Just three days after Li Yitian talked to Angkor, Sikong Wufeng finally began to teach Li Yitian new moves. The old man sighed with a sad face and taught with great reluctance, looking at the physique, the foundation of the second prince is excellent. But after this set of boxing practice, the movements are really flattering.

Sikong Daxia feels that teaching him this set of kung fu is completely insulting this boxing technique, but there will always be such a strange law in the world, for example, a boss lady who can run on his shoulders and a long face that can ward off evil spirits must have a lean and shrewd boss behind him, as if the wind can blow the waist off, a dick male protagonist must have a fat friend who is rich and weighted, and a handsome traverser who looks as handsome as himself will have a beautiful harem of high quality...... Ahem, cough, ahem, my thoughts diverged a little, and I pulled it away.

In the sound of Sikong Wufeng's sigh, Li Yitian survived three months of great pain, until the rain fell on the lake and froze, and the willows on both sides of the bank were wrapped in silver frost. I saw two figures on the ice in the center of the lake.

It's none other than Li Yitian and Situ Xiaoyue, who are rare to have half a day of free time, a group of young people, finally stopped practicing and had leisure time, and their energy had nowhere to vent, once they got together, they had itchy hands and wanted to show off their new moves, so they drew in the middle of this lake.

At this time, it was Li Yitian and Situ Jingming who were fighting in the field, and there was no restraint from the elders around them, so the two did not have to be too strict with themselves, and this fight was much more casual.

But in the exchange of fists and feet, the rules of the moves are much stricter than a few months ago. Sikong Jingming said with a smile: "Brother Li's boxing skills are getting more and more sophisticated, and there is no gap between the moves, which is really gratifying." ”

Although he said this, Sikong Jingming's hand movements became more rapid, not as respectful as in his tone.

Li Yitian said with a smile while guarding against death: "Jingming, you see that you are actually talking and writing beautiful words, if only you could have half a bit of politeness in your hand." Really, why did you lose your graceful gentlemanly bearing today?"

The two teenagers were holding back a lot of energy in their hearts, and they wanted to beat each other down, but they did everything they could.

After a few more moments, Li Yitian seized the opportunity, walked around Sikong Jingming's back from the right side, bent his left arm and smashed his vest with an elbow.

Although Sikong was shrewd, he was not shocked, he bent his body to avoid Li Yitian's elbow, and at the same time his left hand reached back to lock Li Yitian's knee.

Li Yitian forcibly jumped away and avoided this grasp, but after all, the response was hasty, and there was a slight delay in the progressive moves that had been steady and steady.

Sikong Jingming seized the opportunity, turned around, turned his right hand into a claw, grabbed Li Yitian's left shoulder, this style of "goshawk rabbit" is a fierce way to open and close, if it is an enemy, Sikong Jingming's five fingers can be pierced into the old tree for decades.

Sikong Jingming used this trick at this time, and it was the idea of taking advantage of the victory to pursue Li Yitian in one fell swoop. Whether it is timing or speed, this move is just right, it can be said that Li Yitian can only take the move hard or admit defeat obediently.

Li Yitian really didn't have any good moves, but he was cheap, he quickly turned his head and faced Sikong Jingming's right hand: "Hetui!"

Sikong Jingming: "......"

The corners of his forehead were throbbing, his teeth were clenched, and he hated this slut to the extreme.

A few months ago, this slut was not as good as others, and he played tricks to yin himself, and after practicing with his grandfather for a few months, not only did he not restrain his prepared temperament, but he was even more shameless.

His heart was horizontal, Sikong Jingming, who had always had a habit of cleanliness, not only did not stop his hand, but his right hand movement sped up a few points, and after locking Li Yitian's shoulder, he fell over-the-shoulder.

Li Yitian almost didn't react, and his heart only had time to flash: "It's over, it's smashed." This one thought swirled around the world, with his back to the loess and the sky.

Sikong Jingming stiffened his face and tried to maintain his gentle and unfazed demeanor, while forcing himself to endure the slippery feeling and not look at the lump on his right hand.

Sikong Little Gentleman convulsed and smiled, wiped his right hand on Li Yitian's body casually, and continued to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor on his mouth: "Brother Li, I agreed." Li Yitian got up from the ice with a big grin, and openly wiped the piece of Sikong Jingming back on his body, and said something that was shameless: "Yes, Brother Sikong can see that I am making you really commendable, worthy of being a young hero." ”

Li Yitian slapped his ass and smiled obscenely at Mo Lin, who was drinking tea and watching the play: "Daughter-in-law, how did I fight this fight?"

Yes, in the past few months, Li Yitian has unilaterally changed Mo Lin's title to "daughter-in-law".

Mo Lin still said in a slow tone: "Your Highness, the slave maid is just a maid of His Highness, please respect yourself, don't say some serious nonsense." ”

Li Yitian didn't care, and accepted it when he saw it. In the past few months, it has been a great progress for him to be able to change the title to daughter-in-law to make her less resistant.

Sikong Jingming on the side couldn't bear it anymore: "Brother Li, please be respectful when you speak, marriage is a major event in life, and what you pay attention to is the order of your parents and the words of the matchmaker." Although Miss Mo is your maid, she is also a woman in the boudoir. Brother Li should not be open-mouthed and stain Miss Mo's innocence. ”

Li Yitian's eyes slanted Sikong Jingming, and "hummed", the meaning is obvious, I just shouted, I don't believe you bite me?

Both of them knew that the other liked Mo Lin, but although Mo Lin didn't act like a maid, she was nominally Li Yitian's maid.

This really made him grit his teeth and be helpless for Sikong Jingming, who has always liked to be reasonable, and he could only watch Li Yitian tease Mo Lin in the name of his son.

But fortunately, Miss Mo didn't seem to be very interested in Li Yitian's set, which made Sikong Jingming feel a little relieved. In any case, he still has a chance, Sikong shrewd said to himself.

A few people were laughing and playing on the lake, and around noon, they saw a group of people walking towards Yuluo Mountain Villa from a distance.

When they got closer, they saw that each of them was wearing long knives, and the first one was a big man with a beard about forty years old.

The big man walked in front of them, clasped his fists and saluted: "A few young heroes, Zhao Ping'an of a certain Golden Dao Sect, came to visit Yuluo Villa in your place, I don't know how many of them are from the villa?"

Sikong Jingming waved his hand and returned the salute: "It turned out to be Zhao Daxia of the Golden Dao Gate, disrespectful and disrespectful." Sikong Jingming, the young owner of the Rain Falling Mountain Villa, dares to ask if Your Excellency is coming to the Humble House for this year's 'Flying Snow Club'?"

Zhao Ping'an was overjoyed: "Exactly, it turns out that the young man is the owner of the young village, it is really good, please ask the young owner to lead me to visit the owner of Sikong Village, and I can also ask the candidate who will participate in the 'Flying Snow Club' in Yuluo Mountain Village this year." ”

Sikong Jingming nodded, led the group to the reception hall, and sent someone to inform his father to come to meet the guests.

When Sikong Jingming was greeting the guests, Li Yitian quietly pulled the corner of Sikong Xiaoyue's clothes: "Sister Sikong, what kind of 'Flying Snow Club' is this?"

Sikong Xiaoyue suddenly said: "Ah, I forgot that Brother Li doesn't often come to walk around the rivers and lakes." The 'Snow Club' is an activity initiated by the people of the Seven Kingdoms, mainly to let us young generations see the world and meet friends from other countries. It is usually organized by the relatively powerful sects in the Seven Kingdoms, and this year's organizer is the Golden Dao Gate of the Zhao Kingdom.

Speaking of which, the Golden Daomen is quite similar to our Yuluo Villa, which was also founded by a general in the court of Zhao State, originally a militia organization to fight against the Hu people, and later withdrew from the court after making countless feats and evolved. ”

Li Yitian nodded: "It seems that the Golden Daomen is still a well-known and decent family that is widely spread in the rivers and lakes, this 'Flying Snow Club' sounds very interesting, can you take me to play?"

Situ Xiaoyue looked at him twice, and said with a smile: "Brother Li wants to go so much, but the number of places given by the Golden Dao Gate is limited, what can I do?"

Li Yitian muttered in his heart: "Don't you just want to be arrogant?"

The face continued to flatter: "Good sister, you see that I have also been holding back in the villa for several months, you can help me fight for a place and let me go to Zhao Country to play?"

Li Yitian said as he continued to sell cuteness, making Situ Xiaoyue giggle.

Situ Xiaoyue tilted her head and blinked lightly at Li Yitian's big eyes on the left: "Brother Tian rarely begs me once, is it just so empty and white-toothed?"

Li Yitian hurriedly made a dog-legged shape: "If Miss Situ has any requirements, just open her mouth, go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, and never blink your eyes." Even if you want a star in the sky, I'll find a way to pick it off for you. ”

Sikong Xiaoyue smiled with her eyebrows and eyes, and gently bowed her head: "Then bother Brother Li to pick a star for me, right?"

Li Yitian: "...... Can you still have fun?"

Situ Xiaoyue continued to add fuel and vinegar: "Brother Li, don't be cold, where is my star?"

Li Yitian straightened his chest and inhaled, calm: "So I'm thinking of a way." ”

Mo Lin drank tea and watched the play on the side, and sighed that if a certain prince practiced martial arts, it would be enough to laugh at the heroes.

Situ Xiaoyue glanced at him with disgust, with a hint of shame in her eyes: "Brother Li, if you tease Yue'er like this again, we won't take you there." ”

Li Yitian hurriedly apologized and got through the disaster.

Sikong Wushuang came to the hall, and after greeting Zhao Ping'an, he went straight to the topic: "Brother Zhao, I don't know what kind of rare treasures the 'Flying Snow Meeting' Liu Sect Master took out as a reward this time?"

Zhao Ping'an had a reserved smile on his face: "It's just a few small things, how dare you say it's a rare treasure." This time, the owner of the door took out a three-hundred-year-old Tai Sui as a color head. The door owner said that he was already old, and this thing was just a breath more for him, and it was better to take it out for the young heroes from all walks of life to keep fit. ”

Sikong Wushuang stroked his long beard, his face was full of admiration: "The three-hundred-year-old Tai Sui can be called a genius treasure that is hard to find, for my generation of martial artists, if you can find an ordinary hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to nourish the blood and warm the meridians when you are a teenager, you will have to have a lot less difficulties and obstacles in the martial arts in the future, not to mention the rare Tai Sui in the Lingzhi."

Although the master of the Zhao Sect is nearly sixty years old, he has already passed the stage of using medicine to lay the foundation, but this Tai Sui is still the elixir of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, and the master of the Zhao Sect can actually endure the pain and cut his love, which is really a great courage. ”

Obviously, Zhao Ping'an's words were very useful, and the smugness on his face was about to overflow, but he was still humble: "Where is it......"

In the evening, Yuluo Villa, as the host, naturally entertained Zhao Ping'an and his party with delicacies from the mountains and seas.

After a heavy drink, Zhao Ping'an said to Sikong Wushuang with a red face: "Master Sikong Villa, Yuluo Villa has always produced many talents, I don't know which young heroes in Guishan Villa have come to teach this Snow Flying Meeting?"

Although Sikong Wushuang drank a lot of good wine, he still didn't see red on his face, and he still smiled politely and said: "This time we have six unsuccessful children, who want to go and see the world, namely the dog Sikong Jingming, the little girl Sikong Xiaoyue, the Wenren who smells the sky, Wang Fenglin of the Wang family, and the children of the outer sect Li Erjie and Mo Liang. When they arrived in Zhao Kingdom, a few of them asked Zhao Daxia to take care of them. You guys haven't seen Zhao Daxia yet!"

So the six of them got up one after another and toasted Zhao Ping'an together. Zhao Ping'an hurriedly got up to drink, and then laughed: "A certain family wishes the people of Yuluo Mountain Villa prosperity." Unexpectedly, in addition to the children of the main family this year, there are two more young heroes, which is really gratifying. Then a certain family will be waiting for you young heroes in the Golden Knife Gate in a month. ”

The next day, Zhao Ping'an and they completed the task of being a messenger and set off to return to China, and also brought a hundred taels of gold from Yuluo Villa, Li Yitian looked at the tray full of gold ingots in Zhao Ping'an's hand, and his heart was full of resentment.

When I returned to the mountain to practice, this resentment had not dissipated, but I bumped into Sikong Wufeng's stinky face head-on.

Now Li Yitian spoke to the old lady of Yuluo Villa, and there was no respect in his words, and he opened his mouth to say: "Old thing, who are you showing this stinky face?"

Sikong Wushuang was even more unkind to this prince, and slapped Li Yitian to the ground: "Little rabbit cub, even with your three-legged cat's kung fu, you dare to go to Zhao Kingdom to join in the fun? ”

Li Yitian was accustomed to this, and got up and patted the soil on his body: "Old man, I'm not as unbearable as you said, although I can't beat your grandson, but I feel that I am not much worse than him." ”

Sikong Wufeng glared: "! The huge rivers and lakes, you don't leave home, how many things can you know about the rivers and lakes while sitting in the well and watching the sky?" Even if it is Jingming, in addition to the three holy places of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, the younger generation in this river and lake can rank in the top 20 at most, do you really think that you two brothers are the biggest in the world?"

In addition, there are many hidden sects that I don't know how much, and the children of idle masters have not participated in the Flying Snow Club, if you think like this, sooner or later you will have to fall on the rivers and lakes!"

Li Yitian shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said, "Then I can't go away, right? I came out to travel the rivers and lakes, but I traveled all over your rainy mountain villa, and I always have to go out to have a look." ”

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Sikong Wufeng's mouth: "If you want to go out to have a look, since you want to go out to compete, you have to practice your skills first!"

Li Yitian was so frightened by the unparalleled smiling face that he trembled, his shoulders were no longer shrugged, his hands were not spread, and he trembled like a little lady who was forced to the corner of the wall by an old hooligan: "Old man, what are you doing with such a penetrating smile?" I warn you, I am the prince......

Sikong Wufeng smiled and slowly approached.

"Ah~~~~~~h

The common screams resounded on Changkong Mountain.

Half a month later, Li Yitian gritted his teeth on the mountain, Sikong Wufeng held a bamboo strip, and whipped it on his arms, knees, calves and other places from time to time.

Sikong Wufeng broke off and shouted: "Collect thoughts, the body is like a bow, the feet are like bamboo roots, from the bottom up, the qi goes with your heart, punch!"

With the sound of broken cheers, Li Yitian's eyes opened, his waist and horse were united, his body suddenly exerted force, and his right fist burst out like a cannonball, making a "pop" sound in the air.

Sikong Wufeng drank again: "Come again!"

Li Yitian closed his fist, took a step forward with his right foot, and blasted out his left fist again.

"Poof!"

"Continue"

"Bobo"

Sikong Wufeng finally nodded, Li Yitian loosened his body and let out a sigh of relief, this half-month hell training was finally over.

He couldn't help but smile and said to Sikong Wufeng, "Old man, I'm okay with this punch, right?"

Sikong Wufeng said expressionlessly: "Well, almost, it shouldn't be killed." ”

Li Yitian suddenly became excited: "That is, how can a martial arts wizard like me, who is difficult to come out of ten thousand years, ......"

"At best, it's a mutilation. ”

“...... Old man, you wait for me, you will become a master after waiting for me......"

"Hopefully I'll live to that day. ”

"......", Li Yitian looked at the sky with tears, life is so difficult.