The more serious he was, the more frightened Yang Yi became.

Even if Yang Yi used all his strength, he failed to shake Yang Chonggui in the slightest, he had a pair of cloth shoes and horses, as if an old tree was entrenched, as stable as Mount Tai. Even though Yang Yi is no longer a child's play, his body is like a dragon playing in the water, like a butterfly flying, and the old man's natural boxing moves have also taken over all of Yang Yi's offensives one by one.

And the old man casually punched, and the sudden attack was always so unexpected, and when Yang Yi's attack was the most violent, he hurriedly collected his moves, tired of parrying, very uncomfortable!

After a few rounds, the gray-haired old man still has a long breath, immobile like a mountain, like a generation of grandmasters!

Is this still the usual rustic old father?

Before, Yang Yi was a little dismissive of the memory of his predecessor, thinking that it was not that the old man was too strong, but that his predecessor was too vegetable, but now it seems that Yang Chonggui's kung fu is indeed a bit unfathomable!

And when he was surprised by Yang Chonggui's kung fu, Yang Qing and Yang Huan were also shocked by this competition!

Yang Qing didn't know that Yang Yi was so strong, and Yang Huan was the same, these two guys' obsession with martial arts was naturally not as good as Yang Yi, so even Yang Qing had a certain gap with the original Yang Yi, but he knew that his father's kung fu was very strong.

It's just that I didn't expect that the eldest brother could fight with the old man inseparably, it seems that the kung fu has improved a lot over the years!

Yang Huan was even more stunned by his father's old man Yizhuang, his father is almost seventy years old, and he is still so fierce?

The fight in the yard was not small, and the three people in the kitchen were all attracted out, Xixi jumped in front, but when she looked up, she saw her grandfather and father entangled together.

"Ah, Baba, Baba and Grandpa are fighting!" The little girl was a little anxious, she turned to take her mother's hand, pouted, and said sadly, "Mama, Baba and Grandpa are fighting, you tell them not to fight!"

Dong Yue'e was very calm, she walked up, patted the flour on her hand, and said to Xi Xi with a smile: "Xiao Yang Xi, don't worry, they are not fighting, they are joking, practicing kung fu!"

Xi Xi blinked her eyes wide, and asked with some confusion: "Is it the same as Baba and those uncles?" Baba and Uncle Shen also fought, but not ...... fight?"

Dong Yue'e couldn't quite understand what the little guy was saying, so she could only smile and nod.

At this time, the situation in the field changed.

When meeting opponents in chess, Yang Yi, a martial idiot, also hit the head, he was excited, in order to find out his father's true strength, he decided to use the secret weapon - internal strength.

The qi sank into the dantian, several warm currents poured into the limbs and five remains, Yang Yi's strength increased in vain, but with a shake of his forearm, he shook the hand that Yang Chonggui had grabbed, and then punched it out.

Yang Chonggui parried in time, and his arms blocked Yang Yi's powerful punch, but he was shocked and took two steps back!

"Stop!" Yang Chonggui snorted and jumped out of the circle, the old man gasped slightly, but he also stared at Yang Yi, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

Yang Yi withdrew his hand, and only then did he gradually calm down.

When he calmed down, he began to break out in a cold sweat, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't do it: Really, how old is he to live? What kind of competition do you have to compete with an old man who is almost 70 years old? Do you have to use your internal skills to win this competition?

Say it, and you can't be laughed to death by those brothers?

However, Yang Chonggui was not glared because he couldn't resist Yang Yi's attack, he took a step forward, grabbed Yang Yi's right hand without saying anything, and put his fingers on Yang Yi's pulse.

Yang Yi was a little inexplicable at first, but soon felt a subtle heat flow pouring into his veins, but after all, it was foreign, and the heat flow in Yang Yi's body was almost subconscious, and he immediately moved, swept the foreign body, and drove it out.

Yang Chonggui's fingers were shaken open, but he had already gotten the information he wanted, and the old man stared at Yang Yi tightly: "Where did you learn this?"

It turned out that Yang Yi's strength increased in vain just now, and the old man noticed that something was wrong.

However, at this moment, Yang Yi also opened his eyes wide, looking at his father incredulously,

How can it be?

How could the old man have internal strength?

In his memory, his father was an ordinary martial artist who practiced fist and foot kung fu, and what his father taught to their three brothers and sisters was just a Hong boxing. For more than 30 years, Yang Yi has never seen Yang Chonggui use internal strength, not once!

However, saying this also solved Yang Yi's doubts, he couldn't figure it out before, why his father was so old and his strength was still so great!

Of course, Yang Yi also knows that even in his previous life, there are very few people who know internal skills - this thing cannot be learned by saying, it requires extremely high talent, and it must have a heritage. Generally, it is not passed on, and Yang Yi also got an old man's inheritance by chance!

Presumably, there are not many masters in this world, and they are either hidden in the market, or they live in temples as bodyguards. Otherwise, the military masters Yang Yi saw would not have been just Shen Xinyu's level......

Now that the old man has actually shown him such a hand, the people around him are actually masters who are hidden in the city? Yang Yi is stupid.

Yang Chonggui turned his head and looked around, and pulled Yang Yi to the back of the ancestral hall to talk.

In the yard, Xixi looked confused, she couldn't help but pull her grandmother's hand and asked, "Grandma, are Baba and Grandpa not fighting?"

"Well, I don't know what they're muttering, ignore them. Dong Yue'e said with a smile, "Come, grandma will take you to see it!"

"Okay!" Xixi suddenly became interested.

Dong Yue'e grabbed a handful of millet, came to the yard, and called a few times with a "peck", and suddenly there was a meal of chickens and ducks jumping in the yard, and the chickens and ducks who were walking around flapped their wings one after another, twisting and twisting.

"Wow! Grandma is amazing!" Xixi's eyes were round.

Here, Yang Chonggui was still asking Yang Yi, and his face was serious.

Yang Yi had to make up a reason: "That's the case, a few years ago, when I just retired from the army, I worked in a restaurant and met an old beggar with a white beard......"

This reason is that there were bad routines in the previous life, but thanks to those routines, Yang Yi compiled them in great detail, and they all persuaded Yang Chonggui.

Yang Chonggui touched his beard and said solemnly: "In this way, you also learned such a hand by chance. ”

Yang Yi nodded, and he couldn't help asking: "Dad, how can you also use internal strength? Why have you never seen you use it before? Moreover, why don't you teach us? I'm your own son!"

Yang Chonggui sighed, shook his head, and said: "I can't teach, I used to have a promise with the master who taught me, this kung fu will be brought to the coffin, and it will never be passed on." Because, this is their family's secret secret. ”

"Although there was war in those years, their family has not been heard from, and it is estimated that they have also suffered. But people can't be untrustworthy, a manly man, he has to do what he says, and I have hidden this secret for decades. Yang Chonggui sighed.

Otherwise, how could he be so serious just now, he thought that Yang Yi was secretly learning from him.

Yang Yi didn't have to learn, he smiled and said, "That's okay, anyway, I will also have a set of internal skills, and it may not be worse than your father!"

"Hmph, you are compared to your father? Decades earlier, I could press you down with one finger! I think back then, I ......" Yang Chonggui's words came to an abrupt end.

Yang Yi didn't ignore it, he frowned slightly. Suddenly felt that his father was indeed a bit mysterious, recalling those memories, his past experience seemed to have never been told to himself, Yang Qing, and Yang Huan.

"Dad, what did you experience back then?" Yang Yi couldn't help but ask, "It's been so many years, can't you still say it?"

Yang Chonggui stared at Yang Yi for a long time, and then said slowly: "You really want to know?"