Chapter 105: Xi Xi Practices Kung Fu (3/3, plus more for the free ten thousand rewards)

"Xixi, it's time to get up!" Yang Yi closed the curtains, and a slightly dazzling morning sun shone in, just covering the little girl's little buttocks that was exposed outside the quilt - of course, it was still wrapped in small bottoms and pajamas.

Xixi didn't move, obviously there was no way to wake up a sleeping baby with this kind of movement. Yang Yi walked over with a smile, held the little girl's ass with both hands, and gently turned her over.

At this moment, Xixi couldn't sleep, and her eyes couldn't be opened by the sun, she suddenly pouted, and turned over again: "Well, don't, I want to sleep." ”

Every time I wake up, I feel a little angry, not to mention that Yang Yi woke her up half an hour earlier today!

"Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to practice kung fu? You also said that you want to watch your father play with swords!" Yang Yi leaned into his daughter's ear and whispered, "If you don't get up yet, the sun will shine later!"

After a long while, on the grass in front of the flower garden in front of the coffee shop, two figures, one large and one small, slowly walked over.

Xixi is wearing a cute pink practice uniform, which is specially customized by Yang Yi, which is not the same as the ordinary style, because of the hot weather, the practice uniform has been changed to shorts and short sleeves, and the little girl is wearing it, revealing her slender arms and slender legs, which looks extraordinarily sassy!

At first, Xixi was unwilling!

She wanted to wear a skirt, but when she saw that her father's white practice clothes were the same as her father's father's clothes, the little guy liked it again!

When he came out, Yang Yi was carrying two swords, one was the steel sword he had beaten himself, of course, there was no attack for the time being, and the other was Xixi's small wooden sword, and Xixi was holding a bottle of brewed milk and drinking it sweetly.

I didn't eat breakfast in the morning for the sake of practice clothes, but I can't skip milk!

"Do you want to see Dad's kung fu?" Yang Yi smiled at his daughter.

Xixi still had the straw of the children's bottle in her mouth, raised her little head, and nodded vigorously.

"Then you go under that tree, remember, you can't run around, Dad's sword is very powerful! If you come here, if you can brush it, your hair will fall out!" Yang Yi scared the little girl.

Xixi, who loves beauty so much, of course didn't dare to come over in order to protect her beautiful hair. She obediently stood under the tree and drank grandma, and then opened her big eyes, unwilling to blink, wanting to see her father's kung fu!

Yang Yi stood in the middle of the grass with his sword upside down, there was no one around, it was very quiet, only the slight rustle of the wind blowing the leaves, and his expression became serious.

Suddenly, Yang Yi moved, people were like willows and swords like leaves, from a slow, mellow start, quickly transitioned to the best situation like a storm, sometimes waving, sometimes spinning, sometimes leaping, the silver sword light seemed to cut this space apart......

Another sudden, the wind and rain stopped suddenly, the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, Yang Yi stood in place with his sword, as if nothing had happened, the wind was still lazily blowing the leaves, causing the light and shadow on the grass to be mottled and swaying.

"How is it?" Yang Yi smiled and walked towards his daughter, in fact, he didn't need to ask this question.

Xixi forgot to drink grandma when she saw it, and the surprised and adoring eyes told her father the answer.

"Poop is amazing!" Xi Xi held the bottle in her left hand and swayed her right hand "instigating", she tried to describe, "It's even more powerful than Kabi's brother's poop!"

Brother Kirby is a little hero in a domestic cartoon that Xixi watched some time ago, similar to Superman and Spider-Man, and his father is a famous kendo martial artist.

Hearing her daughter's compliment, Yang Yi smiled, not sad or happy.

In fact, what is the TV stage? Yang Yi's real swordsmanship is a killing skill, and the sword is tricky, and it takes all the key points! It is not gorgeous at all, but no one who underestimates Yang Yi can survive!

Of course, that swordsmanship is too ruthless for children. Therefore, what Yang Yi performed for Xi Xi just now was only when he learned from others to perfect his unique skills, and the Wudang Eight Immortal Sword that he learned from a drunken Taoist is one of the more interesting practical swordsmanship.

"Do you want to learn?" Yang Yi asked.

"Yes!" Xixi responded crisply, the little girl patronized and thought it looked good, she never thought that this step was what kind of thief ship her father stepped on......

Of course, after a while, Xixi began to practice under the guidance of her father, and she understood.

“...... To learn swordsmanship, you must first understand the sword, we generally call this the sword head, this is the sword handle, sword grid, sword body, sword spine, sword blade, sword tip, sword blade and sword tip are more dangerous, unless necessary, Xixi, you have to remember, don't use them to point at others!" When Yang Yi began to teach, his expression pretended to be very serious, "Stand up!"

Xixi also saw her father's "fierce" appearance for the first time, she wanted to be lazy just now, but she was immediately discovered by her father, and she snorted, she hurriedly followed her father's request and stood in a half-lunge.

The little girl was very aggrieved, but she couldn't help but complain: "Baba, my leg hurts so much." ”

Let a four-year-old girl lunge and hold a sword!

Although it is not a Zama step yet, where can Xixi endure this kind of suffering, it only dangles in a few seconds.

Although Yang Yi was a little distressed, he still walked over, helped Xixi correct his posture, and said half-sternly and half-gently: "Stand up! Just stand for two more minutes!"

Trained for his daughter, Yang Yi naturally couldn't let Xixi work as hard as he used to, he lowered the standard again and again, and it was all down to a time when he was not sure if it would have an effect.

But even so, Xixi still couldn't hold on, and after a while, she began to swing, she pouted, and said coquettishly: "It's not okay, isn't it okay?"

"One minute left, hold on!" Yang Yi found that he still couldn't pretend to be fierce under his daughter's coquettishness, he encouraged softly, "Xixi is already great!

Xixi still has a lot of potential, don't look at the swaying, she still tried to hold on to the time when her father asked her to persevere.

"Great! Xixi, you surprised Dad so much!" Yang Yi did not hesitate to praise herself, and the little girl was a little embarrassed to praise her, and she felt energetic again!

"Next, Dad will teach you the correct way to hold the sword. Yang Yi looked at his daughter's posture of holding the sword handle with both hands, and he raised the long sword in his hand, "First of all, the full hand, you look at Dad's hand, the five fingers of the right hand are like a fist, and the front of the sword handle is tightly gripped, and the sword is slightly at a right angle to the forearm." ”

Xi Xi naturally couldn't understand this crepe rhetoric, and she still needed Yang Yi to step forward and teach her hand in hand.

I practiced three lunges and taught three postures of holding a sword early this morning, but even so, it was a toss for half an hour, after all, it was too small, and the little girl was so tired that she asked her father to carry it back.

"Baba, when will Xixi be as powerful as Baba?" Lying comfortably on her father's broad back, Xixi poked out her little head, and the ponytail tied up hung down to her father's neck.

"Well, it's still early!, however, as long as Xixi studies hard, she will definitely be even more powerful than her father!" Yang Yi smiled and gave her a hope.

In fact, Xixi's performance today is quite satisfactory and even surprising to Yang Yi.

Don't look at her occasionally being coquettish, but the little girl is not as squeamish as Yang Yi imagined, as long as her father gives her some encouragement, she can still grit her teeth and stick to the course required by her father, and she learns very seriously and quickly!