep standing there.
But sometimes it will suddenly speed up and exert force suddenly, and the sleeves will swipe through the air and make a crisp sound!
After practicing for about half an hour, the old man slowly put away his boxing frame and walked back.
There are many old people doing morning exercises on the river bank. When they see him, they will say hello with a smile.
"Old Zhao, did you go back so early today?"
"I have to go back early to make food. My grandson is here today."
The old man said with a smile on his face, looking very proud.
"Oh, my grandson is here. He needs to go back early."
"Yes, you practice slowly."
"..."
The old man returned all the way from the river, and then went to the only seafood market in the county to buy seafood.
At around 9 a.m., the old man returned to his residence.
This is a very old house with three floors and a yard.
The courtyard door was a wooden door with mottled marks all over it. The old man opened the door and walked in. There was a human tricycle parked in the yard. Someone was drying clothes in the yard. When he saw the old man, he smiled and said hello:
"Grandpa Zhao, did you buy so many vegetables today?"
"Yes, my grandson is coming today."
The old man still said proudly.
"My grandson is coming? No wonder you are so happy."
"Hahaha."
The old man walked upstairs with a smile, and everyone he met along the way would take the initiative to say hello to him.
He is the owner of this house and rents out the first and second floors, so these are his tenants.
He went up to the third floor in one breath, where he was the only one living on the entire floor.
The old man started cooking and kept busy until almost 11 o'clock. He heard the sound of someone going upstairs and quickly turned his head to look.
Soon, a young man wearing glasses appeared in front of him with a smile:
"Grandpa, I'm coming!"
The person who came was none other than Zhao Yan. He came to the county town specifically to see his grandfather Zhao Xianming today.
Zhao Xianming's eyes lit up when he saw his grandson, and a smile broke out on his wrinkled face:
"Sit down first, the food will be ready soon."
After Zhao Yan approached, he looked at his grandson whom he hadn't seen for a long time:
"Why are you wearing glasses? Are you nearsighted?"
Zhao Yan shook his head and said with a smile:
"Grandpa, these are plain glasses. They look good when worn."
In fact, what he is wearing is the S-class equipment "Explorer Glasses" that he got in a lottery. It is charged by solar energy, so he keeps wearing it and can detect the physical strength of others at any time.
For example, the image that Grandpa Zhao Xianming presented to him at this time was that most of his body was white, but there were also some places that were pink, and a few parts that were dark red.
In the past, Zhao Yan did not explore the martial arts deeply and never knew the level of his grandfather's martial arts. Now he can detect the strength of the opponent's body through the Explorer glasses and it is clear at once.
As people get older, the muscles of the whole body naturally degenerate, so most of the body strength is white, and those pink or even dark red bodies are Zhao Xianming's fascia and muscles, which are distributed throughout his body Everywhere, the outline of a human body is formed.
Although fascia and muscles will also degenerate, the degeneration is much slower than that of muscles, and explosive power can become stronger with practice. The only difference is endurance, endurance, and endurance.
Therefore, although some great boxers cannot fight Ming Jin when they get old, they can still fight Dark Jin, and the instantaneous explosive power may be very terrifying!
Of course, after these people broke out a few times, their bodies would no longer be able to survive.
Therefore, boxing is still afraid of young people.
But if you switch to using weapons, that's a different matter.
The strength of Zhao Xianming's muscles and bones can reach pink or even deep red, which means that the opponent must have developed dark strength. As for whether he combined the light and dark strength into one when he was young, and reached the state of "double tactics", this Zhao Yan I don’t know.
When Zhao Yan looked at his grandfather with Explorer glasses, Zhao Xianming was also looking at Zhao Yan carefully.
The old man's eyes were very vicious. The first time he saw Zhao Yan, he noticed that his grandson had changed a lot and that he had an extra temperament.
This is the temperament of a great boxer who is accomplished in boxing!
The more Zhao Xianming looked, the more surprised he became. If Zhao Yan's appearance hadn't changed, he would have doubted whether the person in front of him was his grandson.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
Zhao Yan noticed something strange about Zhao Xianming and asked.
"It's okay. You go and rest first. I'll stir-fry the vegetables and you can eat them."
Zhao Xianming said with a smile.
Ten minutes later, the grandfather and grandson sat at the dining table and ate together.
Stir-fried beef, shredded potatoes, boiled prawns, seaweed and egg drop soup.
They are all Zhao Yan’s favorite dishes.
"How does it taste?"
"tasty!"
"Then eat more."
Zhao Xianming smiled happily.
The two of them chatted about home affairs while eating. After eating, Zhao Yan took the initiative to clear away the dishes and wash the dishes. Then he came to his grandfather:
"Grandpa, look."
After saying that, Zhao Yan activated [Shocking Foot], stomped the ground with his right foot, and at the same time pushed out with an elbow.
Snapped--
There was a bright crisp sound in the room.
Zhao Xianming opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhao Yan in surprise:
"Six forces combined into one?!"
Zhao Yan turned back proudly:
"How's it going?"
"When did you master this?"
"With what I've been practicing recently, am I doing okay?"
"Okay! Good practice!"
"grandfather......"
Zhao Yan noticed that the old man looked a little strange, and quickly stepped forward to hold the other man's hand.
Zhao Xianming waved his hand:
"It's okay, grandpa is happy."
When he spoke, his eyes were a little red.
In fact, the old man has already accepted that the boxing skills inherited from his family will break in his own hands.
Each generation has its own ideas, and many things cannot be forced.
But he still feels very sorry, because this is something passed down from his ancestors, and it involves too much effort and hard work!
In the inheritance from generation to generation, whenever someone is lazy, slacks off, or encounters some accident, the boxing technique will be lost.
But it was not lost after all. It passed through hundreds of years, and after the efforts of generations, it was finally passed down to Zhao Xianming in its entirety.
The old man does not ask future generations to carry forward the boxing technique. He just hopes that the boxing technique can continue to be passed down from generation to generation.
But even if it is just such an idea, it is still too difficult in this era...
That's why Zhao Xianming was so excited when Zhao Yan used his kick to demonstrate the unity of six powers.
He saw the glory of boxing again in his grandson.
This represents inheritance!
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