vs 12 Practicing martial arts becomes an idiot

Under the morning sun, a cyan figure.

"Whew!"

"Silk!"

Facing the rising sun in the east, Qin Ming was practicing the dragon elephant fist seal one move at a time.

Suddenly, a youthful face was full of vitality, every move and style were as close to perfection as possible, all of them were trying to interpret the light and flamboyant attack of Tianlong, and the thick and restrained defense of the elephant, and the two were just right to cooperate.

As Qin Shan said, the form means the form, the form is in the front and the meaning is in the back, and only the form can be consciously comprehended.

After three or four days of drilling, Qin Ming became more and more proficient.

Every move and every exercise seems to contain a certain martial intent, as if it comes from some instinct of the body, and unconsciously he has been intoxicated by the artistic conception of the dragon elephant fist print, his thoughts, his movements, and even his breath are imitating the shape of the dragon elephant.

If Qin Shan was here, he would definitely be surprised, because this was almost the result of half a year later.

It only took Qin Ming three days to achieve the results of Qin Shan half a year later, although it helped the lottery system to shape the tendon meridian to change his body, but his talent in martial arts must be beyond doubt, this is talent, it is innate.

A panting face was full of sunlight, and the cyan corset was completely soaked.

There were even beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

It's like the dew of the morning, actively washing away the dirt from his body.

The original twilight is no longer gone, replaced by a kind of youthful vitality and infinite vitality.

Since he activated the lottery system and discovered his talent in martial arts, Qin Ming's heart has also changed a lot.

The original muddy attitude of living was completely cleared from the bottom of his heart, and the past was all a passing cloud, just blindly immersed in the past life, which is actually a blasphemy of real life, since he was reborn, he must live a new life.

"Whew!"

After the practice of a set of dragon elephant fist prints, Qin Ming's panting face turned crimson.

Although he was still a little out of breath, it was much better than the previous two days, at least he was no longer out of breath.

"Childe, will you sit down and rest?"

Feng Ya, who had been waiting beside her, was now given a new name by Qin Shan Yunfeng, she saw Qin Ming stop and hurriedly ran over, holding a towel in her left hand, and bringing a cup of warm tea in her right hand, "Childe, I seem to have seen a divine dragon appear behind you just now!" ”

"Shenlong...... Hey, hey, hey......"

Qin Ming smiled slightly, took the towel and wiped the sweat on his face, took the teacup and drank it with a bone.

I have to admit that such a high-load exercise not only consumes physical strength, but also consumes water in the body.

"You're delusional, I haven't reached the level of condensation of the dragon elephant seal yet!"

"Really, Childe, I really saw a little dragon with its head and tail flying behind you!" Yunfeng said.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Qin Ming still smiled faintly, handed the teacup to Yun Feng, and rehearsed the dragon elephant fist seal against the rising sun in the east.

In the past two days, Qin Ming seemed to be stunned, he got up in the morning and started drilling, and he still practiced before going to bed at night, and even when there were customers in the store, he was rarely seen, basically Wang Xiang was taking care of the Taiping Inn alone.

Naturally, he has not forgotten his goldfinger lottery system, and will take the initiative to go to the back kitchen every day to help kill chickens and ducks.

In the eyes of others, it was Qin Ming who was rectifying the Taiping Inn.

Especially the chef Zhu Lao Wu was even more frightened, he became honest and no longer dared to let others do his own work.

But only Qin Ming himself knew that the purpose of his approach to the back kitchen was to strive for the lottery index to be able to draw again.

Activate the free prize of the system Ten Pull Alien Force suddenly turned him into a strong man, a plastic tendon sutra can allow him to reshape the body structure again, such a gold finger is definitely worth looking forward to, and the more important thing is that the indicators required for the lottery are easy to achieve, only a hundred life points can be drawn once, this is simply a godsend, is the greatest favor of God to him.

As the owner of the Taiping Inn, Qin Ming said that he must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to live again.

As for whether the system has any purpose as stated in the time travel novel, he doesn't care about it for the time being, it is still a very distant thing, according to the normal state of time travel novels, even if the system has some purpose, but the final result is that the protagonist successfully laughs to the end, and successfully tramples the system under his feet, becoming a stepping stone on his way forward to make a wedding dress for them.

Qin Ming used to be a very pragmatic person, and he was even more pragmatic when he was reborn.

Thinking more and dying early, this is Qin Ming's creed.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

Qin Ming jumped, his hands and feet seemed to have turned into the claws of a heavenly dragon, his body turned like a real dragon, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and he had the illusion that he could fly into space, which was an instinctive intuition, and his eyes lit up.

It's as if I have hit some kind of bottleneck, I see some kind of hope, and it's really inspiring.

What was even brighter in front of her was the stunned Yunfeng, who really saw a swimming dragon at a moment.

"Bang!"

An arc appeared where Qin Ming's palms walked, and he slammed directly into a big tree with all his might, and there was a burst of fallen leaves, and the big tree hugged by a child cracked a crack in the torso, and occasionally a hollow could be seen.

"Childe, you broke the tree!"

Yun Feng was so surprised that she was speechless, her shock was written on her face, and a pair of bright eyes flashed with bright light.

"It's so powerful?"

This was Qin Ming's thought in his heart, no matter what, he couldn't believe that his one seal had such great power.

He hurriedly stopped the drill, came to the place where the big tree was cracked, and then showed a bright smile, and specially tapped a small gooseberry on Yunfeng's forehead, "You stupid girl, you can see clearly that this tree has long been hollowed out by insects!" ”

"Ah......h

Yun Feng smiled, walked over and looked through the gap, his big black eyes were spinning, and his face was full of suspicion.

"Childe, I'll take a look!"

At this time, Wang Xiang happened to come up, and he happened to see Qin Ming's dragon seal in the sky just now, he looked at their sick son with surprised eyes, and his eyes also showed surprise, as if he was shocked by Qin Ming, and the shock in his heart.

That is, ten breathing hours, Wang Xiang's shocked face appeared strange, and the horizontal flesh on his face trembled for a while.

He had been by Qin Shan's side for so many years, and his set of dragon elephant fist seals was all too familiar to him.

To put it mildly, sometimes he can walk out of a few ways at will with his memory.

"Childe, although this tree is almost vacuumed by insects, the most important thing is the power of your seal!"

Wang Xiang's relieved face smiled with a bright flower, "If I see it correctly, the strength of your seal just now is at least five or six hundred catties, which is more than the power of a tiger, and I want to hurry up and tell the head catcher about this news." If he knew that you had achieved such results in three days, he would definitely get drunk once, hahaha...... Hahaha...... Childe, your future is limitless! ”

The power of a tiger is the strength of five hundred catties.

Qin Ming smiled embarrassedly, with a strength of five or six hundred catties, he could definitely win the heavyweight weightlifting championship in his time.

It's a fantasy when I think about it, and it seems that the myths of ancient times mentioned in the wild history are not imaginary.

At least judging from the current environment, there is a big discrepancy between the records of the five dynasties and the twenty-four dynasties.