C96 preliminary reference to kung fu (2/2)
”Chang Jing, hurry up and thank Grandfather!” Cheng Jian said.
Chang Jing was not in a hurry to thank him. She had heard of the term ”martial arts” from Oster not long ago, she remembered that the reason why Oster came all the way from Mace to Ara was to learn the skills of the Ara. He did not expect that this martial arts technique would be so close to him, so close to his parents!
”Martial arts, martial arts?” Are they any different? ” Chang Jing asked.
”Martial arts are just a display, it's all about movement. Martial arts are divided into internal and external skills, it's a profound skill!” You'll understand the difference when you learn it in the future. ” Cheng Jian patiently explained.
Chang Jing nodded as if she understood something. She thought that it was no wonder that Li Gute bastard gave him such a huge and unfamiliar feeling of suppression. It was because that was the martial arts they were talking about.
”Dad, since martial arts are so good, why didn't you teach it earlier? It makes me nervous and afraid that I would fail every term.” Chang Jing complained.
”This …” The Broken Sword explained, ”Because of the ancestor's rules, without the Patriarch's consent, those who teach others their own martial arts will be expelled from the sect. They are not allowed to step even half a step into the wind and moon. That's why your father didn't dare to teach you, or even mention it. ”
”Oh, I see.” Chang Jing suddenly realized, ”No wonder people nowadays only know martial arts, not martial arts.
These words caused the broken sword to turn red.
”My good grandson, since your father didn't teach you martial arts, I presume our family's secret forging technique hasn't been taught to you?” The broken sword deliberately used its sleeves to wipe away the sweat to cover the flames on its face.
”Reporting to father, your son has never taught him this.” Cheng Jian replied respectfully.
”Hmm, you can learn forging techniques from me tomorrow. This absolute art cannot be destroyed in our hands!” The broken sword patted Chang Jing's shoulders that could not be considered strong, and said: ”Study hard, there will be a day that you have good prospects!”
”But grandfather,” Chang Jing asked, thinking of something else, ”Didn't the people outside say that you no longer forge swords with your hands? Could it be that you lied to them? ”
”This,” the broken sword blushed again at his words. ”People are always bored, always wanting to find something to do. That way, they won't be bored!”
”So?”
”So I secretly continued forging in the basement!” The broken sword unhappily rolled its eyes at Chang Jing, but after a while, it could not hold back its laughter.
”Haha, my good grandson sure is humorous!”
Everyone at the side laughed apologetically, but Chang Jing was feeling unhappy, ”This is called persistence, understand?”
At this moment, Chang Jing's family had finally reunited. The happiest person was Chang Jing's father, Cheng Jian. Looking at his smiling mouth, one could tell that. Chang Jing had also officially begun his ”martial arts journey”, and was much closer to success.
It was just that when the family returned happily, there was no happiness on Rou Xin's face. Instead, it was filled with worry.