There is a special martial arts coach at Zhao Mingyuan's house, like this kind of coach is really through life and death battles, like the man in front of Feng Sizhe who looks like he is just thirty years old, Zhao Mingyuan invited him separately as a martial arts coach - Xing Zhongjie.

Don't underestimate this criminal Zhongjie who is only 1.68 meters old, speaking of which he is a hero of the Vietnam War, the War of Resistance against Vietnam born eleven years ago was the peace that such an iron-clad man exchanged for his blood and life. At that time, Xing Zhonglai was exactly nineteen years old, and he had this opportunity to participate in the battle, and I heard my grandfather say that he used to fight seven Vietnamese soldiers alone, and in the end only he stood up, but at that time his foot was also cut by the short knife of the Vietnamese, which made him walk a little lame, but that's it, he still took the sick and participated in dozens of battles, and finally saw the problem by his company commander at one time, and then returned home in advance, but this can't erase his title of combat hero, afterwards, The state also awarded him the Order of Combat Hero of the Second Degree.

A few years later, Xing Zhongjie was honorably transferred, and his deeds were known to Lieutenant General Zhao Mingyuan, so he invited him to his courtyard and asked him to teach the Zhao family to practice as a martial arts coach, in fact, it was to teach the third generation of the Zhao family, and this third generation is Feng Sizhe.

Xing Zhongjie also cherished this hard-won opportunity very much, because his hometown was in a remote rural area, and he was very poor, so he would naturally not object if he had the opportunity to stay in the capital more, so he devoted all his resources to teaching the Zhao family to practice well. Suspicious, Xing Zhongjie also became Feng Sizhe's main martial arts instructor.

After many years, Feng Sizhe finally saw this martial arts teacher of his youth again, thinking that he couldn't understand the thirty-year-old man in front of him at that time in the last parallel world, and he was always willing to compare the boring things he taught with the free fighting he learned in England. Maybe because of Feng Sizhe's identity, Xing Zhongjie has always been afraid of hurting him, so he has never really fought him, so that Feng Sizhe has always thought that he will be just a crop and useless. But it wasn't until he was in his thirties that he practiced the kung fu taught by Xing Zhongjie over time that he realized how broad and profound Chinese martial arts were, far from being comparable to those Western kung fu that were only a few dozen or hundreds of years old.

But Feng Sizhe, who figured out this, did not have any news of Xing Zhongjie, and when he checked the information, he only heard that he returned to his hometown Zhongzhou after he had no place in the Zhao family, and later it seemed that he took his wife and children to work in the south, in short, he couldn't be contacted. But now the experience of rebirth made Yu Tian see this person he had always wanted to thank again, not to mention how excited Feng Sizhe was at that time.

"Master." Seeing Xing Zhongjie, Feng Sizhe respectfully bowed his head and called out to the master.

As soon as the master shouted, Xing Zhongjie was stunned. has been in contact with Feng Sizhe for more than half a year, and this is the first time he has officially admitted the relationship between Xing Zhongjie and him like this, and the eyes of the big man Xing Zhongjie can't help but moisten a little. For this grandson of Lieutenant General Zhao, who is known as Zhao Lao's favorite all along, he can be said to have worked hard to take out all of his skills, but he still couldn't get the recognition of others, and his mood was extremely low for a while, but now Feng Sizhe is finally willing to call him a master, which also makes Xing Zhongjie really moved from the bottom of his heart.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Xing Zhongjie's eyes were a little rosy, Feng Sizhe hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xing Zhongjie hurriedly took a deep breath, hid his emotion in his heart, and looked at Feng Sizhe.

"Okay, what did the master teach me today, let's practice together." Feng Sizhe didn't know what he learned from Xing Zhongjie yesterday, because his yesterday was so far away and unreachable in his memory.

"Well, okay, then I'll teach you the 12 grappling styles today, come, let's practice together." Xing Zhongjie didn't expect Feng Sizhe to really want to learn kung fu with him seriously, and he couldn't help but be excited.

Hearing the 12 styles of grappling and fighting, Feng Sizhe naturally nodded happily, although he had also learned these kung fu, and even practiced it all the time, but he did know that he had been reborn, even if it was something that he knew before, he couldn't reveal it too much, but he had to be humble and modest, and he couldn't let people see any flaws.

Feng Sizhe agreed yes, and then began to practice with Xing Zhongjie. Not far away, Zhao Wanyong, who saw this scene, was a little confused, and nodded after exchanging a look with his second sister Zhao Lishu and younger sister Zhao Lizhu, although he couldn't figure out Feng Sizhe's change, but no matter what, it is always a good thing that people are willing to follow the master to practice martial arts.

After nearly an hour of hard training, layers of sweat beads appeared on Feng Sizhe's head, and the 12 grappling fighting styles were finally completed.

Xing Zhongjie on the side looked at Feng Sizhe, who was willing to call himself his master just now, with wide eyes, and the surprise on his face was all written on his face. The 12 styles of grappling and fighting have just taught him twice, and he has learned them all, and he still looks good at fighting.

Xing Zhongjie sighed at Feng Sizhe's cleverness, but if he knew that this was all deliberately pretended by Feng Sizhe, if Feng Zhe didn't know how good this boxing would look like when he got serious, then he would definitely fall through his glasses.

Respectfully called out that the master had worked hard, and then Feng Sizhe turned around and left the west playground, at this time it was time to eat, and he still had to go to the middle and young class after eating, this is what the aunt said when she asked herself to get up in the morning, and now Feng Sizhe's long-lost memory of himself is slowly emerging, and he can slowly find a little bit of his own positioning.