"As the name suggests!" Fang Yi said with a smile.

"I practice martial arts, and when I practice martial arts to a certain extent, there will be a reborn change, and at this time, there will also be internal strength in my body, just like those qigong masters you see on TV. ”

As soon as Fang Yi raised his hand, wisps of purple sharp light appeared on his fingertips, "Well, you see, this is the internal strength. Fang Yi smiled, "There will definitely be no more than one double ten in the world who can cultivate internal strength, and every one of them can be called a grandmaster, and I am one now." ”

"Is this amazing?" Peng Long didn't understand too much.

"Of course. Fang Yi smiled confidently and nodded: "Now that a steel plate is placed in front of me, I can also shoot a palm print with one palm." ”

"Oh, yes. Fang Yi seemed to suddenly remember something, "In the world, we also have a special title, called SS-level master. ”

"Every SS-level master, when put in the crowd, looks like a humanoid nuclear bomb, and if he does evil, he can easily cause large-scale damage. ”

"SS-level master?" Peng Long frowned and said suspiciously, "You became an SS-level powerhouse because you drank a bowl of Lingzhi soup?"

Peng Long pointed to his head, "But, brother, I also drank this Linzhi soup, so what kind of master am I now?"

"What do you want?" Fang Yi glanced at Peng Long, "After drinking Linzhi soup, you will become an SS-level master, do you think that the SS-level master is Chinese cabbage? Or do you think this is a ginseng fruit?"

Peng Long touched his head: "So I'm not?"

"Of course not. Fang Yi raised his eyebrows and grinned: "I was originally an S-level powerhouse, just a step-by-step exercise, and it is estimated that it will only take a few years to reach the SS level, and that bowl of Lingzhi soup just shortened this time." ”

"And this reishi soup. Fang Yi shook his head, "When you drink it for the first time, the effect is the greatest, and if you drink it later, the effect will be useless, it's a pity to discard it if it's tasteless!"

"As for you. Fang Yi glanced at Peng Long, "You are not even a martial artist, where did you come from? You are at most an ordinary person with a strong body." ”

"Is that so?" Peng Long's eyes flashed with disappointment at first, and then he immediately understood.

Also, a bowl of thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum soup is just a bowl of thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum soup, although it is precious, but there is no step to the sky in this world.

Peng Long shook his head, sighed and said, "It seems that I want to take it for granted, alas, martial artist, I want to too!"

"Brother. Peng Long asked, "Next, will we go to the mountains?"

"Next?" Fang Yi thought for a moment, "Peng Long, I want to go find a river to take a bath first." ”

"Look. Fang Yi pointed to his dirty clothes and smiled: "It's oily, it's really uncomfortable to wear." ”

"Gone. Fang Yi picked up a large mountaineering bag and carried it on his back, "Let's go, I'm going to find a water source, and we'll take a little bit of things by ourselves." ”

"Done. Peng Long did not refuse, and carried another large mountaineering bag in his hand with one hand.

Finding a source of water in a mountain is no easy task.

Fortunately, Fang Yi had a penguin map in his hand.

According to the penguin map, as long as you climb over a mountain, there is a small river.

is still the same, Fang Yi took the lead, carrying the big opening mountain to the forefront.

Peng Long followed closely behind Fang Yi.

"By the way, brother, what you practiced before was kung fu, right?

"Ancestral cheats. Fang Yi didn't want to say this, "Passing on men but not women, passing on elders but not less, even my father didn't learn, I am the grandson of the Peng family, my grandfather taught me, I can't teach you." ”

"I didn't say I wanted to learn. Peng Long pursed his lips, "Just ask the name, can't you say this?"

"I'm sorry. Fang Yi shook his head, "I can't say it." ”

"Don't say it. Peng Long was bored for a while, in fact, he was envious to death.

The two moved on.

didn't go far before Peng Long accosted him again.

"Brother. Peng Long chased after Shang Yi and sneered: "Brother, the family martial arts can't be passed on to me, so do you still know the martial arts that can be passed on?"

Fang Yi glanced at Peng Long, and said with a smile: "What, do you want to learn?"

"I want to try it and see if I can practice. Peng Long smiled dryly: "Strengthen your body!"

Think!

Of course Peng Long wants to learn!

Kick and blow up a waist-thick tree.

Palm down, leaving palm prints on the steel plate.

Of course Peng Long wants to learn such a skill!

After learning to be a teacher, this is simply a superman!

Can Peng Long not want to learn?

Of course, I can't think about it!

"Other martial arts moves!" Fang Yi smiled, "I really have it." ”

Peng Long's eyes lit up, "Is there really one?"

Peng Long's eyes were hot, staring at Fang Yi.

"Don't think about it when you practice martial arts. Fang Yi coldly poured a basin of cold water on Peng Long, "I have been practicing martial arts since I was three years old, practicing Sanfu in winter and Sanjiu in summer, practicing for more than 20 years plus some opportunities, until today I can be regarded as entering the hall and becoming a martial arts master." ”

"As for you. Fang Yi shook his head, "You are already past the age of martial arts, even if you learn, it will be in vain." ”

Fang Yi was telling the truth.

Practicing martial arts is indeed a saying that there is an optimal age to practice martial arts.

Just like athletes, you have to start from a young age.

Once you pass that age, then the bones begin to shape, and no matter how much you practice, it is a congenital deficiency.

If Peng Long practiced martial arts, he could strengthen his body, but if he wanted to practice to the point of entering the house, it was almost impossible.

Fang Yi is a person who drills the horns of the bull.

But the premise is that the tip of the horn must be valuable.

Obviously, a matter decided by a hot-headed person like practicing martial arts does not have the value of drilling the horns of a bull in Fang Yi's opinion.

It's not worth teaching your younger brother.

Sure enough, as Fang Yi's basin of cold water poured down, Peng Long immediately calmed down.

Also, I'm so old, what kind of martial arts do I practice?

"Smack. As soon as Fang Yi's fist was forced, the internal strength of the fist flowed, and the handle of the mountain opening knife was actually held in his hand.

Peng Long's movements were startled, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Huh. Fang Yi smiled, "Accidentally, I used too much force, I just broke through, and my strength is not easy to control." ”

After entering the house, the strength is indeed a qualitative leap. Entering the house and not entering the house, these are two completely different levels of strength.

Internal strength is a very wonderful thing, this thing is only useful for a moment, but at this moment, it can increase a person's strength by a hundred times.

The difference in strength is a hundred times, even for a moment, the latter is far from being able to defeat the former.

SS-level powerhouses are no longer something that ordinary light weapons can deal with, and even at the moment when the internal strength is running, the speed of SS-level powerhouses is faster than the speed of bullets coming out of the hall.