Chapter 297 Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills
"Uncle, look at how I perform this Fiery Sun Fist!"

The little man waved his arms and threw a punch. He looked young, perhaps fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thin and frail figure, a pale face, and a body as cold as jade.

Beside him stood a man wearing a red and purple robe, with a jade pendant in the center of his hat, and two small wings hanging down on both sides of the hat.

"Xiao Chen, your boxing is really good. It seems that you have worked hard on it." The man clapped his hands and said, with the perfunctory attitude of an elder who finds that the child is good in every way.

The young man, Gu Chen, looked at his second uncle, who was as deflated as a balloon with a hole in it, and his boxing stance soon fell apart.

"Uncle, you're just being perfunctory with me! Really!"

Gu Chen had a busy childhood and a large family. Although he didn't know what other children's childhoods were like, it probably wasn't like his.

Ever since he was old enough to understand, he had to learn various martial arts moves, boxing stances and horse stances every day. Occasionally, Gu Chen would flip through a storybook at home, which contained many stories of heroes. So although the days of practicing martial arts were a bit hard, it was nothing for the hero Gu.

This is not a headache. The headache is the cultural classes after practicing martial arts every day, and the homework after class. Gu Chen once complained that other children in the village didn’t even know a few words, but they were still living well.

But his father, an ordinary teacher, told him that if one only had force but no culture, he would be just a stick and could only be ordered around by others. If one only learned the teachings of sages but had no force, he would only be bullied. Only when the two were combined could he change his destiny.

While speaking, Gu Chen stared at his father's face, seeing that he looked melancholy. He had no doubt about his father's knowledge. The tricky and difficult homework assignments every day were written by his father himself. So the little guy guessed that his father must have suffered a lot because of his lack of martial arts skills. However, since he had no talent for martial arts, he could only hope that his descendants, that is, himself, would avenge him.

Gu Chen was able to endure the hardships of practicing martial arts, partly because of his dream of becoming a hero, but also because he wanted to fight for his father.

"After all, I am my father's biological son, and I am the only one who can carry on his legacy. By the way, my mother, whom I have never met, didn't abandon my father just because of this, right?"

Gu Chen couldn't help but think of it, and then a fruit suddenly fell from the big tree where he was standing and hit him straight on the head. Gu Chen didn't care. He grabbed the fruit with lightning speed, took a big bite, and then his face turned hideous from the sourness.

"This broken fruit looks bright red, clearly ripe, but why is it so sour? Even sourer than those green fruits."

Gu Chen was a little confused and didn't take the falling fruit too seriously. He had experienced too many bad lucks, from small to large. He walked into a pit while walking, and he might even be hit by bird droppings when standing in an open space. However, they were all harmless little things and there was no life-threatening incident at all.

Gu Chen once asked his knowledgeable father about this matter. His father gave the conclusion that Gu Chen was born under the influence of the planet Mars, which means he is a lonely star that brings misfortune to his family, his lover, and passers-by. His mother was killed by him.

Gu Chen said he didn't believe a word of it. He would rather believe that his mother had run off with another wild man. After all, although his father looked very handsome, he was lazy, didn't know the difference between grains, was weak, had the air of a poor scholar, had a strange temperament, and hardly communicated with outsiders.

Just as he was thinking about it, a fruit fell down. This time, Gu Chen just flicked it away and continued to think about random things in his mind.

Although he had no mother, Gu Chen didn't think there was anything wrong with it. The kids in the same village who were chattering became obedient after being beaten a few times. This also made Gu Chen feel the convenience of force for the first time. I learned culture in order to reason with you, and I learned martial arts in order to talk physics with you when you are unreasonable.

Therefore, Gu Chen really didn't think there was anything wrong with not having a mother. He could feel that his father gave him the best. He had everything he needed for food and clothes that the other children in the village were reluctant to eat or wear. He would not be beaten if he got his clothes dirty or torn. He only had to learn martial arts on weekdays and did not have to work in the fields.

Another aspect is that Gu Chen has many uncles, five in total. Although the five uncles dress strangely and speak in a literary way, they are very kind to him.

In addition to the five uncles, there is also a brother Qingfeng. As for why he is called brother, it is because Gu Chen found that this brother only grew older but not taller, and he was about to be taller than him. Whenever he asked, Brother Qingfeng looked speechless. When Gu Chen was older and learned more, he knew the word dwarf, so he always looked at Qingfeng with pity. As for the title of brother, it was determined and never changed.

"What's the point of learning martial arts? They are all cultivating immortals. How can I possibly beat them?"

Gu Chen continued to stroke his palm, muttering to himself.

This story began half a year ago. On that day, he was pestering his father and clamoring to go out together. Halfway through the journey, he was stopped by a Taoist priest with bright eyes.

Then the Taoist told his father that he had the talent to cultivate immortality, and tried every means to take him as his disciple. Unfortunately, his father did not agree, and Gu Chen could only leave, looking back every few steps.

Gu Chen had seen the magic. With a wave of his hand, a big pit was created. With another raise of his hand, a flame appeared. It was much stronger than martial arts.

It was at that time that Gu Chen's dream of becoming a hero was shattered.

However, Gu Chen had a doubt. The prospective master with a pointed nose and triangular eyes once said that he would come to visit again in the future. However, half a year has passed and he hasn't even seen his shadow.

'Maybe my aptitude is not that good! Or maybe the Taoist uncle was delayed by something, he can't be dead!'

After practicing for a long time, Gu Chen felt more and more bored, so he stopped and walked into the house.

"father?"

Gu Chen poked his head in.

Gu Qingyuan stopped writing: "Put it down."

Gu Chen was very used to his father's concise words: "Dad, I think I have practiced the martial arts you gave me enough. Is it time to learn new ones?"

Martial arts, in terms of sets, because there are eight martial arts secret books, including fist, palm, kick and other moves. Gu Chen has something to say about his father's naming talent. The eight martial arts books have the same name. The fist is the Lieyang Fist, the palm is the Lieyang Palm, and the leg is the Lieyang Leg. The name of the bound volume is collectively called "Eight Yang Magic Skills".

"The mental method I practiced is quite nice, the Nine Yin Manual. I don't know where my father stole the name from."

Gu Chen was thinking about it when he heard Gu Qingyuan speak.

"Since you have almost mastered the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Eight Yang Divine Art, let's start practicing the two books together!" He blew away the ink.

"It just so happens that I have already written two books of combined exercises, called 'Eight Nine Mysterious Skills'."

(End of this chapter)