Thousands of Hearts

Chapter 3 Bronze Level 1

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The door opened.

Wang Yiyang's eyes were slightly dark, and he walked out tiredly, and saw his grandfather Wang Xinlong standing in the yard and started practicing.

Wang Xinlong practiced a boxing technique called Yuekongquan. It seems that the combination of footwork and boxing is very powerful.

Wang Yiyang has watched it many times, and he always feels that in practice, his grandfather's fists are always punched from unexpected angles.

No matter how many times he watched it, he felt unexpected and unpredictable.

After a set of punches, grandpa let out a long breath, took the dry towel from the nurse beside him, and wiped off his sweat.

"How about it? Do you want to come to a set to exercise your muscles and bones?"

"No, I'm not interested in this." Wang Yiyang smiled and shook his head.

"Then it's a pity for you. With strong energy and blood, you can be full of energy, and you can do everything with ease. On critical occasions, you can overwhelm everyone and take the initiative." Wang Xinlong's voice is so loud that it can even make the entire courtyard All echoed faintly.

"Master is right, spirit is the foundation of human beings, and spirit can be used to physically transform the outside world.

Gods, on the other hand, can be used to influence others, and each has its own magical effect. "Zhong Cang did not know when he appeared on the side of the yard, with a calm look on his face, and spoke slowly.

Wang Yiyang glanced at him, his heart was still a little hairy.

"Brother Zhongcan is right." He nodded in agreement.

Zhong Can looked past Wang Yiyang, and seemed to be looking further away, his eyes were a little empty.

"However, in all killings, one kills one thousand and one loses eight hundred. No matter how disparate the battle is, it is possible to cause damage to oneself. So I have always pursued, to win without fighting."

"Victory without fighting?" Wang Yiyang was thoughtful.

"That's right. In the art of war, I won't win by crushing the general trend. That's the natural use of heaven and earth." Zhong Can said calmly. "That's not what I'm after."

"Then what is your pursuit...?" Wang Yiyang asked curiously.

"What I am pursuing is to defeat the enemy with God, make the enemy fearful and self-defeating, and then use..." Zhong Can was interrupted by Wang Xinlong in the middle of speaking.

"enough!"

Wang Xinlong scolded, the whole yard was buzzing, and the nanny beside him also turned pale, trembled all over, and almost dropped the towel in her hand to the ground.

"You haven't given up on that evil way??!" Wang Xinlong stared at Zhong Can sternly, his strong body was like a giant bear, exuding an outrageous and oppressive aura faintly.

Wang Yiyang also saw something was wrong.

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

Zhong Can did not speak again, and for more than ten minutes later, he kept his words tightly shut and remained silent.

He stopped talking.

On the contrary, Wang Yiyang talked about other things with his slightly relieved grandfather, but he always glanced at Zhong Can from time to time.

This elder brother who has been with his grandfather Wang Xinlong for so many years, probably no one knows what is going on in his heart except himself.

After training early, other disciples came to the martial arts gym one after another.

There are men and women among the disciples, and most of them are over 30 years old. Many of them opened other training institutions outside.

Coming back here again is only because of the respect for the old man Wang Xinlong and the previous habits.

Moreover, with so many brothers and sisters, senior sisters and junior sisters gathering together, it is not a small circle of contacts in itself.

With a large number of people, Wang Yiyang didn't know most of them, so he didn't have the chance to talk to the old man.

Zhong Can also started to get busy, and many people chatted with him about fighting.

He was held back, and he didn't seem to pay much attention to this side, 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 small river on the right.

From a very young age, he liked to take a walk by this river alone, picking up stones and throwing water away.

Later, when he was a little older, he was afraid of being seen, saying that he was childish, so he just took a walk.

If it gets bigger, Wang Yiyang becomes alone looking at the ripples reflected on the river surface.

Ripples in different directions are like two countries fighting a war, who is stronger and who is weaker.

He will quietly guess once in his heart, and then see the result.

If the side he guessed was defeated, he would kick a few stones into the water unconvinced, stirring up bigger ripples to join the battle.

"What are you doing here alone?" Suddenly a voice came from behind Wang Yiyang.

His originally slack body tensed suddenly, and he turned around slowly.

Standing behind him was none other than the big brother Zhong Can.

Zhong Can faintly smelled of alcohol, his face was calm, his hands drooped naturally, and he looked like he was taking a walk.

Wang Yiyang's heart tossed and turned, but his face remained unchanged.

"Come for a walk after dinner. I like to come here alone when I was a child."

"You like quiet?" Zhong Can walked up to Wang Yiyang, and also kicked a stone into the water.

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

His sight had already caught sight of the five fingers of Zhong Can's right hand slowly stretching.

"When are you leaving? I'll see you off." Zhong Can said slowly.

"No need, I can do it by myself." Wang Yiyang smiled, "By the way, you said before that what you want to pursue is victory without a fight. What exactly is it? Grandpa interrupted you before you finished speaking. Could there be any problem?"

He tried to make his smile look innocent and natural.

This is not easy, but he is also a person who died once, in fact, he doesn't take death very seriously.

What he was afraid of was that he would not be able to save grandpa even if he died. But now is an opportunity, an opportunity to get to know Zhong Silkworm up close.

Why on earth did he do it? Why disregard so many years of friendship and kill all the families? What is behind him?

Zhong Can exhaled, and looked at Wang Yiyang strangely.

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

"Frozen in fear?"

"Yes, in biology, this phenomenon is called one of the survival instincts.

When a creature is confronted with an absolutely invincible enemy, complete rigidity may occur. In this way, the strong enemy may see that the creature gave up resistance, remained motionless and showed no hostility, and gave up hunting, thus gaining survival. "

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

"What I'm after is to make people feel afraid of me before the fight, which leads to stiffness.

Unfortunately, the master does not agree with my goal. He thinks I'm on the wrong track. But in the three consecutive foreign martial arts competitions, I have achieved far better results than before. But he still doesn't agree with me. "

Wang Yiyang saw his fingers trembling slightly again.

"Why? Isn't this working well?" he asked.

"It's because I hit a little harder." Zhong Can showed a weird smile, "But this is the only way to form fear. The essence of fighting and fighting is to trample on the flesh and blood of the same kind and embark on the supreme evolutionary road !"

"I don't think so." Wang Yiyang couldn't help but refute. As soon as he spoke, he saw Zhong Can's palm tremble, his blood vessels and veins bulged slightly, and an indescribable depression suddenly evaporated from the other party's body.

Wang Yiyang's heart skipped a beat, and he suppressed the sense of threat in his heart.

He knew that he might be punched to death by the bell silkworm in front of him at any time.

But this is the easiest time to get in touch with Zhong Can's true thoughts. In order to investigate the inside story, he doesn't want to give up.

"Pure violence and bloodshed may generate fear, but that can only make a small number of onlookers panic. On a large scale, it is still useless.

So your goal is just the way of the minority. "

Zhong Can originally planned to do it directly, kill Wang Yiyang in front of him, and then go back and kill the old guy.

He was about to make a move, but he didn't expect Wang Yiyang to say such a thing.

Originally, he came here to kill Wang Yiyang, but now, he suddenly became interested and wanted to hear what this kid had to say.

"Then tell me, what should I do?" He squinted and asked.

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

He could feel that the obvious sense of threat in his body had quickly disappeared. Obviously, the other party temporarily gave up on killing him.

"It's very simple." He said softly. "If you have enough magnanimity, do something big that ordinary people can't do anyway. Spread your name.

Victory without fighting is not something that only fear can achieve. As long as it's a strong name, it's fine. "

"It's not the same." Zhong Can shook his head. "A strong name can only bring oppression at best."

"You haven't tried it, how do 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 to rest first." Wang Yiyang sweated, turned around and walked towards the martial arts hall pretending nothing happened.

He lifted his foot, one step, two steps, three steps.

"Why didn't you learn martial arts then?" Suddenly Zhong Can's voice came from behind him.

Wang Yiyang stopped.

"Because of the times, the times are different."

He raised his foot and left again as if nothing had happened, but this time Zhong Can did not stop him.

Step by step, Wang Yiyang walked away slowly, but the cold sweat on his vest almost soaked his underwear.

Walking all the way to the door of the side door of the martial arts hall, he reached out and grabbed the doorpost, and lifted his foot to step up the steps. The sense of solidity at that moment made him feel at ease.

Looking at the side door in front of him, Wang Yiyang was about to let out a long breath. Reach out and pull open the wooden door.

Suddenly his eyesight felt a little blurry.

In the lower right corner of the field of vision, there is an extra line of small characters, extremely delicate and regular characters.

The handwriting was not any kind of script he knew, but somehow, he could understand the meaning? ?

"What the hell??! Didn't sleep well last night??"

Wang Yiyang opened the door as if nothing had happened, walked in, closed the wooden door with his backhand, and then stood in the shade, looking carefully at the handwriting in the lower right corner.

This time he recognized the meaning.

'...The database is missing, searching and repairing by itself, please wait. '

Wang Yiyang's heart skipped a beat, could it be another hallucination? He faintly felt that he was not normal.

Before he could react, the line of writing jumped up, just like a programmer programming, and there was another line of small characters below.

'... The random search is completed, the space-time structure is completed, and the system core is restarting. '

Immediately afterwards, rows of small characters kept jumping out.

'Core boot completed. '

'Stamp registration...'

'Registration is complete. '

'Like math refactoring begins. '

'Your rank is—Bronze. Bronze status can be generated immediately. '