Chapter 10

The completion of this task actually triggered two new tasks.

The new Task 1 is basically a derivative version of the original task. He needs to persist in getting up and practicing like this for a week, but it fixes the skill as the Eight-Section Body-Forging Skill he just obtained and hasn't looked at carefully yet.

But Lin Li feels the reward is quite generous.

The percentage increase in blood and qi, just like the percentage increase in memory, is also quite useful for his reality—at least next time he takes a physical test, he won't be so embarrassed, right?

The pain of students who are bad at sports facing physical tests is indescribable.

Every time there is a physical test, he will fall into panic a week in advance, then look forward to rain the next day on the day before the sports class, have difficulty breathing before the 1,000-meter start, and at the same time feel his butt swelling, wanting to excrete...

And then after running 1,000 meters, he swallows a mouthful of blood, gasps for breath, and sighs: Finally, your mother is over, I'm alive.

He heard that male college students have to run 3,000 meters every semester. Lin Li wants to die when he thinks of this number.

Exercise!

Start persisting for a week from tomorrow morning!

Lin Li has a premonition that tomorrow morning will be a very difficult battle. Today's exercise determines that tomorrow he will feel the pain of lactic acid accumulation, but Lin Li doesn't want to procrastinate. Choosing to rest tomorrow will only make him choose to rest more in the future.

If you want to persist, persist all the way!

Even if his body warns him tomorrow that he really needs to rest, Lin Li will choose to go downstairs and sit in the park to rest.

But now, whether to rest or not is a matter for later.

Lin Li turned his gaze to the timed Task 4.

The reward for this task is the "ability" that has never appeared before. How can he let go of a superpower?

Martial arts youngster? Who?

Lin Li looked around, looked around eight times, and finally looked around twelve times.

Hmm, there is only that old man with white hair and beard who has stopped Tai Chi at this time but is standing straight, much better than Lin Li.

Him? A martial arts youngster? Is he going to spar with him?

Lin Li has no intention of looking down on the other party at all. On the contrary, Lin Li knows very well what kind of quality he is. He hasn't heard the old grandfather's fierce punch wind just now. Lin Li is really worried that he will be beaten to death with one punch.

Shouldn't the system specify a little brat who is still wearing open-crotch pants, say he is a martial arts youngster, and let him have a hearty battle with the child?

Why not let him replicate the feat of Zeng Xiaoxian fighting the children's group!

The routine has changed again? This broken system has become more low-energy.

And at this moment, it seems that he noticed Lin Li's gaze. The old grandfather, who seemed to be ready to rest, took a deep breath, made a fist frame, and started practicing boxing again.

After watching for a while, Lin Li, who was worried about being beaten to death with one punch just now, breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't worried now.

—Because he was sure he would definitely be beaten to death with one punch.

This old man is as healthy as a youngster, while he is a candle in the wind, a funeral flower Daiyu.

However, it's not that there is no way to complete the task.

How could he not be a genius himself?

"Grandpa..." Lin Li stepped forward and shouted.

"Not taking apprentices," the old man said lightly, "but taking mounts."

Lin Li: "..."

No, he isn't playing a game right now, why does he have to be mocked as soon as he starts?

Is the QQ farm going to tell me my vegetables are dead next?

"Young man, just a joke. Grandpa has been mocked like this while playing games lately. Now I'm thinking from another perspective, putting myself in their shoes, it's quite comfortable. I understand them." The old grandfather scratched his head and said with a giggle.

He always felt that these two idioms seemed to be used incorrectly, but Lin Li could see that this old grandfather had a young mentality, which was good. At least communication was convenient.

"Young man, what's the matter with Grandpa? Are you interested in Tai Chi?" The old grandfather asked again, his expression kind and gentle.

"No, Grandpa, I want to have a hearty martial arts spar with you!" Lin Li went straight to the point.

"Eh?" This answer was definitely beyond expectations. The old grandfather scratched his head in confusion and pointed at his nose: "Spar martial arts? Me? But the old man doesn't know much Eight-Section Brocade..."

"It doesn't matter, Grandpa, I have a slight understanding of Tai Chi." Lin Li said confidently.

"Oh? Health-preserving Tai Chi or real Tai Chi boxing?" The old grandfather's eyes had light.

Lin Li's so-called understanding of Tai Chi was told to him by a master named Zhao Benshan. He said Tai Chi is shuffling cards, arranging cards, grabbing cards, looking at cards, grabbing cards, looking at cards, and winning.

"Health-preserving Tai Chi, I guess." So Lin Li said.

"I thought so." The old grandfather nodded. If he had really practiced Tai Chi boxing, he wouldn't be struggling so much with Eight-Section Brocade just now.

"Then let's spar." The old grandfather set up his posture and said with a smile.

For this pillar of the motherland's future, he also developed a love for talent.

This posture is meant for Tai Chi push-hands and scattered hands. After Lin Li came up and the two feet pushed against each other, they could start to compare their strength, compare their internal strength, and it was much safer than real combat.

As a result... the old man saw Lin Li set up a Wing Chun fist frame, and it was quite non-standard, and he even made an "A-duo" sound in his mouth.

"Tai Chi, Lin Li!"

Old man: "..."

No, this child, what the hell do you know about Tai Chi boxing? You aren't here to tease me, an old man, are you?

"Young man, you..."

Before the old grandfather finished speaking, he saw Lin Li clench his fist and hit him.

Young people today don't talk about martial arts; they engage in sneak attacks!

He hurriedly made a defensive move and subconsciously unloaded the strength to counterattack.

No, where is the strength?

Tai Chi pays attention to overcoming hardness with softness and borrowing strength to hit strength, but just now, where is the strength of this young man's punch?

Didn't you eat?

Thinking this in his heart, the old grandfather had already slapped Lin Li on the shoulder.

"Whoosh—"

Only to see Lin Li fly out directly, roll twice on the ground, and lie on the ground, seemingly still spitting blood, but the "blood" looked more like saliva.

Old man: "..."

He didn't seem to use any strength either.

Wait.

The old man opened his eyes wide, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Damn it, it's porcelain bumping (scamming)!

He looked around, looked around eight times, looked around twelve times. There were indeed no surveillance cameras in the park!

This young man is here to scam!

No, the etiquette is broken! The world is upside down! Why are young people today like this? Fortunately, he was still quite appreciative of him just now!

What pillar of the motherland, this is a super big borer of the motherland!

The world is going downhill, the world is going downhill.

It turns out that bad people haven't become fewer; bad people have become younger!

The old man, who had been healthy for more than sixty years, covered his chest and felt the feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath for the first time.

Only magic can defeat magic. The old man thought about it and decided to lie on the ground himself.

"Ouch~~ ouch~~"

Lin Li had already gotten up with a full face of smiles. Seeing the old man lying on the ground, he froze, hurriedly raised his hands and backed away two steps, indicating that he was innocent:

"Grandpa, are you scamming? Don't! I didn't use any strength just now. In broad daylight, this is meaningless."

Lin Li was a bit disappointed. The human heart is not ancient. He didn't expect such a kind old man to scam him. He knew that the two were mostly neighbors in the same community. This was really cruel.

The world is going downhill, the world is going downhill.

It turns out that bad people haven't become fewer; bad people have become older!

He couldn't breathe. This sentence really angered the old man. What kind of thief calling thief, reversing the blame? He stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Li tremblingly: "You, you—"

(End of chapter)