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Fang Chengke didn't bother to greet him any more, the delicacies that the hotel had already prepared had already been served one after another.

From delicious stir-fried scallops with aloe vera, to piping hot Angus steaks, and lots of small and delicate desserts.

Fang Cheng's saliva flowed, urging the master to start the chopsticks.

"Just know that eating, it didn't save you. Old man Lu sneered, picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of apricot oil black chicken.

He glanced at Fang Cheng, his upper and lower teeth moved, and he chewed the black chicken and the bones to pieces, as if the chicken was Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng was in no mood to pay attention to these ......

Eat this, yes, good.

Try that again, hiss, it's so spicy!

Old man Lu's face is even darker, this stupid apprentice is still a foodie!

After a meal, the sound of Fang Cheng's chopsticks colliding and chewing echoed on the table, and Qi Zhenguo was stunned.

Zhou Gang has been looking for an opportunity to chat with his master, but how can Old Man Lu have the kung fu to take care of him.

All the good mood has been ruined by this stinky boy!

The meal was eaten quickly, and it was over in just forty minutes, and Old Man Lu waved his hand and rejected Zhou Gang's idea of wanting to be Dong again.

Old man Lu shook his head and said, "Old man, go home and sleep." ”

Zhou Gang saw that the master had made a decision without doubt, so he had to say goodbye to the master and the little junior brother with a smile, and was a little disappointed.

You know, he won't see Master a few times a year.

Qi Zhenguo and Zhou Gang are both registered disciples, what is a registered disciple, that is, when you go out, you are not allowed to walk in the name of Lu Lao's disciples.

Qi Zhenguo is in a happy mood, he has gained a lot tonight, as long as he gains the favor of the little junior brother, there will really be something to ask the little junior brother for when the time comes.

As long as the little junior brother is willing to help, even if he can't catch it, can the master not help?

"Didi. ”

A text message rang out.

Qi Zhenguo took out his mobile phone, the screen was lit up, and an unread text message appeared on the screen.

He swiped the text message, looked at the text message details, and felt happier.

Fang Cheng's father: an employee of a small company, Fang Cheng's mother: a weaver in a textile factory.

Property: 79 square meters of old community, vehicles: none.

Great, great!

Qi Zhenguo was also worried that if Fang Cheng's parents lived a prosperous life, he would not have a chance to help, that would be too obvious.

It's fine now, but it must be done casually and not deliberately.

Qi Zhenguo glanced at his junior brother Zhou Gang and said, "Senior brother, I won't go back tonight, stay in your hotel for one night." ”

"Yes, senior brother. Zhou Gang nodded and walked away

"Hmph. Qi Zhenguo's eyes were cold, and he scolded in his heart: You still have my senior brother in your eyes, and I don't have a place to live, and I have to go to the front desk to swipe the card to open the room.

............

Fang Cheng followed behind Old Man Lu, he had been taking care of eating, and he didn't notice Zhou Gang's embarrassment at all.

He followed Old Man Lu into the car, returned home together, walked to the door, took out the key to open the door, and the two walked in.

"It's better to be at home. Old man Lu sighed, walked to the sofa, opened the teaer, and boiled the water.

Fang Cheng was slightly stunned, what did he do when he came back, he had to go back to the dormitory.

Forget it, let Han Wenshi help me sign in, I have to toss it at night, Fang Cheng yawned, and he was also a little sleepy.

The main reason is that the ten minutes of fighting with his senior brother Qi Zhenguo are too much for his physical strength.

Internal force? It's a wonderful thing.

"What are you thinking?"

Seeing Fang Cheng standing with his eyes flashing as if thinking about something, Old Man Lu asked.

Fang Cheng raised his head and asked a little blankly, "Master, what did you say, what is internal force?"

He didn't understand something.

Old man Lu smiled, at this time the tea had already been boiled, he poured the water into the teacup, and threw a few more tea leaves into it, and a clear and mellow faint tea fragrance wafted away.

"Sit down first. Old man Lu pointed to the sofa.

Fang Cheng sat opposite Old Man Lu with a well-behaved baby.

"Internal force is a wonderful thing that deviates from science, you can even think of internal force as a concept, no one can measure internal force, because it has no size, no range, no weight, etc. ”

"It exists in the human body, but it's not qi, it's not bioelectricity. You don't have to think too much, just use internal forces as a weapon. ”

"A weapon that only you can use. Of course, the internal force is also divided into levels, for example, the internal force of a professional-level high-level martial artist must be deeper and fuller than that of a martial artist who has just entered the professional level. ”

Fang Cheng seemed to understand the meaning of internal force a little, he nodded, and continued to ask, "What can Master's internal force be used for?"

Old man Lu shook his head and said with a smile: "I still don't understand the meaning of being a teacher." Stinky boy, didn't you just say that you can use internal force as a weapon. ”

Fang Cheng was puzzled, still puzzled.

"Do you also have a time when you don't understand?" Old Man Lu snorted and continued to explain: "A weapon can be a sword, a whip, or anything of any shape. ”

"Shhh

Fang Cheng took a cold breath, his eyes vibrating.

"Could it be that internal forces can be turned into long swords?"

Old man Lu nodded and agreed with Fang Cheng's guess: "It can be said that if you can make the internal force materialize and appear in reality, you must at least have the strength of the peak of the professional level." ”

I see.

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, Old Man Lu's words seemed to be enlightened, giving him a deeper understanding of internal force.

"Look. ”

Old man Lu stretched out a finger, and a white cylindrical object like mist appeared above the finger, Old Man Lu smiled, turned his palm again, and stretched it out.

A white light that seemed to be like a short sword appeared, extremely sharp, and seemed to contain explosive power.

"My Heavenly ......" Fang Cheng's eyes were stunned, this thing of internal force can really be manifested?

This is the internal force?

Can you change the shape freely? I just don't know how powerful it is.

This is home again, you can't let the master chop the sofa, right? Fang Cheng's black pupils reflected that sword-shaped white light.

Seeing that Fang Cheng showed a look of longing and longing, Old Man Lu put away his palm, and said with a chuckle: "Not bad, yes, there is no obstacle to knowledge." ”

"Cognitive impairment?"

Fang Cheng felt that his head was a little insufficient, what were these unfathomable nouns?

"The obstacle of knowledge is the disapproval in your heart. You subconsciously don't believe in the existence of internal forces and deny your own abilities, so even if you have the strength to advance to the professional level, you still can't break through. ”

"For example, senior scientific researchers, scientists, if they want to break through the professional level, it is impossible. ”

"Because they believe in science, they have studied all their lives, and the premise of research is based on science, and they can't understand, let alone agree with, something that is anti-science, such as internal forces. ”

Fang Cheng was stunned when he heard this, and there was still this statement?

Hard-pressed researchers......

He was glad that he was not an admirer of science...... Hey, no, Fang Cheng suddenly thought that he had attribute abilities, and he was still worried about the obstacle of knowledge?

Break through 10,000 laws with one force, and break through directly.

Fang Cheng must have a clear idea of his own path in his heart, and he is no longer going with the flow, as long as his strength continues to break through.

The three points are professional-level.

What about five, what about ten, and what does it look like?

Will it be able to flatten the mountains and split the deep sea with one punch?

Even if there is such a strange thing as internal force, is it possible to open up mountains and split the sea? Fang Cheng's heart swirled with countless thoughts.

A thought that he didn't dare to think of himself had been planted.

Old man Lu only thought that Fang Cheng was calming his mind and thinking about martial arts, so he didn't bother him, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of weak tea.

Fang Cheng came to his senses and was about to say something.

Wait!

It seems that Master just said that at least the peak strength of the professional level can be substantial...... That white mang is the manifestation of internal force, right?

That master's strength is the pinnacle of the professional level!?

Fang Cheng's breath was suffocated, as if he had been choked by the neck.