Since then, Yang Keming has practiced under the guidance of Yang Wenyao every afternoon.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Keming has been practicing "Swimming in the Sea with Strong Winds" for more than a month, and he has already mastered it with his talent and intelligence, and his own physique has also been greatly strengthened. Although it can't be achieved like Yang Wenyao, it is only because of insufficient cultivation.

On the afternoon of this day, Yang Keming was practicing in the courtyard as usual, and Yang Wenyao sat on the side, pointing out his shortcomings from time to time.

I saw that Yang Keming was very skillful in gathering strength, and a ball of light emerged from the dantian, and then, the light traveled all over his body with his moves, and finally returned to his right fist.

"Broken!"

Yang Keming used all his strength to strike an ancient tree in the courtyard, and the ancient tree shook twice before returning to its stillness.

Yang Keming shook his head, as if he was not satisfied with the power generated by his fist. Practicing a practice all day long made him feel a little bored.

"Dad, now that I've learned almost everything from this 'Strong Wind Swimming in the Sea', can you teach me some other exercises?"

"If you are greedy and chew more, you can't chew it badly, and there are not many exercises in the essence, even those who are masters of cultivating the path are mostly fresh moves, and they are eaten all over the world. ”

"Oh. ”

Yang Keming was suddenly disappointed, completely lost his interest in cultivation, and kicked the stones under his feet carelessly.

Seeing this, Yang Wenyao said helplessly: "Okay, in the final analysis, this strong wind swimming in the sea is just a luck exercise, and it is not a real qi skill. You've been practicing this method for a while, so I'm going to test you today. If you pass the test, I will teach you other exercises. ”

Yang Keming said happily: "Great! Dad, how are you going to test me?"

Yang Wenyao pondered for a moment and said, "You and I will fight, if you win, how about you pass the test?"

"Huh?"

Yang Keming was obviously not satisfied with the rules, and said indignantly: "Dad, what are you kidding? If you don't want to teach me and just say it, why beat around the bush." ”

"Don't worry, I don't use cultivation, if you can hit me, you will win. ”

"Huh?"

Yang Keming said in his heart: "If you don't use cultivation, no matter how strong your father is, he is just an ordinary person, even if he can't beat you, I can't beat you?"

With that, he punched Yang Wenyao violently, trying to win by surprise.

"Innocent!"

How could Yang Wenyao not see through his thoughts? He only twisted his body slightly, dodging Yang Keming's attack. He struck out with a palm and slapped him heavily on the right side of his face.

"Oops!"

This hit was very strong, and Yang Keming's right face instantly became red and swollen.

"Dad, as the saying goes, 'Hit someone don't hit your face, slap your face and let the dog lick'!"

"Little rabbit, where did you learn these foul words?

Yang Wenyao scolded with a smile and slapped his face, Yang Keming couldn't dodge, and his left and right cheeks were hit again.

"Hehe, as the saying goes, 'The slap sounds, civilization is educated'!"

Yang Keming only felt a hot pain on his face, and he was speechless with anger. The right side of his face was slapped twice, and the redness and swelling were even worse than the left side.

"Come again!"

Yang Keming raised his fist again, but Yang Wenyao's body was extremely flexible, and he tried his best, but even the corners of his clothes were difficult to touch.

"Be careful!"

Yang Wenyao took advantage of his unpreparedness, raised his hand and slapped it again, hitting Yang Keming's left cheek. Now the size of the two faces is the same.

Yang Wenyao said with a wicked smile: "Haha, this is called 'son, don't hate, the left and right should be symmetrical'!"

"I'm mad at me!"

Yang Ke's reputation was ruined, so he simply didn't want to make a face, and frantically attacked Yang Wenyao.

Yang Wenyao used his body technique, moving up and down, and from time to time took advantage of Yang Keming's attack to launch counterattacks.

"A punch from the left, it's all because of fate......"

"A palm on the right, ask you if you are happy......"

Yang Wenyao is not only talented in cultivation, but also has certain attainments in literature, after Yang Keming's instigation, at this moment his literary thoughts are like a spring, and he has to chant a poem every time he makes a shot. Yang Keming shook his head and shook his head, like a rattle.

"No, if you continue to be beaten like this, you won't be able to stand your face and neck. ”

Faced with the double blow of body and spirit, Yang Keming finally couldn't bear it, and then threw a punch and jumped out of the circle while Yang Wenyao was dodging.

"What, you're going to throw in the towel?"

Yang Wenyao felt a little unfinished, he had just discovered that the original battle could be combined with poetry, which was wonderful, and said in his heart: "The ancients said that 'style and style are not separated', and they really don't deceive me!"

"Throw in the towel?

His childhood experience had already made Yang Keming's heart extremely tenacious, he looked at Yang Wenyao fiercely, and said in his heart: "I didn't expect my father's body to be so clever, it shouldn't be possible to touch him with my speed." Now there is only one way, which is to dodge his attack and then use the thunder method, he will definitely not be able to dodge. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Keming turned from offense to defense, protected his face with two hands, and said, "Dad, come on!"

"Oh?"

Yang Wenyao looked at his posture, he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, and said with a smile: "Interesting, I'll come too!"

After finishing speaking, his body moved, and he came to Yang Keming in an instant. Seeing that his face was well defended, he flew up and kicked him in the ass. Yang Keming couldn't dodge it and was kicked squarely.

"Oops!"

"Hehe, kick in the ass, when is the grudge!"

Yang Keming rubbed his buttocks and said angrily: "Damn, come again!"

When Yang Wenyao heard this, he waved his palm. Yang Keming subconsciously covered his cheeks, but Yang Wenyao changed the shape of his hand halfway, stretched out two fingers and pinched one of his ears.

"It hurts!"

Yang Keming, who was pinched by the ear, struggled desperately, and grabbed Yang Wenyao with both hands.

Seeing this, Yang Wenyao let go and jumped out of the circle, and mocked: "Haha, pinch your ears and see who is Dad!"

"No, Dad's attack is too fast, if I am obsessed with defense, I will definitely not be able to concentrate"

Thinking of this, Yang Keming simply gave up his defense, let out a long breath, and looked at Yang Wenyao intently.

"Come!"

Seeing that his son was so tenacious, Yang Wenyao's heart was extremely relieved. Not everyone can become a strong person, but every strong person must have a strong heart.

"Okay, look at the move!"

After experiencing Fang Cai's beating, Yang Keming calmed down. At this moment, his heart was like water, and he only had Yang Wenyao attacking him in his eyes.

"Concentrate and don't let go of every tiny move!"

Suddenly, Yang Keming only felt that everything in heaven and earth seemed to be still. Whether it's the birds in the sky, the butterflies in the grass, the fish in the pond and the leaves falling in the wind, it's all there. When I looked closely, I realized that the things were not completely still, but moving at an extremely slow speed.

The scene in front of him made Yang Keming stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses until Yang Wenyao's slap fell on his face.

Seeing that Yang Keming didn't dodge or dodge, Yang Wenyao was afraid that he would be too heavy and beat him into a fool, so he hurriedly asked, "Keming, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Keming recalled the picture of Fang Cai, only when he was hallucinated, he shook his head and said, "It's nothing, go on!"

Yang Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief at this time, raised his fist and said, "Look at the move!"

"It's good to come!"

Yang Keming concentrated again, and Fang Cai's situation actually appeared again. Although Yang Wenyao's body is flexible, in his eyes, he is like an old man who moves slowly, and he only feels that it has been a long time before he has come to him.

Suddenly, Yang Keming noticed that the sleeve of Yang Wenyao's right hand trembled slightly, and he was immediately excited.

"See, it's the right hand!"

As expected, Yang Wenyao really waved his right hand. Yang Keming, who had been prepared for a long time, was short, and found that his movements were much slower. Rao was like this, but he still dodged Yang Wenyao's attack. Then he concentrated all his strength at one point and punched Yang Wenyao in the abdomen.

Yang Wenyao never thought that he would be able to dodge his attack, and his heart was not good, but he didn't have time to retract his strength for a while, so he had to turn his qi and tap his toes to the ground, forcibly pulling himself out of Yang Keming's attack range.

Seeing this, Yang Keming said with annoyance: "Damn, it's almost a little bit!"

"Haha, it's me who lost!"

"Hmm, why did Daddy say that?"

Yang Wenyao explained: "If I don't urge my cultivation, I will definitely not be able to dodge your punch. But how exactly did you dodge my attack?

Yang Keming was overjoyed and truthfully informed Yang Wenyao of Fang Cai's situation.

When Yang Wenyao heard this, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Oh, you mean that everything you see has slowed down?"

"Exactly, that's why I can see where you're attacking from Dad early and prepare in advance. ”

Yang Wenyao leaned down and carefully examined Yang Keming's eyes, but he didn't find anything unusual. I want to read countless people in my life, but I have never heard of someone with similar ability.

"Can you try it now?"

When Yang Keming heard this, he once again concentrated on looking into the distance and said, "Yes, but after watching it for a long time, I will feel a little dizzy." ”

"Alright, you stop. ”

At this moment, Yang Wenyao's heart is surging, imagine that when the two fight, if they can see each other's every move, they will definitely take the lead and be invincible. While he was happy, he was a little worried. The path of cultivation is sinister, it is hard to imagine how many geniuses are talented, but they end up dying. Just because the husband is not guilty, he is guilty.

Thinking about this, Yang Wenyao said solemnly: "You must not mention this matter to others, remember!"

Seeing Yang Wenyao so solemn, Yang Keming didn't dare to underestimate him, and Nuo Nuo continued to speak.

"Dad, since I have won, please fulfill your promise. ”

Yang Wenyao saw that it was getting late, so he said: "Don't worry, the manly man is full of words." It's too late today, you can rest first, and tomorrow I will teach you something new. ”

Yang Keming said happily: "Thank you, Dad!"

Looking at his son with a swollen face like a pig's head, Yang Wenyao's heart was full of mixed feelings and emotion.

"Xiaoli, is it you?"

Nothing was said all night.