C3 Practice Martial Arts

The mottled lake water reflected the beautiful scenery of March. Under the green willow tree, a group of kids around the age of a few were gathered on a patch of grass. All of their delicate faces were staring in the same direction, as if that direction had a great attraction to them.

Looking in the direction the children were looking at, there was a boy wearing a blue robe sitting on the lawn in the middle. The boy's eyebrows were thin and thick, his face was crystal clear, and as he talked he revealed snow-white teeth, which made him look very delicate and pretty.

The boy suddenly stood up, a pair of pure white hands, pointing at the sun with an open bow, and imitating the tone of an old man as he said:

"Of course Houyi won't let the Golden Crow in the sky, which is to say, the sun, continue to be so arrogant. He picked up the Shooting Sun God Bow on his back and shot eight arrows towards the nine suns in the sky. Finally, Houyi and his Chang'e are together."

However, just as he finished speaking, a little girl rubbed her hazy eyes, yawned and said, "Brother Wang Xiao, we don't want to hear this story. We want to hear the story of Snow White and the seven dwarves. Tell it to us!" Yeah, this story is not nice at all. It's so boring to fight and kill all day long. I also want to hear the story of Snow White and the seven dwarves. "

A pretty girl beside the little girl also stood up, her eyes squinted as she spoke, looking very cute.

The boy in the middle was called Wang Xiao, but after talking for a while, Wang Xiao was a bit tired. These little girls and their friends in the area talked to him everyday, which was why Wang Xiao sat on the grass and told them stories.

"Eh, Little Sister Xueruo, why do you want to hear the story of Snow White and the seven dwarves so badly?"

Wang Xiao, who was wearing a green robe, suddenly stood up from the grass. He patted the weeds on his body with his hands and spoke to the little girl called Xueruo with a smile.

Xue Ruo looked at Wang Xiao, and her innocent eyes were filled with excitement. She nodded and said: "Yes, Xue Ruo wants to hear it. Can Big Brother Wang Xiao tell me Xue'er?"

Xueruo's eyes tightly stared at Wang Xiao, and it was as if she could squeeze out water.

Seeing Xueruo's serious expression, Wang Xiao finally revealed his snow-white teeth and brightly smiled: "Okay, I'll tell you tomorrow, but I'm really a bit tired. Today's story ends here, okay?"

After hearing Wang Xiao's words, Xueruo breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't act coquettishly. He also saw Wang Xiao's face had a face of exhaustion, and he didn't want to entangle Wang Xiao with him. He blinked his black eyes and happily said: "En, Wang Xiao, we will be waiting for you here tomorrow, you must come."

It was almost noon, and the sun was shining brightly on the land. It was warm, causing people to unconsciously feel a sense of laziness.

Looking at his friends leaving, Wang Xiao yawned. He pulled out a piece of Kobold Grass from the grass beside the lake. Then he walked to the grass near the center of the lake and laid down lazily on the soft grass.

Wang Xiao slowly chewed the Sargasso Grass in his mouth and felt a faint bitterness spreading out from his mouth. Then, he squinted one of his eyes slightly and covered his eyes with his left hand. He spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth.

Wang Xiao's shiny black eyes flashed with a complicated expression. The corner of his mouth revealed a mischievous smile as he sighed, "Sigh, why is life so boring? Did I really transmigrate? I really can't get used to this tiny body." "Mmm, but the air here is so clear. It smells really refreshing. I really am beginning to like the life here."

Wang Xiao had always been hiding a heaven-shaking secret. He didn't originally come from this world, but from a distant country in China. It was just that he couldn't accept this fact.

Only today did he begin to understand that he had truly and completely transmigrated. He transmigrated very thoroughly, and not only did his body become an infant that was still in its cradle, even the person he was most familiar with had become a middle-aged uncle with a benevolent smile.

Wang Xiao's three years of growth had actually made him very conflicted. While learning the most basic knowledge of this world, he also recorded down what he knew in his most conservative words, which also made the three-year-old Wang Xiao. At such a young age, the things he knew were almost more than the teachers who taught him how to read and write.

As for why he told stories to these kids, it was not only because Wang Xiao was bored, but it was also because Wang Xiao wanted to say what he was thinking aloud. Also, to spread the culture of his hometown, no one knew about it, so it was just for entertainment.

Wang Xiao, who was thinking about something, suddenly twitched his ears. Like a rabbit whose hand was frightened, he hurriedly stopped his emotions and put on a very satisfied expression.

For some unknown reason, ever since Wang Xiao had transmigrated and became the master of this body, Wang Xiao's entire body felt different. Not only did the changes of his body, even his memory ability had become abnormal, and his ears had also become very sharp. Within the circumference of 100 meters, he could detect the slightest movement of wind and rain.

This time, it wasn't some small bird or bug, but his father. It was just that Wang Xiao sensed several times that his father had personally come here because of the clear sound of footsteps. Wang Xiao didn't think too much about it. There weren't many people who knew Wang Xiao's whereabouts. Other than the guards who were protecting him in the dark, it was his father.

Before Wang Xiao could get up, his burly body had blocked the sunlight that was like Wang Xiao's. Wang Xiao opened his sleepy eyes and chuckled at his father. He said lazily: "Father, why are you here? I haven't caused any trouble for you recently, so you're asking me to think it over in front of the wall again. "

After Wang Xiao finished speaking, his face, which was previously smiling, was now drooping his head with a listless look.

In these three years, he had always felt that Wang Xiao's behavior was a bit strange. This made him think that Wang Xiao lost his mother's love, so Wang Wei had been trying his best to make up for his guilt toward Wang Xiao.

Now that Wang Xiao finally revealed a rare smile, Wang Shouchuan finally felt pleased. He calmed himself down and revealed his usual kind smile as he cordially said, "Xiao'er, I haven't said anything yet, so how can I let my thoughts run wild? My father saw you finally revealing a smile, and I'm very happy. How about this, if you have any request, I'll agree to anything.

He quickly got up from the grass and looked at his father who was smiling. He rubbed the back of his head and peeked at his father's face as he asked curiously, "Father, what's wrong? Why do you feel that something is wrong with you today? Did I make father unhappy?"

Hearing Wang Xiao say so, the smile on his face became even wider. He quickly explained, "Don't panic, Xiao'er. I'm just happy today. Say it, what do you want?"

Wang Xiao was relieved after hearing what his father said. He started to think about it carefully, he had learned almost everything he could recently, even the most basic of words. He could not help but think about the martial arts training field at home and the figures of the young boys and girls who cultivated martial arts every day.

Wang Xiao had always liked ancient things when it came to cultivation. Now that this world revered martial arts, he had to quickly lay his foundation. After thinking for a long time, Wang Xiao looked at his father and said, "Father, I want to practice martial arts."

Hearing Wang Xiao say that he wanted to practice martial arts, Wang Lu's smiling face immediately stopped, revealing a surprised expression, then thought for a moment, revealing a serious expression, he seriously said to Wang Xiao: "Xiao'er, are you sure you want to practice martial arts? "This is not a joke. Once you start practicing martial arts, you cannot stop. Moreover, you are still young, so it is not too late to push back the two years that you have to start now."

"No, father, I want to start training martial arts with you tomorrow. Xiao'er is not afraid of suffering hardships, this little bit of suffering is something Xiao'er can endure. Father, didn't you say that you can agree to any request I make? How come you can't do it now?"

Wang Xiao's expression immediately became aggrieved before his royal father could even finish speaking. He pretended to be on the verge of tears and spoke with a voice filled with grievance. Especially after he finished his last sentence, his watery eyes looked as if they were about to tear up.

Speaking of martial arts, Wang Xiao had also heard about it from some of the elders in his previous life. However, due to the development of modern technology and the dependence of humans on electronics, these ancient things were almost extinct.

Of course, Wang Xiao had to learn the skills in this walking world not only because of his curiosity towards martial arts, but also because Wang Xiao paid more attention to the changes that would occur when he reached the highest level in martial arts cultivation. This was because when he was one and a half years old, he saw his amazing uncle jumping up and down on the tall building, and then landing lightly on the ground.

This was very shocking for Wang Xiao, who was only a year and a half old at that time, because he really wanted to give it a try. Wang Xiao would often peek at these adults practicing martial arts when they were not paying attention, and whenever he saw the fist wind whistling through the air, Wang Xiao's heart would also become excited, unnaturally wanting to wave his two fists.

He actually wanted Wang Xiao to start cultivating earlier, but because Wang Xiao was still too young, he couldn't reject Wang Xiao's request. He quickly said to Wang Xiao, "Who said that? I promise you that I won't go back on my word, I'll agree to your request. So, what do you think?"

Wang Xiao saw Wang Xiao's face relax under his words, but he let out a sigh of relief. When he saw Wang Xiao's face reveal a trace of craftiness, he finally knew that this child was walking in circles with him. Wang Xiao's face immediately flushed red.

"Aiya, father, let's go back to eat. I'm hungry."

Wang Xiao noticed the opportunity and nimbly tried to smooth things over, because he was really hungry.

"Alright, then let's go back and eat. Since father is also hungry, I've already ordered the kitchen to cook for us."

The father and son duo talked and talked at the same time. Two long and narrow silhouettes slowly disappeared into the grass under the rays of the sun.