It was raining outside, and I was lying in a bamboo basket covered with a flower quilt.

In fact, at first I thought that the system would give me a newbie gift package, such as an adult's body, a handsome guy or something. But now I'm still the same baby as before, an older baby.

As I was observing, the door next to it opened. "It seems that you and I are destined, so you will be my apprentice" Listening to this, there was an uncle in front of him, with fortitude on his face and his eyes full of stories.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year, that uncle is Huo Yuanjia, a legend, this year has grown up in this Jingwu Sect, today I took small steps and came to the lobby, looking at familiar faces, among which the master Huo Yuanjia was seated, next to the senior brothers, and the naughty fifth senior brother Chen Zhen, at this time the voice of the senior sister sounded behind me.

Xiaotian, don't run around, there are a lot of people here, be careful of falling. I looked at her happily, okay, okay, my wife, I'm growing up, and I'll be fine.

At this time, the master spoke, Xiaotian, why are you here, don't go to the backyard to play, I happily ran to him, master, I want to learn kung fu, I have grown up, I want to learn very powerful kung fu. In this way, I can protect my master and my wife!

Okay, let's start learning today, but learning kung fu is not easy, and you have to endure hardships.

Master, I can endure hardships the most, just like the fifth senior brother.

In this way, I started my martial arts life, getting up early every day, practicing the basic skills with my senior brothers, I practiced very quickly, and I could see a lot of boxing skills, and in such a day ushered in the Shanghai incident.

The Japanese, foreigners, and warlords from all walks of life gathered in Zhangyuan, Shanghai, and the British Hercules Opiyin challenged all the major factions and martial arts halls, but all of them were defeated, and the British newspapers even hyped up insulting articles such as "The Sick Man of East Asia."

In the face of this kind of thing, Shi Niang didn't want the master to go, after all, the foreigners in Shanghai now have the final say, they have guns, and they don't blink when they kill people, Shi Niang is very worried, and trotted all the way to the martial arts hall, "Yuan Jia, you can't go." "I saw the resolute look in my mother's eyes, and I knew that my master would go.

Ah Yun, I have to go, I created Jingwumen to let the world understand that Chinese kung fu is not a show, the country is strong when the youth is strong, and we can't lose to foreigners.

The master's resolute eyes and firm words reminded me of the unsung heroes who died in this era, some things can be lost, and some cannot.

Shi Niang didn't continue to stop the master, just looked at the back of the person who went there, I looked at her face and said, "Master Niang, let's go and watch the master compete in martial arts! Let's go and cheer for the master, okay?"

My sister looked at me, nodded, bent down and picked me up and walked outside.