"Ring, ring, ring. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

When the bell rang for the end of class, Fang Cheng and Han Wenshi sat in the last row of the classroom, Fang Cheng picked up his textbook and glanced at Han Wenshi: "Stone, I'll go first." ”

"To practice martial arts?"

"Yes, bye. Fang Cheng bowed slightly, put the textbook and carbon pen into his schoolbag, walked out of the classroom with the schoolbag in his right hand, and walked outside the school. Go to find Old Man Lu, yes, it's the master, the master's house is really big, and there is a small martial arts training ground.

Fang Cheng was stunned the first time he went, and he didn't know how poor he was if he didn't go to the master's house.

In this area where every inch of land is valuable, there is an independent villa, or a martial arts training ground, and the people who live here are all top rich people.

"Hey......"

Han Wenshi shook his head, watching Fang Cheng leave, his heart suddenly felt a little depressed, go to practice martial arts? What kind of martial arts do you practice, a battle scumbag leaves after class every day, goes out for a run at six o'clock in the morning, and comes back at nine o'clock in the evening, what is this for?

People with bad martial arts talent, no matter how hard they try, what's the use?

Why work so hard, isn't it good to play together!

Seeing Fang Cheng working so hard, Han Wenshi was in a complicated mood, it was true that the two of them were good friends, but he himself liked to play.

finally went to college, and he had to push himself so much, and he was so tired of living, Han Wenshi couldn't accept it, he just wanted to have fun and live chicly.

Originally, I played with myself every day, and I saw his temperament change, and I saw him becoming more and more calm.

Suddenly, Fang Cheng, who was far inferior to himself, seemed to surpass himself.

"Huh, where is the martial arts so easy. Han Wenshi muttered to himself, seeking some kind of comfort. He couldn't tell what mood he was in.

A light white detached villa.

Fang Cheng walked briskly, since the master gave him a key, and said to the security guard at the door, every time he came in, the security guard greeted him with a smile, maybe he regarded himself as the master's junior.

"Strength: 2, Dexterity: 0.5, Spirit: 0.9, Elemental Energy: 14:. ”

Fang Cheng glanced at the symbols below his field of vision, after half a month of training, his body gradually adapted to the surge of power, so Fang Cheng tried to add two more points, his body was a little swollen again, and the foundation was still too poor.

If you are based on amateur physical fitness, it is possible to increase the strength to three points.

After these teachings of the old man Tianlu, Fang Cheng also learned a lot of martial arts knowledge.

"Well, according to my calculations, 2 points of strength is equivalent to the early stage of the professional level, but it is definitely weaker than the early stage of the professional level, after all, the professional level martial artist not only has internal strength, but also is very familiar with martial arts moves.

I'm probably stronger than the amateur peak and a little weaker than the early pro. ”

Fang Cheng's eyes moved, and he thought quickly in his heart.

"Master. ”

Fang Cheng walked into the villa and shouted.

"En, here?" Old man Lu was sitting on a light brown luxurious sofa facing the door, his eyes moved as he looked at the newspaper, and glanced at Fang Cheng, "Continue to practice horizontally today, first do a thousand weight-bearing push-ups and squats, and call me when you are ready." ”

"Yes, master. ”

Fang Cheng nodded, put his schoolbag next to the shoe cabinet, changed into a pair of black martial arts shoes, and walked to the martial arts training ground on the left side of the living room.

Every day he runs for an hour in the morning, as long as he has no class, he will come to Old Man Lu to be taught, and then go home after dinner in the evening.

Fang Cheng deeply enjoyed this kind of time-crunched, fast-paced life, because he could feel that he was getting stronger and stronger.

From the beginning of the practice of boxing in a disorderly manner, to the current domineering.

Fang Cheng understood his advantages, his martial arts talent was not good, but he had attribute abilities, compared to subtle moves, it was still more suitable for him to open and close kung fu.

One force will drop ten.

No matter how subtle your strength is, no matter how magical your moves are, I will slap them away.

"Whew. ”

Fang Cheng calmed down, stopped thinking nonsense, and began to do warm-up exercises - weighted push-ups and weighted squats.

"Five hundred and ninety-two...... Seven hundred and thirty-seven ...... A thousand!"

Whew, the push-ups were done, and there were squats, Fang Cheng adjusted the weight-bearing shirt on his body, and the top was divided into small squares, and each small square had a square iron block hidden in it.

It is said that this is a high-density refined iron condensed, a small piece weighs five kilograms, and there are nearly 30 pieces of iron on the body!

It is worthy of high-tech, Fang Cheng slandered.

"Click, click. ”

After reading the newspaper, Old Man Lu put his hands behind his back and walked over calmly: "Squats should speed up, and I will teach you a style of play today." ”

"Whew!"

Fang Cheng didn't speak, he would be deflated when he spoke during the squat, he had already done more than six hundred, and there were still more than three hundred.

"Master, it's done. What are you going to teach me how to play?"

Fang Cheng wiped the sweat that oozed slightly from his forehead, and said, feeling a little strange in his heart, the master knew his thoughts, those ingenious and delicate tricks, he couldn't learn them at all, it was better to smash Huanglong with one fist and break ten thousand methods with one force.

"Heh, you kid, I understand what you mean, and I don't believe in the master yet. Old man Lu waved his hand and glared at Fang Cheng.

Could it be that you can't see the advantages of your apprentices? The advantages of your own apprentices are strength, and the first thing to practice martial arts is to magnify your advantages, and secondly, to make up for your weaknesses and reduce your weaknesses.

"What I'm going to teach you today is the Seventeen Styles of Burning Fire. This set of playing style is as hot as fire, explosive, is an extremely powerful, heavy method, just right for your huge strength, no matter what he is doing to unload the force, directly hit a few punches, the explosion of the strong chain of punches out, basically not far from victory. ”

"And this style of play is a fire move, the more vigorous the qi and blood, the more it can hit a fiery fire, and the effect of explosion can be produced, you can take a look at it first. ”

Fang Cheng's eyes were already shining on the side, this style of play was simply tailor-made for him, as his strength increased, he couldn't learn the moves that tested the details if he wanted to.

Looking at the paper handed over by the master, Fang Cheng fixed his eyes and saw that it was a visualization map.

The more advanced the style of play, the more it does not pay attention to the routine, and even there is no fixed move, between the warriors fighting each other, how can there be time for you to pose a pose, and the truly valuable way of playing is to learn its charm, feel its artistic conception, and play the essence of the move!

The "hot fire" in front of you is this way of playing, and you can even hit flames at the end of practice!

I saw that the visualization map was full of blood-red flames, full of violent aura, and in the center of the picture was a scorching volcano, exuding a burning and unyielding feeling, as if it was about to erupt into flames, and it was about to explode!

Fang Cheng's body was shocked, and he felt a sense of heat just by looking at this picture.

"Ahem, stinky boy, don't be in a daze, demonstrate this trick for the teacher, you can see it. ”

Old man Lu smiled proudly, and his hands behind his back naturally hung down at his sides.

"Whew!"

With a soft shout, Old Man Lu stepped forward with his left leg, and his right hand hit the air on Fang Cheng's left side like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

A flame burst out, and in the blink of an eye, it slowly flew and extinguished.

"Like a volcanic eruption, this flame ...... He's so handsome. Fang Cheng's head froze, his eyes were full of the shocking scene just now, the human body could actually rely on martial arts to shoot flames!

Rely entirely on your fists to rub the flames that blast out of the air.

It's so handsome!

Fang Cheng raised his head and glanced at Old Man Lu, and sneered: "Master, your handsome hand has exploded." ”

"Hehe, stinky boy, practice hard, it's very necessary to fight, do you only rely on your physical strength to fight in the ring, you can blow up a twenty-centimeter wall with one punch back then, but now you're old, no." ”

"I saw everything I fought just now, don't care about the moves, taste the true meaning, understand!" Old man Lu said lightly, putting his hands behind his back, as if he had just punched casually.

Now that he knows how powerful he is a teacher, Old Man Lu turned around and waved his hand, "Continue to practice, come and ask me if you don't understand anything." ”

Fang Cheng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, master." ”

The flame just now really shocked Fang Cheng, he had been focusing on improving his physical fitness and stacking strength points, but he ignored the importance of his playing style.

"This Seventeen Styles must be learned. ”

Fang Cheng secretly made up his mind, it was really handsome to be able to shoot flames.

Calming his mood, Fang Cheng looked at the visualization map, realizing the essence of the hot and fiery artistic conception, like a volcano, about to erupt but did not erupt, seeing his own qi and blood as magma flames, and his body as a mountain pass......

After practicing martial arts for four hours, Fang Cheng felt that his body was hot, and it was not a good experience to feel like a volcano.

There are still ten yuan energy points, after consuming them, it is time for him to start preparing for the way to continue to obtain yuan energy, but it is still early, with his own body growth rate, how can he add these ten points to his strength in half a year, and his body can't bear it if he adds too much.

Thinking about the changes in the past two months, from an ordinary person to the current perverted strength and physique, he really embarked on the road of martial arts, practiced martial arts, and walked with a bit of a dragon's and tiger's temperament, as well as height, it seems to be a little taller, Fang Cheng thought secretly.

Go talk to the master first, eat a bite to eat and go home.

Just thinking about it, a smell of beef wafted in, and the equation's eyes lit up, these days dinner is a whole piece of beef cooked by Old Man Lu in a pressure cooker, and then cut it with a knife and eat it separately.

As for cooking or something, the two of them are too lazy to do it.

"Boy, come over for dinner, go wash your hands and face first, don't eat with sweat. Old man Lu put the beef on a delicate gold-edged cyan ceramic plate and admonished.

"Good. ”

Soon Fang Cheng finished cleaning up, sat down on the dark cedar table and began to eat.

Both of them are martial artists, and they eat very efficiently, and they chew a large plate of beef and swallow it into their stomachs after dividing it by two. Fang Cheng ate a lot more than Old Man Lu, not only because he was young and strong, but also because he had just finished practicing martial arts, and his body urgently needed to replenish nutrition.

"Tsk, master, your beef is absolutely high-quality, and it tastes so delicious. Fang Cheng sat comfortably, experiencing the happiness of eating and drinking.

"Hmph, I'm full, right, let me tell you, there is a small martial arts tournament here in Yunhai in January, which is held by a chain hotel, and the main participants are mainly amateur-level, and there will be a few professional-level early stages to support the field, and the martial arts tournament is all amateur-level organizers and has no face. ”

"What about martial arts, it's not something you think about yourself, you can practice it at home every day, how to hone it if you don't fight with martial artists, how do you know where you are short, and what you still lack. Don't be nervous, try it. ”

"Although your fighting style is too bad, you have a lot of strength and a smart head, so after two ring matches, you can temper your martial arts. ”

"What, forget about the martial arts competition, it's quite troublesome to sign up, and I have only practiced ...... master" Fang Cheng was stunned, his brows furrowed a little nervously, and after thinking for a while, he still excused himself.

"The teacher has already signed up for you. ”

Old man Lu looked at Fang Cheng with a smile.

"Master, but I have to go home during the winter vacation. ”

"The champion has a prize of 30,000 yuan, the top four is 20,000, and the top eight is 10,000. Old man Lu put his right hand on the cedar table and tapped lightly on the tabletop.

"Master, then I'll participate. ”

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he made a decision in an instant, if you have money, you have to go! Not to mention the champion, it is 10,000 yuan to be able to reach the top eight, and his living expenses have not reached this number in a semester.