Just after the hour, Zhao An saw that Zhao Xiaoyun had already rested, so he began to urge her to start practicing martial arts.

Wearing the same set of martial arts clothes that my mother brought over in the morning, it fits very well.

Zhao Xiaoyun stood in the center of the martial arts training ground, standing in a military posture, and looked at Zhao An with a serious face.

After Zhao An stood up, he put his hands behind his back and asked, "Yun'er, do you know the basic knowledge of martial arts." ”

The basics.

Zhao Xiaoyun has read too many novels, and subconsciously replied, "The bottom plate is stable." ”

The words are not rough, Zhao An nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, martial arts practice pays attention to the unity of internal and external, and the form and the god are interconnected and unified as a whole." Yun'er, you don't have a foundation, if the next game is unstable, then no matter how much you practice martial arts, it's just a showcase, not to mention the battlefield, even if you walk in the troubled times, you may not be able to walk. ”

Zhao Xiaoyun agreed with this sentence very much, ancient heroes had to have the ability to walk the world, just like modern times need money to travel.

"Yun'er wants to truly understand the connotation of martial arts, you must put aside all the concepts of the sect, and feel it with your heart, because martial arts have no form, so there is no difference between strength and weakness in martial arts, you have to experience the spirit of martial arts, transform from the outside to the inside, so as to understand the true meaning of martial arts," Zhao An said a lot of words, Zhao Xiaoyun was in the fog, for her now, the unity of body and mind is undoubtedly incomprehensible, just when Zhao Xiaoyun's head was big, Zhao An finally summed up today's main points. "So there's only one thing you have to do, Zamabu."

Zhao Xiaoyun sighed, recalling the appearance of Zama on TV, standing with his legs apart, then bending his knees, half-squatting, and holding his hands flat.

Zhao An saw Zhao Xiaoyun's serious Zama step, without any complaints, and nodded secretly, this girl is really good, but unfortunately she has not practiced martial arts since she was a child, otherwise her achievements will be higher.

After standing for less than five minutes, Zhao Xiaoyun's legs began to tremble, and his breathing began to be a little unsteady.

Zhao An said loudly behind her, "Now feel your inner self and let your body and mind become one." Understand the true meaning of martial arts in horse steps. ”

Inside, Zhao Xiaoyun took a deep breath and hypnotized himself, I wasn't in Zamabu, I was sitting and watching TV, I wasn't tired, I was eating.

With such self-hypnosis, Zhao Xiaoyun's memories have opened up a lot, but his legs are shaking more and more.

"Smack."

Zhao Xiaoyun didn't stabilize for a moment and fell to the ground.

Zhao An shouted, "Distraction is a big taboo when practicing martial arts, not only can you not understand martial arts, but it will also hurt your internal organs." You just don't have internal strength now, you can't feel it, if you have internal strength, you are so distracted, sooner or later you will go crazy. ”

"I-" Zhao Xiaoyun wanted to explain that he wanted to stand longer, but after thinking about it, he swallowed what he wanted to say. Standing up and nodding apologetically, "Dad, I was wrong,"

"Go on." Zhao An said lightly, and then took a horse beside Zhao Xiaoyun, as steady as a rock. Zhao Xiaoyun actually had the idea of kicking her father.

Zhao An opened his eyes and saw Zhao Xiaoyun staring at his legs, slightly distracted, and said, "Want to try real horse steps?" ”

Zhao Xiaoyun nodded subconsciously, and then quickly shook her head, her father is now a coach, and many years of experience have taught her that she must not joke too much with her superiors.

But Zhao An said that it was difficult to chase the horse, and said loudly, "Kick it hard with your legs." ”

"Me? It's true? Zhao Xiaoyun was a little stunned in his heart, but with Zhao An's encouragement, he still stretched out his leg and kicked it, with little strength, but the angle was enough to make a person fall.

But Zhao An is still as steady as a rock, without the slightest instability.

"Hey, it's really stable. I thought it was all a lie on TV," Zhao Xiaoyun muttered.

Zhao An said again, "Come again, use your greatest strength." ”

Since it was determined that Ma Bu was really magical, Zhao Xiaoyun was not polite.

took two steps back, helped him, held his breath and rushed forward, until Zhao An was beside him, and kicked over. It's like kicking a steel plate.

"Plop." Bang.

Zhao Xiaoyun fell heavily to the ground, her back hurt, her buttocks hurt, and she regretted it in her heart, mother, why did she do it herself?

Her father is still firmly in place! Her feet hurt, her back hurt, her buttocks hurt, and her young heart hurt.

Zhao An breathed back, stood up, looked down at Zhao Xiaoyun lying on the ground, and stretched out a hand.

Zhao Xiaoyun grabbed it, got up, pouted, and rubbed her back, she wanted to rub her buttocks, but she was afraid that this ancient world attached great importance to grooming and appearance, which was too indecent.

"Yun'er can understand the meaning of Zamabu now." Zhao An asked, if he still didn't understand this time, then he could only let her take a step, and he would kick it and feel it.

"Understood, Dad." Zhao Xiaoyun felt that his back and buttocks felt a little, and returned to his place again, half-squatting down.

"Toes outward, feet a little more apart, don't get distracted, focus on your body."

With Zhao An's little guidance, Zhao Xiaoyun felt that although she was much more tired than when she just stood up, she did have some different feelings and was more persistent.

After a stick of incense, Zhao An became more and more satisfied with Zhao Xiaoyun in his heart, and the first time Zamabu was able to stick to a stick of incense, which was an extremely good result, after all, she was still a woman, and the stability of the next game was not as good as that of a man.

After another stick of incense, Zhao An was not satisfied, but surprised. Seeing that Zhao Xiaoyun's breathing had not yet begun to change, his face became more and more ruddy.

A word suddenly came to Zhao An's mind: the proud son of heaven.

After the time of the three incense sticks, Zhao Xiaoyun finally began to breathe a little heavier.

As the time passed, Zhao Xiaoyun's legs began to be a little unstable.

During the five-pillar incense time, Zhao Xiaoyun's face became more and more ruddy, as if he was about to drip blood.

Zhao An clenched his fists and wanted to make a sound to make Zhao Xiaoyun stop, but thinking of how Yun'er could harvest if she didn't experience pain, she stopped and walked to Zhao Xiaoyun's side lightly, ready to catch her who fell at any time.

The six-pillar incense is the time of the three teas. Zhao Xiaoyun's breathing became more and more rapid, and his body was shaky.

With Zhao Xiaoyun's last heavy exhalation, he could no longer exhale smoothly, and his body fell forward, crying out in his heart that he was unlucky, and he also saw that he was about to hit the ground with a pretty face.

Zhao An grabbed Zhao Xiaoyun's right hand the moment she fell, and held her steadily.

But as soon as she relaxed like this, Zhao Xiaoyun's most intuitive feeling was that these legs were not hers, and she couldn't stand at all!

But she still wanted to ask, "Dad, how long has it been?" ”

"It won't be long, and there is still work to be done." Zhao An suddenly let go of his hand.

Zhao Xiaoyun fell to the ground for the third time, she really didn't want to get up, so let her die here lazy!