The night breeze was gentle, blowing passers-by. And the tourists who are about to climb the top of the Jade Emperor are all wrapped in coats, and none of them dare to wear only short sleeves.

This is because the temperature on the top of the Jade Emperor at an altitude of 1,545 meters is different. The comfortable temperature on the ground is in the mid-teens, but at the top of the mountain it plummets to 0-5 degrees.

If you still wear short sleeves to go up the mountain, you are not waiting to see the sunrise, but waiting to die.

But halfway up the mountain, there was a group of people who ignored the temperature difference and punched bare-chested.

A middle-aged martial artist with a slightly bloated body was holding a pair of stone balls in his hand, walking slowly beside his disciple, and when he saw something wrong with his punch, he would whisper a word of advice.

His tone was soft, not as rough as other martial arts practitioners, but a kind elder.

It's just that if you look closely at his eyes, you will find that the divine light bursts out between the closing and the opening of the eyes, like a knife and a sword, piercing people's hearts.

Some people who are curious about the martial arts hall will stand outside the door and quietly look at it. More often than not, he looked at the hall owner, wondering how such a fat person could still open a museum, could it be the kind of fake master in the news who found a group of disciples to cheat money?

"What is the Providence Martial Arts Pavilion, I think it's almost the same as the Providence Restaurant. "Some tourists are very disrespectful.

There are also tourists who can't look past it and say: "Don't look at people's fat, you think people can't fight." Hong Qibao is quite fat, isn't he still a cow going to die? I have seen this master practice, and the stone the size of the water tank was slapped by him and trembled, which is terrifying. ”

"Cut, brag. The first to speak did not believe.

"Whether it's bragging, you can wait and know, it's almost time, Master Yao will stand on the pile at eight o'clock every night. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the fat curator called Master Yao walking towards the corner of the martial arts hall.

In the corner was a large stone nearly a man high, full one meter in diameter. This kind of stone is used as a rockery by others, but in the Heavenly Providence Martial Arts Hall, it is just Master Yao's practice equipment.

Seeing the master standing on the pile, the disciples who were boxing also came up one after another, looking at the master expectantly one by one.

The Heavenly Providence Martial Arts Hall teaches Yiquan, and the owner of the hall naturally practices Yiquan.

The common practice of Yiquan is to stand and hit the pile. The main purpose is to cultivate a variety of different forces. It is a necessary preparation before the fight, just like the foundation of the building, without the foundation laid by the technical pile, the actual combat effect will be reduced.

Master Yao's pile method is also different from others, others are standing on empty piles, but Master Yao is holding a big stone to stand.

I saw Master Yao take a breath slowly, and his bloated body became more and more fat, especially the fat on his stomach, and he could see them shaking from afar.

This scene also made a group of tourists pout constantly.

Who knew that immediately after that, they were dumbfounded. I saw Master Yao holding the big stone with both hands and gently pulling it.

The huge stone actually rose in response to the sound and was held in the arms of Master Yao.

"!" the person who questioned Master Yao was dumbfounded.

After picking up the big stone, Master Yao bent down slightly, making a posture of holding the ball with his arms and holding the ball with his thighs, and at the same time looking into the distance, if he was close, he could still see the big stone in Master Yao's arms, and there was a slight tremor, as if he was making a slight swing.

A minute later, Master Yao slammed the stone down, and the ground was smashed with a thunderous sound.

After a little rest, Master Yao stretched out his hand and hugged Dashi in his arms again......

If it is a cycle, half an hour has passed, and Master Yao has finished the entire pile.

The tourists outside the door were all stunned, and they didn't understand why a person of this size could still have such kung fu.

Some people thought that Master Yao was cheating, and after getting the answer, he walked into the martial arts hall and tried to hold the stone, but he couldn't shake the stone even a little bit.

Only then did he bow his hand to Master Yao and say "admiration".

Some people who know a little bit explain to the people around them in a whisper: "Don't look at Master Yao's fat, in fact, he is all fat on the waist pole." The waist pole is the lifeblood of the practitioner. People say that the wolf is a copper-headed, iron-backed hemp rod waist, and a wolf must be beaten at the waist. In fact, this is a false rumor, and if you really see the wolf's waist, you know that the muscles there are the thickest. The wolf is also the most protective there, because once the waist is broken, the wolf is finished. It's the same with people, if you want to hit the explosive power, you have to use your waist to exert strength. If the waist strength is insufficient, the strength to fight out is not enough. ”

"Have you ever seen the door gods painted by the ancients? Are they all fat and fat, and there are no thin people? It is said that they were copied according to Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong. Why are these two battle-hardened generals in such figures? It is because they have a breath of qi in their bodies, and they are truly strong inside. The great battle was imminent, and the general sat in the tent, his body was lazy, his eyes slightly closed, as if he didn't care about anything. But once they open their eyes, they will find that their eyes are like electricity, and the bloat of their whole body has turned into a kind of momentum, and the thunder is about to erupt. Guan Gong doesn't open his eyes, he kills people when he opens his eyes, that's what he means. ”

The words made the people suddenly open their mouths, and the eyes that looked at Master Yao also turned into admiration. Some people quietly walked to the side to inquire about how much it cost to learn boxing in this martial arts hall.

After Master Yao finished practicing, he instructed his disciples to practice by themselves and went to the backyard.

When I walked into the backyard, I suddenly saw a person rushing out and kneeling down in front of Master Yao with a pop.

"Master, the disciple should die, he shouldn't have killed Senior Brother Zhou. In the past few days, I have been hiding in the mountains and suffering, and the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes. Master, punish me, so that I can feel better. The man wept bitterly, and wept very sadly.

But it was Suri.

When Master Yao saw Su Rui, he couldn't help but flash a touch of anger on his face, and wanted to say something, but he stopped. He just grimaced and said, "You get up first!" Punish you for sure, but not now. I didn't let you say what happened for the first two days, I wanted you to repent. Now you can tell me how your Senior Brother Zhou was beaten to death. ”

Su Rui still knelt down, wiped away his tears, and said, "It's all my fault." I went to my sister's house before and saw a man who was stranded at home and refused to leave, and I was afraid that something would happen to my sister, so I scolded the man a few words. I didn't expect him to hurt someone without saying a word, and he injured me. I was ashamed of this, and I didn't dare to tell Master. Later, I found Senior Brother Zhou and others to find a field with me, originally wanting to draw a line with him and compete fairly. I didn't expect ...... Didn't expect ......"

Su Rui deliberately sobbed a few times before choking up and continuing: "That man actually attacked us in defiance of the rules, and we besieged him in a moment of anger. Senior Brother Zhou was killed during the siege, and was pierced through the throat by the man with a big gun, and he ...... Dead...... Whining. ”

"What a ruthless method!" Hearing this, the chill on Master Yao's face couldn't help but become colder.

"Master, I wanted to call the police. But as soon as I thought that this was related to the face of the teacher, I ran back and told your old man first, so that you can decide. ”

Master Yao didn't make a sound, but held the two stone balls in his hand. After a while, there was a sudden snap, and the stone ball shattered into powder in his hand.

"Although you are also at fault in this matter, it is he who is unrighteous first. The revenge of the murderer must be avenged, what is his name, and which family of kung fu does he practice?"

"His name is Wang Yong, and his kung fu practice is very miscellaneous. I have seen him use Xingyi, Bagua, Tai Chi, and Eight Extremes. Suri's eyes flashed with a look of trium that had succeeded in his treacherous plan, and he replied.

Master Yao snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain: "Where did I come from, it turned out to be a miscellaneous man! Tomorrow morning, you will take me to meet him! Give him a battle letter!"

"Ah, Master, does he deserve to be treated in this way? A nobody, even using a war book, is too much to give him face. Suri questioned.

The war book is a rule handed down in the martial arts, sign the life and death certificate before going to the ring, life and death are determined by the success or failure of the sky, and being killed has nothing to do with others. Opponents will never be held accountable.

"Stupid! If I don't write a war book, won't I break the law if I kill him with one palm? With this war book, this is a matter in the martial arts. Even if the police do investigate it, there is an excuse. Master Yao explained.

The people do not raise officials and do not prosecute, and the police are also very helpless about this kind of fight with a life and death certificate, and most of them turn a blind eye and pass it. What's more, most of these martial arts masters have gone to the SWAT team to teach, and there are many student police officers under them. The police were even more reluctant to offend them.

"Master is brilliant. Then I'll take you there early tomorrow morning!" Suri slapped his ass quietly.

Master Yao walked away expressionlessly.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

Wang Yong, who had been tossing around all night of exercises, didn't know that the mountain rain was coming, and he spent a night studying the habits of the teacher who asked for the exam. Roughly summarize some question types and questions with a relatively high rate of questions.

Then it was sent to Su Yan early in the morning, and asked Su Yan to focus on explaining these topics in his Chinese classes in the past few days. This is also the topic that Wang Yong is preparing to use as a bonus point competition.

Only in this way can the memory of the students in Class 4 be strengthened.

Although there is a suspicion of opportunism, after all, you can't become a fat man in one bite, and if you want to win Zheng Jing, you have to use some tricks.

Wang Yong didn't have a class today, so he dared to stay up all night. After waiting for Anran to work, Wang Yong was ready to sleep for a day.

Enron is getting off work later and later, and going to work earlier and earlier. Summer is here, and the daylight hours are getting longer. The off-hours at the sub-bureau were also extended.

Wang Yong is also busy enough these days, so he often can't meet with An Ran.

Coincidentally, today is a coincidence, Wang Yong just went out to buy breakfast, and got up safely.

With a misty tiredness on his face, he was wearing only a pajama, and the turbulent waves trembled under his clothes.

"Brother Wang, what are you doing?" An Ran asked, opening a gap in his eyes.

"I'll buy you breakfast. ”

Hearing the word "to you", the corners of An Ran's mouth immediately curled, and most of the sleepiness disappeared.

"I want to eat swallow dumplings!"

"Good!"

"Don't forget to ask for vinegar!"

"I can't forget it!"

"It's best to bring some spicy food. ”

"It's all for you!"

Wang Yong smiled and agreed, but his eyes never left a place where he was trembling peacefully.

It wasn't until An Ran suddenly noticed and screamed that Wang Yong slipped out of the door.

Laughing and walking downstairs, Wang Yong walked to the stall selling swallow dumplings.

I only took two steps, and before I got out of the community, I was blocked by two people.