Chapter 122: The Fan of a Generation Grandmaster (2)

While speaking, the martial arts training ground that the three of them had already arrived at seemed to be very quiet at the moment, and no one seemed to be there.

"Why is there no one?" Erbao asked suspiciously.

Yu Yun smiled and explained, "Those who come here to practice all arrive at five o'clock in the morning, leave at seven o'clock, and go to the private school below for breakfast." ”

"And there are schools here?" Erbao was surprised.

Speaking of school, Dad seems to be ready for them, but unfortunately something unexpected happened, otherwise they should be in school by this time. Not only did Erbao think so, but Dabao was also a little stunned.

"Of course, you don't look old, but a lot of them are modern. For example, the lights in the room, such as the bathroom, the bathroom, and many so on are modern products. Only on the surface it looks like a quaint house, and even the clothes are ancient styles, but in fact they are not at all inside. "Yu Yun has gone out with his grandfather a few times and has seen the world.

Dabao suddenly realized, "I see! ”

"In fact, when we reach a certain age, we have to go out to experience academic qualifications, and after living outside for a period of time, we will be assigned tasks. Some things are completely based on one's own ability, and if you can't do it, you will be a waster. ”

"What about you?" Erbao asked.

"Me? I'm not like them. ”

Yu Yun's tone was full of pride, their family had served by the side of the head of the family for generations, and they knew a lot of things.

Yu Yun, who was speaking, had already opened the door of the martial arts training ground, and Erbao saw the wooden stake in the distance, and he had an urge to try it. The eyes were shining, the wind was blowing under the feet, and in the blink of an eye the man was already in front of the stake.

After returning to China, he missed the wooden stake like the rushing water of the Yangtze River.

Dabao was not in a hurry to practice martial arts, and looked around at Chun Yu's martial arts training ground. The area of the martial arts training ground is not small at all, there are all kinds of facilities, and several of the houses can be seen to have equipment inside, but he has no interest in these things.

The second treasure was already standing on the stake, and Yu Yun wanted to go up with an itch in his heart, but he did not forget his duty, and stood aside without moving.

"Yu Yun, how are your kung fu?" Erbao of the stake asked in a loud voice.

"Average, it can only be regarded as improvised." Yu Yun said modestly.

Although Erbao doesn't talk much, it doesn't mean that he is not smart, and he can't listen to the subtext of the cloud.

"Come up, let's compare!"

Erbao stood on it and beckoned to Yu Yun, Dabao squinted his eyes and found a suitable position to stand up, choosing to watch. Yu Yun didn't hesitate when he saw this, and went directly to the stake, and Erbao was immediately happy when he saw it.

He likes Yu Yun's temperament!

The steady little body stood aside, looking at Yu Yun quietly, and Yu Yun didn't dare to underestimate the opponent at all. When he saw Erbao for the first time, Yu Yun knew very well in his heart that the other party must be a martial artist who has been practicing martial arts since childhood. Especially when I saw the appearance of the two treasures on the pile, the eyes lit up, and the connoisseur knew if there was one as soon as he made a move.

Even Dabao saw what he looked like just now, not as neat as Erbao, but it was almost too much.

No wonder the old lady let them enter the family tree without saying a word, just looking at the hand kung fu knows that it is not ordinary.

Erbao is young and the master, Yu Yun began to have the heart to let it, but found that he needed to work hard to achieve it. Therefore, he also took out ten percent of his efforts, and seriously compared with Erbao.

The big treasure on one side looks at it with relish, and the posture of one foot and independent backhand is quite like the style of a generation of grandmasters!