The first dawn of the dawn, the first pupils of the sun. The east had just lit up with a hint of fish belly white, and the clouds had not yet dispersed, and a wisp of purple qi came to the sky.

Wuji Mountainside, a corner of miscellaneous labor, a small courtyard. Under a large vat, the fire had already been extinguished, a wisp of green smoke rose up, and a young man sitting cross-legged in the vat was Ling Tian, his flushed face also returned to normal. The black liquid in the tank seemed to have diluted a little, and the water level had also dropped, revealing a small half of the shoulder.

The wooden door of the "squeak" yard sounded, and a middle-aged uncle with a rough middle in the middle of the obscene walked in, it was Uncle Chen.

At this time, Ling Tian also opened his eyes, "Huh" exhaled and looked at the uncle, without saying a word, he walked out of the vat, walked to the other vats in the corner of the yard, scooped out the water in the vats and rinsed the residual liquid on his body.

The uncle glanced at Ling Tian and didn't say a word, but nodded slightly, maybe he didn't even notice it. Then the uncle faces east and stands still.

After Ling Tian rinsed it, he didn't change his clothes, so he walked over and stood behind Uncle Chen's right side, also standing quietly.

After a while, Uncle Chen and Ling Tian moved almost at the same time, their horses were stretched out, their hands were raised, and their faces were also serious, as if they were doing something sacred. I actually practiced boxing, rigid and soft, opening and closing, when rigid and soft, soft and soft, rigid and soft. Uncle Chen's practice is mellow and sophisticated, and it looks like he has been immersed in it for decades. And what is really surprising is Ling Tian, Ling Tian's practice is almost on par with Uncle Chen, you must know that Ling Tian is only thirteen years old now, even if he has practiced boxing since he was a child, it is difficult to reach this realm, because this is not just practice, this is something that needs to be understood, where is the gap between the mental maturity of the two.

But Ling Tian did it, in fact, Ling Tian had only practiced this set of boxing techniques for more than four years, but Uncle Chen had never taught him or given him guidance, just let Ling Tian practice as much as he could. Therefore, Ling Tian followed up and practiced until now. Ling Tian's body has gradually improved from being weak and thin since he practiced this set, Ling Tian once asked Uncle Chen what the name of this boxing technique was, but Uncle Chen smiled and said nothing, Ling Tian had no way of knowing, Ling Tian also suspected that Uncle Chen was not just a chef. In fact, in Ling Tian's heart, Uncle Chen is a teacher, friend and father.

In fact, this kind of talent is also powerless in Uncle Chen's heart, and it is extremely demonic, because he knows that this set of boxing techniques is not simple.

Ling Tian was still quite famous among the miscellaneous disciples, because he had a name among the miscellaneous disciples - the cursed genius.

In fact, Ling Tian had been a miscellaneous disciple of the Wuji Gate four years ago, but because his body had always been too weak, he only applied for the Wuji Gate Outer Gate after his health improved, that is, a year and a half ago. In the past, when the Wuji Sect tutor was teaching miscellaneous disciples, whether it was combat experience or ordinary basic martial arts, Ling Tian knew the fastest and practiced the most proficiently. Even the mentor was full of praise and called him a genius. But the good times didn't last long, although Ling Tian's talent was still the undisputed first when sensing force, but it failed when he introduced force to temper his body to become a martial apprentice, although the force was successfully introduced into the body, but as soon as the force entered Ling Tian's body, he stormed away without waiting for Ling Tian to pull and temper, like a wild horse that had escaped from the horse, and the fierce beast out of the cage was uncontrollable, this was the root of the competition among the people of this Battle Spirit Continent, so Ling Tian would be seriously injured every time he wanted to practice martial arts.

An hour later, Uncle Chen and Ling Tian successively reaped their merits. The plan of the day lies in the morning, and practicing boxing for an hour every morning is something they can't shake.

Uncle Chen said to Ling Tian with a straight face: "It's not bad, there is progress." ”

"Hey, it's just progress, I feel like I'm almost ahead of you, I'm a genius. Ling Tian choked at Uncle Chen.

"Yes, yes, you are a genius, cursed!" Uncle Chen said with a smile on his face.

"You old bastard, I'll fight with you. Ling Tian instantly exploded when he heard this, jumped up and started fighting. This blames the uncle for not opening any pot and mentioning which pot. The nameless fist was used, and the two fought back and forth. Ling Tian seemed to be menacing and full of anger, but his fist was smooth and there was no emotion in the slightest. Because Ling Tian and Ben were not angry, this strange uncle used this matter to stimulate him twice in three days, and Ling Tian was optimistic, if it weren't for this, in this world where martial arts are respected and revered for martial artists, who can bear the pain of not being able to cultivate despite having a peerless talent for martial arts.

After a while, Uncle Chen clapped his hands and said with a stinky smile: "Alas! Well, it's time to save the outer disciples from the dire situation. Then he hummed a little tune and walked away.

Ling Tian was left to lie on the ground alone, with a swollen bag on his left face, a dark circle in his right eye, and a wisp of blood flowing from his nose. Ling Tian touched the left side of his face and gasped: "Snort~, damn, stinky uncle, I'm still an injured person, so I won't do it lightly." ”

"Sooner or later, I'm going to beat you up with a blue nose and swollen face," Ling Tian said viciously.

Naturally, Uncle Chen couldn't hear them, otherwise he would have to be beaten fat.