Chapter 11 Strengthening Training Courses

It's not that Ji Yao has to remember her father's hatred, but since she was a child, she has been under double pressure that she shouldn't bear at a young age.

Mei Qian's catching her to exercise her physical fitness is just a physical suffering, and Lao Ji's brain refining is not a joke.

The ability of the old Ji family has lasted for so many generations, and it can be regarded as a small success in terms of developing spiritual power.

Because there are talented children born for generations, there is also a specific training process.

Although Ji Shengchuan was extremely good to Ji Yao, he couldn't let her escape this set of ancestral regulations.

There is a small test in January and a big test in half a year.

There are also six-year elementary basic classes, three-year intermediate advanced classes, three-year advanced advanced classes, and finally four-year top-level practical classes.

No one is an exception.

Ji Yao has been an outstanding student representative since he was a child.

At the age of three, he was able to rely on his own spiritual power to hold his breath and concentrate on finding out which of the three basins was the eldest king with Ji Shengchuan's name written on it.

At the age of eight, he was able to enter the mountains alone, take the old Wang family next door to get lost in the ravine, and bring home the green hat earth dog.

Ji Yao has won a sect-level scholarship for more than ten years in a row, which is well deserved.

It's just that everyone in the old Ji family applauded Ji Yao's outstandingness happily, but the person with the surname Mei Qian was not very happy.

Mei Qian looked at Ji Yao holding the pennant every year, standing in front of the weak chickens in her eyes, her eyebrows twisted like the roots of the old willow tree in front of the door that had twisted her waist for decades and was hard to fall.

It's not a taste in my heart.

She, dignified Mei Qian, Mei Woman, Mei Former Gold Medal, Shallow Woman.

Seeing the little broken things he gave birth to, he was crowned with the title of the head of the Trace Sect, as well as the name of the top ten outstanding teenagers of the Lao Ji family.

Every day is dangling in front of her eyes, how can her heart be balanced.

Why?

It's not that she doesn't have equity investment, why didn't this dead child inherit her flexible body, strong physique, vigorous posture, and flexible skills?

Say that Ji Yao is stupid, he can get the first place in his homework.

Let's say Ji Yao, he is among the best in the next exam.

Mei held her breath and watched Ji Yao for more than ten years, but she really couldn't compliment the old Ji family's ancestral development mode of "the body can't keep up with the brain", and then she was a little depressed.

is even more depressed than when he learned that Ji Shengchuan was the head of a certain pheasant sect after giving birth.

Generally speaking, when Mei Qian is depressed, she usually does two things.

First, abuse yourself.

Second, abuse others.

When Mei Qian was young, whenever things didn't go her way, she liked to hold a sword, pick a group of people, and abuse herself and others.

The Great Demon King of the Full.

That being said, the Great Demon King eventually has a time to abdicate and make way for the virtuous.

The world still has to be left to the scourge of young people.

So, after a few years of life in Lao Ji's family, Mei Qian, who was naturally diligent, also developed a lazy temper.

She only felt that since her "Gold Medal Woman" identity card had the word "former" in front of it, there was no need to do it herself for the sake of peace in the rivers and lakes.

It is better to actively devote herself to the education of her daughter, and devote herself to cultivating Ji Yao into a new generation of gold medal heroines.

Cultivating your own daughters is not a hurtful thing, right?

It can be said that not abusing is not a mother.

The reason why Mei Qian was able to become a generation of gold medal heroines was not because she was famous. Instead, with excellent roots, on the way to upgrade and beat people all the way, he learned the strengths of all the families.

That trick and style, for her, is just a little look at it can be learned.

Mei Qian was very puzzled.

She was patient and personally took Ji Yao's arms and legs, and she couldn't teach her how to change the tricks.

Is there something wrong with the part she expresses, or is there something wrong with Ji Yao's child's receiving part.

I am as proud as a plum, and I feel that there is nothing wrong with my education method.

All the reasons come down to the fact that Ji Yao inherited most of Ji Shengchuan, and her excellent genes can't change the fact that her roots are too poor.

After forcibly ignoring the most essential reason, Mei Qian instilled in Ji Yao every day that people who practice martial arts pay the most attention to diligence and make up for their clumsiness.

For this reason, Ji Yao's own mother Mei Qian also formulated a more rigorous physical training method, codenamed "Chicken Killing Plan".

Although the ancients had a cloud that a strict master produced a high apprentice, it also depends on whether the apprentice is suitable to learn from the master......

A master pastry chef may indeed be able to teach a fool to knead dough, but it is impossible for him to figure out by himself in a short period of time what kind of new dim sum is earth-shattering and everyone applauds.

The same is true for Mei Qian and Ji Yao.

A woman with a full score of force may indeed be able to teach her own child Zamabu, but it is impossible to let Ji Yao, who has a brain more developed than her limbs, inherit all the moves she knows in a short period of time.

There are gaps that cannot be filled with diligence.

To put it bluntly, it is that the children are not teachable at all, very unteachable.

Mei Qian spent a lot of effort but didn't understand Ji Yao, of course, she was on fire every day.

And the children of the rivers and lakes love to drink as soon as they have a nest of fire.

When I drink too much, I like to scold the street.

It is conceivable that when Mei Qian, who has rich internal strength, scolds the street, how loud and full of neutrality is, and the sound is in the ears, endless, and never the same.

Ji Yao and her father Ji Shengchuan didn't dare to dissuade them at all, let alone fight back.

Mei Qian, who drank wine, was even more violent, cutting down trees when she saw trees, and people splitting people.

Over time, Ji Yao finally couldn't stand this kind of spiritual poison, and with his half-hung light skills, it took him half an hour to climb over the wall, carrying a bag of gold beads and silver tickets, and ran away from home.

We all know what happened after that.

Ji Yao was young and had little experience, so he accidentally met someone unladylike and ended up in Fuzhi Town......

Our heroine Ji Yao, every morning when she wakes up and sees the simple furnishings in the room, feels the light through the roving tent, and the wooden bed under her buttocks, she has to slow down for a while.

She especially misses the soft brocade quilt and gorgeous flower tent at home.

I feel sorry for myself every day, comforting myself and saying that the past is like a cloud of smoke, the prosperity is gone, the days always have to pass, and then I reluctantly get up.

Ji Yao walked out of the house as usual, and saw Xiao Le dancing his sword in the courtyard seriously.

One move and one style are decent, tigers and tigers are vigorous, and one is powerful.

Ji Yao couldn't see what kind of realm Xiao Le was, but he saw a pile of dead leaves that she had just swept last night, and because of his bull-like footwork, it spread out flat and spread all over the courtyard......

Oh, the dead man who killed a thousand knives.

Ji Yao was so angry that he suddenly got a little nervous.

I couldn't help but stroke my palms and laughed heartily: "Wow, wow!" Young heroes are very skilled! I have never seen these moves, but when I look at them today, I really dance a good sword, and they are completely peerless

It's cheap! ”