Whenever a gamer can learn a set of martial arts perfectly, the system will automatically pop up some additional rewards, in addition to the flying sword, there are also Lingbo microstep, golden bell jar, lion roar and other fantasy moves. However, this additional reward requires a high degree of completion for players to learn martial arts, and the movements must be 60% similar to the moves pushed by the system during the assessment, and every player often needs to practice for a long time before they can pass.

Ding Li was dumbfounded, the feeling of being on the scene and going out of the battle in person was really different. Sure enough, there are some things that need to be experienced in person to be exciting, Ding Li watched the fierce confrontation between the two people, and began to fantasize about the scene of his stay on the field and fighting.

"Hide your fart, can this fight be over?"

"Nonsense, if you don't hit me, won't I run away."

"You nonsense, why did I come up if I didn't beat you."

"You are talking nonsense, I just know that you came up to beat me, so I have to run. Otherwise, don't chase me, I'll beat you. ”

"Uh-huh, okay. it! Liu Qihu said and rushed towards Wen Chen, and he is not a fool, standing in place and waiting for you to fight. The two men fought for a while, regardless of victory or defeat, and after pulling the skin for a while, they continued to fight. Liu Chopping Tiger's fist breaks the wind, and the moves are deadly, each move has a protective halo, and Wenchen is both rigid and soft, soft as the wind. Ding Li watched the two fight with envy. He only knew that Wulin Fengyun was a blood-boiling game before, and he had also watched his father's game, but he hadn't played it himself at that time, but he saw his father and other players being holographically projected on a huge platform to fight, and he didn't have a deep experience and understanding of Wulin Fengyun. It's really different to be a spectator on the sidelines and play off the pitch in person.

The last time I was holding the trophy for my father, I must get my own championship trophy, Ding Li clenched his fists and swore it.

"That's cool!" Ding Li knows that the wonderful ingredients he has seen are far less than one-tenth of this game, and there are also routines in other games to fight monsters and upgrade, explore and hunt for treasures here, if every part is so exciting, it is indeed as Zhu Tao said - this is a dream stage.

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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're not up, too, how can you be as knowledgeable as my junior. If you lose, your reputation will be ruined. Zhu Tao arched his hand to Abbot Huiwen to apologize.

"Let's go outside." Huiwen was so angry that his face turned purple, and he was unwilling to deal with Zhu Tao anymore, so he spoke to Yuanshan. When Yuanshan heard this, he bowed his hand to Zhu Tao and the other four people, and asked everyone to walk out of the Buddhist hall and gather on the martial arts training ground that they had just seen passing by. More than a hundred and still stood motionless, their hands clenched into fists, the heart of the fist upward, raised to their waists, the wind could not blow, the thunder could not shake. Zhu Tao looked at it with his eyes, and his opponent today was among these people. Huiwen also stood up and looked at the crowd, but he stood far away, and seemed to want to hand over the contest to Yuanshan.

"You can pick any one." Yuanshan has been studying Buddhism for a long time, and his concentration is extraordinary, but when he faced Zhu Tao, he was still a little annoyed, and said contemptuously at him.

"Brother-in-law, go!" Zhu Tao stepped back and pushed Zheng Jun up.

"......" Toyama's face cramped.

"......" Zhang Hao, Dugu Yan and Zheng Jun were all at a loss, they didn't expect Zhu Tao to come like this.

The monks below the "......" all shook slightly, many of them have learned martial arts since childhood, their bodies are very good, and their hearing is also very good, they have already heard Zhu Tao's words, and they are already angry, and they suddenly have an urge to beat him together.

Zhu Tao didn't realize it at all, but showed a wicked smile that the conspiracy had succeeded. Zhang Hao looked at Zhu Tao twice, rolled his eyes, looked at the young monk who was standing, smiled slightly, and dragged Zheng Jun to the corner to avoid everyone, he should have told some things related to the competition, and came back after a while.

"Okay?"

"OK, are you going to go it alone or together?" Zheng Jun put on a posture, lunged open, staggered his fists and palms, one in front of the other, and threw a wink at a group of monks.

"Are you interesting?" Yuan Shan was helpless, he knew that this was just Zhu Tao and the others wanting to spoil the state of mind of his disciples, if the monks were angry and angry, they would definitely not be as steady as when they were calm, and Zhu Tao and the others would have a better chance of winning. But this agitation method is too obvious, and it is impossible to treat the disciples of Shaolin Temple as fools.

"Punish the evil." Yuan Shan glanced at the crowd and called out a monk closest to Zheng Jun. Although he disdained Zheng Jun and Zhu Tao's approach, and after thinking about it, he still called out the oldest and most stable disciple. This monk has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he will be in his early twenties, and his head will be reflected in the light, looking even younger, as if he is seventeen or eighteen. Zheng Jun was stunned for a moment, and almost fell unsteadily, this name treats him as a villain? He really wanted to shout, I was the punishment. Zheng Jun used to be a people's policeman, and his job was to maintain social order and fight crime, but after meeting Zhu Tao and the other three, he resigned and stayed to help them.

"Yes!" Punishment agreed, his voice was loud, he took a step to stand, he and Zheng Jun were almost face to face, seemed to notice the change in Zheng Jun's expression, looked at him quickly, and then turned around and ran to Yuanshan with his hands folded, bowed his head and saluted.

"You play against him." Yuan Shan glanced at Zheng Jun.

"Yes." This sound was very soft, and the punishment body walked in front of Zheng Jun, and the rest of the monks all retreated according to the gesture of Yuanshan and gave way to the venue.

"Amitabha, donor, please." He recited a Buddha name and bowed slightly to Zheng Jun.

"You guys are acting every day, aren't you tired?"

"Get used to it." As he spoke, he remained upright with his hands folded.

"Humph! Here it comes. Zheng Jun narrowed his left eye slightly, turned his right foot on the ground hard, clenched his fist hard, and then rushed out, poked out his right fist, like a cannonball, and wanted to send his fist to the head of the punishment, and the punishment of the evil looked at him, he didn't expect this guy to be so fast, and he was about to make a move to stop it, but Zheng Jun threw his head back, and then the whole body retreated.

Zheng Jun had already put his hands in front of his chest, his feet kept rising and falling, bouncing lightly in place, sometimes back and forth, sometimes left and right, his head was also shaking from side to side, and the dark pupils were staring at the punishment tightly, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Punishment didn't expect Zheng Jun's speed to be as fast as a cannonball, and Zheng Jun also didn't expect that Punishment could keep up with his reaction. Zhu Tao and the others stood aside and watched the battle seriously, but when they saw Zheng Jun try this trick, they were so nervous that they didn't dare to take a breath. Zheng Jun was originally a veteran, he had received professional training, and he learned life and death fighting skills, and it was really not easy to punish evil to be able to keep up with his speed.

"Jeet Kune Do!" The punishment was moved, he knew that Jeet Kune Do was fought quickly and accurately, and if Zheng Jun took the lead, there was almost no way to turn the tables. His hands turned into eagle claws, ready to catch Zheng Jun's fist at any moment, and his right foot touched the ground and moved forward gently. Zheng Jun jumped around the punishment of evil, paying attention to his every move, and the punishment also looked at him, and the eagle talon probed forward. Seeing this, Zheng Jun leaned back, his feet kept jumping, and he kept moving.

Punishment continued to move forward, and his back foot also moved a step forward, and then his eyes were indeed round, his hind feet had not yet stepped steadily, the black fist was almost close to the bridge of his nose, where did Punishment dare to think when he was approaching, his head tilted to the right and tilted again, and hurriedly turned his left hand into a palm, his left arm blocked and a truth, shook the punishment fist with hidden strength, and slammed out his right fist to attack Zheng Jun. Attack is defense, attack for attack.

The eyes of punishment glared again, as if they were about to roll out of their sockets. He almost laughed bitterly. Zheng Jun didn't defend against his fist at all, just tilted his upper body slightly a few inches, and then a big black leather shoe rose to the ground and swept towards the right waist of punishment. Punishment evil couldn't hurriedly withdraw his right fist and turn into a palm, blocking his left leg, who expected Zheng Jun's leg to be too strong, and punished evil backwards, at this moment, punishment suddenly saw Zheng Jun raise his eyebrows and smiled, knowing that the big thing was not good, he squatted down and pushed it back, but his body leaned forward uncontrollably, and Zheng Jun's right fist had already grabbed his left arm.

Punishment's right fist pressed against Zheng Jun's chest, and without exerting much strength, Zheng Jun's left claw was already grasping Punishment's neck. The breeze blew, the martial arts arena was silent, and just after a minute, the competition had already decided the winner and loser. This time, not only Zhu Tao and others, but even the juniors and disciples who punished the evil all had a feeling of shock, and a few little monks who had not long entered the temple still had some beads of sweat on their bald heads.

"Concession." The two retracted their posture and stood face to face, Zheng Jun promised to win. Zhang Hao let out a long breath, he only taught two sentences of punishment, one is to fight quickly, because the monks of Shaolin Temple practice martial arts diligently every day, and their endurance is amazing, and the other is to use their physical advantages. Zhang Hao has generally observed the monks on the martial arts field, most of these monks are seventeen or eighteen years old to early twenties, and they have not yet fully developed, but Zheng Jun is a tall man of nearly thirty, and the objective conditions of his body are much better than these monks.

"You're really fast." The punishment sighed, there was a feeling of frustration, but it was not heavy.

"You still need to have long arms." Zheng Jun raised his eyebrows again.

"Hahaha, that's what the donor said." Punishment smiled and didn't mind. His arms are not as long as Zheng Jun's, Zheng Jun almost doesn't need defense, as long as he pulls a distance, he can avoid it, but the fist of punishment can hit him. The defeat of punishment began with the punch that attacked Zheng Jun. When he looked at Zheng Jun earlier, he found that his legs were neither as thick as Zheng Jun's legs, nor as long as Zheng Jun's, so he didn't need his legs, but when he was competing, his arms couldn't be used anyway. Objective factors can sometimes affect winning or losing.

"Master, lost." The punishment of evil first said helplessly to the distant mountains.

"Yes, good mentality." Yuanshan nodded, not angry because of the defeat of the punishment, but smiled approvingly. When Punishment returned to the queue, all the monks looked at each other, unable to believe that Punishment had lost so quickly. But even so, the young monks did not whisper and talk, this discipline is about to be compared to the army, Zheng Jun glanced at it, and felt a little nostalgic.

"It turns out that you are from the army." Yuanshan looked at Zheng Jun and asked,

"I've retired, and I was a special soldier before." Zheng Jun said sonorously, and everyone was awe-inspired. Once as a soldier in China, Zheng Jun was the pride of his life. Yuanshan looked directly at Zheng Jun, and then looked at the looming scar on Zheng Jun's right wrist,

"Amitabha!" He folded his hands and saluted Zheng Jun,

"Amitabha!" Abbot Huiwen and the other monks all saluted respectfully to Zheng Jun. Zheng Jun was stunned for a moment, smiled proudly, folded his hands and saluted, returned to Dugu Yan, who was sighing, and patted her shoulder.

"Abbot Huiwen, sign the contract." Zhu Tao jumped and ran back to the Buddhist hall.

“......”

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Ding Li stood by the ring, rolling his eyes from side to side to look at the empty streets, bustling pedestrians, and occasionally looking back behind him. The competition between the Kongtong faction and Wudang Mountain has been over for a while, the Kongtong faction is skilled, and Wudang Mountain is not ashamed to lose, and the competition is very interesting. The sun is thin, the sky is like blood, and the breeze rolls up the dust on the ancient road, adding a sense of loneliness and helplessness to the silent ancient city.

"Hey, hey, I'll try it out." Ding Li ran into the ring quickly, the ring was 100 square meters, and it was only more than one meter high from the ground, but it made him feel like he had entered another world. Athletics, this is real competition, it's not a game at all, it's a competition that you can experience firsthand! Ding Li stood in the ring and moved his fists and feet, played a set of Shaolin Arhat boxing, and then looked at the huge city gate in a daze for a long time.

"I've got to do my mission quickly!" The players in the city have all left to do a mission in the ancient city, some go to some 'secret places' to hunt for treasures, and some go to find martial arts cheats to enhance their strength. What Ding Li wants most now is to improve his strength, not to mention anything else, just those additional 'kung fu' have made him envious.

"Go to the primeval forest to hunt the Netherworld Snow Fox, and if you succeed, you can get a random cheatbook."

"Go to the primeval forest to capture the Flying Rat King, and you can exchange it for a cheatbook in the nearest city."

"Go to the primeval forest to hunt the Flame Wolf King and obtain the Blazing Wolf Fang, which can be used as a material for crafting flying swords."

“......”

Ding Li clicked the button on the armband, and a small electronic light curtain appeared in front of him, this light curtain may be the only non-ancient thing in this world. The tasks on the screen are densely packed, and the people who watch them are dazzled. Ding Li finally knew why a leisurely primeval forest stood next to the ancient city, because most of the tasks were carried out around the primeval forest. There are also some weird ones, such as: if you are tired of playing, you can go to the pavilion to play a game with others, and the winner can hear Emperor Ding sing a song. When he saw the news, Ding Li looked helpless.

"Go to the primeval forest!" Ding Li jumped out of the ring, followed the ancient road, and ran towards the primeval forest outside the city, and his intuition told him that this forest was definitely not as simple as it seemed.