Chapter 3
Crack.
The door of the room opened.
Wang Yiyang's eye circles were dark, and he walked out tiredly and saw grandfather Wang Xinlong already standing in the yard and starting to practice exercises.
Wang Xinlong is practicing a fist technique called Empty Moon Fist. It seems that the pace and boxing work are matched, and it is very powerful.
Wang Yiyang has seen it many times and always feels that in the practice, grandfather's fists have been punched from unexpected angles.
No matter how many times he watched it, he felt unexpected that you can't guard against it.
After a set of punches came down, grandfather let out a long sigh of relief, took the dry towel from the nanny from the side, and wiped off his sweat.
"How about? Do you want a set to move your muscles and bones?"
"No, I'm not interested in this." Wang Yiyang laughed and shook his head.
"Then you are a pity, you have strong energy and blood, you can refreshed, and you can handle a butcher's cleaver with ease when you do anything. In critical situations, you can better pressure everyone and take the initiative." Wang Xinlong voiced It is extremely large, and even the whole yard can be faintly echoed when speaking.
"The master is right, Essence, Qi, and Spirit are the foundation of human beings. Essence can be used to physically transform the outside world.
And God can be used to influence others, each It has a magical effect." Zhong Can didn't know when he appeared on the side of the yard, his expression was calm, and he slowly said his voice.
Wang Yiyang glanced at him, still a little hairy in his heart.
"Brother Zhong Can said so." He nodded echoed the sentence.
Zhong Can's eyes crossed Wang Yiyang, as if looked towards farther, his eyes were a little empty.
"As long as you kill the enemy, you will kill one thousand and lose eight hundred. No matter how great the battle is, it may cause damage to yourself. So I have always pursued, and I won’t fight. Bing."
"Win without a fight?" Wang Yiyang looked thoughtful.
"Yes. The art of war is a positive trend. I won't win by crushing it. That's a natural use of Heaven and Earth." Zhong Can calmly said. "That's not my pursuit either."
"Then your pursuit is...?" Wang Yiyang came a little curious and asked.
"What I am after is to defeat the enemy by God, make the enemy fear and destroy himself, and then..." Zhong Can said halfway and was interrupted by Wang Xinlong loudly shouts.
"Enough!"
Wang Xinlong yelled, the whole yard was buzzing, and the babysitter on the side was also pale, shaking all over, almost in his hands The towel also fell to the floor.
"You haven't given up that kind of evil way yet?!" Wang Xinlong stared at Zhong Can sharply, his strong body resembling a giant bear, faintly repressing imposing manner.
Wang Yiyang also saw something wrong on the side.
Martial Dao of Zhong Can seems to have had a big disagreement with grandfather.
Zhong Can didn't speak again. After more than ten minutes, he closed his words tightly and said nothing.
He stopped talking.
Wang Yiyang and the grandfather, who is a little relieved, talked about topics and talked about other things, but from time to time, he always took a look at Zhong Can.
This Eldest Senior Brother who has been with grandfather Wang Xinlong for so many years, what is in his mind, I am afraid no one knows except himself.
After exercising early, other dísciples came one after another in dojo.
There are males and females in dísciple, most of whom are over thirty. Many of them have opened other training institutions outside.
I come back here again because of my respect for Old Master Wang Xinlong and my previous habits.
Moreover, so many Senior Brother Junior Brother, Senior Sister Junior Sister, get together, it is also a big network in itself.
As the number of people is too large, most of Wang Yiyang don’t know each other, so they don’t have the opportunity to talk to Old Master.
Zhong Can also started to get busy, and many people talked about him about fighting.
He was dragged by others, and he didn't seem to pay much attention to this side anymore, which made Wang Yiyang's heart greatly relaxed.
Seeing that there were a lot of people, he simply went outside dojo and walked by the river on the right.
From a very young age, he liked to walk by the river alone, picking up rocks and drifting.
Later, he was a little older, afraid of being seen, and said that he was naive, so he just walked.
A little bit bigger, Wang Yiyang becomes a single reflection of the ripples on the river surface.
Ripples in different directions are like war between two countries, who is strong and who is weak.
He will quietly guess once in his heart, and then see the result.
If the side he guessed is defeated, he will kick a few stones into the water with his feet if he is not convinced, causing a bigger ripple to join the battle.
"What are you doing here alone?" Suddenly, a voice rang suddenly behind Wang Yiyang.
His originally slack body tensed suddenly and turned around slowly.
It is Eldest Senior Brother Zhong Can standing behind him.
Zhong Can's body is faintly drunk, his complexion is calm, his hands are naturally drooping, it looks like he is walking.
Wang Yiyang's heart was tossed, his complexion unchanged.
"I took a walk after eating, I liked to come here alone when I was a kid."
"Do you like quiet?" Zhong Can walked to Wang Yiyang's side and kicked A stone fell into the water.
"It's okay, but I just want to be quiet occasionally." Wang Yiyang tried to make his expression more natural. But as the other person approached, a trace of goose bumps inevitably slowly appeared on his body.
His sight has been aimed at the slowly stretched fingers of Zhong Can right hand.
"When are you leaving? I will see you off." Zhong Can slowly said.
"No, I can do it by myself." Wang Yiyang laughed, "By the way, you said before, what you want to pursue without fighting, what is it? I didn't finish it later. I was interrupted by grandfather, is it possible that what's wrong?"
He tried to make his smile seem unaware, very natural.
This is not easy, but he is also a person who has died once, in fact, he does not take death very seriously.
He was afraid that he would still be unable to save grandfather if he died. And now is an opportunity, an opportunity to get to know Zhong Can up close.
Why did he start? Why do you want to kill the whole family regardless of so many years of friendship? What is there behind him?
Zhong Can sighed and looked at Wang Yiyang strangely.
"Do you know that creatures themselves have fear stiffness?"
"Fear stiffness?"
"Yes, biologically, put this This phenomenon is called one of the survival instincts.
When a creature faces a strong enemy that is absolutely invincible, it may appear completely frozen. In this way, the strong enemy may be seen by the creature giving up resistance, motionless like If a statue is not hostile, give up hunting and survive."
When Zhong Can speaks, his tone is calm and his tone softened, as if he was really chatting with Wang Yiyang.
"What I am pursuing is to make people fear me before the fight, which leads to rigidity.
Unfortunately, the master does not agree with my goal. He thinks I am I went on a crooked road. But in three consecutive foreign competitions, I got far better results. But he still disagrees with me."
Wang Yiyang saw his fingers tremble slightly.
"Why? Doesn't this work well?" he asked.
"It's because I started a little harder." Zhong Can gave a weird smile, "But this is the only way to form fear. The essence of fighting is to trample on the flesh and blood of the same kind. Embark on the evolutionary path of Supreme!"
"I don't think so." Wang Yiyang couldn't help refuting. As soon as he spoke, he saw Zhong Can's palm trembling, blood vessels bulging slightly, and an indescribable period of depressive time evaporating from the opponent.
Wang Yiyang's heart beats, suppressing the threat in his heart.
He knew that he could be beaten to death by the Zhong Can in front of him at any time.
But this is the easiest time to get in touch with Zhong Can’s true thoughts. He doesn’t want to give up in order to investigate the inside story.
"Simple violence and gore may produce fear, but it can only panic a small part of the onlookers, and it is still useless in a large area.
So yours The goal is just a niche road."
Zhong Can originally planned to directly kill Wang Yiyang in front of him, and then go back and kill the Old Guy, death ends all one's troubles.
He was about to do it, and didn't expect Wang Yiyang to make such a statement.
Originally, he came here to kill Wang Yiyang, but now, he suddenly became interested and wanted to hear what this kid had to say.
"Then what should I do for you?" he asked, squinting.
Wang Yiyang's thoughts have changed sharply, his complexion is still calm, calm and natural.
He can feel that the obvious threat of his body has quickly disappeared. Obviously, the other party temporarily gave up the intention of killing him.
"It's very simple." He said softly. "If you have enough tolerance, then do some major events that ordinary people can't do anyway. Spread your reputation.
To win without fighting, it is not only fear that can achieve this effect. As long as it is a strong name, it is fine."
"It's not the same." Zhong Can shook his head. "A strong name can only bring a sense of oppression at best."
"You haven't tried it, how can you know if it will work?" Wang Yiyang asked rhetorically.
Zhong Can fell silent, as if thinking about the answer to this question.
"Think about it, I'll go back and rest first." Wang Yiyang squeezed his heart, and turned to dojo pretending to be nothing.
He lifted his foot, one step, two steps, three steps.
"Why didn't you learn martial arts?" Suddenly Zhong Can's voice floated from behind him.
Wang Yiyang stopped.
"Because of the times, the times are different."
If he raises his foot again without incident, Zhong Can did not stop him this time.
Step by step, Wang Yiyang slowly walked away, but the cold sweat of the vest almost soaked his underwear.
Walking all the way to the door of the dojo side door, he reached out and grabbed the doorpost, raised his foot and stepped on the steps. At that moment, the sense of solidarity made his heart calm down.
Looking at the side door in front of him, Wang Yiyang was about to let out a sigh of relief. Reach out and open the wooden door.
Suddenly his vision felt a little flowery.
In the lower right corner of the field of vision, I don’t know when there was an extra line of fine print, extremely fine and regular fine print.
That handwriting is not any kind of writing he knows, but inexplicably, he can actually understand the meaning? ?
"What the hell?! Didn't sleep well last night and dazzled?"
Wang Yiyang opened the door casually, walked in, closed the wooden door with his backhand, and then stood in the shade , Look carefully at the handwriting in the lower right corner of the field of vision.
He recognized the meaning this time.
'...The database is missing. It is searching and repairing by itself, please wait. '
Wang Yiyang's heart beats, is it possible that another illusion? He faintly felt that he was abnormal.
Without waiting for him to react, that line of handwriting jumped up, just like a programmer programming, with an extra line of small words below.
'.....The random search is completed, the space-time architecture is completed, and the system core is restarting. '
Following lines of small print keep popping out.
'The core startup is complete. '
'Imprint registration...'
'The registration is complete. '
'Image reconstruction begins. '
'Your level is-Brass. Brass-level identities can be generated immediately. '