Kaiyuan 9819, December 26, Xingcheng People's Hospital Inpatient Department.

Snow-white walls, the familiar smell of disinfectant water.

An Qisheng leaned on the hospital bed, and in the eyes of outsiders, he was playing with his mobile phone, but in fact, he was looking intently at the panel in the perspective:

【Anqisheng】

[Specialties: Bajiquan (47%)Liuhe Gun (42%)Three Emperors Cannon Fist, Dragon and Tiger Grappling (5%)Gumen Xinyi Fist (1%)Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt (0%)Hate Heaven Fist (0%)Iron Palm (2%).......]

[Status: Increasingly weak (terminally ill) Baodan-level strength state (10%)]

After a trip to the martial arts hall, An Qisheng gained a lot.

Especially after perceiving Wang Honglin's state, his cognition has undergone great changes.

And as his perception changed, so did his ability.

Wang Honglin's skills, such as Baji Boxing, Liuhe Big Gun, Dragon and Tiger Grab, etc., appeared as a percentage, but he wouldn't, such as the Three Emperors Cannon Boxing, Eagle Language, Chemistry, Three Emperors Cannon Boxing, and so on, there is no comparison.

Although this percentage did not have a direct effect on the improvement of ability, it gave him an intuitive understanding of the gap between his boxing skills and that of Grand Master Wang Honglin, as well as his own progress.

One day he gets 100 percent, which means that he has reached the realm of the eight-pole master Wang Honglin three hundred years ago.

The most important thing is that he is in a state of strength.

That was the gap between him and the realm of Harmony and Harmony, and it was the only thing that was useful to him at the moment.

After realizing Wang Honglin's state again, after mastering the state of Baodan to 10%, it seems that he has been able to slightly restrain the flow of nutrients absorbed by himself.

Maybe it's far from being cured, but at least it's not going to eat too much and it's getting weaker and weaker.

This gave him the light of day.

"Perhaps, my illness is because of this ability?"

Enkison thought to himself, and his perspective changed:

[Mastered characters: Tanjingshan (1 hour) Wang Honglin (10 minutes)]

The use of ability requires the consumption of mental power and physical strength, and after many attempts, An Qisheng concluded that at this time, the time he can perceive every day is limited.

Among them, the little Taoist priest can experience an hour, while Wang Honglin only has ten minutes.

After that, he will be mentally and physically at the bottom.

Tuk Tuk~

A series of knocks interrupted Anderson's train of thought.

"Instructor An, classmate An."

Looking up, it was Wang Anfeng and Li Yan.

"It's Mr. Wang and Mr. Li, they're coming, and they're coming here, and they're mentioning something."

An Jianzhong, who was resting on the clinic, stood up and took the two of them with a smile.

"Classmate An, meet again."

Wang Anfeng looked at An Qisheng and smiled: "I'm also a student at Xuanjing University, so you still want to call me a senior." ”

"Hello Senior Wang."

Anderson laughed too.

Although he was admitted to Xuanjing University, the only time he went was to go through the procedures for suspension.

At this time, the illness was over, but I didn't have the heart to go to school anymore.

"We're going back to the magic capital this afternoon, so we're coming to see you."

Li Yan casually closed the door of the ward.

"Anything else?"

An Jianzhong moved a stool and asked the two of them to sit down, and when he heard this, his heart suddenly struck: Could it be that the beggar will take revenge?

"Instructor An, don't get me wrong."

Li Yan saw his concerns, waved his hand and said: "Although the begging society is very dangerous, I don't dare to act recklessly in Daxuan, besides, even if you want to retaliate, you will find our martial arts hall." ”

"What do you mean?"

An Jianzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"To tell you the truth, originally, I wanted to invite An to join the martial arts hall, but later I learned that An was seriously ill, so I gave up."

Li Yan said, a little hesitant.

Wang Anfeng looked at Li Yan with a somewhat anxious expression.

"If Senior Wang has anything to say, just say it directly."

An Qisheng glanced at Wang Anfeng and spoke directly.

"I ....."

Wang Anfeng looked at Li Yan and hesitated.

"Classmate An asked you to say it, just say it, this is your Wang family's business, you can make it clear yourself."

Li Yan pushed Wang Anfeng.

"Senior Brother An, that's the case."

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:

"We looked at the surveillance of the martial arts hall afterwards, and when we saw your fight with that bandit, you used Bajiquan!"

"Huh?"

An Qisheng was slightly startled, and glanced at Wang Anfeng: "You ......"

"The booth you stopped at is the ancestor of my Wang family, and my ancestor is an abandoned baby adopted by Grand Master Wang Honglin. Later, for some reason, the Wang family lost the essence of Bajiquan, I don't know classmate An, where did you learn Bajiquan? ”

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief, he had been holding back these words for a long time.

Even if you look at today's Daxuan, there are not a few boxing techniques that can be compared to Bajiquan, and for the Wang family, the symbolic meaning of Bajiquan is greater than the practical significance.

But if he can recover the lost Bajiquan, it will also be a great credit.

"Careless....."

Hearing Wang Anfeng's words, An Qisheng's first thought was that he was too careless.

Originally, he had never heard of Da Xuan and Bajiquan, and the people of the Begging Dao Society came quickly, so he had to use the Bajiquan he was best at to fight the enemy.

But he didn't expect to be discovered by the people of the Wang family.

You'll have to be careful in the future......

"Senior Brother An."

Seeing that An Qisheng didn't speak, Wang Anfeng was a little anxious.

Li Yan saw An Qisheng's hesitation, patted Wang Anfeng's shoulder, and said: "Classmate An, don't worry, my Daxuan has no gateway opinion, no matter where you learn Bajiquan, no one will trouble you." An Feng and I came this time, just to beg you to pass on this set of boxing techniques to An Feng......"

"I can exchange things for something."

Wang Anfeng then said.

An Qisheng glanced at An Jianzhong, who was sitting next to him peeling apples, and the latter nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Only then did he nod and said:

"I can teach you Bajiquan, but I have to wait until my injuries heal, and besides, I also have requirements."

A complete boxing method, there are fighting methods, refining methods, raising methods, acting methods, and a number of routines.

For example, Bajiquan is subdivided into large and small frames, Liuhe guns, and subdivided into Baji frames, six major openings, eight major moves, six elbows, Spring and Autumn Knives, Liuhe big guns, eight stick heads, pure Yang Jiugong Sword and so on.

It is by no means something that can be taught by saying a word, otherwise, there is no such thing as a lost boxing technique.

"That's certainly fine."

Wang Anfeng was overjoyed and nodded again and again.

There is a posture of agreeing to any request, and Li Yanzhi, who saw it, frowned.

"What are An's requirements?"

Li Yan was very cautious.

He had already investigated An Qisheng's information in detail before he came, so he definitely didn't dare to underestimate this junior who was two years younger than him.

This classmate An has been very assertive since he was a child, has a talent for boxing, entered Mingjin very early, studied very well, and was admitted to Xuanjing University.

And he is very business-minded, and it is his idea to settle down and have today's family business.

Judging from his vision, he can definitely be regarded as the dragon and phoenix among people.

A terminally ill dragon among people, his requirements can't be low even if you think about it.

An Qisheng glanced at the two:

"I heard that there is a different training method in the military than the civilian ......"

Hearing the words in the army, Li Yan felt a "grunt" in his heart.