MTL - Dad, Please Try a Little Harder

  Chapter 9 A woman retreats two men with one palm

   "This, how is this possible?"

  Ding Linlang looked at Qian Quan in disbelief.

  Qian Wenlin said with a smile: "He is a blessed soul, and he suddenly realized Bodhi, which is an extremely rare situation."

  Ding Linlang was dubious, and said to Qian Quan: "You play a game with me."

  Qian Quan challenged with a smile.

   As a result, Ding Linlang was killed without holding back even twenty steps.

   Throughout the whole process, Qian Quan never stopped at one step.

  Ding Linlang looked at the chessboard, then at Qian Quan, and suddenly said, "You used to let me do it on purpose, didn't you?"

   "Really not," Qian Quan smiled and shook his head, "It's just that I read the chess records recently, and suddenly became enlightened, pure epiphany."

  Ding Linlang stared at Qian Quan, with dissatisfaction on his face, and admiration in his eyes: "No wonder you won that uncle that day."

  Qian Quan nodded with a smile, and asked about his father's chess game.

   "The day after tomorrow, the first round will start. There will be 24 players in eight teams. Half of them will be eliminated first."

   "The competition is fierce, are they eliminated by team?"

"Group PK by team and eliminate by person, that is to say, the eight teams in the first round will be divided into four groups, that is, two teams will form a group, and then the three players from each team will compete with the three players from the same team. Players will fight against each other one by one, and finally they will be ranked according to points, 3 points for a win, 1 point for a tie, and 0 points for a loss, as long as you have high points, even if both teammates are eliminated, you can still advance.”

   "Understood." Qian Quan nodded, "By the way, during the game, are other people allowed to watch?"

  "Yes, but you are not allowed to bring any electronic devices into the venue, nor are you allowed to make any prompts."

   "Well, that's for sure, but I can go and see which players are stronger, and then remember their moves in advance..."

   "Qian Quan!" Qian Wenlin suddenly called out Qian Quan's name in a serious tone, "Put this kind of thinking away for me, and don't allow such crooked thoughts in the future, do you hear me?"

  Qian Quan was puzzled.

   "Now that you are lucky in chess, you should take advantage of the situation to understand the way of chess and go further, instead of wasting your chess on such opportunistic things. Don't forget what I told you, do nothing and do everything."

  Qian Quan suddenly realized that he now has a master-level chess skill, but his chess skills are still not as good as his father.

   On the surface, it seems that Dad is talking about chess, but he is actually teaching him to be a man.

   "Well, I remember." Qian Quan said seriously.

   "Actually, I thought about it as much as you just now..." Ding Linlang looked at Qian Quan and said weakly.

   "Continue playing chess." Qian Wenlin laughed it off.

  Qian Quan hesitated for a while, and said, "I want to play a blind game with you guys."

   "How to play blind?"

   "I don't look at the chessboard and play with you."

  When Qian Wenlin and Ding Linlang heard the words, their fighting spirit suddenly soared.

  Too arrogant!

  …

   "Who do you want to fight first?"

  Wanghuai Hotel, third floor, gym, Master Hu looked at the girl in blue and white sportswear with a ponytail with a smile on his face.

   "Let them go to bed together." The girl was confident.

   Not far from her, stood two burly, muscular young men. They were the coaches of the gym and Liang Wanjun's subordinates.

   "Okay, just do as you said." Master Hu nodded slightly, and turned his head to signal the two coaches to shoot at the same time.

  The two coaches were a little hesitant. Although Brother Jun had introduced them to the girl as a master, the age and stature of the other party, not to mention two-on-one, even one-on-one, was not a heavyweight with them.

   "Let me come first."

  The girl saw this and took the lead.

  I saw her take a step forward in an ordinary way, raised her right palm and slashed towards the coach standing on the left.

   Mingming saw that the palm was still some distance away from the coach, but when the palm fell, it barely passed the coach's face about two centimeters away.

  The coach subconsciously took a step back, only to feel a sharp cool wind cut across his face.

  The girl flipped her palm and cut across the throat of another coach, passing by about two centimeters, forcing the other coach back two steps.

  The girl's movements were coherent and smooth, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Although she attacked two people at the same time, it was a complete move.

   With one move, the two of them were forced back.

   "Let's do it, don't worry." The girl spoke simply, with a bold taste.

  The two coaches were still in shock. They already understood the meaning of Brother Jun's so-called "master" in their hearts.

  The girl smiled in satisfaction, stretched out both palms, and pushed towards one of them. The opponent was prepared this time, stepped aside, and returned a tentative punch.

  The girl returned her palm calmly, and seemed to swipe it lightly, leading that punch to another person.

  Although the two sparring partners still restrained their moves, they were willing to cooperate after all.

   In this way, you came and I went back and forth for five or six rounds. The two coaches were completely suppressed by the girl.

  The girl's movements are stretched, and each move has both strength and speed. She uses her strength to lift the weight as if it is light, and the angle of retraction is more precise. The two coaches are restricted like two headless flies.

   "Thank you for your hard work."

  The girl withdrew her left palm quickly, drew a beautifully curved circle with her right palm, and returned to the original place neatly.

  The two coaches were still in a state of confusion. After calming down a little, they said with a little embarrassment: "We are not your opponent."

  The girl smiled and said, "I took the lead."

   "Okay, let's stop here tonight." Master Hu, who was watching the battle, walked over with a smile, and Lao Huai looked at the girl with great comfort, "Xiaoyu, you seem to have improved a lot this time compared to last time."

   "I have finished learning the 'Old Eight Palms', and the master said that if I come to the countryside this time to gain insight, I will pass on the 'Sixty-Four Hands' when I get back." The girl named Xiaoyu spoke in a natural tone, neither pretentious nor conceited.

   "Okay, take a good rest tonight, and go to the countryside tomorrow to play."

  Xiaoyu nodded: "I still have to visit my grandma's grave."

"Um."

   Master Hu took Xiaoyu out of the gym, and the remaining two coaches looked at each other.

   "If we try our best from the beginning, what chance do you think we have of winning?" one of the coaches asked.

   "〇 Success, I didn't try my best."

   "Yes." The coach who asked the question gave a wry smile.

   "Actually, it's nothing. After all, she is the granddaughter of Lord Hu, the daughter of the big boss. She must be a famous teacher."

   "I can only comfort myself like this."

  …

  Zhao Baiyu returned to the room her grandfather had arranged for her, washed up first, then meditated for half an hour, then checked her mobile phone, replied to a few messages, and went to bed on time at nine o'clock.

  Going to bed at 9 p.m. and getting up at 7 a.m. She has maintained this habit for more than ten years.

the next morning.

  Zhao Baiyu got up and washed up and went to the KFC next door to have breakfast. When ordering, she found that the waiter at the cash register was actually a handsome guy, a rare kind of handsome guy, which made her eyes shine.

  However, that's all. For a high-quality man in her eyes, it is not enough to have good looks. He also needs to have strength—at least a strength comparable to hers.

  After breakfast, I sent a message to my grandfather, and then I took the bus to my grandfather's home in the country.

  Master said that to learn "Sixty-Four Hands", you must first walk around, get in touch with nature, feel it, observe mountains and seas, see the sky and earth, and see the fireworks in the world. Only when you are in a state of mind can you learn.

  The so-called kung fu practice is deeper, the more important the state of mind.

  Zhao Baiyu is very aware of this, in fact, other things in life are also the same.

   One success, one success, one success.

  The bus drove for half an hour and arrived at Huangzhuang, the hometown of my grandfather. After getting off the bus, Zhao Baiyu went to buy paper money, and then walked to visit her grandmother's grave.

   After burning the paper money, I had a conversation with my grandma before getting up to experience the scenery of the fields.

  She was born in Zhonghai and grew up in Zhonghai. She was used to traffic and high-rise buildings since she was a child, but she can also distinguish grains and animals, because since she can remember, she will go back to Wanghuai every year.

   There are also large parks in the city, but the view and style are completely incomparable with the countryside.

  Going to the mountains and lakes for a long time, wandering in the forest and wild entertainment. Wandering among the hills and ridges, living in the past...

  Walking around like this, it was noon soon, and she didn't go back to the county seat. She found a Liangpi shop on Huangzhuang Street and settled for lunch.

  In the afternoon, continue to wander around the wild lakes, until six o'clock in the evening before leaving to look back at Huai.

  When I arrived at Wanghuai Hotel, I saw Grandpa playing chess with someone, and his opponent was the handsome waiter brother from KFC.

   Seeing you twice a day is considered fate.

   "Master Hu has accepted."

   Zhao Baiyu saw that handsome boy smiling and stood up, obviously he won.

  (end of this chapter)