"I kind of overestimated your daughter~~!!!" Yang Xuan covered his chest and said helplessly to Zimo who was cutting fruit for him.

Yang Xuan's words made Zimo stop the knife in his hand, "No, you can't blame Jiayi for this. You said she is a genius."

"No~, yes, alas, that's right, that's what I said. I didn't expect Jiayi to be physically gifted, but her understanding is just average."

"That means you don't need to practice martial arts anymore, right?" Zimo's eyes lit up, and he had long been distressed by Yang Xuan's way of practicing martial arts.

"Are you kidding? You know how much effort I have put into your daughter. But poor understanding is also a good thing. If I can learn everything immediately, what sense of accomplishment will I have?" Think about it from another perspective.

Okay, just comfort yourself.

"Tch, I thought I didn't need to learn martial arts anymore."

Yang Xuan thought for a while and decided to do it his own way. No matter how hard it is to teach, can it still be harder to teach than Guo Jing?

Yang Xuan not only thought about it, but also purchased a lot of wooden stakes. Each wooden stake was at least 30 centimeters thick, and there was also a super wooden stake that was 80 centimeters thick. Yang Xuan spent a lot of money to purchase these wooden stakes because they were specially used for Chinese martial arts.

So whether it is in terms of material or craftsmanship, it is very difficult to be damaged.

Stana was busy setting up wooden stakes, while Yang Xuan was trying to regulate Jiayi's movements as much as possible. It was not suitable for actual combat now, let alone actual combat. It was too early to even join hands. No martial arts skill could be achieved overnight.

, it requires a long period of mechanical training to practice the movements until they become instinctive, so that you can engage in actual combat or join hands.

"Remember, this is the standard. Before going to bed today, practice the six moves in the first section 100 times before going to sleep. I will not spy on you. Do you know it consciously? If you practice well, I will take it with you during the winter vacation.

You go and play." Yang Xuan showed a disinterested expression.

After saying that, Yang Xuan went into the room. Not long after, the sounds of hitting wooden stakes came from the backyard. Yang Xuan still liked listening to the sound of hitting wooden stakes. This kind of practice also reminded Yang Xuan

After meeting the master, Yang Xuan smiled again after a few minutes. He was so old. Every time he was bored or frustrated, he would think of the master and want to sit with him and accompany him.

The master chatted and talked about martial arts.

Yang Xuan made a hand gesture on the bed, and the sound of hitting the wooden stakes immediately disappeared. The entire backyard was covered with formations, which were reinforced, hard, and could accelerate the growth of the lawn.

It has sound and image isolation, which can effectively prevent peeping and noise from being transmitted.

Since that day, Jiayi got up at five o'clock to start practicing, and then went to school. Yang Xuan went to work in the morning and practiced in the office in the afternoon. After returning from the Pacific Rim World, Yang Xuan's foundation building ability of integrating Qi and blood into his bones increased from 20% to 20%.

It rose to 35%. When he went home in the evening, Yang Xuan became the uncle, with no shortage of food and drink, and several women to serve him.

Jiayi spent an hour and a half practicing. Yang Xuan would spend half an hour beating Jiayi with a wooden stick to exercise the iron cloth shirt. Then Jiayi would start doing homework and go to sleep. Not to mention, as time went by,

After taking the Spirit Boosting Pill, Jiayi's IQ has begun to rise a bit, and she has become more cheerful. Because she has enough energy and blood, Jiayi only needs to sleep a few hours a day to become energetic again the next day.

stand up.

On this day, Yang Xuan began to inspect the wooden dummy in the backyard. He saw a wooden dummy with many pits on it, a series of elbow marks, and some blood-stained fist marks. The wood was not deep, only not even one centimeter.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan shook his head. It was not that Jiayi was not strong enough, but that his physical strength was still a bit lacking. He could still bleed when hitting wood.

Yang Xuan's hand felt itchy when he touched the roughness of the wooden stake with his palm. Maybe he had been paying too much attention to the blood foundation recently, and he didn't use many moves. When he saw the wooden stake, Yang Xuan couldn't move. Try it.

?

Touching the wooden stake, Yang Xuan quickly strengthened the wooden stake to +6 and optimized it twice. Not long after, there were bursts of knocking sounds of the wooden stake.

Yang Xuan's moves are getting faster and faster, whether it's fists, palms, fingers, or legs. Now that his martial arts has reached this level, he can master it no matter what kind of martial arts it is. After being taught by Tiandao, Yang Xuan knows that in the future, not only himself

To fuse, even the moves have to be fused, everything is fused, not to mention the same realm, the same power, even if you jump over the level and kill the master, it is just a piece of cake.

After beating for more than ten minutes, Yang Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air at the end and slowly finished the exercise, then returned to the house. It was almost six o'clock, and Jiayi didn't have any flights today.

Have come back.

Not long after Yang Xuan left the backyard, the wooden piles that Yang Xuan had just bombarded during the day seemed to be corroded by something. The entire wooden piles turned into wood powder and scattered all over the ground. If anyone goes to check now, they will find the wood powder.

The level of detail is already accurate to the nanometer level. It can be imagined that Yang Xuan's current control is really extraordinary.

"Zimo, what's going on? Why hasn't Jiayi come home yet?" Yang Xuan said after taking a bite of food.

"Yang Xuan, I'm a little worried. I've made more than a dozen calls, but Jiayi just didn't answer. Do you think Jiayi will be in danger?" Zimo said worriedly.

"Ha, are you kidding me? Danger? Who can threaten Jiayi? Even if there are experts, with Jiayi's physical strength and speed, there is absolutely no problem in escaping. As long as she doesn't hurt others, it's good.

, Hahaha." Yang Xuan laughed.

Suddenly, Tong Piaoyun helplessly raised his head and glanced at Yang Xuan. They were already an old couple. Yang Xuan was just stunned for a moment and then immediately reacted: "Damn, I was worried that I was wrong. Now I am afraid that Jiayi's action will not be serious."

, in case we take action..."

"That's right, it would be bad if she hurt someone. It's all your fault for training her to be so violent." Zimo interjected worriedly.

Dai Qisi, who was eating barbecue, shook her head, "I have seen Jiayi's cultivation method. If Jiayi does not control it well, not to mention hurting people, he will basically kill people."

When Dai Qisi said this, Zimo became nervous instantly, and Yang Xuan's brows were deeply knitted together.

Since he was able to travel to other worlds, Yang Xuan, who was afraid of killing even one person and now slaughters tens of billions of aliens without changing his expression, is not worried at all whether Jiayi will hurt or kill people. According to Yang Xuan's idea, the weak will eat the strong.

Accidental injury and accidental killing means that you are too weak and cannot blame others.

Just like Yang Xuan will not go to the prehistoric world now, who knows if there will be a fight between strong people. If two strong people fight and cannot control their ability to express themselves, it will be in vain if they kill themselves.

Yang Xuan is now worried about her absence. If Jiayi really hurts someone and kills someone, will it leave psychological scars? After all, she is an autistic person now. If she leaves a psychological shadow, then this person will be useless.
Chapter completed!