Chapter 591

"I overestimate your daughter ~ ~!" Yang Xuan covered his chest and said helplessly to Zi Mo, who cut fruit for himself.

Yang Xuan's words made Zi Mo stop his knife. "No, you can't blame Jiayi. You say she's a genius."

"No ~, yes, alas, yes, that's what I said. Unexpectedly, Jiayi belongs to physical talent, and her understanding is just ordinary."

"Then you don't have to practice martial arts, do you?" Zimo's eyes lit up. Yang Xuan's way of practicing martial arts had long been distressed.

"Are you kidding? You know how much effort I've put into your daughter, but poor understanding is also a good thing. If I can learn everything immediately, what sense of achievement can I have?" It's OK to change your mind. Just comfort yourself.

"Cut, I thought I didn't have to learn martial arts."

Yang Xuan thought for a moment. Let's do it in his own way. No matter how hard it is to teach, can it be harder than Guo Jing?

Yang Xuan not only wanted to, but also purchased a lot of wooden piles. Each wooden pile is at least 30 cm thick, and there is a super wooden pile with a thickness of 80 cm. These wooden piles were purchased by Yang Xuanhua with heavy money. Because they are dedicated to national technology, they are difficult to be damaged in terms of material and technology.

Stana is busy erecting wooden stakes, while Yang Xuan tries to standardize Jiayi's actions as much as possible. Now it is not suitable for actual combat, not to mention actual combat. It is too early to even set up hands. No martial arts can be achieved overnight. It takes a long time of mechanical exercise to practice the actions until they become their original ability, so that they can carry out actual combat or set up hands.

"Remember, this is the standard. Before going to bed today, practice the six moves in the first paragraph 100 times before going to bed. I won't monitor you. Do I know? If you practice well, I'll take you to play in the winter vacation." Yang Xuan showed an expression of disapproval.

After that, Yang Xuan went into the room. Before long, there were bursts of sounds of hitting the wooden pile in the backyard. It was said that Yang Xuan still liked to listen to the sound of hitting the wooden pile. Such practice also reminded Yang Xuan of his master. In a few minutes, Yang Xuan smiled again. How old are they? Every time he was bored or frustrated, he would think of his master and want to sit with him

Master, talk about martial arts.

Yang Xuan made a hand decision on the bed, and immediately the sound of hitting the wooden pile disappeared directly. The whole backyard is full of arrays, which are reinforced, hard, can accelerate the growth of the lawn, and isolate the sound and image, which can effectively prevent peeping and noise.

Since this day, Jiayi got up at five o'clock to practice martial arts, and then went to school. Yang Xuan went to work in the morning and practiced martial arts in the office in the afternoon. After returning from the Pacific Rim world, Yang Xuan's foundation of blood and blood increased from 20% to 35%. When he came home in the evening, Yang Xuan became an uncle, ate and drank the same, and several women served him.

Jiayi spent an hour and a half practicing martial arts. Yang Xuan would spend half an hour beating Jiayi with a wooden stick to exercise her iron cloth shirt, and then Jiayi began to do her homework and sleep. Not to mention, with the use of zengling pill, Jiayi's IQ began to rise, and people began to be cheerful. Because of the sufficient power of Qi and blood, Jiayi only needed to sleep a few hours a day, The next day will become energetic again.

That day, Yang Xuan began to check the wooden man pile in the backyard. He saw a wooden man pile with potholes, marks on the top elbow of the Taoist way, and some bloody fist marks. It was not deep into the wood, only less than a centimeter. Yang Xuan shook his head. He didn't think Jiayi had enough strength, but his physical strength was a little poor. Beating wood could bleed.

The palm touched the roughness of the stake, and Yang Xuan's hand also itched. Maybe he has been paying too much attention to blood Foundation recently, and his moves have not been displayed. When he saw the stake, Yang Xuan can't move his steps. Try it?

Touching the stake, Yang Xuan strengthened the stake to + 6 and optimized it twice. Before long, bursts of knocking sound of the stake began.

Yang Xuan's moves are getting faster and faster, either fist, palm, finger, or leg. His martial arts have reached this level. No matter what martial arts are, Yang Xuan has been able to master them. Since he was taught by the way of heaven, Yang Xuan knows that he will integrate not only his own moves, but also his moves. Everything will be integrated. Don't say that he has the same level and strength, even if he skips an expert, It's just an easy thing.

After playing hard for more than ten minutes, Yang Xuan finally spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi, slowly hugged yuan and received his work, and returned to the house. It's almost six o'clock. Jiayi hasn't made any plane today

Someone came back.

Not long after Yang Xuan left the backyard, he was just bombarded by Yang Xuan. The wooden piles during the day seemed to be eroded by something. The whole wooden piles turned into wood powder and scattered all over the ground. If someone goes to check now, they will find that the fineness of wood powder can be accurate to the nano meter level. It can be imagined that Yang Xuan's control power is really great now.

"Zi Mo, what's the matter? Why hasn't Jiayi gone home?" Yang Xuan said after eating a mouthful of food.

"Yang Xuan, I'm a little worried. I've called more than a dozen times. Jiayi just didn't answer. Do you think Jiayi will be in danger?" Zi Mo said with worry.

"Ha, are you kidding me? Dangerous? Who can threaten Jiayi? Even if there are experts who want to escape with Jiayi's physical strength and speed, there is absolutely no problem. It's good if she doesn't hurt others, ha ha." Yang Xuan laughed.

Suddenly, Tong Piaoyun reluctantly raised his head and glanced at Yang Xuan. He was both old husband and wife. Yang Xuan was just stunned and immediately responded, "shit, I'm worried about the wrong direction. Now I'm afraid Jiayi has no weight. In case of a shot..."

"Yes, yes, it would be bad if she hurt someone. It's all your fault for exercising her so violently." Zi Mo interrupted with worry.

Daisy, who was eating barbecue, shook her head. "I've seen Jiayi's cultivation method. If Jiayi doesn't control it well, don't hurt people. She basically takes people's lives."

When Daisy said this, Zimo was nervous in an instant, and Yang Xuan's eyebrows were deeply locked together.

Yang Xuan, who has never changed his face since he was able to cross into other worlds, from being afraid of killing one person to slaughtering 10 billion aliens, is not worried about whether Jiayi will hurt or kill. According to Yang Xuan's idea, the law of the jungle. If he is injured or killed by mistake, he is too weak to blame others.

Just like Yang Xuan doesn't go to the wild world now, who knows if there will be a fight between the strong. One or two strong people can't control their ability to vent and kill themselves. It's also a white death.

Yang Xuan is worried about her absence now. If Jiayi really hurts people and kills people, will she leave psychological scars? After all, she is an autistic now. If she leaves a psychological shadow, this person will be abandoned.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan couldn't sit still anymore. He ate dinner like a bolt and began to find a way to find Jiayi.