Squeak.

The door is open.

Wang Yiyang's eyes were slightly dark, and he walked out of the door tiredly. He saw his grandfather Wang Xinlong standing in the yard and starting practicing martial arts.

Wang Xinlong practiced a boxing technique called Yuekongquan. It seemed that the pace and boxing technique were combined, and it was very powerful.

Wang Yiyang has seen it many times and always feels that while practicing boxing, his grandfather's fist has been punching from unexpected angles.

No matter how many times he looked at it, he felt unexpectedly unpredictable.

After a set of punches, my grandfather breathed a long breath, took the dry towel brought by the nanny aside, and wiped his sweat.

"How is it? Do you want to do something and exercise your muscles and bones?"

"If you don't come, you're not interested in this." Wang Yiyang smiled and shook his head.

"Then it's a pity that you can have a lot of energy and be able to do anything with ease. On critical occasions, you can suppress everyone and take the initiative." Wang Xinlong's voice was very loud, and even the entire yard could echo faintly when he spoke.

"What the master said is that the essence, energy and spirit are the foundation of human beings, and essence can be used to physically transform the outside world.

And God can be used to influence others, and each has its own wonderful uses." Zhong Can didn't know when he appeared on the side of the yard, his expression was calm and he slowly made a sound.

Wang Yiyang looked at him, and his heart was still a little scarred.

"Brother Zhong Can said that." He nodded and agreed.

Zhong Can's eyes crossed Wang Yiyang, as if he looked farther away, his eyes a little empty.

"Anyone who kills a single enemy will eventually kill a thousand enemies and lose 800. No matter how different the battles are, they may cause damage to themselves. So I have always pursued the soldiers who will defeat others without fighting."

"Win without fighting?" Wang Yiyang thought.

"Yes. I won't win with the great power of Yang Zheng in military strategy. That's the use of nature of heaven and earth." Zhong Can said calmly. "That's not my pursuit."

"What is your pursuit?" Wang Yiyang was a little curious and asked with the flow.

"What I pursue is to defeat the enemy with gods, make the enemy fear and destroy the mind and then use it." Zhong Can said halfway through his words, and was interrupted by Wang Xinlong's humble shout.

"Enough!"

Wang Xinlong scolded, and the whole yard was buzzing. The nanny next to him also turned pale, his whole body shook, and almost dropped the towel in his hand to the ground.

"You haven't given up that evil way yet?" Wang Xinlong stared at Zhong Can, his strong body was like a giant bear, and he faintly exuded a strong and depressing aura.

Wang Yiyang also saw something wrong.

Zhong Can's martial arts seem to have a lot of differences with his grandfather.

Zhong Can didn't speak anymore. After more than ten minutes, he kept silent.

He stopped talking.

However, Wang Yiyang talked about topics with his slightly relieved grandfather and talked about other things, but from time to time he would always look at Zhong Cannabi.

This senior brother who has been with his grandfather Wang Xinlong for so many years is probably no one knows what he is thinking about except himself.

After the early exercise, other disciples came one after another in the martial arts hall.

Among the disciples, there are men and women, most of them are over thirty years old. Many of them have opened other training institutions outside.

When I come back here, I am just because of my respect for the old man Wang Xinlong and my previous habits.

Moreover, so many senior brothers, senior sisters and sisters gather together are also a big circle of contacts.

With more people, most of Wang Yiyang didn't know each other, so he didn't have the chance to talk to the old man.

Zhong Can also start to get busy, and many people talked about fighting things.

He was pulled away and seemed to be not paying much attention to this place, which made Wang Yiyang feel relieved.

Seeing that there were a lot of people, he simply went outside the martial arts hall and took a walk by the river on the right.

Since he was a very young man, he liked to take a walk by the river alone, picking stones and wafting water.

Later, he became a little older and was afraid of being seen, and said he was naive, so he just took a simple walk.

A little bigger, Wang Yiyang became a ripples reflected on the river surface alone.

Ripples in different directions are like two countries fighting, and whoever is stronger is weak.

He would guess it quietly in his heart and then see the results.

If the party he guessed was defeated, if he was not convinced, he would kick a few stones into the water, causing greater ripples to join the battle.

"What are you doing here alone?" Suddenly a voice suddenly rang behind Wang Yiyang.

His originally loose body suddenly tensed and slowly turned around.

The one standing behind him was the eldest brother Zhong Can.

Zhong Can was faintly drunk, her face was calm, her hands were naturally drooping, and she looked like she was here for a walk.

Wang Yiyang's heart was tossed and his face remained unchanged.

"I came for a walk after dinner. When I was a kid, I liked to come here alone."

"Do you like quietness?" Zhong Can walked to Wang Yiyang and kicked a stone into the water.

"It's okay, I just want to be quiet occasionally." Wang Yiyang tried to make his expression more natural. But as the other party approached, a trace of goose bumps inevitably slowly appeared on his body.

His gaze had already spotted Zhong Can's five fingers slowly stretching his right hand.

"When will you leave? I'll give you a look." Zhong Can said slowly.

"No need, I can do it alone." Wang Yiyang smiled, "By the way, you said before, what exactly is the one you want to pursue to win without fighting? Is it interrupted by my grandfather before I finished speaking. Could there be any problem?"

He tried hard to make his smile look unaware of it, and it was very natural.

This is not easy, but he has died once, and in fact he does not take death very seriously.

What he was afraid of was that he could not save his grandfather even if he died. Now was an opportunity, an opportunity to get to know Zhong Can up close.

Why did he take action? Why did he ignore the friendship that has been so many years? What else is behind him?

Zhong Can breathed a sigh and looked at Wang Yiyang with some strangeness.

"Do you know that creatures themselves have fear and stiffness?"

"Fear of stiffness?"

“Yes, biology calls this phenomenon one of the survival instincts.

When a creature faces a strong enemy that is absolutely invincible, it may appear completely stiff. In this way, a strong enemy may give up hunting when the creature gives up resistance, stays motionless and has no hostility, so as to survive."

When Zhong Can spoke, her tone was calm and her tone was gentle, as if she was really chatting with Wang Yiyang.

"What I am pursuing is that before fighting, people will fear me and become stiff.

Unfortunately, the master did not agree with my goal. He thought I was on a wrong path. But in three consecutive foreign competitions, I achieved results far beyond my previous ones. But he still did not agree with me."

Wang Yiyang saw his fingers tremble slightly again.

"Why? Isn't this effective?" he asked.

"Just because I started a little heavier." Zhong Can showed a strange smile, "But this is the only way to form fear. The essence of fighting is to trample on the flesh and blood of the same kind and embark on the supreme path of evolution!"

"I don't think so." Wang Yiyang couldn't help but retort. As soon as he said that he saw Zhong Can's palm trembling, and the veins of blood vessels raised slightly, and an indescribable stream of depression suddenly evaporated from the other party's body.

Wang Yiyang's heart thumped, suppressing the threat in his heart.

He knew that he might be killed by Zhong Can in front of him at any time.

But this is the easiest time to get in touch with Zhong Can’s true inner thoughts. In order to investigate the inside story, he did not want to give up.

"Simple violence and blood may cause fear, but that can only panic a small number of people watching. On a large scale, it is still useless.

So your goal is just a niche path.”

Zhong Can had already planned to take action directly, kill Wang Yiyang in front of him, and then go back and kill that old guy, and it's all over.

He was about to take action, but he didn't expect that Wang Yiyang would say something like that.

Originally, he came with him just to kill Wang Yiyang, but now, he suddenly became interested and wanted to hear what this kid has to do with great insight.

"Then what should I do, then," he asked with a narrow eyes.

Wang Yiyang's thoughts changed sharply, but his face remained calm, calm and natural.

He could feel that the obvious threatening feeling on his body had quickly disappeared. It was obvious that the other party had temporarily given up on killing him.

"It's very simple," he whispered. "If you have enough demeanor, do something big that ordinary people can't do in any way. Spread your reputation.

To win without fighting is not only fear that can achieve this effect. As long as it is a strong reputation, it is actually OK."

"Different." Zhong Can shook her head. "A strong reputation can only bring a sense of oppression."

"You haven't tried it, so how can you know it won't work?" Wang Yiyang asked back.

Zhong Can fell silent, as if thinking about the answer to this question.

"Think about it carefully, I'll go back and rest first." Wang Yiyang was sweating in his heart, pretending to be fine and turned around and walked towards the martial arts hall.

He raised his foot, one step, two steps, three steps.
To be continued...