Chapter 7: Second Young Master's Martial Arts
As soon as Tianyou was free, he secretly ran upstairs to hold the manuscript "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Jing", listened attentively to the fairy's explanation and talked about "Yang Xu's Notes", and when he heard the difficult and incomprehensible, he asked in his heart, and the voice interpreted it for him, telling it eloquently, very clearly.
However, the fairy would not do anything but talk to him about "Yang Xu's Notes".
Tianyou asked her several times where she was, and if you could see her, but she didn't answer. He noticed that at one point she seemed to be trying her best to answer Tianyou's question, but, after a long pause, he only heard a soft sigh, "Hey!"
That sigh, Tianyou felt full of grief and blood and tears, as if in a book, as if in the distant sky.
With tears in his eyes, Tianyou asked loudly, "Where are you?"
Only my sister's voice said, "What's wrong with my brother? Why are you crying?"
Tianyou woke up and found that it was just a dream.
He told his sister about the dream, and she helped him rummage through the library but couldn't find the book.
Tianyou was busy reading books all day long, busy looking for that book, and basically didn't learn anything about martial arts. Fortunately, every time he competed, the master always arranged for Tang Wenbo, who had the highest martial arts among his classmates, to compete with him. Tang Wenbo is the youngest of the Maoshan Tang family's literary generation, he is a good person, very smart, and his martial arts are also high, he always protects Tianyou every time he competes, so every time he takes a martial arts exam, Tianyou's results are always not bad.
In this way, Tianyou spent another five years in the ancestral hall.
In the fifteenth year of Jiajing, Tianyou has grown up and is already fifteen years old.
On the first day of August, the day of the monthly examination of the Tang family ancestral hall. At lunch, her mother asked Wen Ting about Tianyou's study. Wen Ting has always praised Tianyou for his earnestness in learning and making progress in martial arts, and his mother decided to go to the ancestral hall to watch Tianyou's monthly martial arts competition, and to reward his classmates who accompanied him to learn martial arts.
The monthly examination was held in the martial arts training ground behind the hall, and the thirteen sons of the Tang clan, Wang Jibao, the young master of the Wang family, Wang Jichan, the eldest lady of the Wang family, and Wen Ting sat on the ground around the martial arts training ground under the leadership of the master Tang Wentao, and found a chair for the Shen family to sit down.
Wen Ting pulled her younger brother Tianyou to sit down with her mother in her arms, Wang Jichan also sat down next to her, Wang Jibao came over and pulled Wang Jichan up and said, "Sister, let's be interesting." Wang Jibao picked up his sister Wang Jichan and walked to the southwest corner to sit down with Jiang Haoyu, the grandson of the Jiang family, Li Jiahao, the son of the Li family, and Zhou Qingliu and Zhou Qingquan, twins of the Zhou family.
Wang Jibao, seventeen years old, two years older than Tianyou, half a head taller than Tianyou, his body is stronger and more powerful than Tianyou, with a long face, a pair of black and talking eyes, black shiny hair, a slightly upturned nose, and a mature look that does not look like a teenage boy at all.
Wang Jichan, with a white melon seed face, a pair of watery eyes under curved eyebrows, a cherry mouth, and a little red lips on the powder, is indeed very beautiful. Being pulled by her brother, she smiled slightly, her expression was still shy, and she looked at Tianyou with affection, it looked like a fifteen-year-old girl, obviously waiting to marry a precocious billet.
Tianyou's eyes met Wang Jichan's affectionate eyes, his eyes met, Tianyou's face turned red, and he hurriedly turned around and avoided seeing him with a cold war.
Wang Jibao seemed to see something, pulled his sister, and glared at Tianyou viciously.
Wen Ting saw it in her eyes, pretending not to see anything, and pulled her younger brother Tianyou and whispered: "Come to the library pavilion, I have something to say." ”
Tianyou followed his sister to the library pavilion.
Wen Ting: "Say, what's the matter? That little vixen of the Wang family is looking at you with straight eyes? That little red guy is glaring at you viciously?"
Tianyou: "I don't know. ”
Wen Ting: "I don't know, sister, you also lied?"
"I, I" God bless me for a moment.
Wen Ting: "Don't blush, just say it." ”
Tianyou looked at her sister and said embarrassedly: "I used to meet her with her, the little vixen you said often in my dreams, I met many times when I was a child, she always followed me and pestered me, but I have never seen her." ”
Tianyou had something else to say, and he was embarrassed to say it, and his face was red. After a pause, he continued: "The day before yesterday, the master was not there, a few of us secretly ran to the outskirts of the west of the city to play, the first time I met her, I thought I had seen her somewhere, so I stared at her a few more times, and accidentally fell into the ditch on the side of the road, and she came to pull me. Xiaoqiang saw it and joked with me and said, 'Uncle Xiao married her home to be a little aunt.' Xiao Gang followed behind and shouted: "Wang Er, come quickly, your sister is my little aunt!" Tang Wenbo came over to fight with Wang Er, and the master Brother Wentao came and arrested us back to the ancestral hall to punish us for kneeling. You all know this for all of us. ”
After hearing this, Wen Ting pulled her younger brother Tianyou over and hugged him in her arms: "What is his Wang family? I don't want that little vixen to be your companion. ”
Wen Ting stood up and pulled up Tianyou: "Let's go, my good brother, next time I'll come to Wenbo and tell that wild dog a good lesson." Don't be afraid of the competition, let Wenbo go first, and then you will go up when he beats them all down, and don't beat Wenbo down, that's too fake, it's okay to fight for more than ten rounds, and then I'll let Brother Wentao call it over. ”
Tianyou: "Okay, listen to my sister." ”
Wen Ting pulled Tianyou up and walked down the attic, everyone had sat down quietly, and they sat down with their mother.
Tang Wentao: "Disciples, today is the monthly exam, my aunt is here, everyone cheer up and behave well, and wait for Mrs. Hui to be rewarded." ”
Tang Wentao faced Shen: "Auntie, what do you command?"
Shen: "As usual, I'm just here to take a look." ”
Tang Wentao: "If you go back to my aunt, our monthly test is divided into single month and bimonthly, the single month test is the mastery of the routine, the basic skills are tested, and the bimonthly test is sparring to test everyone's ability to fight. Practice as usual. ”
Shen: "Then let's take a look at the sparring." ”
Tang Wentao: "Who will come first?"
As soon as the words fell, Tang Wenbo stood up, walked to the center of the field, bowed to the Shen family, and hugged everyone: "Grandmother, I'll come first, which classmate will play with me?"
Tang Wugang was the first to come on the field and hugged his fists: "Little uncle is offended." As soon as the words fell, a move of the tiger probed the claw, waved the palm and slashed towards Tang Wenbo, the palm momentum was fast, the palm edge was almost changed to a claw, looking at the style, once it was scratched, it was not light, Tang Wenbo saw Tang Wugang stand facing him, standing still, seeing that the palm edge was close to Tang Wenbo gently sideways to avoid, Tang Wugang turned his palm into a claw, Tang Wenbo smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand, and used the index finger of his right hand as the head of the gun to use a move in the Tang family's throat lock gun The white snake spit out a letter towards Tang Wugang's wrist and lightly clicked it, Tang Wugang suddenly dodged away, immediately changed his move, sent two moves in a row, and rode the dragon to split the mountain, driving the crane to capture the luan, the move is fierce, all are pure southern boxing, such as "fish swim in the water, snake walks on the land", the strength is continuous, the punch is elegant.
Shen is the eldest daughter of Shen Qingyong, an old boxer in Xiaxi, south of Changzhou, who has practiced martial arts with his younger brother Shen Fugeng since he was a child.
The disciples who studied and practiced martial arts together shouted loudly: "Good!