The stunning husband has transformed

Chapter 9 The Stunning Little Husband (5)

"My lady, you speak so majesticly... But, fighting spirit is nothing? Then what is it?" Nangong Qingyue raised a pair of admiring phoenix eyes and asked in puzzlement.

"Martial arts are great and profound. You will understand later. It doesn't matter if your battle qi cannot be improved. I will teach you a set of martial arts that suits you!" Feng Beibei said with a light smile.

"What is martial arts?" Nangong Qingyue asked in confusion.

Feng Beibei smiled indifferently, very coldly: "Martial arts are equivalent to fighting skills, but, from some aspects, they are hundreds of times stronger than fighting skills!"

The pursuit of fighting skills is combined with fighting spirit.

Wushu is about the combination of tricks and internal strength.

In fact, there are some similarities.

It's just that martial arts have evolved through thousands of years of culture, so they are more perfect and unique.

In modern times, the master she worships is the ancient martial arts master Jiang He.

At the beginning, in order to find the most suitable martial arts for her, she almost delved into most of the ancient Chinese martial arts, and then she chose the three sets of martial arts: Treading Water Light Kung Fu, Ghost Misty Step, and Feiyun Fist.

Now that I think about it, I can choose the most suitable set of martial arts that I know for Nangong Qingyue to practice.

After all, she already regarded him as her own, so she naturally wanted to protect him!

"Okay, whether it's fighting skills or martial arts, you need to have a strong body!~ Let's go, run!" Feng Beibei said, and then pulled Nangong Qingyue to run outside.

The Nangong family occupies a very large area, and there is a large playground in the back mountain, which is used by the Nangong people for their cultivation.

Feng Beibei and Nangong Qingyue got up earlier.

At this time, the back mountain was quiet, only the singing of birds was brisk.

The two of them, one big and one small, started running on the playground.

In the wide playground, it takes about 1000 meters to run one lap. Feng Beibei estimates that he can run up to 5000 meters, while Nangong Qingyue estimates that he can run up to [-] meters.

However, she found that she made an extremely wrong estimate once.

This body is weaker than she imagined. When she ran to 5000 meters, she was already out of breath. At this moment, he had fallen to the ground and could not stand up again.

But she found miraculously that Nangong Qingyue was still running beside her. Her small body did not show the slowness of fatigue, and her small powder puff face was not as pale as she imagined. red apples.

what is this?
It's already 5000 meters, why is he so relaxed?

Could it be that she was blind?
His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing his thoughts.

At this time, Nangong Qingyue's childish and lovely face was full of distress, and she said carefully: "My lady, why don't you stop and take a rest, you look so tired?"

"It's okay, I... can still... run two... laps!" Panting, Feng Beibei took a deep breath, readjusted her breath, and continued to run forward with heavier and heavier steps.

Nangong Qingyue's eyes showed deep thought.

This woman seemed to be completely different from what she had imagined.

Regarding marriage, he had no hope at all, but when he watched Feng Beibei, he realized that even marriage can be very interesting!
After two laps, Feng Beibei sat slumped on the grass, his whole face was so pale that it revealed a layer of terrible gloom.

It looked exhausted to the limit.

However, her eyes were still determined.

(End of this chapter)