The morning sun shines on the surface of the river, reflecting the sparkling water.

A breeze blew from across the river, rattling the grass on the bank.

An old man wearing a white practice uniform was practicing boxing on the bank of the river, and it could be seen from his movements that he was playing tai chi.

The old man had gray hair and almost no flesh on his body, and he looked very thin, but he felt very energetic, and there were large knots on his neck and arms, like the roots of an old tree.

The Tai Chi played by the old man is also different from the Tai Chi played by the old men in the ordinary park, sometimes it is very slow and slow, making people wonder if he is standing there and falling asleep.

But sometimes it suddenly sps up and slams its muscles, cutting through the air with a brush on the sleeve and making a crisp sound!

After practicing for about half an hour, the old man slowly put away his fist and walked back.

There are also many old people on the bank of the river who also exercise here in the morning, and when they see him, they will greet him with a smile.

"Lao Zhao, went back so early today?"

"I have to go back early to get food, my grandson is here today."

The old man said with a smile on his face, looking very proud.

"Oh, my grandson is here, I want to go back early."

"Yes, you practice slowly."

“......”

The old man returned all the way from the river, and then went to the only seafood market in the county to buy seafood.

At around 9 a.m., the old man returned to his residence.

It is a very old house, with a total of three floors and a yard.

The courtyard gate is a door wood, which is full of mottled traces, the old man pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, there was a manpower tricycle parked in the yard, someone was drying clothes in the yard, and said hello with a smile after seeing the old man:

"Grandpa Zhao, did you buy so many dishes today?"

"Yes, my grandson is here today."

The old man still said proudly.

"Grandson is coming? No wonder you're so happy. ”

"Hahaha."

The old man walked upstairs with a smile, and everyone he met along the way would take the initiative to greet him.

He is the owner of the house and rents out the first and second floors, so these are his tenants who meet him.

I went up to the third floor in one breath, and he was the only one living on the entire floor.

The old man began to cook and was busy until almost 11 o'clock, when he heard the sound of someone going upstairs and quickly turned his head to look.

Soon, a young man with glasses appeared in front of him with a smile:

"Grandpa, I'm coming!"

The person who came was Zhao Yan, who specially went to the county seat today to see his grandfather Zhao Xianming.

Zhao Xianming's eyes lit up when he saw his grandson, and a smile bloomed on his wrinkled face:

"Sit down first, and the meal will be ready in no time."

After Zhao Yan approached, he looked at his grandson, whom he hadn't seen for a long time:

"Why are you wearing glasses? Nearsighted? ”

Zhao Yan shook his head and said with a smile:

"Grandpa, these are flat glasses, they look good to wear."

In fact, the one he wears is the S-class equipment 'Explorer Glasses' that he drew from the lottery, and it is solar-charged anyway, so he wears it all the time, and he can detect the strength of other people's bodies at any time.

For example, at this time, the image presented by grandfather Zhao Xianming in his eyes is that most of the whole body is white, but there are also some places that are pink, and a few parts are dark red.

In the past, Zhao Yan didn't have a deep exploration of the national arts, and he didn't know what level his grandfather's national arts were at, but now he can detect the strength of the other party's body through the explorer's glasses, and it is clear at once.

When people are old and old, the muscles of the whole body will naturally degenerate, so most of the muscle strength is white, and those pink and even crimson muscles are Zhao Xianming's fascia and muscles and bones, which are distributed throughout his body, forming the outline of a human body.

Although fascia and muscles and bones will also degenerate, they are much slower than the degeneration of muscles, and they can become stronger and stronger in terms of explosiveness, but the difference is only endurance, endurance, and endurance.

Therefore, although some big boxers can't beat the bright energy when they get old, they can still play the dark energy, and the instantaneous explosive power may be very terrifying!

Of course, after a few outbursts, these people will not be able to do well.

Therefore, it is still afraid of being weak and strong.

But if you change to using weapons, it's a different matter.

Zhao Xianming's strength can reach pink or even crimson, which means that the other party must have practiced dark energy, as for whether he combined light and dark strength when he was young to reach the realm of playing 'double tricks', this Zhao Yan doesn't know.

When Zhao Yan looked at his grandfather with explorer glasses, Zhao Xianming was also looking at Zhao Yan carefully.

The old man's eyes were very vicious, and at the first glance he saw Zhao Yan, he noticed that his grandson had changed a lot, and he had an extra temperament.

This is the temperament of a great boxer with successful boxing skills!

The more Zhao Xianming looked at it, the more surprised he became, if it weren't for Zhao Yan's appearance not changing, he would have wondered if the person in front of him was his grandson.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yan noticed Zhao Xianming's strange appearance and asked.

"It's nothing, you go to rest first, I'll fry the vegetables right away and eat."

Zhao Xianming said with a smile.

Ten minutes later, the grandfather and grandson sat down at the dinner table to eat together.

Stir-fried beef, shredded potatoes, boiled prawns, seaweed egg drop soup.

are all dishes that Zhao Yan loves to eat.

"What does it taste like?"

"Delicious!"

"Then eat more."

Zhao Xianming smiled happily.

The two chatted about homely things while eating, and after eating, Zhao Yan took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, washed the dishes, and then he came to his grandfather:

"Grandpa, look."

After speaking, Zhao Yan launched the [Foot Shock], stomped his right foot on the ground fiercely, and at the same time pushed out with an elbow.

Smack-

There was a bright crunch in the room.

Zhao Xianming's eyes widened and he looked at Zhao Yan in surprise:

"Six forces in one?!"

Zhao Yan looked back proudly:

"What's going on?"

"When did you get this done?"

"I've only recently practiced, am I okay with my practice?"

"Good! Well practiced! ”

"Grandpa......"

Zhao Yan noticed that the old man's expression was a little strange, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold the other party's hand.

Zhao Xianming waved his hand:

"It's okay, grandpa is happy."

As he spoke, his eyes were a little red.

In fact, the old man has accepted the result that the family heirloom boxing method will be broken in his own hands.

A generation has a generation's philosophy, and many things are really not demanded.

But he still feels very sorry, because this is something passed down from the ancestors, and it contains too much effort and hard work!

In the inheritance from generation to generation, if someone is lazy, slack, or encounters any accidents, the boxing technique will be lost.

But it has not been lost after all, it has passed through hundreds of years, and through the efforts of generations, it has finally been completely passed into the hands of Zhao Xianming.

The old man does not ask future generations to carry forward the boxing technique, he just hopes that this boxing technique can continue to be passed down from generation to generation.

But even if it's just that, it's still too hard and too difficult in this day and age......

So when Zhao Yan used his shaking feet to show the unity of the six forces, Zhao Xianming was so excited.

He saw the brilliance of boxing again in his grandson.

This represents legacy!

......