Evolutionary routine starting from babies

Chapter 12 The Dead in Ailao Mountain, the first talent is loaded
Doudou pursed her lips, and at her father's urging, she reluctantly picked up a 10-kilogram dumbbell with one hand.

Did a set of bicep curls, 8 times.

Change the right hand to the left hand and do it 8 times again.

"Hiss... my arm strength is pretty good, no wonder it hurt so much when you hit me before."

Song Qi took a breath of cold air, and then remembered that Doudou had been eating secret shellac every week in this life, and his physical condition was normal.

Who would have expected the next moment, Doudou dropped the dumbbell, foaming at the mouth, swaying, looking like he was about to die from exhaustion.

"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore..."

Song Qingshi chuckled, "You usually fight with much more force than this. Stop pretending and continue."

Doudou was forced to do a set of push-ups again, while still competing with her father.

"I have so much homework today. If I don't finish it, the teacher will scold me tomorrow!"

"You don't have much homework today. I saw it in the class group." Song Qingshi said that everything was under control.

Doudou was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "Teacher Qiu said that my foundation was weak and gave me extra homework."

"Really? Then let me ask Teacher Qiu." Song Qingshi took out his mobile phone.

Doudou quickly covered her stomach, "Oh, no, I have a stomachache."

With that said, he flushed to the toilet.

Song Qingshi grabbed her collar with one hand and easily lifted her back.

Doudou's body was hanging in the air, his limbs fluttering, and he was showing his teeth and claws like an octopus.

"Mom, help! I'm going to shit my pants!"

Ye Shan poked her head out of the kitchen and gave her a fatal blow: "If you don't obey me, there will be no meat tonight."

Doudou was immediately discouraged.

In the end, the little girl cried and lay on the bench press in grievance, grabbed the barbell with both hands, and began to bench press.

Turning grief into strength, she forced herself to do 25 7-kilogram bench presses. Her posture was standard, and she seemed to have practiced it in school.

Next came the 40kg weight-bearing squats, and Doudou completed 5 of them with a bang.

Finally, there are barbell deadlifts, 40 reps of the same 5kg.

Bench press, squat and deadlift, these three major strength training items are a challenge for many adults, but Doudou does it steadily.

The first time he trained at home, Song Qingshi didn't do it with too much intensity and stopped when he was good.

Song Qi estimated that his sister's strength level was close to that of an ordinary adult male.

Even many high school students and college students who lack exercise are not as strong as this 8-year-old girl.

Horror!
This is not surprising, Doudou's physical talent is among the best among his peers.

Her parents once said that if this girl wasn't too naughty and her test scores were too poor, she would be number one in her grade just based on her terrible physical fitness.

In this placement test, only 30 people from the whole grade were selected to form the elite class, and Doudou still has great hope.

Seeing that his elder sister was practicing well, Song Qi was eager to try and see his current level.

"Why, you want to practice too?" Song Qingshi saw his thoughts and shook his head with a smile.

"I'm afraid you can't even grasp the barbell with your little hands. Let's wait until you grow up."

"..." Song Qi was speechless. It seemed that he could only find a chance to practice by himself.

Song Qingshi added: "However, you are indeed talented in Sanda. I will teach you some fighting techniques tonight."

Finally someone guides me! Song Qi looked forward to it.

Dad is a physical education teacher, and he can return safely from the past, so he must have some skills.

In the utility room, Doudou was sweating profusely, lying on the bench and rolling his eyes, feeling like he was about to burp in the next moment.

Song Qingshi came back after changing his clothes. Seeing this, he pointed at her helplessly, "Okay, let's go and have a rest. We'll have dinner soon."

When Doudou heard the word "break", he suddenly came alive again, jumped up and rushed towards the TV in the living room. The movement was so fast that he almost knocked down Song Qi who was standing by the door.

……

At dinner time, Ye Shan took the remote control away from Doudou and turned the TV to the news channel.

Recently, they found that Song Qi's language and thinking skills were growing rapidly, so the couple kept up the habit of watching the news at dinner to let their children know more about the outside world.

Song Qi watched it with gusto every time.

"According to the Civilian Exploration Association, the bodies of the five expedition members who disappeared in Ailao Mountain a week ago have all been recovered. The members have no injuries on their bodies and their clothes are intact..."

Song Qingshi stopped for a moment, looked at the TV screen, and smacked his lips in regret.

Seeing this, Song Qi asked: "Dad, is this Ailao Mountain also the entrance to Tianxu?"

"Of course." Song Qingshi nodded and sighed: "The explorers who dare to enter Ailao Mountain are not mediocre. It's a pity."

Song Qi wondered: "Since it is so dangerous, why not send more people? Or simply let the army move in?"

"In that kind of place, large numbers of people may not be effective. Strong personal strength is the foundation." Song Qingshi said, remembering a sentence he had heard before, but he did not tell his son.

Under the extraordinary, we are all ants.

No matter how many ants there are, what's the use? Song Qingshi laughed at himself, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

When he was young, he also dreamed of becoming an expedition team member, heading to unknown places to explore treasures and mysteries in chaotic time and space.

It was only later that I slowly accepted the mediocrity of my talent and chose to be an ordinary person with peace of mind, start a family, marry a wife and have children.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Song Qingshi didn't feel too sad. He just looked at Song Qi and smiled slightly.

Perhaps, my children will be able to see more scenery outside in the future - this is not bad.

Well, actually my daughter also has hope.

Song Qingshi turned to look at Doudou again.

It turned out that Doudou secretly stuffed the chicken legs into the plate with vegetables, then pulled the plate over and pretended to be eating vegetables.

The smile on Song Qingshi's face froze.

This daughter, just don’t make them mad to death in the future...

Nine o'clock in the evening.

"Sanda is a simple fighting art that abandons redundant tricks and routines and pursues flexible combinations of different techniques."

Song Qingshi returned to class and explained to Song Qi.

"Basic Sanda, although you don't practice the killer moves that focus on vital points, it is still practical. The four techniques of punching, kicking, stepping, and throwing, if practiced correctly, can be used for ring fighting and street fighting."

"Your boxing skills are already basic, but your leg skills and footwork are still a bit lacking. You probably haven't practiced your wrestling much."

Song Qingshi commented while standing with his feet spread out in a ready posture.

"Next, I'll show you the basic kicking skills."

Ho!
With a low cry, he kicked his right leg out, causing a slight strong wind. His whole body was supported by one leg, standing firmly on the ground.

Song Qi was eager to try, imitating his father's posture, and kicked him sideways.

"The force is not consistent enough." Song Qingshi immediately commented.

Then, demonstrate each move and explain the key points.

Song Qi concentrated on imitating each move, constantly improving the details of the movements, and gradually felt comfortable.

Suddenly, for a moment, there was something strange in his mind, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

A panel message appears in front of you:

[Talent panel opens]

[Load the first talent - imitation state]

(End of this chapter)