Chapter 14 Request for Test (《》)

"What's going on?" Not long after the banquet ended, Ma Rongnian and a man entered a two-story building. In the living room of the two-story building, the man whispered: "Isn't everything arranged properly? Why do accidents happen?!"

"How do I know what's going on?" Ma Rongnian looked unlucky and growled in an irritable tone: "I'm still confused now. How could Ma Ronggang know so clearly!"

"It shouldn't be revealed by our people." Ma Rongnian's angry reaction gradually calmed down. He patted Ma Rongnian's shoulder and said, "But the careful arrangement over the past year has failed. Be patient and stop for a while."

"That's all." Ma Rongnian took a deep breath. Thinking of Ma Rong's performance of spring breeze at the banquet tonight, a hint of terrifying coldness flashed in his eyes. He said, "Let him laugh first, there will always be times when he cries!"

"Don't take it seriously if you fail this time. With my support, you will be able to get ahead sooner or later." The man chuckled, comforted him for a few words, and then took advantage of the night to leave the second-story building where Ma Rongnian's family lived.

The man who left in a hurry did not notice that behind the flower pot about ten meters away from this two-story building, a thin figure was squatting...

"So it's him." Ma Yunhui, who was hiding behind the flower pot, suddenly changed his face as he watched the man come out of Ma Rongnian's home with his own eyes! He murmured in disbelief: "How could he help Ma Rongnian?"

Ma Yunhui couldn't believe it, but the facts in front of him forced him to believe it.

After squatting behind the flower pot for more than four minutes, Ma Yunhui took a deep breath, hugged his waist and flashed into the path beside him and walked away quickly.

Ma Ronggang stayed at home for two days. At around five o'clock in the morning on the second day of the Lunar New Year, when the sky was just dawn, he packed up and left Luliuyuan and returned to Kangcheng area.

By the time Ma Yunhui got up and came out to practice Liujiaquan, Ma Ronggang was already halfway.

The lively scenes in the Ma Family Garden basically ended on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and life has returned to its former tranquility.

What happened on New Year's Eve was like a dream that had never appeared in reality and was forgotten. My mother Chen Meihua never mentioned anything about that day.

However, Ma Yunhui remembered his discovery in his heart, and the potential of Quchi acupoint on his arm began to be stimulated.

The days passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, February 26th.

At 5:30 in the morning, Ma Yunhui and Yang Xiancheng appeared one after another in the open space in front of the living room of Green Liuyuan, and practiced the Xiaoyuntian routine in Liujiaquan as usual.

After more than four months of continuous practice, Ma Yunhui's boxing finally felt like he was entering the house. Although he was not as fierce and sharp as Yang Xiancheng used it, he also had a sense of freedom and freedom, which complemented the outline of Liu's boxing that was mainly based on spirit.

"It will take at least half a year for children to practice to this level."

"I didn't expect that Yoonghui had exercised for a few hours less than others every day, and he had mastered the essence of Liu's fist in just over four months."

"As long as he persists in practicing, he may be able to really stimulate the potential of acupoints!"

Looking at Ma Sunhui who was already immersed in practice, Yang Xiancheng's face showed a hint of praise. You know, it took him seven or eight months to grasp the essence of Liu's fist, and it was achieved based on the continuous practice of daily hard work.

Unlike Ma Yunhui, he reached this situation in just over four months!

The more I looked, the more I felt satisfied, but gradually, Yang Xiancheng noticed something was wrong. Ma Yunhui actually practiced Xiao Yuntian over and over again, without even a half-second pause in the middle!

At the beginning, Yang Xiancheng didn't dare to wake Ma Sunhui up at all, but as time went by, when Ma Sunhui practiced Xiaoyuntian twenty-one times in one breath, he became anxious.

"Wake up!" A sudden roar woke Ma Yoonghui up from his addiction.

He looked at Yang Xiancheng in surprise and asked, "Brother Cheng, why are you interrupting me?"

"You kid, you must have a degree of practicing martial arts and strengthening your body!" Yang Xiancheng smiled bitterly and said, "Your continuous practice of Xiaoyuntian will not only not have the effect of strengthening your body, but will also cause harm to your body if you are not careful."

"Is there any?" Ma Yunhui looked down at his body in surprise, jumped, jumped, and then looked up and said with a confused look on his face: "But I feel very comfortable."

"It feels very comfortable?" Yang Xiancheng slapped Ma Yoonghui's little head with a hilarious smile and said casually: "Why are you feeling comfortable?"

"It's very warm, it seems like there is a warm water bag here and here." Ma Yunhui patted his hands and wrists, tilted his head and said, "The more you practice, the more you feel comfortable."

"It's so warm, it seems like there is a warm water bag on your hand?" Yang Xiancheng froze in place. After repeating what Ma Sunhui said again, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Ma Sunhui's shoulders, and asked anxiously: "What about now? Is there any now?"

"Now?" Ma Yunhui smiled silly and replied: "Yes, it's still itchy, as if something is hiking inside."

"Acupoint potential..." Yang Xiancheng was stunned.

"Bo Cheng." Ma Yunhui still looked confused and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Come with me, hurry!" Yang Xiancheng came to his senses and grabbed Ma Sunhui's wrist without saying a word. Regardless of whether Ma Sunhui agreed or opposed, he pulled him and walked towards the door with great strides.

Ma Yunhui asked several times along the way, but Yang Xiancheng didn't say anything to him anymore. He just pulled him up to the clan hall with great anxiety. The expression on his face was very complicated, with joy and suspicion.

Ma Yunhui, who is only ten years old, has only been practicing Liujiaquan for more than four months, and the practice time is only two hours a day... has stimulated the potential of acupoints? Thinking of this, Yang Xiancheng's breathing becomes rapid, and the frequency of his steps has also accelerated a lot.

Soon, Yang Xiancheng took Ma Sunhui to the door of the Ma family clan hall and shouted: "The thirteenth son of the Ma family generation asked for a test!"

"The thirteenth son of the Ma family generation, please test!"
Chapter completed!