Luo Zheng's eyes were rolling noisily, thinking about the ring, himself and the future. Before he could further understand what was going on, a familiar sound came out, and a shout came from the door.
"Luo Zheng, Luo Zheng, get up quickly to train, or grandpa will be angry." Wukong's voice came, and he kept pushing Luo Zheng. He was a little strange. Usually Luo Zheng told him to get up, but today he slept so well.
Luo Zheng suddenly stood up, still a little confused, and then smiled. Looking at the ring on his finger, he did not know when the translucent screen had faded, but he felt the spirit he had never had before, as if every cell in his body was jumping with joy.
"Was that a dream just now?" Luo Zheng murmured. "No, the ring is still in his hand."
Luo Zheng looked at his ring. He wanted to see the screen and see his information again. The screen reappeared. He wanted to stop watching and take it back. The screen disappeared again.
Luo Zheng's mouth turned up and his eyes were firm. Looking out of the room, he decided to try and work hard to see if his combat power would grow with his efforts.
He also thought of the books in his mind. If they were true
If it's true, it's true, then
The future I expected before is no longer a dream!
afternoon.
"Life lies in exercise". Luo Zheng doesn't know whether this sentence is correct, but for him, a lot of intense exercise every day is indispensable.
Even at the beginning, daily exercise is a pain for a person who was an ordinary person in his previous life and a child in his present life.
In previous lives, some people even felt that bleeding on the battlefield was much more comfortable than sweating in training. That's why training was too painful.
Therefore, Luo Zheng used to be lazy by changing ways. When he was found, he would be punished by Grandpa Wufan, who slapped his palms and buttocks in a different way.
But today
Luo Zheng leaped from the mountain stream with a full bucket of water, and kept jumping towards the house on the mountain. His small face was full of sweat, which was different from the previous sadness, freedom, struggle, listlessness, and suffocation! What's different is that today he only has hope and perseverance in his eyes.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Luo Zheng poured two buckets of water into a large water tank. The water in the tank was half full, but because the water in the bucket inevitably spilled during the running, only half of the full bucket was left.
Luo Zheng quickly ran back to the stream after pouring the water, and carried water again. He kept on doing so until the tank was full.
There is another identical water tank beside the water tank, which is used by Wukong. Usually, there is much more water in the tank than Luo Zheng's, but today Wukong came to find that the water in the series of tanks is always less than Luo Zheng's.
"Amazing, Luo Zheng is so powerful, and he is really energetic today." Wukong's eyes lit up and felt that today's Luo Zheng was especially powerful. His heart suddenly became excited and more energetic, and he planned to compete with Luo Zheng.
When Wukong and Luo Zheng were competing, Sun Wufan appeared quietly beside the forest, followed the two men with a leisurely pace and looked at them with a smile.
"Well, not bad. Luo Zheng is very good today. He hasn't been lazy at all. Not bad, not bad."
Sun Wufan smiled kindly and was very satisfied with Luo Zheng's training attitude today. As for Wukong, he was not worried. Since Wukong accidentally fell off the cliff when he was walking down the mountain with him a long time ago, he was very lucky not to die, but his head was severely injured.
Since then, Wukong has become very filial and obedient, but sometimes his head can't turn around. It's too simple. Luo Zheng's previous "treachery" in his opinion can better protect Wukong, but he was a little unhappy when he was not careful in training.
Now, he could hardly be more satisfied.
I am old, but I didn't expect to meet two grandchildren who are so young and sensible at my age. I have no regrets in my life.
When Sun Wufan thought of watching them compete silently, the water tank would soon be full, and he also walked out of the side.
Wukong and Luo Zheng had a lot of exercise, and they jumped continuously. Carrying water was just a little short of breath. They soon rested and recovered.
Luo Zheng looks at Grandpa Wufan from a different angle. He has seen the Dragon Ball in his previous life. He knows that Grandpa Wufan is an apprentice who is called the Holy Turtle Immortal of Wushu and has great potential. At present, there are few people on the earth who can compare with Sun Wufan.
"Well, you are all good today. Don't slack off. Let's go to the second round. Let's fight together. I'll be your opponent." Sun Wufan extended a palm, facing Luo Zheng and Wukong, calmly and calmly.
Luo Zheng and Wukong have already made preparations. This is not the first time. Sometimes Wufan will let them play against each other, and sometimes he will train them one-on-one.
Luo Zheng frowned and stared at Sun Wufan. He found that Grandpa Wufan seemed to have flaws everywhere. He felt that he could win with one shot, but his past experience of being beaten told him that if he shot now, he would become very miserable and bruised.
As for Wukong
"Drink, ha!" Wukong shouted and rushed to him, his face shining with excitement. Every time he arrived at this time, he never flinched. He could only say that he had the blood of Saiya people.
Wukong punches Wufan directly into his stomach, and Wufan calmly turns to his side, hides in the past, and pushes Wukong's small body away with one hand.
Sun Wufan smiled and watched Wukong fly out, while Luo Zheng was waiting for this moment.
Luo Zheng has been staring at the figure of Monkey Fan. When Wukong rushes forward, he is not busy but plans to wait for the opportunity. When Wukong is pushed out, Monkey Fan is sideways and cannot see Luo Zheng. Luo Zheng is waiting for this time, this opportunity.
Luo Zheng's leg muscles were tight, flapping, and he stepped on the ground fiercely. The whole person was like an arrow leaving the string, pressing the wind and rushing through.
Luo Zheng twisted his thigh and kicked Sun Wufan directly at his leg joint, intending to make his center of gravity unstable, and then continued to attack. He could not make Sun Wufan, a martial arts expert, fall to the ground with theout a single blow.
Bang!
The attack power is still too weak. Sun Wufan responds a little. He uses a little force as if Luo Zheng had kicked the iron plate. He can't shake it at all.
Sun Wufan turned his head, smiled from the corners of his eyes, and was amiable. He didn't seem to be training for battle at all, because he felt that today Luo Zheng really worked hard, didn't slack off, and earnestly completed every training task he ordered.
When Luo Zheng saw that the blow was ineffective, he quickly opened the distance, fearing that he would be directly shot away like Wukong.
At this time, Wukong also came back, and several of them jumped back to the court to pose for Wufan, ready to rush again, without being hit by what happened just now.
Wukong brews for a while, yells, and rushes up again. Luo Zheng is also on the side at this time. He rushes to Grandpa Wufan from another angle, and the two begin to attack each other.
However, even in this way, Sun Wufan was able to cope with the battle without hurry, as if he did not use all his strength. Luo Zheng knew from previous experience that if Sun Wufan used all his strength, they would have fallen down and could not stand up again.
As time went by, the afternoon's training soon ended.
Luo Zheng and Wukong lay on the ground panting, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up. This afternoon, they experienced being knocked down and flying by Sun Wufan with different strength and speed.
Sun Wufan came up to him with a smile and said kindly, "Not bad, both of them are doing very well today, especially Luo Zheng, who is not lazy. Not bad, I am very satisfied. Take a rest. I will go to prepare dinner."
Constant training always pays off.
Time flies. Two years have passed. Luo Zheng is 12 years old and Wukong is 9 years old.
At the end of today's training, Luo Zheng gasped for breath and sweat rolled off his face. Every day's serious training is really a beating to the body. Like Wukong, he has no strength to get up.
But now he is not concerned about this, but about the matter that has always been on his mind.
"This afternoon's training is over, I don't know if there is any reaction, hope, hope to make progress again"
Luo Zheng was excited and worried. After training every day, Luo Zheng would see if his combat effectiveness had changed. Every time his combat effectiveness changed, he would be delighted. He felt that playing games had been upgraded.
