"Daddy. ”

With Zhao Heling's affectionate call, the scene froze again, so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

If it weren't for the broken arm, Qian Lao couldn't wait to slap Zhao Heling in the mouth on the spot.

You call him daddy at 80?

Then if I call you a brother, don't I want to call that boy uncle?

The young disciples of the Zhao Clan's Taiji Martial Arts Hall wanted to cry even more.

Master, if you don't bring this, you are eighty years old, and you actually call him Dad?

Then we call you the ancestor, what should we call him?

This generation has simply fallen into the Mariana trench.

The most tragic is Zhao Yifan.

You're all just apprentices, okay?

Zhao Heling is my own grandfather, he is called Dad......

Then I'm not going to call the boy in flip-flops grandpa.

Especially when I thought of Ma Xiaozhen when he first came to pay homage to his birthday today, I thought he was here to fight the autumn breeze.

At that time, I thought that a peerless little beauty like Tang Xiaotang would follow such a frustrated man, it was like a flower inserted in cow dung, and she even jumped out to show her enthusiasm and wanted to snatch her love.

What is this? Grab a girlfriend with grandpa?

Zhao Yifan had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

Ma Xiaozhen coughed dryly, and also felt extremely embarrassed, the three-thousand-year-old Xuanhuang ancestor called his father, but he still looked like a three-year-old child, and he could barely bear it. This eighty-year-old man suddenly called himself Dad, which was really unbearable.

He glanced at it and saw that Zhao Heling was in a trance, obviously unintentionally shouting out during the fugue stage, and coughed twice at the moment.

After all, Zhao Heling has been cultivating qi for decades, and when he thought of his deceased father just now, he was in a mood and couldn't restrain himself. Hearing Ma Xiaozhen coughing, he suddenly woke up from his memories and knew that this man in his early twenties could not be his father anyway. Looking at the onlookers' eyes like bull's eyes, he couldn't help but blush, and bowed to Ma Xiaozhen.

"Thank you for this little brother, save me Zhao's Taiji from fire and water, Zhao Heling is here to thank you. ”

"Thank you, brother!"

Under the leadership of Zhao Heling, the disciples and grandchildren of the Zhao Taiji Martial Arts Hall clasped their fists and saluted in unison, bowing.

Ma Xiaozhen had never seen this kind of battle, and when he saw the eighty-year-old master Zhao Heling bowing to him with so many men, even though he usually had a thick skin like a city wall, he felt a little embarrassed at the moment, and hurriedly helped Zhao Heling.

"Old man Zhao, where do you speak, it's just a gesture, you don't have to be polite. ”

Zhao Heling bowed, and originally thought that Ma Xiaozhen would definitely come to help, so he used a little internal force and wanted to bow to Ma Xiaozhen. Unexpectedly, Ma Xiaozhen's support didn't seem to use half of his strength, but there was an endless softness, and he lifted Zhao Heling up lightly.

Zhao Heling was shocked, and admired Ma Xiaozhen even more, and after the joy, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas...... The ancestor created the signboard of Zhao's Taiji, which has been famous for a hundred years. Zhao Heling sighed: "It's a pity that I, Zhao Heling, am incompetent, if it weren't for the little brother today, I almost wouldn't have kept the gold signboard created by my late father......"

"Lao Zhao, don't be too sad. If it weren't for the fight 40 years ago, you hurt your qi vein, and a mere Muay Thai fighter is a tiger, how could you be your opponent. Qian Lao looked at Zhao Heling with a gloomy face, and opened his mouth to comfort.

"It's all old things, and what do you mention about him. Zhao Heling smiled bitterly and turned his gaze to Ma Xiaozhen: "However, I look at the little brother's skills, but I seem to have some relationship with my Zhao family Taiji, I don't know where the little brother's magic comes from and where he inherits?"

Ma Xiaozhen chuckled in his heart, a little embarrassed.

Where is the teacher, you can't take out the pressure cooker and show up to say it, right?

The gang had to send themselves to a psychiatric hospital.

"Uh...... Actually, I don't have a master......" Ma Xiaozhen hesitated: "I'm self-taught, uh, yes, I'm self-taught!"

"Self-taught?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

The difficulty of martial arts is deeply understood by every martial artist present. The so-called winter practice is three times and nine summers, and every move is played one by one, and I don't know how much sweat and hard training there is behind it. But if you have a good teacher to guide you, you can save a lot of time for yourself to explore, and the progress can be much faster.

This guy in flip-flops has practiced a miracle at a young age, and everyone guesses that he must be an earth-shattering big man behind him.

But I never expected that this guy would be self-taught!

Looking at everyone's suspicious eyes, Ma Xiaozhen was also a little empty in his heart, he coughed dryly twice, and had to continue to explain nonsense.

"Uh...... Here's the thing...... Originally, I was going to come to your Zhao family to eat a flowing water banquet, but then I saw two Tai Chi calligraphy handwritten by Master Zhao Gongtang, the grandmaster of your hall, which ...... If you look at it, you will see it, and you will be able to do Tai Chi......"

Just look at it......

Everyone's hearts are cool and cool.

When we entered the Zhao Taiji Martial Arts Hall, we had to practice for three years to get rid of the stiffness and clumsiness of the whole body.

After three years, we must experience the absorption and resolution of soft force, which is also called being beaten, and it is another three years.

The higher level is the condensation stage of physical use, borrowing strength, I don't know how many years I have to practice......

We practice three times in winter and summer, and we have practiced and practiced for so many years, but we can only "Tai Chi not go out for ten years", nesting at home as an otaku.

As a result, you old man, just look at it and watch it.

Nima, what a shame we can.

We may have learned fake Tai Chi......

The men who practiced martial arts were in tears.

It seems that knowledge is power.

In the future, we must study hard and make progress every day......

"Oh, that's right! I understood the 'get carried away' written by Zhao Gongtang's predecessors in the study, and I rehearsed it casually, and accidentally demolished the wall of your study. I'm sorry. Ma Xiaozhen touched the back of his head and said very apologetically.

"It's okay to do it...... Zhao Heling waved his hand in despair: "Who, please help me sit down first, I'm dizzy." ”

Dizzy, so dizzy.

He didn't know how many years he had been looking at this piece of his father's Tai Chi calligraphy in the study, and every stroke was reflected in his mind.

Nima, why didn't I just watch it!

Why do you let this kid see it?

Even though Zhao Heling has practiced Qi cultivation kung fu all his life, he can't help but want to scold his mother in his heart.

Looking at Zhao Heling's dejected appearance, Ma Xiaozhen felt a little guilty in his heart, and thought that Zhao Heling was worried that he had destroyed his father's relics, so he hurriedly explained.

"Old man Zhao, don't worry, that pair of words is fine, it's still in the study. ”

Still in the study?

The men who practiced martial arts were all stunned.

In an instant, everyone realized a problem.

The Tai Chi calligraphy in the study is no less than a legendary martial arts cheats.

Yes, even this frustrated man in flip-flops can comprehend the Tai Chi method, there is no reason why we can't?

Boom –

A second later, like a typhoon swept away, and like locusts passing through, everyone instantly rushed to the study in the backyard, and the front hall, which was originally crowded, instantly became empty, leaving only a batch of shoes, belts, and boxers scattered to the ground......

There is also a pair of old Qian dentures on the ground, turning and turning, turning and turning.