In the lobby on the first floor, Zhong Hao briefly told Mr. Ye what happened at night.
Zhong Hao kept the matter between him and Ye Junyan a little concealed. After all, the relationship between him and Ye Junyan could only be regarded as friends for the time being. It was better not to say this kind of thing in front of the elders, so as not to cause trouble.
Misunderstand.
His explanation was relatively simple. He just wanted to go in and take a look, just in case. Mr. He Taichen suddenly fell into a coma, so he left with Ye Junyan.
Zhong Hao thought that this explanation was quite perfect, but after he finished speaking, Mr. Ye looked at him a little differently.
The look in Mr. Ye's eyes made Zhong Hao's heart skip a beat. Before he could react, Mr. Ye asked directly: "Zhong Hao, are you and Jun Yan in a relationship?"
Zhong Hao didn't expect Mr. Ye to ask such a question, and he asked it so directly, so he quickly denied it: "Grandpa Ye, we didn't..."
He was not lying, because the relationship between him and Ye Junyan was indeed just ordinary friends.
Mr. Ye obviously didn't believe it, and said, "Zhong Hao, don't worry, if you really have a relationship with Jun Yan, I will never object to you..."
What Mr. Ye said made Zhong Hao extremely moved, and he thought about it in his heart, but the relationship between him and Ye Junyan was indeed not that kind of relationship.
"Grandpa Ye, I really have no relationship with Jun Yan. If you don't believe me, you can ask Jun Yan..." Zhong Hao continued to explain, if there is no, there is no. Before this relationship is confirmed, Zhong Hao does not dare to mess with it.
Say half a word.
"real?"
Mr. Ye didn't believe it, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Really..." Zhong Hao nodded very seriously.
"Strange."
Mr. Ye still seemed a little puzzled, and then said slowly: "Jun Yan, this girl has had mysophobia since she was a child. She never lets boys sit in her car, and sometimes I, an old man, don't let her. Also, she
I'm actually willing to cover your clothes, this..."
Having said this, Mr. Ye looked at Zhong Hao with suspicion again.
Obviously, Mr. Ye still doesn't believe it.
Zhong Hao was stunned for a moment. If everything is as what Mr. Ye said, then...
Thinking of this, Zhong Hao's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.
Mr. Ye seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked Zhong Hao: "Zhong Hao, old man, I want to ask you one more thing. It's about Jun Yan."
"Grandpa Ye, tell me." Zhong Hao responded. Whether it was about Mr. Ye or Ye Junyan, Zhong Hao would definitely not stand idly by.
"Jun Yan's parents passed away early, and I, an old man, got brain cancer again. In the past few years, family affairs have been weighing heavily on Jun Yan, which has really been hard on her..."
Mr. Ye sighed softly, and then continued: "This child's personality is very similar to her father. She is very stubborn. She never tells me what suffering she suffered outside. She will only hide and cry..."
"..."
Listening to what Mr. Ye said, Zhong Hao's heart felt a little heavy.
The bigger the family fortune is, the heavier the burden and responsibility will be on Ye Junyan. It is indeed very difficult for a girl to bear all this.
For example, regarding assassinations, Zhong Hao learned something from Blade. Ye Junyan used to encounter several assassinations almost every month. There were many times when she was almost doomed. You can imagine how much pressure Ye Junyan was under.
of huge.
Not to mention that a girl, even a man, might have a mental breakdown in that situation.
Mr. Ye looked at Zhong Hao seriously, and then said: "Zhong Hao, Jun Yan's attitude towards you seems to be different from others. If you have time, I hope you can come here to spend more time with her.
Or take her out to relax, okay?"
Obviously, this is what Mr. Ye wants Zhong Hao to do.
"Okay, Grandpa Ye."
Zhong Hao agreed without thinking. As long as Ye Junyan was willing, Zhong Hao would be willing to give it no matter how much time he had.
After talking to Mr. Ye, Zhong Hao said goodbye to Mr. Ye and left.
The words that Mr. Ye said still echoed in his mind very clearly.
Zhong Hao couldn't help but recall the scenes with Ye Junyan. At this time, Zhong Hao also realized that Ye Junyan seemed to be treating him differently.
At least when he kissed Ye Junyan that night, Ye Junyan was not angry.
Thinking back at this time, Zhong Hao suddenly discovered that his brain thinking had improved, but it was still quite stupid in some aspects.
While Zhong Hao was thinking, Daofeng suddenly spoke.
"Zhong Hao, how is the injury on your hand?" Daofeng simply asked Zhong Hao, but when he spoke, he must have some purpose.
"It's almost done. It should be fine in just one or two days."
Zhong Hao simply responded. After so many days of recovery, the injuries on his palms were almost healed, with only a small blood mark left.
The recovery speed of this injury is much faster than that of normal people, but it is not ridiculously fast. Zhong Hao has the status of an 'imperial doctor', so as long as it is not unbelievably fast, basically no one will suspect anything.
Listening to Zhong Hao's answer, Dao Feng said directly: "Then let's start fighting training from tomorrow. The footwork training will stop for some time. After your fighting skills improve, we will start the footwork training.
Synchronized workouts.”
"OK."
Zhong Hao responded quickly, his face even more excited.
The footwork training was finally completed for the time being, and the next training in fighting skills was exactly what Zhong Hao dreamed of now.
As long as he combines fighting skills with footwork and his own powerful electric energy, he believes that he can easily defeat He Rui again.
Of course, He Rui is just a target of his, a temporary target.
What Zhong Hao wants is greater strength. If he just defeats He Rui, it will not be enough.
Because of this, Zhong Hao was full of expectations for the next day's exercise. After returning to the yard, he immediately started a new round of cell strengthening.
At the same time, Zhong Hao also directly used spiritual energy to completely recover the wounds on his hands. Except for the new flesh and blood, which was a little white and tender, there was basically no trace of injury at all.
Since he had to train fighting skills the next day, Zhong Hao deliberately went to bed early that night.
Early the next morning, when the sky was barely bright, Zhong Hao had already arrived in the bamboo forest.
Blade arrived a little earlier as always, but this time Blade didn't bring anything with him. Obviously, those things are no longer needed for training in fighting skills.
"Okay, let's get started."
Blade's actions were so straightforward. Zhong Hao then approached and said directly: "The art of fighting is different from martial arts. Martial arts focuses on routines and games, while the art of fighting focuses on speed, accuracy, ruthlessness, and fighting."
The purpose of the art is to conclude the battle with the fastest, shortest and most deadly attack."
Zhong Hao remained silent, but he had clearly recorded every word of Dao Feng in his heart.
"Today I will first teach you the technique of exerting force, the speed of punching and the control of angle."
Daofeng said, then stretched out his fist directly, and continued: "There are two forms of fist power in the fighting art. One is instant power, which means an instant attack. It is fast but weak in power.
The seed is pushing force, and with the help of force, the explosive force can be more than doubled in an instant..."
Dao Feng spoke in great detail. As he spoke, he directly demonstrated for Zhong Hao through his own actions.
He had already seen Zhong Hao's terrifying understanding, so he taught very quickly, basically without any pause.
Zhong Hao also learned very quickly. With his strong memory, he directly memorized every movement of the blade in his mind, and then quickly analyzed every movement angle of the blade. Basically, the blade only needed
Demonstrate once and Zhong Hao can learn it immediately.
Although he already knew that Zhong Hao's perverted talent was terrifying and abnormal, after waiting to be taught, Dao Feng was a little dumbfounded again.
No matter what it is, Zhong Hao basically learns it almost instantaneously as soon as he explains it and demonstrates it, and the movements are still very standard. What he originally thought would take at least three hours to teach, Zhong Hao actually just used it
It was done in less than half an hour.
Pervert, Dao Feng didn't know how many times he had called Zhong Hao with these two words, but every time Zhong Hao shocked him again.
In desperation, Blade had no choice but to say to Zhong Hao: "Zhong Hao, you should familiarize yourself with these moves first. Starting from tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to come over and practice with you. Real fighting skills can only be obtained between battles."
Quality improvement.”
Daofeng directly gave up the routine teaching method, and his intuition told him that actual combat would be the best way for Zhong Hao to learn the art of fighting.
"Okay, Brother Blade."
Naturally, Zhong Hao would not have any objections to the arrangement of Blade.
Therefore, after Dao Feng finished speaking, he began to repeat the movements that Dao Feng taught him just now.
The blade on the side looked more and more surprised. If Zhong Hao's first pass was just standard, then from the second pass, Zhong Hao's movements can be described as refined.
Moreover, Zhong Hao's movements are not only similar in appearance, but also similar in spirit.
In other words, Zhong Hao has completely learned everything he taught.
