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Volume 1 Chapter 1 Learn from Cao Ren

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    The annoying big rooster outside the window started to crow "OoOoOo" again. Cao Ang covered his head with the quilt, but he could still hear the annoying "alarm bell" clearly.

    Damn it, it¡¯s time to get up again!  As a modern person who is used to going to bed late and getting up late, the biggest worry in traveling back in time to ancient times is having nothing to do at night and waking up early in the morning!  This Cao Ang is not the other Cao Ang. In his ten-year-old body, there is a modern soul hidden.

    Although the "Cao Ang" who lives in modern times only has a low-paying job, he can always play World of Warcraft and CF after get off work, and watch the enviable activities of his classmates on the "school network" , and then secretly browse various adult comics on **.  But he never expected that just a drunken encounter at a class reunion would allow him to travel to the end of the Han Dynasty and become the eldest son of the great Cao Cao - Cao Ang!

    "Cao Ang" who lived in the Han Dynasty was very smart and upright, and was very popular with Cao Cao.  Just because he is the son of a concubine, his status in the family is not too high.  Just to get a compliment from his father's letter, "Cao Ang" studied hard day and night. As a result, he was overtired. One day, he accidentally fell off his horse and fell into a coma.  In the end, his soul was shattered, and he benefited from the time traveler in vain.

    Since Cao Ang traveled through time, he has been walking on thin ice with trepidation. He finally got through the first ten days and became familiar with his body and the surrounding environment.  Although this process sounds thrilling, it is actually extremely ordinary, because Cao Ang is only the son of a concubine named Liu, and Liu died of dystocia during the Yellow Turban Rebellion.  Now that a long time has passed, who would notice the abnormality in this child?

    "Young master, get up! Get up!" Someone outside the window kept tapping on the window and shouted quickly: "If you don't get up, you will be late. Don't scold me then!"

    "Get up, get up!" Cao Ang was so excited that he quickly got off the couch and got down to the ground. He took a Hanfu suit from the hanger on the side and put it on in a hurry.  Fortunately, it has been some time since I traveled through time, and I finally got it right.  After he got dressed, he quickly opened the door, and the man outside the window hurriedly walked in.

    Cao Ang said to the man: "Brother Xiao Yi, hurry up and help me comb my hair."

    The little Yi nodded, then took an old wooden comb with a few teeth missing from the desk, and carefully combed Cao Ang's hair.  While combing his hair, Xiao Yi said: "Young master, you don't have to get up so early! You are so good at reading, and even if you don't practice martial arts, you are still the best at home. Why are you so desperate! Your injury is not healed yet.  Clean!"

    "Xiao Yi is the only slave left to him by Cao Ang's biological mother Liu. Although he is only three or four years older than Cao Ang, he is very energetic and loyal to Cao Ang.  He is just too honest and honest, and sometimes seems a bit stupid.  It was precisely because of this that he did not notice the recent abnormality of his little master. Instead, he was tricked by Cao Ang a lot, allowing Cao Ang to slowly integrate into his current life.

    Cao Ang smiled and scratched his head, "Brother Xiao Yi, don't comfort me here. Only when you have both civil and military skills can you be a gentleman. In the past, I just studied hard, and my body was very weak. If I didn't catch up, I would be full of knowledge.  , he is just a poor scholar with no strength, what future does he have?! My father led the troops to quell the Yellow Turban Rebellion, relying on his martial arts and strategy, not writing poems on the spot!"

    Xiao Yi smiled sarcastically, and felt that what Cao Ang said made sense. He kept combing in his hand, and soon divided Cao Ang's hair into two halves, and tied each into a knot on the top of his head.

    Now Cao Ang is only ten years old, which can be called the age of the horns. He can't tie his hair yet, so he can only tie up these two horns.  There was no bronze mirror in the room. Cao Ang glanced into the basin and looked at the two neat little corners. He was quite satisfied with Xiao Yi's craftsmanship and praised him a few more times.

    The two people quickly packed up and ran to the clan's martial arts field.  Now the sky has just turned white, and the moon and stars have not yet gotten off work. The entire martial arts arena is empty. Except for the two servants on duty, there is no one else at all.

    Cao Ang smiled and said hello to the two people, pushed open the courtyard door, and ran to a secluded area skillfully. Sure enough, he found that there were still chicken feathers that had not been swept away.  He couldn't help but smile, pulled a broom from the side, and started sweeping seriously.  Xiao Yi also ran to the equipment, carefully wiped the weapons, and at the same time stood guard for Cao Ang.

    Not long after, Cao Ang swept the chicken feathers into a small pile and dug a small hole in the ground. Then - from the bottom of the small pit, he saw the dog bones buried a few days ago.  Cao Ang sighed helplessly, moved to another place, buried the chicken feathers, and stamped on them a few times to firm up the loose soil.

    After finishing these tasks, Cao Ang began to punch. When he was sweating all over, Cao Ren came over with his upper body bare and only a pair of calf shorts.

    Cao Ang stopped and saluted him, and then persuaded in a low voice: "Uncle, please clean up a little more cleanly after eating next time, and let me finish it for you every time! If others tell Grandpa, something happened in our Cao family  You are a chicken thief, so everyone must laugh to death!"

    Cao Ren touched his nose and chuckled: "I have a nephew like you, so uncle must pay attention next time! There is nothing I can do. You have to eat more meat to practice martial arts, but the food for martial arts in our clan is really bad!"

    He was a little embarrassed as he spoke, and quickly changed the subject: "Come on, come on, practice the moves you learned yesterday, and uncle will check them for you!"

    Cao Ren is only nineteen years old and currently studying martial arts.  Perhaps because of his extraordinary talent, his martial arts progressed very quickly. Except for a few tough opponents in the Xiahou family, Cao Ren was invincible in all the clans and was known as the number one in the younger generation of the Cao family!  Perhaps because Cao Ang's soul comes from modern times, the bohemian Cao Ren and Cao Ang are very close to each other.  In addition, Cao Ang has been helping Cao Ren as a sentinel recently, so Cao Ren has nothing to repay, so he can only give more guidance on Cao Ang's martial arts.

    "When Cao Ang heard what Cao Ren said, he quickly got into a stance and began to punch seriously.  Although he is only ten years old, his basic skills are quite solid. Moreover, during this period of time, Cao Ang has repeatedly practiced this boxing technique in his free time, and now he is very proficient in it.

    Cao Ren stood aside, his brows frowning more and more, and finally he couldn't help shouting: "Stop! Stop!"

    Seeing Cao Ang hold back his fists and kicks, Cao Ren frowned and said, "What is boxing? It's used to hit people! Even if it's just some routines, it should be lethal. When you punch, you should have momentum! Look  Look at your fists and feet, they are soft, just like those dancers in Red Sleeve Moves, are you massaging someone?! Come on, come on, punch me in the chest!"

    Cao Ang looked around and saw no one else, so he raised his fist and hit Cao Ren on the chest with all his strength.  There was a "boom" sound, and the fist hit Cao Ren's chest, causing Cao Ang's wrist to become slightly numb.

    Cao Ren smiled coldly and said angrily: "Is this a fist? I thought it was tickling me! Why did I tell you a few days ago, use Qi! Qi sinks into the Dantian, and uses Qi to control the fist. Imagine  A breath of air travels in your body, driving your arms, arms, and even your fists, and then punches out with all your strength! The punch must be decisive and the strike must be quick! Come again!"

    Cao Ang listened to Cao Ren's comments and quickly concentrated his attention. However, it is obviously impossible for a modern person to immediately realize the inner breath.  This hastily punched punch, although it had the sound of whistling wind, still didn't have much strength.

    Cao Ren frowned, "Don't panic, think carefully and calm down! Don't be impetuous!"

    Cao Ang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and imagined a breath of essence slowly passing through his internal organs and sinking into his Dantian; imagining a warm air flowing along his arms, from his shoulders to his  Elbow to wrist.  While imagining, he followed the trend and swung a punch, hitting Cao Ren in the chest!

    Cao Ren shook his body slightly and easily released the force.  But he still smiled and said happily: "That's right, but the force is too weak, it's still like scratching an itch! You have to study hard and practice hard to master this luck method."

    Having said this, Cao Ren looked around and saw no one around, so he took out a shiny handkerchief from his trouser pocket and stuffed it into Cao Ang's hand.  Cao Ren touched his nose and lowered his voice and said: "Put this away quickly. There are some luck tricks embroidered on it. They are the secrets of our martial arts masters. I spent a lot of effort in the past few years.  I lied to him I want to come here. I should have given it to you when you were practicing last month, but I didn't have a handy handkerchief at the time, so it took me so long You go back and wash the oil stains on it, and then carefully  Study and practice more!¡±

    Cao Ang was speechless. He looked at the greasy handkerchief and then at Cao Ren's sincere smile. He could only sigh and put it in his arms.

    Cao Ren touched his nose again and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, follow the same method just now and punch me again!"

    Cao Ang nodded, slowly getting lucky, then suddenly swung his fist forward and punched him forward.  This time, Cao Ren did not forcefully catch it, but stepped aside. His right hand had already grabbed Cao Ang's wrist, and he stumbled forward with his foot, throwing Cao Ang to the side.

    But before Cao Ren could comment on this move, someone on the side shouted loudly: "Well done!"

    The sound was so sudden that it startled Cao Ren. He turned his head suddenly and saw Cao Anmin running over next to him.

    Cao Anmin panted and saluted Cao Ren, and said to him with a smile: "That move my uncle just made was really cool! You should be so rude to deal with a humble son of a concubine like Cao Ang! In my opinion, like  An uneducated child like him,It will be a shame to our Cao family when we grow up!  During this time, there was a sneaky little thief in the family, maybe it was him!  Hey, uncle, don't go, I haven't finished speaking yet!  Uncle, uncle"

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