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"The "Tianlong Lihuo Zhenjuan" is not suitable for women to practice, but its power can be squeezed into the top five among the schools." Prime Minister Zhen introduced the market to his daughter, "The recognized number one practice is the God of War Yan. The "Nine Swords of Chaos" created by Chaoqing, the second, third and fourth are..."
After talking about the exercises, he talked about the martial arts masters of the world: "The god of war Yan Chaoqing is the number one powerhouse in the world, and no one can beat him."
Shaoyin asked curiously, "Father, where do you rank in Daxia?"
Prime Minister Zhen smiled and stroked his beard: "I haven't done anything with anyone for many years, and I don't know how to be a father."
"Third! Your father is third!" Hui Hui called out the data and said loudly.
Shaoyin was surprised: "So strong?"
"The stronger is the second, can't you guess? It's the emperor!" Hui Hui said, "He beats your father and wins!"
Shaoyin immediately lowered her face.
"I don't know how talented you are, how many volumes can you study "Tianlong Lihuo Zhenjuan", but there are nine volumes here as a father." Prime Minister Zhen's popular science has come to an end, "This exercise has a total of thirteen volumes, but the emperor There are only nine volumes given."
The truth came out.
Prime Minister Zhen's combat power is not as good as the emperor's, not because of his talent, but because the old man was dishonest.
"I understand." Shaoyin nodded obediently.
"Then I will teach you the formula of Volume 1." Prime Minister Zhen said. The first volume is to open up the three meridians of people, so that the true qi can run smoothly.
After Prime Minister Zhen explained it carefully, he stood up and gave his daughter time to practice.
Unexpectedly, he just stood up and saw the daughter sitting on the futon opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, pure and innocent: "Dad, I have finished my practice."
"What?" Prime Minister Zhen stopped, looking at his daughter in disbelief, doubting that he had heard it wrong.
Shaoyin said: "I have opened three meridians."
Prime Minister Zhen didn't believe it. But the daughter looked at him innocently, not looking for quick success.
After pondering for a while, he sat back and said, "You can run your infuriating energy once and show it to me."
Shaoyin used his true qi and walked through the three meridians in turn, and finally the true qi leaked out of his fist and hit the table.
"Bang bang bang!"
After three beeps, the hard as a stone Tiedan wooden table legs did not change, but the tea cups on the table were shaken and jumped high. Prime Minister Zhen was quick-witted, took a handful, and did not let the cup fall.
He looked at his daughter dumbfounded: "You, you really..."
Shaoyin blinked and looked at him innocently: "Father, is the first volume difficult?"
Prime Minister Zhen was silent when he heard the words.
Is it difficult, he didn't know, but he practiced for three whole days at that time.
"Next, I'll teach you the formula for the second volume." He cleared his throat and drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat.
Zhen Cheng studied Volume II for quite a few years, and it took half a month. He didn't know how long it would take for his daughter, but he was worried that her daughter's practice was going astray, because the second volume had to open up eighteen meridians, so he didn't leave, but was guarding the Dharma.
It took Shaoyin a cup of tea to clear the second volume.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Prime Minister Zhen was taken aback. She had been practicing Qi-nourishing Kung Fu for decades, but at this moment, she broke down and almost jumped up from the stool: "Yinyin, you..."
"Father, I will practice the second volume too!"
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Prime Minister Zhen looked at his daughter with a complicated expression.
It's hard to believe that he has such a gifted child? And he didn't find out until now?
Prime Minister Zhen couldn't help but suspect that he was dreaming, so he secretly pinched himself, oh! It hurts! Not a dream!
"Okay." His deep voice sounded, and he sat down on the chair again, his expression returning to a calm like a mountain, "Show me the exercises."
Shaoyin said obediently, "Yes, Dad."
She stood up, walked to the center of the practice room, followed the words to run the heart method, and hit the air with one move. Suddenly, the sound of fists exploded like thunder!
Not a single trick is wrong! It's all right, it's very accurate!
Her understanding of the exercises is unbiased! The more and more Prime Minister Zhen looked, the more surprised he became.
"Dad, is that right?" Shaoyin turned to look at Prime Minister Zhen after finishing the fight.
Before she turned around, Prime Minister Zhen had regained his composure, and nodded slightly: "Well, not bad." Putting down the teacup, he said, "Next, I will teach you the third volume." The difficulty of the third volume suddenly increased dramatically. , there are eighty-one meridians to be opened up, and Prime Minister Zhen only taught him for half an hour.
"Understood?" He picked up the teacup and took a sip, moistening his dry throat.
Shaoyin nodded: "Understood." Sitting on the futon, closed his eyes and felt it.
Prime Minister Zhen couldn't hold back at this moment, his face showed pride, glory, overjoyed and other emotions, and a few traces of annoyance, he actually found out that his daughter is a genius now!
However, it is not too late to find out.
Two quarters later, Shao Yin opened his eyes.
Prime Minister Zhen's face was filled with inescapable love: "Is there something unclear about Yin Yin?"
Shaoyin shook his head and said, "No. Dad, I have practiced."
"boom!"
Prime Minister Zhen was too surprised, he forfeited his strength for a while, sat down on a chair made of Tie Danmu, and was instantly blown to pieces by his leaked strength!
"What, what?!" Prime Minister Zhen stood up abruptly and looked at his daughter in amazement.
Shaoyin tilted her head, her eyes slightly curved, looking a little sly: "Dad, I'm a genius, am I not?"
His eyes were bright and he was smiling, as if he was saying, "Dad, stop pretending, I know I practice fast."
Stunned, funny.
There is a little bit of grief - he is also considered a rare talent, and the talent that he has always been proud of is not worth mentioning in front of his daughter.
Prime Minister Zhen stroked his beard, endured and endured, and then suppressed the sky-high joy, only showing a little gratification, nodded and said, "Yes, you are very talented."