Heaven's Change of Fate

Chapter 8 Matt Beam Wide
Ma Er blinked, looked carefully at Liang Kuan, touched Liang Kuan's forehead, and said to himself: "I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense? Get up quickly, the leader is waiting outside the door And you."

After Ma Er finished speaking, he threw a piece of clothing to Liang Kuan.Liang Kuan took the clothes in a daze, put them on like a walking corpse, washed his face with the help of Ma Er, and then was dragged out by Ma Er, and saw Yang Xin's serious face after he got out.

"Are you awake? Sober?" Yang Xin asked coldly.

Seeing Yang Xin's cold eyes, Liang Kuan quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Could it be that everything that happened last night was a dream?" Liang Kuan knocked on his head vigorously, feeling as if a pile of paste had been poured into his head, and he didn't notice that Yang Xin and Ma Er looked at each other knowingly. .

"When you wake up from the wine, you will start to practice, first take a few steps with the teacher." After Yang Xin finished speaking, he ran out first.

Liang Kuan was still in a daze, unable to distinguish the situation at all.

"Not following up?" Ma Er gave Liang Kuan a push, "Anyway, your big crime of drinking is wrong, let the leader calm down first."

Liang Kuan somewhat sobered up, and thought to himself: "Ma Er is right, I was really drunk, and the master repeatedly ordered me not to drink too much. I made my own mistakes first, so I don't blame the master for being angry."

Liang Kuan shook his head, ran slowly behind Yang Xin, hesitated to speak, wanted to ask his master what happened last night, and was worried that his master would say that he was hysterical, or make excuses To escape punishment, in the end, Liang Kuan opened his mouth without uttering any words, and attributed what happened last night to his dreaming.

Yang Xin didn't make things difficult for Liang Kuan either, so he took Liang Kuan for a jog for two laps, and then asked Liang Kuan to do the eighth radio gymnastics for half an hour, take a short rest, and then continue running.

Liang Kuan didn't care about it, knowing that running is for exercising muscles and activating blood, and Liang Kuan is also mentally prepared to endure hardship and sweat.How can it be possible to learn martial arts without suffering or sweating?

But what Liang Kuan couldn't understand was why his master insisted on forcing him to wear a set of green tights and run around Foshan every day. I have to swing my fists in the air, and after pressing the fists, I have to stand on my head. It is said that I will run upside down later.

Do not stop from morning to night until you are tired and limp.Liang Kuan can bear and understand the bitterness and tiring, but what makes Liang Kuan puzzled is why his master insists on shouting some very shameful words while running.

For example: "This is youth!" "Run in the sunset boy!" "Burn, my little universe!" "Give me strength, I am Seaman!"

Once Liang Kuan resisted and refused, his master turned into a devil, and mercilessly beat his face with an iron fist in the name of "love and justice", until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. At the same time, I still hold my head and cry, saying that this is all for your own good, hitting you, hurting my heart and other nonsense.

If he was hit hard, his master didn't feel guilty at all, and said while hitting back: "Youth is endless, it doesn't matter if you get seriously injured, youth is always accompanied by mistakes, don't take it to heart."

"Master, you made a mistake, I was the one who was beaten!" Liang Kuan could only cry out silently in his heart, because Liang Kuan was afraid that if he shouted out, he would be beaten harder.

After this training, Liang Kuan was surprised to find that his ability to resist blows was undoubtedly much stronger, and he developed from a creamy niche to a big muscle bully.

After a day of practice, Liang Kuan was lying on the bed like a dead dog. He had no time or thought to think about what happened that night. Just as he was about to go to sleep, his master led the gang to break into the door and stripped Liang Kuan. All naked, just when Liang Kuan was at a loss, he lifted Liang Kuan and went outside the house.

There is a large water tank in the middle of the house, which is full of medicinal herbs, and the strong smell of medicine irritates Liang Kuan's nose.

With a sound of "哗啦~", Liang Kuan was thrown into the water tank, and Liang Kuan understood that it was a medicinal bath.His master is using his strength to stimulate his potential, and Liang Kuan also knows that he spent a lot of money to buy these medicinal materials.

"Thank you, Master!" Liang Kuan said hastily.

"It's too early for you to thank me. Don't hate being a teacher for a while, Kuaner, you have to know that everything you do for a teacher is for your own good." Yang Xin said lightly.

Liang Kuan suddenly had a very bad premonition.Sure enough, the next moment, Liang Kuan's premonition became a reality.

"Light it up!" Yang Xin gave an order, and the gang members piled up firewood around the water tank, poured kerosene on it, lit the fire, and the pile of firewood ignited.

Liang Kuan's face was flushed, one was frightened and the other was pain. At the beginning, it was not obvious after soaking in the medicated bath, but when the fire started, Liang Kuan felt pain all over his body like a needle prick. A trace of flesh and blood is hurting, and this pain cannot be described in words.

"Master, help me." Liang Kuan roared like a killing pig.

"Liang Kuan, hold back! This medicine bath is the secret of the Yan family's iron cloth shirt. The core thing, without this medicine bath, the iron cloth shirt cannot be trained at all." Yang Xin said.

Without waiting for Liang Kuan to speak, Yang Xin continued: "Youth, you are not allowed to regret! Since you chose youth first, let's continue on the path of youth! Also, you have to remember that hard work will never betray others. You have to believe in yourself, you are a genius, you are a hard-working genius, come on, Xiao Li, no, Liang Kuan!"

Yang Xin shouted hoarsely at the side, those who knew that Liang Kuan was in the medicine bath, but those who didn't know thought it was Yang Xin who was in the medicine bath.

"I will persevere." Liang Kuan gritted his teeth like a boiled prawn. Begging for mercy, even if it's a joke, my master will never let me out.

As my master said, life is like that, since you can't resist, then choose to enjoy it.As soon as Liang Kuan's mentality changed, the pain on his body seemed to ease a little, and the medicinal bath didn't seem so unacceptable anymore.

Liang Kuan was boiled for a full hour, until the color of the medicinal soup in the water tank completely changed, Yang Xin ordered the gang to stop burning the fire and set Liang Kuan out.

"I finally persisted." Liang Kuan breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Yang Xin and said, "Thank you, Master!"

"It's too early for you to thank you." Yang Xin suddenly grinned, with a strong sense of uncle in his smile.

Liang Kuan's face froze.

"Come on, fight!" Yang Xin snapped his fingers.

Yan Wutang's helpers immediately hoisted Liang Kuan up, pulled out the wooden stick and hit Liang Kuan on the body.

"This is to maximize the power of the medicine. Now the power of the medicine is only attached to your body, and the power of the medicine will also fade with the passage of time. This kind of forging is to integrate the power of the medicine into your flesh and blood. Liang Kuan, hold on , youth, you are not allowed to shrink back!" Yang Xin stretched out his thumb to Liang Kuan, and grinned, his white teeth reflected a dazzling white light.

"My mother, ah!" Before Liang Kuan could breathe out the fragrance, he was hit firmly by the stick.

"This is the only way to cultivate the iron cloth shirt." Yang Xin said while taking out an instrument that looks like a flute but is actually a shakuhachi and played it.

A piece of "NARUTO Main Theme" sounded slowly. This was the background music of a certain little yellow hair fighting in a certain ninja plane. It was rumored that when this song played, that certain little yellow hair had never lost.

Liang Kuan, who was severely beaten, listened carefully to the music played by Yang Xin, because it could divert his attention and make his senses less painful.

Strictly speaking, the piece played by my master is very nice, but this piece is too passionate, I can't wait to fight the enemy immediately after hearing this piece, this piece not only did not relieve my pain, but made me suffer even more The beating made it more painful.

Liang Kuan's blood boiled when he heard this tune, and the gang members who forged Liang Kuan with wooden sticks were equally enthusiastic when they heard this tune, and they forged Liang Kuan even harder.

"When is this a head?" Liang Kuan asked the sky speechlessly.

(End of this chapter)