Chapter 149 Showing Off His Majesty, He Painfully Teaches His Son Boxing
Before his mother could speak, Murong Chen replied, "Daddy, Mommy is taking us to learn kung fu!"
Murong Ting frowned: "Learn kung fu?"
Kong Wange cleared her throat and said, "I've reflected on this kidnapping incident. We still need to teach the children some basic self-defense skills so that they can at least protect themselves in a critical situation."
Murong Ting nodded in agreement: "That makes sense."
Hearing that he didn't stop her, Kong Wange breathed a sigh of relief: "Then please let me through, Young Master Ting, I'm taking them away."
Murong Ting didn't move aside, but chuckled lightly: "Since they want to learn kung fu, why go to such lengths? I'll teach them."
Kong Wange was stunned for a moment: "You teach me?"
Murong Ting crossed his arms: "Otherwise what? You have too much money? Why do you have to go find someone from outside?"
Kong Wange: "..."
She chuckled twice: "People from outside are more professional. These days, you can't skimp on your children's education."
Murong Ting raised an eyebrow and said, "I started learning Taekwondo at five, Judo at twelve, boxing at fifteen, and Sanda at twenty. Up to today, I've won the Jiangcheng martial arts championship three times. Are you sure that people outside are more professional than me?"
Kong Wange: "...It's such a waste of your talents to make you a CEO."
He's such a good fighter, why doesn't he become a thug?
Murong Ting clearly lacked the awareness to be a henchman.
He was now preoccupied with how to gain the upper hand in his "duel" with Kong Wange.
Without saying a word, he stepped forward and pulled the children over: "Come on, today Daddy will show you what real kung fu is."
Under Murong Ting's influence, the two brothers arrived at an open space to the west of the old house.
Kong Wange and Kong Ran followed closely behind.
Murong Ting's sudden interception infuriated her, making her head spin, yet she couldn't refute what the man said.
Who can blame them when they're really good at fighting?
This open space was used by Murong Ting when he practiced martial arts, and the whole area was modeled after the style of the US mercenary forces.
There were lawns and obstacles around, and even a mobile archery target not far away.
Children are not usually allowed to come to this place, but when they saw it, they were all excited.
"Daddy, this place is so cool!" Chenbao exclaimed as he jumped around on the low platform.
Kong Chi also showed a rare look of surprise, looking at the hole in the bullseye in the center, he asked Murong Ting, "Daddy shot all of these?"
Murong Ting felt smug and pleased with himself as he witnessed the children's admiration.
"That's right, Daddy can teach you all of these things if you want to learn them!"
"What can we learn? Daddy, can you demonstrate for us?" Murong Chen asked excitedly.
Murong Ting wanted to show off in front of the children, so he glanced at the Wing Chun stance next to him and said, "Wait, Daddy will teach you a set of Wing Chun!"
"Daddy, you know Wing Chun?" Murong Chen exclaimed in amazement.
"Martial arts are something that, once you understand one thing, you can understand everything; there's nothing difficult about it." He stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves to his forearms, and assumed a very standard ready stance.
On the corridor next to the training ground, Kong Ran tugged at Kong Wange's hand: "Mommy, Uncle Zha seems to have something going for him."
Kong Wange: "..."
Even his daughter is being won over by him?
The next second, Murong Ting on the training field moved.
The sound of "slap slap slap slap" rang out as his arm left afterimages on the wooden stake.
Both little ones opened their mouths into an "O" shape without prior arrangement.
A moment later, Murong Ting withdrew his attack.
He turned to Murong Chen and Kong Chi and asked, "So, wasn't Daddy amazing?"
The two little ones stared blankly at his bright red arm: "Daddy, doesn't it hurt?"
Murong Ting coughed lightly and hid his arm behind his back: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!"
After saying that, he looked at the two little ones eagerly: "Isn't this set of punches cool? This is what Daddy will teach you?"
Murong Chen and Kong Chi exchanged a glance, then took a few steps back in unison, waving their little hands together: "Daddy, that... there's no need for that, we won't, we won't learn it."
Murong Ting looked dejected: "Aren't you going to learn anymore?"
Murong Chen swallowed hard: "Hmm, your boxing is quite impressive. Brother Chi and I think we don't have much talent in this area, so we won't waste your time, right, Brother Chi?"
He kept nagging Kong Chi next to him.
Kong Chi quickly nodded: "Yes, Daddy, you can put some ice on your arm. Let's go find Mommy first."
After saying that, the two turned around and ran away in a flash.
Murong Ting, standing still: "..."
Do you think I can't tell what they're thinking? They're just afraid of getting hurt.
How much pain can a punch cause...?
hiss--
He unconsciously swung his arm and immediately gasped.
He had always fought bare-handed before; this was the first time he had used these wooden stakes.
Who invented this thing? It's so hard!
In the corridor, Kong Wange saw the two little ones return and quickly offered them water: "Here, have some water."
"Thank you, Mommy." The two of them took the water and slurped it down in no time.
Kong Ran asked curiously from the side, "Why are you guys back so soon? Aren't you going to learn from Uncle Zha?"
Murong Chen quickly shook his head: "Daddy's punches were too scary, like self-torture. Brother Chi and I can't come."
Kong Wange was secretly delighted upon hearing this: "Then, my darlings, will you still learn kung fu from your daddy in the future? Or should Mommy find you a teacher?"
Kong Chi sighed, "Mommy, how about we call it quits? I think it's fine to just sit here for a while."
Murong Chen looked at Murong Ting under the blazing sun and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, Mommy, sigh, Daddy has it tough too. I'll bring him some water."
Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best. After saying this, he grabbed a bottle of water and ran away.
Kong Wange watched from the side, her mind racing with thoughts.
If he stops learning kung fu, there's no guarantee that Murong Ting won't try other methods to get close to the child.
She thought for a moment, then stepped forward and whispered to Kong Chi and Kong Ran, "Chi Bao and Ran Bao, Mommy is asking you, aren't you Mommy's good babies?"
Kong Ran and Kong Chi said in unison, "Of course!"
Kong Wange gave a meaningful "hmm": "Good girl, then you must listen to Mommy and do Mommy a favor."
Kong Ran blinked: "Mommy, what do you want us to do?"
"If Mommy isn't around in the future, and your daddy takes you out to play or train like he did today, you must secretly come back and tell me what he says and does. Also, you need to get along well with Chenbao and speak well of Mommy in front of your little brother, understand?"
Kong Ran and Kong Chi exchanged a glance, then nodded together: "Understood, Mommy!"
Kong Wange was extremely satisfied with her children's attitude, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at the two children, saying, "My good darlings."
Kong Ran and Kong Chi coughed lightly and said together, "Mommy, let's go play on the training field for a while!"
“Go ahead,” Kong Wange said happily.
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