Thousands of Mountains

Yin Cen has lived the most regular and fulfilling life since he was born, and even the teacher class in the morning has become cute, crossing the second floor on the road happily, going home for lunch happily, and taking advantage of the Seeing the drowsy master with poor eyesight, he slipped downstairs to meet Shen Cang.

Shen Cang changed patterns every day to bring Yin Cen to the brink of collapse. Unarmed running is just the most basic warm-up side dish. There are also various weight-bearing runs, where the weight is kept in the same posture and still, and there are obviously military-style military gymnastics.

It was the stage of body growth, and Yin Cen's body became stronger visible to the naked eye, and his appetite increased a lot. As soon as Gan's meal time came, he wondered, this child, who just went to study, how could he come back like a hungry ghost reincarnated , but seeing Yin Cen's listless look changed from the past, he was also happy from the bottom of his heart.

Yin Cen wanted to give Shen Cang some advice, but he was afraid that he could not express clearly, so he drew a meaning with pen and ink. One day before the training in Pingjing School, he took out the draft drawing hidden in his chest, spread it flat, and pointed Shen Cang circled the training ground with a small flag, raised his head and blinked his eyes, "Brother Shen, do we want to play more tricks?"

Shen Cang glanced at him sideways, "What do you want?"

Yin Cen moved the drawings in front of Shen Cang, "It's almost like this," pointing and explaining, "Actually, it's setting up various obstacles, such as laying some barbed nets, building some walls with stones or wood, etc."

Even though he said that, Shen Cang looked at the black and white talisman, and couldn't see what it was at all, but he probably understood Yin Cen's meaning, but he stopped back mercilessly, "Is this you training me or not?" Shall I train you? You’re only a little brat, but you think it’s too easy, isn’t it too easy to run with a 30-pound load? Start with 40-pounds today.”

Yin Cen: "I don't want to take such revenge... I'm just giving scientific advice..."

Shen Cang: "What is science? There are still people who have to know the rules when they are young, and it's not very good to point fingers since they were young."

Yin Cen: "Hehe, there are people who are more stubborn than donkeys. They can get twice the result with half the effort, but they will get twice the result with half the effort."

Shen Cang: "Who is the donkey? One day you can beat me and I will listen to you, otherwise, you are just a piece of tender meat on Brother Shen's chopping board."

Yin Cen: "My God, someone is driving..."

Shen Cang: "What kind of car do you drive? Can you speak something human?"

Yin Cen: "As you said, if I hit you one day, you can do whatever I say."

Shen Cang: "Brother, I keep my word, hey, are you wasting time on purpose?"

Shen Cang raised his fingers and looked towards the training ground, his eyes were full of murderous intent, Yin Cen shrank his neck and tied his weight and ran over.

Fighting at night is Yin Cen's favorite in this life, but the feeling of being beaten every night is not very pleasant, but thinking about it, one day he will be able to be calm, arrogant, and yell at him at every turn, and abuse him all day long|he, Brother Shen, who beat him and mocked him, was convinced by him, and Yin Cen felt intoxicated.

Recently, Shen Cang not only trained Yin Cen's defense, but also trained his ability to fight. Those who cannot resist are paper tigers, Shen Cang said.When Mr. Shen beats people, it is not as monotonous and boring as doing physical training at all. Fists, palms, swords, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, legs and feet take turns. Abandoning kung fu routines, only using internal strength, and beating down like an enemy prisoner.

Since then, Yin Cen has not had a piece of good meat all over his body, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, so colorful, but his face and neck are intact. When he returned home, Yin Cen's small face faced the bronze mirror, with teary eyes, covering his chest and twitching. Sobbing, he said, "Someone is so cruel..."

Shen Cang, who was about to pull out in the shadows and leave, felt the gangbang fighting up and down, and his whole body twitched...

A year flies by, and Yin Cen began to have a sense of bravery during this year. He has known for a long time that changes in his body will bring about changes in his mental temperament. Marine Corps temperament, that kind of force and oppressive feeling, although this body is a little thinner and whiter now, ideals are still there.

He feels that Shen Cang, who claims to be the number one master, is not a person of strength and melee. He wonders if all the masters in this world are like this. When it comes to the "dangerous" part of Shen Cang, it is an absolute calmness and self-confidence, absolute speed and adaptability.

Yin Cen is eager to attack, and only attack can calm the beast in his heart.

Yin Cen doesn't really remember the annual birthday, but now he has the impression that Shen Cang suddenly reappeared at this time last year, casting a light on him. Today, Shen Cang has a mysterious face, "I will give you a gift."

Yin Cen immediately turned his head in shock, "There are still gifts?"

Shen Cang pressed his head back with one hand, and still rode to the Pingjing school grounds. The green and yellow grass has not changed over the years. It may not be yellower in winter, nor greener in summer. Day after day, he witnesses every detail of Yin Cen Drops of change.

From a distance, Yin Cen saw a lot of things in the middle of the training ground surrounded by green flags. When he got closer, he saw some stone walls and some climbing frames made of wooden piles... Yin Cen really Shocked, he didn't cheer, he turned around, hugged Shen Cang tightly again, and pushed his face into Shen Cang's belly, "What do you say you hate, your brain is very honest, you have written it all down."

"You let go."

"If you don't let go, you are a husky, and you will die if you let go."

"What's so strange? Why do you just say weird things?"

"It's fine if you don't understand, I mean, you are so kind!"

Shen Cang lowered his head, and saw a small face with upturned eyes full of sincerity. He raised his hand, thought for a while, then slowly lowered it, gently squeezed the corners of Yin Cen's cheeks, and said softly, "Go, run first hour, go to climb among the pile of stones and logs for another hour."

"Come on!" Yin Cen ran away, shaking his head and tail.

The battle at night was still the same, and Shen Cang gave another surprise, "Start practicing attacking today."

"Do you know what kung fu I am used to?" Shen Cang asked.

Yin Cen thought for a while, "I don't know."

"My apprenticeship is the number one master in the army. Xin Shangyun, who was the personal bodyguard of the late emperor, Mr. Xin. The 24 moves of the Xin family are not only fierce, but also more light and flexible. Use cleverness to defeat straightness, and use softness to overcome rigidity. Practice the Xin family. People with 24 hands also need to keep their bodies light and agile, so that they can survive all changes with ease.”

"That is to say, I can't be too strong, let alone gain weight." Yin Cen summed it up simply.

Shen Cang frowned, "Isn't it a little superficial to understand too bluntly?"

Yin Cen was thinking about something else. In his previous life, he was born in Sanda, and later turned to Muay Thai and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. One is tough and the other is soft, but they are all mixed with powerful strength. He doesn't know this kind of Delicacy and strength are similar to what Shen Cang said, but after a year of fighting, he has a different feeling about Shen Cang's sense of power.

This power is mobilized from the inside to the outside by the body, but it does not come from the body alone. He has seen Shen Cang practice alone. As a result, at least, MMA players can't do it.

Seeing that he was alone in a daze, Shen Cang added, "Heart and boxing are taught to you at the same time. You have to recite them day and night and ponder them carefully. The true meaning can only be comprehended by yourself. How much you comprehend will make your boxing more refined. If you don't comprehend it, it will be useless." With its shape, it can only be regarded as strengthening the body, and it is of no great use.”

Yin Cen stood still, Shen Cang punched like a tiger, Yin Cen followed closely according to his body shape, Shen Cang's hands changed a lot in the boxing, like leaves and knives, although he was not armed, a pair of fleshy palms and ten fingers When it becomes a sharp blade, it only tells the people in front of you to be careful.

After a set of punches, Yin Cen couldn't help panting slightly in his chest and abdomen, and his whole body was covered with sweat. The seemingly weak and weak punching method actually had a strong internal force. This force must not only be punched out, but also retracted. Yin Cen, who tried it for the first time, was a little confused by the free control of the breath of power.

Seeing that he had memorized the form, Shen Cang let him practice by himself, then waved his hand, the candles on the four walls were all extinguished, Yin Cen's eyes went dark, his hands and feet stopped, followed by a blow to his back, "Who told you to stop!" He hurriedly gestured again in the dark.

Shen Cang's voice came from all directions, and Yin Cen couldn't tell the direction, "Darkness is not your enemy, but darkness is your weapon. Similarly, you don't use your eyes to practice kung fu. Wait until your eyes see it before you think about it. It's dead, your feelings, the feelings all over your body, ears, skin, hair, temperature, smell...all these feelings are your protection and your weapon."

Shen Cang paused, "Only the eyes are not needed."

Yin Cen knew that this was the case, but his senses had long been blunted in the past six or seven years. At this moment, he was like a child learning to walk for the first time, letting all the common sense he knew return to blank paper, and then building a set in the dark that could come back. Go easy on the rules.

At night, Shen Cang still sent him home and took out a thin booklet from his arms. Yin Cen knew that this was the Xin family's 24-handed mind. Let’s watch it first, and you can understand a thing or two after watching it for a long time.”

Yin Cen is very curious about the mind. He was originally a firm materialist, but the various experiences in this life made him doubt many things that he believed in before. For example, the most concerned question at this moment is where is the limit of the human body?The obvious anti-physics phenomenon of swallowing mountains and rivers and flying over walls seems to be normal nowadays. Is this world crazy?

What's more, he thought of one thing, he was determined not to be Schwarzenegger in this life, since he followed Shen Cang, and since he learned 24 moves from the Xin family, this weak willow Fufeng's appearance would probably continue forever... Thinking of In this way, Yin Cen couldn't help feeling sad, his ideals were raised and shattered like this, but he refused to admit defeat and thought, "It's not good for a man, I can choose to be a serious and ruthless person."

Thoughtful and thoughtful, he still killed and decisively swept away thousands of troops.