The Li family in Longxi has many martial arts schools, which can be regarded as a characteristic of their clan.
There are all kinds of martial arts schools including fists, feet, clubs, swords, bows and spears. Cheng Jinyang even saw a "gun fighting school" that used not long spears, but rifles. Two little girls were sent to
Holding flyers at the door and shouting loudly.
The martial arts gym that Li Fenghe chose was called "Pao Fist Style", which focused on some head-on collision techniques such as iron mountain support. After entering, I found out that the director of the martial arts gym was Li Qingwan's second uncle, Li Baohu.
Daqingqing is run by their own family.
Arriving at the underground training ground, Li Qingwan went to change into training clothes, while Li Fenghe sat next to Cheng Jinyang and said with a smile:
"Jinyang, actually you don't have to hide it, uncle can see that you are sincerely interested in Qingwan... When do you plan to get married?"
Cheng Jinyang:?
"Qingwan is good at everything else, but her only flaw is that she is too resigned." Seeing the puzzled look on his face, Li Fenghe continued, "Since I was a child, apart from practicing, I have never seen her take the initiative to do anything.
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"However, this time for you, she took the initiative to speak good words for you in front of me. She was even afraid that I would not agree to let you be together, so she wanted to make me happy with the promotion of grade. As a father, can I not tell that?"
This...this cheap father-in-law, why does he seem to have a hole in his brain?
Cheng Jinyang opened his mouth, but finally felt that he couldn't pretend to be silent. Otherwise, if the misunderstanding was resolved later, the other party would probably blame him again, so he said with a smile:
"Uncle, Qingwan and I are just friends now..."
"Oh, I know!" Li Fenghe interrupted him directly and said cheerfully, "Isn't it just a status? What's there to worry about? What kind of friends are you? If you are a boyfriend and girlfriend, you are not friends anymore? Uncle, I am here, you guys are just playing around
I used to play this trick with her grandpa at home!"
Cheng Jinyang was speechless, and after a while he said:
"By the way, speaking of this, why don't you see her mother?"
"Oh, she died during childbirth."
"……Feel sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry for. It's an emergency, and no one expected it." Li Fenghe looked ahead, his eyes a little distracted, "This is all fate."
After a moment, as if to convince himself, he repeated it again in a low voice:
"This is all fate."
Cheng Jinyang:…………
So sad, this cheap father-in-law is so sad, his whole body seems to be filled with negative energy. No wonder I always feel that even if he is smiling, he is forcing a smile... By the way, when will Teacher Li come out?
Fortunately, Li Qingwan didn't keep him waiting long. He quickly changed into training clothes and came out, making Cheng Jinyang's eyes light up.
The so-called "girls should be pretty and filial" refers to the fact that some girls look good in white, and Teacher Li is one of the best.
Although the white training clothes are loose, the feeling of looseness comes out just by tying the belt and holding them tightly. In order to prevent being pulled by opponents, the collar has been specially designed to just fit the skin under the neck, and the soft curves of the shoulders.
Outline it.
It is still a simple single ponytail, but it is a bit more heroic and energetic when set off by the training clothes. It can be seen that this training clothes are probably not randomly designed, but take into account both practicality and aesthetics... It even feels more inclined to the latter.
"Jinyang, I've kept you waiting for a long time." Li Qingwan smiled softly, then looked at his father, cupped his fists and said, "Please give me some advice, father."
Li Fenghe turned around and glanced at Cheng Jinyang, which meant, "She talked to you first when she came out. How do you explain this? And you want to hide it from me?"
Cheng Jinyang could only smile bitterly in return.
Li Fenghe stood up and stretched his body muscles calmly. Li's physical activation not only enhanced the self-healing ability, but also greatly improved the explosive power of the muscles. Fighting the sixth and eighth levels, isn't it like a father beating his daughter?
Okay, it's true that the father beats the daughter.
Li Qingwan slowly opened his posture and assumed an all-out attitude.
"Did you see that?" Li Fenghe pointed at Li Qingwan and turned to Cheng Jinyang and said, "Jinyang, I raised this daughter with my own hands. Look at her standing, posture, and figure.
The land is also one in a thousand... no, one in a thousand!"
Although his tone was quite proud, Cheng Jinyang still heard a hint of unconfidence in it, as if he was worried that his daughter would not be able to get married. Therefore, the ancients said, "I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail." It still makes sense. In a group
If you have been on the tail end of a crane for a long time, your self-confidence will be easily destroyed.
"Dad!" Seeing Li Fenghe's endless sales, Li Qingwan was also a little annoyed. He stepped back hard, and his strength exploded instantly, and he rushed towards Li Fenghe.
"Well done!" Li Fenghe shouted, reaching out to grab her fist. The explosive speed of the eighth-grade physical activation was extremely slow in the eyes of the sixth-grade.
Then there was a bang, and the right eye socket was hit.
Cheng Jinyang:?
"Hiss!" Li Fenghe staggered back a few steps, gasped, and covered his eyes. Li Qingwan stopped in panic, ran to him to check the situation, and said sadly:
"Dad! Are you okay? I didn't hold back my strength just now. I'm sorry, I thought you would hide..."
"It's okay." Li Fenghe silently activated his power, and the bruise on his right eye quickly receded.
But the fact that he was slapped in the face cannot be written off. The prospective son-in-law is still sitting next to him!
It's annoying to say that I have clearly calculated my daughter's punch speed, but how come her actual punch speed is much faster than the parameters I calculated?
Could it be that she deliberately hides her clumsiness and then suddenly explodes? But that’s not right either. Her punches are as fast as an arrow from the string, and she may not be able to hit them even at the eighth level! If you are not careful, it is normal for a sixth-level superpower to be hit.
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Li Fenghe subconsciously wanted to criticize his daughter for "little girls don't teach martial arts", but after thinking about it, he reluctantly held back. Who taught his daughter? Not him! Doesn't that mean he scolded himself for not teaching martial arts?
"I'm sorry, Dad." Li Qingwan felt a little sad, "I didn't tell you that I am actually already at the seventh level."
Li Fenghe:?
Oh, it turns out to be the seventh grade. No wonder, I thought it was the eighth grade...
Wait, wait, what? Seventh level? When? Isn't Qingwan not yet twenty? Where did he get the seventh level? If he reaches the seventh level before he is twenty, isn't this talent equivalent to a guaranteed fourth level?
"Really the seventh grade?" Li Fenghe's eyes widened and his voice trembled.
"It's really seventh grade." Li Qingwan said seriously with tears in his eyes.
"No, dad will confirm with you again, is it really seventh grade?" Li Fenghe held his daughter's arms tightly, his expression twitching.
It was as if if her next words were "Haha, Dad, I lied to you," Li Fenghe would be able to tear her alive on the spot.
"It's really seventh grade, dad." Li Qingwan nodded.
"Ha, hahaha!" Li Fenghe laughed strangely, "Seventh level is good, seventh level is good, seventh level is good..."
Cheng Jinyang, who was watching next to him, was worried, fearing that he would fall to the ground in the next second, twitching, clenching his teeth, and falling unconscious.
Fortunately, Li Fenghe was not so surprised that he lost his mind. He just let go of his daughter slowly with his lips trembling and trembling.
After a while, he sat down on the chair next to him, buried his face in his hands, and gradually started crying hysterically.
This middle-aged man, who was already fifty years old, was crying like a child, his voice was hoarse.
Li Qingwan stood beside him, patted his back gently, and whispered softly:
"It's okay, Dad. It's okay. Mom will be very happy if she knows about it underground..."