The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 292

The next morning.

Haylan woke up early and started his morning exercise.

However, he was not going outdoors for the morning exercise this time. Instead, Haylan decided to work out in his courtyard. He ran, practiced martial arts, and swam many rounds in the swimming pool after he put

on a swimsuit.

After Haylan exercised for an hour, Charlie also woke up. Seeing his son having such an energetic morning exercise, Charlie was also interested. He warmed up in the courtyard and began to practice boxing.

Previously, Charlie could not master the standard posture of boxing, and many of his moves were out of place.

However, after Haylan’s guidance last time, Charlie’s boxing actually became natural and authentic.

yin and

Active or still, tough or calm. Every move was a combination of yang, strength and release Charlie had made a significant improvement.

When Haylan came out of the pool and saw his father’s boxing in such a state, he was shocked again.

Haylan had learned breathing and Heart Cultivation from his master for over a month. After the master taught him for real for a day, Haylan could finally use breathing in boxing He played it well, catching its authentic vibe of strength and release.

By doing this, Haylan’s master was really shocked and saw him as at genius!

Now seeing Charlie’s boxing, Haylan felt that his martial arts talent was inferior to his father’s.

Charlie had only studied for an hour or two. Now, he could actually use breathing in boxing in a perfect manner. His inhale and exhale combined. with movements were especially authentic.

“It seems that my martial arts talent is indeed inherited from Dad.” Haylan thought to himself.

“Seriously, Dad is so talented. If he had begun learning martial arts in the early years, he would be a heroic-level expert at least. Then Dad could

easily earn money in the entertainment industry,”

Haylan looked at his father practicing boxing and felt sentimental.

In order to see how talented his father was, Haylan changed his clothes. and walked to Charlie’s side. “Dad, I see that you are almost done with boxing. Why don’t I teach you another set of boxing techniques?”

“You know other boxing techniques?” Charlie was stunned.

course. Our security department consisted of many experts. They taught me quite powerful skills,”

me right now. I feel energized from practicing boxing today. My waist and legs do not hurt anymore. This set of martial arts

eyes lit up, and he said, “If I can master boxing well and learn a few more skills, I

teach you Eight Trigrams Palm then,” said Haylan.

traditional skill. After a series of inheritances, it had long

Charlie this skill, he intentionally added one or

once only, Charlie could complete the

fully in standard postures,

“Genius!”

looked at his father with shock in

did confirm one thing. His martial arts talent was 100% inherited from

talent was even

do you want to learn the truly killing martial arts?” Haylan

“Yes, I do!”

without hesitation and said in a deep voice, “Ever since

up last time, I have started to hate my incompetence.”

If you had not come back in time to

level. When I fully master it, I cant protect your mother and siblings afterward.”

pause. Charlie looked at Haylan with a solemn look and said, “If possible,

I do not need your protection. It should be my turn to protect you.” Haylan smiled.

that surpassed the general-class. He could be considered occupying a lofty position. Other than his master, Haylan

determined gaze. “If I knew martial arts, other than your mother,

most!”

Haylan was

see what you’ve been through just because you wear clothes at home all day and even swim

stepped forward and grabbed Haylan’s clothes. He ripped it open. and pointed at

on Haylan’s body, and his eyes turned red. The father said with a quivering

distressed when seeing your wounds.

sorry. I am really

control the tears in his eyes. They streamed

was trembling. “It is all my fault for being so useless. It is all

as

live elsewhere. You would not

is all my fault. I could

“I hate it!

for

and sobbed frequently. He even reached out his hand guiltily and slapped himself

“Dad.”

tears could not help but flow down. “It is not your fault.