Chapter 11 The root of martial arts is to find a Nian Emperor as a wife

"It's here, Wind Fist Flow Dojo, um..."

After walking through the boundaries of the Great Sanctuary in an instant, you will see a conspicuous large building, as mentioned before, the architectural style of Huttonmar, most of the buildings here are made of stone, this dojo can be seen on the exterior wall of the white stone structure with many novel carvings, the most conspicuous is the two muscular bald men carved on the left and right of the stone door at the entrance, they are in a fighting posture, so that people can understand at a glance what this place is about.

'Hey'' 'Hah!' ''Yikes! ’

He didn't have to listen carefully for a moment, the sound of hushing and harmony coming from the dojo had already become the level of noise, and listening to those sounds, he made up the scene of a group of muscular men rubbing their muscles against each other, and listening to the sound, it seemed that there were still many female martial artists in it, and he couldn't help but take a step back in an instant, thinking carefully about whether he could survive in this sea of muscles and sweat.

"Young man, do you want to learn martial arts?"

A hand rested lightly on Moment's shoulder, followed by a friendly whisper from a man.

“!”

In an instant, the man who was already making up muscles in his brain would not attack him, a handsome guy, but now he was photographed and jumped up in fright, looking at the person behind him in disbelief.

"Did I scare you, I'm sorry, I'm Feng Zhen, the owner of the Wind Fist Stream."

The man was obviously frightened when he saw the moment's reaction and touched his shiny head apologetically, this person was dressed as a monk, squinting his eyes and standing barefoot behind him, even if he didn't look at his information is instant, he knew that he was a strong man, because of bald head and squinting eyes, not a monster who believes it.

【Wind Vibration】

【LV70-Instructor】

"Ah, hello."

Instantly nodded and paid tribute to Master Feng Zhen, worthy of being bald, and the level of the mentor was the highest among the people he had ever seen.

"You mark... It's nothing. ”

Feng Zhen looked at the flower seal on his face and sighed with some regret, and looked at the bald head who suddenly sighed suspiciously, what he didn't know was that Feng Zhen had already surrounded his whole body ♂ when he patted him on the shoulder, and Feng Zhen knew that this was a good seedling from the message conveyed by Nian Qi.

As a mentor, everyone has a talent for identifying the good and bad of seedlings, but unfortunately this good seedling has already been taken first, if it weren't for Shalan, Feng Zhen would have wanted to take him under the door.

"Interested in the dojo? Then come in and have a look. ”

Feng Zhen restrained his emotions for a while, and said enthusiastically to the moment, anyway, there will be good seedlings every ten years, and it is nothing less than this one.

"Oh, thank you, Master."

Instantly thanked him very politely, followed Feng Zhen into the dojo, as soon as he entered, his head was like a fried pot, the shouting and harmony in the dojo was even more noisy than outside, all kinds of martial artists in white training clothes were honing their skills with each other, sweating with a happy and excited smile on their faces, obviously enjoying the fun of fighting.

"I see that you have been outside the door for a long time, and you must be interested in martial artists, so I will introduce you one by one, first of all, qigong masters, they are the only profession that attaches importance to tempering the strength of the body, maybe there is no body of steel and iron bones, but the destructive power is one of the best."

Feng Zhen saw that he was staring at the martial artists with a little interest and took the initiative to explain, he motioned to look at the corner of the dojo for an instant, where a male martial artist was refining the mental qi, only to see that the person's hands were folded together and then separated, and a sleek white mental qi bead was formed, which grew larger and larger under the control of the martial artist, and finally waved his arm and threw it out, and the flying kinetic wave smashed the wooden stakes in the dojo.

"It's amazing, you can't send such an attack even though you're not a magician."

Instantly said without hesitation in approval.

"That's natural, what you see now is just an early qigong master, and the most talented disciples here have already left to go to the Void Ancestor to explore a higher realm."

Feng Zhen listened to the heartfelt praise for a moment, smiled and touched the slightly long beard on his chin, he couldn't help but feel proud when he mentioned that disciple, he felt that he had died without regrets when he could teach such an excellent disciple in his lifetime.

"Next is Sanda, this is a cultivator who extremely admires external skills, they press the limits of their bodies, day after day like tempering steel, beating their bodies like tempering steel, it is no exaggeration to describe the successful Sanda with steel and iron bones, no attack can break their tempered bodies, and the advancing body will only stop when their fists break your bones."

Feng Zhen picked another popular profession to introduce for Moment, but looking at the men who showed off their muscle strength by tapping iron rods on him, he suddenly seemed uninterested, and he probably couldn't do this.

"Then there are the judoka, they are the complete opposite of sanda, they are good at using jiu-jitsu to attack the enemy, use the force to fight, grab the enemy and then fall, throw, as long as the judoka catches, you can basically declare your life over."

Feng Zhen continued, and the judoka in the dojo also grabbed each other's clothes and rolled and threw them, their wolf-like hands seemed to contain the power of crushing steel, except for the building, they could probably grab and throw it out, but they were still not interested in this kind of violent occupation.

"Gone?"

I waited for a long time and didn't wait for the next step, and curiously asked if there were any other professions.

"No..."

Feng Zhen obviously didn't want to continue, he couldn't tell the people he met for the first time that he had been in the dark street before he became a monk, and he also took the title of the king of the dark street, at that time, he was young and vigorous, and he felt that he was super happy and handsome, but now he thinks about it, he can shame his own black history, or keep this secret in the coffin, but if he really meets fighters with special needs, he will still bring them into the world of the dark street, after all, everyone has their own ambitions, and the dark street also needs talents to manage.

"Oh, I understand, Master Feng Zhen was also young, and it was all a mistake made by a young man."

In an instant, when he saw Feng Zhen's embarrassed face, he knew that the rest of the profession could not be taken out and said casually, so he patted Master Feng Zhen's shoulder and comforted him with understanding.

"You're such a funny young man."

Feng Zhen shook his head, and commented with a smile on the moment, with his strength and identity, there are few people in Hutton Marr who will hook up with him.

"Thank you for introducing Master Feng Zhen, I'll come back to visit when I have time."

After all, he still didn't choose the profession of martial artist, but he didn't feel that this trip was a waste of time, since he was in this world, it was better to get to know the people and things here.

Feng Zhen looked at the back that was gradually moving away and sighed again, a very suitable young man can't become a disciple is the pain of all mentors, but he quickly put the momentary matter behind him, and began to strictly train those martial arts disciples, Hutton Maar's prosperity still depends on these young people to work hard.

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