"By the way, why did Father suddenly decide to urge A-Gui to improve his martial arts skills?"
The movements are even more graceful than Tai Chi, extremely peaceful.
"Um." The tall figure suddenly sank down, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, and Yu Daxia lay back under the tree. "I had a dream last night."
She was sleeping soundly last night when her father suddenly shook her awake. She wondered why her father wouldn't let her sleep well, even in his dreams.
"Several years ago, your father fought a Northern Di man one-on-one. A-Niu knew that your father was incredibly skilled and powerful, and he beat that man to a pulp. But very accidentally, very accidentally, by chance and without paying attention, my high nose bridge was slightly touched by that man."
And then? She wouldn't be fooled by her father's preamble; the key was what followed, there was definitely more to come.
"It just so happens that the disfigured man has a young apprentice with a very prominent nose, which I find extremely distasteful, but I can't bully a junior, so..." He cautiously looked at his daughter, "...I said to the disfigured man—"
You are not allowed to set foot in the Central Plains for twenty years. After twenty years, I will let your disciple and my successor fight again.
The hero, dressed in snow-white robes, though his nose was slightly swollen, still possessed a radiant and heroic air that made the world pale in comparison.
“昨夜那个鼻子突然出现在梦中，阿牛啊，你可要为爹报仇，狠狠揍，一定要把那个鼻子拍成盆地！阿牛你怎么了，你是在为爹抱不平么。乖女，不枉爹这么疼你，真是爹的孝顺女儿。”
Looking at the chivalrous hero who was embracing him with such outrageous emotion, Yu Zigui was so angry that he trembled all over and was almost exhausted.
Even as a father, one cannot casually make a twenty-year life-or-death pact with one's offspring. And even if one were to casually make such a pact, one cannot irresponsibly forget it.
If he hadn't had that ridiculous dream last night, she might have been inexplicably killed on the street more than ten years later.
So Dad, which eye of yours saw Agui standing up for you?
Respect the elderly and honor the virtuous. You can't hit him; he's her father.
A knife hangs over her heart, a drop of blood drips from it, yet she endures it.
Turning around, she began to demonstrate again. Her movements seemed as slow as before, but upon closer inspection, each step was powerful and each move solid.
“Ah Niu, I’m not trying to discourage you, but this kind of technique is for self-cultivation. In actual combat, you’ll definitely get beaten up.”
The mosquitoes are buzzing in my ear. I can't swat them, I can't swat them.
"You're my only precious daughter, how can I let that brat with the nose bridge beat me up? It seems this is the only way."
Before she could even strike a pose, her small body was tucked into someone's arms.
There had been no wind just moments before, but now a gentle breeze was blowing. A cool vortex enveloped her, and she looked up in a daze. White clouds drifted by like flowing water, and the scenery on either side merged into arrows.
Wow, that was fast.
Looking at her father who was holding her, she believed for the first time his identity as a chivalrous hero.
In the blink of an eye, she was placed on the mountaintop.
With clouds flowing beneath his feet and the vast sky above, Yu Zhanyuan took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and let it be swept away by the long wind.
"Go after him, Ah Niu, your father is watching you."
Taking a deep breath, she leaped down.
Several months later—
He tossed a peach to the group of monkeys on the cliff.
"Aniu, go and get it back."
Yu Zhanyuan picked up the fishing rod and yawned.
Six months later—
"It's better to go down and catch fish than to stand by the water and envy the fish."
With a powerful kick, the small body fell into the icy pool of Tianchi.
Before the age of six, she learned authentic martial arts; after the age of six...
"In close combat, the worst thing you can do is be bound by routines. Ah Niu, I believe you have fully grasped the essence of it. Next up are the ultimate martial arts techniques."
Martial arts secrets?
Master Yu nodded solemnly: "This skill is—cheating, or in layman's terms, playing dirty tricks."
Moon-like eyes were dull.
"Using your name before a duel is a trick used by the weak to buy time. So don't fall for it. The moment you announce your name, you unleash your killing blow. Also, never be obsessed with fighting for a hundred rounds or being evenly matched. Superior martial arts are all about striking with one blow, especially since you are a woman."
His large, slender, crescent-shaped eyes looked at her.
"The two masters and disciples from the Northern Di have mastered the Dragon Soaring Technique, which has only one fatal acupoint on their entire bodies, and that is six inches above the navel—Juque. Back then, I vented my anger on the disfigured man's face, which left behind the root of this disaster. Ah Niu, you must remember, besides smashing Gao's nose, there is also the Juque acupoint."
The little girl nodded. "Dad, what are the last names of 'Disfigured Man' and 'High Nose'?"
She planned to kill him without even registering his number.
"This..." the hero hissed, "Small fish? No, no, big fish? What kind of fish is it?"
It was her fault; she shouldn't have had such high expectations of her father.
"Ah Niu, don't go! If you can't beat your father today, you won't be allowed to eat."
"Can I cheat?" The little face remained expressionless.
"Sure! You can cheat however you want, you can scheme however you want... Wow, you stinky Ah Niu, you even poked your father's handsome eye! Stop right there, there are also hidden weapons. You're not allowed to eat until you learn one hidden weapon today!"