Devouring the Stars: Pokédex

Chapter 3 Father's Love Like a Mountain
Although the basic training method provided by this extreme martial arts gym is not so mysterious, but just completing the above tasks is very within reach!
The requirement above is to complete all kinds of strength training and physical training every day, followed by exclusive training methods. The training methods seem simple, but those strength and physical training are equivalent to going to the gym to do all the exercises every day, and you have to be an extreme athlete Ten times the amount!
Before becoming a martial artist, the most important thing is to exercise strength and speed. Exercise methods are auxiliary, and various tasks are the key to physical fitness. There is no doubt about this, but this indicator is really prohibitive.

At least Yun Yi thinks so.

"Forget it, if I can't even hold on to this most basic step, then how can I become comrades-in-arms with Luo Feng, and how can I survive in this world?"

"Could it be the same as before, paralyzed at home all day, eating and waiting to die?"

He kept talking in his heart to motivate himself.

In the constant self-motivation, school was over again, the bell rang, and he stared at the teacher sitting on the podium.

When the teacher is sorting out the materials slowly, he says: "Put..."

bang bang,

"goodbye teacher!"

In a flash, Yun Yi greased the soles of his feet and ran away.

In the classroom, the teacher was dumbfounded, and the students looked at each other, with only one thought in mind: Is this guy rushing to reincarnate?

After the teacher realized it, he was quite angry, knocked on the table and said: "Now, you are about to take the college entrance examination, you should focus on reviewing, don't be like Yun Yi, thinking about the outside world!"

……

After leaving school, Yun Yi first went home and told his father about his joining the martial arts gym. As for his mother... long gone, during a job.

Over the years, his father has been a father and a mother at the same time, and the father and son live in this [-]-square-meter house, and he often feels ashamed of Yun Yi.

But what can be done?
Living in this era where the future is invisible, guilt is the least valuable thing.

So, when he heard about Yun Yi's joining the martial arts school, his first reaction was to get angry, but after thinking about it, he sighed and said, "I'll help you pay for your tuition."

After all, he stood up on his own, as if he had aged a lot, and took out a small electric fan under the dilapidated sofa in the corner...

Yun Yi looked at the brand new electric fan although it was small, and was suddenly taken aback.Then I remembered that in the morning, I used the excuse that it was too hot...

"dad……"

Suddenly he choked up, thinking back to his previous life, the parents who cared for him with great care, and then looked at the father in front of him.

Their own departure, maybe they haven't slowed down yet...

They are all parents, they all love their children and are willing to give everything.

Father as a mountain.

"Dad, if you join the martial arts school, you don't need to bear the tuition fees, don't worry!"

"No tuition fees? Then why does the son of the old Wang's family often ask the old Wang for various fees, saying that it is needed by the martial arts?"

Father was a little puzzled. He worked on the construction site every day, but he didn't have access to these things. For people like them, warriors were legendary existences.

Even though the martial arts school's admissions system is so close to the people, they didn't bother to find out, it was just hearsay.

After all, none of the people living here have become warriors, and not many friends my father knows have children who are in high school, so I don't know much about it.

And Yun Yi was under 16 years old before and couldn't join the martial arts gym, so he didn't mention it to his father when he thought about it.

Suddenly knowing that there is no need to bear the cost, my father seemed relieved, but he still handed over the electric fan to Yun Yi.

Yun Yi took over the electric fan, with a heavy heart, he hugged the father who was relatively unfamiliar to him in front of him.

"Dad, was our family name Murong before?"

Yun Yi suddenly asked.

Father was stunned. The question that popped up out of nowhere made him almost unable to react, but he shook his head and said, "Our ancestors are all surnamed Yun."

"Oh……"

Yun Yi didn't speak any more, but grinned, raised the electric fan in his hand, and went back to the room to install it.

Only his father was left in a daze. He couldn't understand why Yun Yi would suddenly ask such a question. Is there something special about Murong's surname?
"Couldn't Murong Yunyi sound better?" Father Yunhai scratched his head, unable to figure it out for a moment.

After installing the electric fan and having dinner with his father, Yun Yi told his father that he was going to the martial arts hall to practice and would come back later, just leave him a door, no need to wait.

Arriving at the main entrance of the martial arts hall, Yun Yi took out his brand new junior student card, swiped it on the instrument at the door, greeted the guards, and entered the martial arts hall.

At noon, the old man had already told him where his training venue was, so he didn't bother others anymore, but went to the designated martial arts hall by himself.

Pass through the compound and come to a small martial arts training hall on the right side of the main entrance. This is a martial arts training hall exclusively for junior students. The space, decoration, and resources inside are not as good as those for intermediate and advanced students, but they are also suitable for them. enough.

In the martial arts hall, there is still a 'teacher' giving a lecture at the moment. The 'teacher' is very young, too young, Yun Yi glanced at him, and walked quietly behind the crowd.

Like everyone else, he sat on the ground until he sat down and saw the sign hanging on the teacher's chest clearly.

"It turned out to be a senior student. I thought it was an instructor... Senior students still have the obligation to give lectures to junior students?"

Without much entanglement, Yun Yi listened carefully to this senior student, and taught them the basic knowledge and his own cultivation experience.

These are extremely precious to most people, so many people listen very seriously, only a few or two are absent-minded.

After about twenty minutes, the class was over. The senior student said get out of class was over and left on his own.

"Thank you, senior, for your kind teaching."

Several people shouted with a smile.

Many people also dispersed, only a few young guys remained in the training hall, discussing what the senior taught just now.

Yun Yi looked around, then found a quiet corner, took the training equipment, and started self-cultivation.

boom……

Punch after punch on the sandbag, he was exhausted soon, he was out of breath, and his face was full of despair.

"This is too tiring..."

After only persisting for about ten minutes, Yun Yi sat down on the ground, took off the gloves in his hands, and wiped the sweat from his head.

"It's only been ten minutes, and my hand hurts. If I practice this according to the standard, my hand will be useless..."

Too tired, too painful.

Cultivation is indeed not as simple as it is said.

This is just the most basic and fundamental physical training. This kind of strength and quantity can simply drive most people back.

No wonder there are very few warriors in today's world.

Just as Yun Yi was sitting on the ground panting and howling, a young handsome man came over.

(End of this chapter)