Chapter 8 Practice Hard

Gan Yi and Liu Erstick were very worried about Zhao Yi, Liu Erstick said to his senior brother worriedly: "I'm afraid he is too young to bear it, after all, his aunt is like his own mother, since his father entrusted him to our Liu family, I hope that our Liu family will teach him well, and work for the common people in the world in the future." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Senior brother, don't worry, I think this kid has a very good understanding, with you teaching him, he will definitely live up to his family's high expectations, I think this time the death of my brother and sister, maybe you can take this opportunity to let him turn his grief into strength, let him study martial arts desperately, and divert his attention. His senior brother comforted him, and found a way to touch his beard and said.

"This is the best of both worlds, and I'll do it tomorrow. ”

"Senior brother, you go back to your room early to rest, there are important things waiting for you tomorrow. ”

"No, senior brother!"

Zhao Yi was sad all night last night, and he fell asleep on the table for some reason, and the sun shone on his white and immature face from the skylight, like a reflector.

His uncle got up very early, and after washing, he was busy coming to find Zhao Yi while he was practicing swordsmanship in the morning sun, he walked to the door of his room, and wanted to push the door in, but he couldn't push it open, he shouted worriedly: "Yi'er, Yi'er...... Did you get up? You open the door, okay?"

"Uncle, I'm fine, you don't care about me, I want to be alone. He was awakened by the shouting, and heard it be his uncle, rubbing his hazy eyes.

"You open the door first, I have something to tell you. ”

"I won't drive, go back, uncle!" he replied in a low mood.

"You don't even listen to your uncle's words? When your aunt was dying, she asked you to listen to me, but how can you be worthy of her like this? You open the door quickly, do you think I'm not sad? Can she come back if we are sad? No, what we have to do now is to get ready, practice hard, and avenge your aunt, don't you say?" said with the corners of his aunt's eyes moist.

"You're right, uncle, I'm going to practice with you. He scratched his head and wiped the sad tears from the corners of his eyes, feeling that his uncle was right.

He opened the door and threw himself into his uncle's arms. Uncle stroked his head, tears fell down one by one and said: "Yi'er, it's okay, our family will be fine, my uncle is also sorry for you, I didn't protect your aunt, you promise your uncle now, practice hard, don't think about anything else, only if you are strong in martial arts, can you avenge your aunt, and you can retreat in front of the enemy." ”

"Uncle, I will, I will not disappoint you. As he spoke, he reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his uncle's eyes.

"Well, good boy, then I'll take you to practice in the yard now. He forced a smile at this time, and pulled Yi'er to run to the courtyard where he practiced martial arts.

In front of him, his uncle once again compared the moves used in the last martial arts competition, and said, "Yi'er, have you memorized this set of swordsmanship?"

"Remembered. ”

After that, he took a wooden sword and gestured one move at a time, his body gently rotated on the ground, while gesturing, as if the sword also listened to him, no matter how difficult the sword moves he practiced, the sword was always in his hand, his last move was obviously different from his uncle's last move, he did not hold the sword in his hand. Instead, he threw the sword into the sky first, and then, concentrated all his strength on one foot, padd the ground hard, his body soared into the air, caught the sword, and did a somersault, the sword and head were facing the ground, and the feet were facing the sky, and the tip of the sword stabbed the ground, and he recovered with a somersault.

I don't know when, Wuyou and Xingyue were watching from the side, they were stunned by him, and applauded one after another: "I can't imagine that Brother Xiao Yi really won't be depressed for a long time, and he has found himself again in just one day, and his martial arts have improved too fast!"

"Uncle, I used this trick on my own on the basis of you. He smiled at his uncle.

"Yes, it seems that your understanding is really high, you can achieve the 'realm of selflessness' at a young age, and you have the shadow of your uncle when he was young, but you can't give up on yourself, from tomorrow, you have to step up your training. His uncle encouraged him and reminded him.

"I remember my uncle's teachings. ”

Wuyou and Xingyue ran over and shouted, "Brother Xiaoyi, let's go take a rest, shall we?"

He said seriously: "You guys go play! I still have to practice, I don't have time to be lazy, I want to practice my sword desperately to avenge my aunt." ”

"Okay, be careful, then!" they pouted in disappointment, biting their lipes and leaving.

"Yi'er, I have something to talk to your uncle, don't be too anxious for quick success, practice is gradual, you are enlightened!" He knew that Yi'er would be difficult to get out of the emotional trough for a while, so he deliberately made an excuse to leave, not wanting to disturb him.

"Well, uncle, you go!"

His uncle looked back at him from time to time as he walked, he was alone there desperately practicing his sword, and the ground was scratched and bruised, as if the ground was the murderer of his aunt, and he was so desperate that he wanted to dismantle them in pieces, and the ground let out a crackling cry from time to time.