Xin Lin spent a few relaxing days at home, and during the day, when his parents went to work in the company, he entered the Rainbow Club, found information and images of cannon strength, and began to learn this kind of boxing that is said to be very difficult to master.

However, no matter how difficult the exercises and boxing skills are, they have become easier in Xin Lian's hands.

In less than three days, Xin Lone's artillery strength had some eyebrows.

After tens of thousands of attempts, he finally found the right way to exert his power, and the next thing to do is to repeat this process constantly, form muscle memory, until he fully mastered it, integrated it into the boxing method, and reached a level that can be applied in actual combat.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Xin Lin practiced the strength of the cannon in the sweat at home, as the muscles of the whole body shook to transmit the power, every punch was struck, there would be a thunderous roar, and the air near the fist was swaying, and a vacuum bubble visible to the naked eye was generated in an instant, like a cannonball bursting, splitting the air and hurting people!

"Cannon strength, cannon strength!"

Xin Lin closed his fist and stood still, thinking back to the feeling of practicing boxing in the past few days, and said secretly: "Sure enough, it is a cannonball-like fist strength, if you talk about power alone, the cannon strength is stronger than the inch strength, and the attack distance is also farther." However, this kind of punch requires time to charge, and I have just learned it now, and my proficiency is not enough, and I have to charge for nearly a second every time I hit the cannon strength, which is not easy to apply in combat. ”

He remembered that in the last battle of the Star Cup, the reason why he was able to restrain Robertson's collapse was because Robertson's collapse had been accumulating for too long, almost a second.

The battle between the samurai can be described as lightning and fire, the stronger the cultivation, the faster the speed, the opportunity is fleeting, many times the defeat is only in the blink of an eye, for the high-level samurai, a second of charging time is really a bit long.

"Fortunately, the charging time of cannon strength will be shortened with the increase of proficiency, now it takes one second, and when I practice to a small level, it should be shortened to less than half a second, so it will be very useful in battle."

Xin Lin wiped his sweat and panted heavily, and thought to himself: "It's just that the artillery strength consumes a lot of physical strength, and you can't practice endlessly, you will be exhausted after hitting more than a hundred times in a row, and then rest for an hour to recover, so that you can practice the artillery strength up to two thousand times a day, which greatly reduces the progress." ”

"At this rate, it will take about three to four months to train the artillery strength to a small level."

Xin Lonely felt a little helpless, and found that boxing seemed to be more difficult and time-consuming than boxing, but after thinking about it carefully, he was relieved.

The power technique of fist strength relies on muscle memory, and telepathy can only allow him to learn this skill faster, but it cannot allow the muscles to quickly adapt to the process of force development, and can only achieve the desired result through thousands of repetitions.

was about to go to wash, but the phone call from her mother Zhou Haiman came, and the three-dimensional image was projected, she saw Xin Lonely's sweaty appearance, and hurriedly said: "Son, why are you still practicing boxing, don't forget that today is your birthday, hurry up and change your clothes and set off to Tianrui Restaurant, your father and I are almost here." ”

"I remember, it's coming soon." Xin Lin replied with a smile.

In the past few days, Zhou Haiman has said many birthday banquets, she has already arranged it, and she did not hesitate to break the bank, and booked a high-end box in the famous Tianrui Restaurant in the No. 9 Steel Cave, and the relatives and friends who wanted to be invited to the banquet also called and invited them one by one.

With a bitter memory, how could it be possible to forget such an important thing.

Zhou Haiman glanced at his son and said seriously: "Today is your big day, clean up a little more energetically, put on the new set of clothes I bought for you the day before yesterday, I picked it for a long time to buy, it fits your temperament." ”

"Okay, I got it." Silence is indispensable.

Zhou Haiman nodded with satisfaction, hesitated, and said, "By the way, your uncle called me today and said that he wanted to see the trophy of the martial arts competition, son, don't you mind?" ”

"It's okay, since my uncle wants to see it, then I'll bring the New Year Star Cup later." Xin Lonely smiled dumbly, although he felt that bringing the trophy to the banquet was too high-profile and a bit of a show-off, but for a while, the people present were the most familiar relatives and friends, and it didn't hurt to let everyone look at the trophy, there was not so much restraint.

"Good son, go take a bath, we will wait for you in the restaurant box." Zhou Haiman hung up the phone with a smile.

Xin Silent moved quickly, took a few minutes of bathing, and came out of the bathroom to put on the new clothes that his mother had bought. The style of this set of clothes is somewhat similar to the martial arts uniform, but it is more casual, with black as the base, straight and straight, Xin Lone's figure is already very good, slender and symmetrical, after wearing this new clothes, it is indeed more spiritual, the facial features are handsome and attractive, the whole person is like a hidden sheath sword, seemingly ordinary, but in fact sharp and hidden, and the temperament is extraordinary.

After getting dressed, Xin Lin took the New Year Star Cup from the shelf on the wall of the living room.

The process of getting this trophy back to Mars is also tortuous, and when it was Europa, Xin Lin was inconvenient to carry because he wanted to seek revenge on the Allen family, so he entrusted it to Lianchengbi to let her bring it back to Earth. Then he successfully returned to Mars, and after contacting Lianchengbi, the trophy was sent to Mars from Earth through FedEx.

Two days ago, when the trophy was delivered to the home, Xin Yu and his wife admired it for a long time, and they were amazed, and they were still not satisfied with taking dozens of photos on the table, so they immediately ordered a large shelf and placed it in the most conspicuous position in the living room, and they kept looking at it every day as soon as they got home.

The trophy is made of a special alloy, and it weighs about 10 kilograms, and on the golden arm-like fingertips, the lifelike model of Jupiter slowly rotates, which is eye-catching, and the four moons are suspended in the air under the action of magnetism.

On the base of the trophy is also engraved a line of words: The first champion of the Star Cup - Xin Lian, in 3018 AD. The payer is the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce and the president of the Chamber of Commerce, Li Xingmin.

Xin Lin looked at the Star Cup, remembered the game process, and showed a faint smile on his face.

This trophy is not well-known in the Federation, but it represents that he has taken an extraordinary path since then, and it is of great commemorative significance, and it will definitely be a special feeling in my heart when I look back on it many years later.

Xin Lin reached out and took off the four satellites around the trophy, and then put it in his backpack along with the main body of the trophy, and went out to Tianrui Restaurant.

Half an hour later, Xin Lin arrived at the restaurant by car.

Tianrui Restaurant is one of the best dining places in the No. 9 Steel Grottoes, with an excellent reputation, and the consumption is naturally very expensive, which is a lot of money for the Xin family. Originally, Xin Lin wanted to contribute by himself, but his mother insisted on refusing, so he could only do it.

Take the gravity elevator to the upper floor of the restaurant, under the leadership of the welcome lady, Xin Lin entered the box, and saw his parents at a glance, as well as his uncle Zhou Haiyuan's family of three sitting next to him.

"Son, you're here." Zhou Haiman's eyes lit up and he got up to greet him.

"Dad, Mom, Uncle, Aunt." Xin Lin stepped forward to say hello.

Zhou Haiyuan's face was excited and excited, and he said loudly: "Xin Lone, my good nephew, you really fought for our Zhou family, I heard that you have become a Force Warrior, I am proud of you, amazing!" ”

"Thank you, uncle." Xin Lin also laughed.

He knew that half of the reason why his uncle was so happy was that his uncle really cared about him very much, and the other half was because he had become a Force Warrior to break the Zhou family's heart disease.

The Zhou family has been an ordinary person for generations, and there has never been a Force warrior, which has always been a pain in the hearts of the Zhou family, and it is also a heart disease for many people in the Federation.

According to statistics, the Earth Federation has a population of 600 billion, and more than seventy percent of the people have never produced Force warriors in their ancestors, and their genes have not been optimized by the Force, which is equivalent to falling behind others on the road of genetic evolution, how can people not be in a hurry?

Even though the genetic scientists of the Federation make statements every year that all human beings on Earth have the potential to become Force Warriors, and that over time, the genes of all human beings will eventually evolve, there is still an extreme idea circulating in society that divides genetic lineage into high and low.

People who have had Force Warriors in their ancestors have noble blood and good genes, and the higher the Force cultivation of their ancestors, the more noble their bloodlines will be, while those who have not produced Force Warriors are of low blood and cannot intermarry with them!

This kind of bloodline theory is only circulated in the dark, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, but it lingers in the hearts of many people and lingers.

Now Xin Lin has become a Force Warrior, although only half of his genes come from the Zhou family, and he has no impact on the genes of the next generation of the Zhou family, but he has proved that the genes of the Zhou family can be cultivated, and the younger generations may become Force Warriors!

This undoubtedly gave the people of the Zhou family a strong confidence, and in one day, the haze was gone.

Not only his uncle Zhou Haiyuan was happy, but his aunt and cousin Zhou Ting beside him were also elated, especially Zhou Ting, looking at his cousin who felt both familiar and unfamiliar, his eyes were full of envy and expectation.

Xin Lone's gaze fell on Zhou Ting, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ting, we haven't seen each other for almost two years, how are you doing in college?" ”

Zhou Ting is five years younger than Xin Lian, and he has just entered college, and the last time the two met was at his college banquet. Zhou Ting also has an older sister, but the age difference is more than ten years, and she was not in the solar system when she was in college, she is far away more than three hundred light years, and there are few opportunities to meet, so she is not very familiar.

"Cousin, that's what college is all about, tell me how you became a Force Warrior!" Zhou Ting said a little impatiently.

He is just twenty years old this year, it is the peak of brain cell development, he used to not pay much attention to meditation, because he felt that he had no hope, but now he heard that Xin Lin is already a Force Warrior, and suddenly aroused extremely high expectations, thinking that if his cousin can succeed, maybe he can too!

Xin Lin patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, let's have a good exchange this New Year's holiday and pass on our experience to you." ”

Zhou Ting's chick nodded excitedly like pecking rice.

"Good, good!" Uncle Zhou Haiyuan smiled brightly, almost couldn't close his mouth, turned his head to his son and said: "Xiao Ting, you must follow an example and cultivate hard, but don't have too much pressure, after all, your cousin is not an ordinary Force warrior, just do your best." ”

"Dad, I see." Zhou Ting hurriedly said yes.

He had already heard from his aunt and uncle before that Xin Lin not only became a Force Samurai, but also won the championship of the Year Star Cup Martial Arts Competition, and defeated many high-level samurai with the Force cultivation of a junior samurai! Originally, he didn't believe it, but after quietly searching with his mobile phone, he was dumbfounded, is the domineering person in the video really his cousin who grew up together?

"Cousin, did you really win the Year Star Cup?" Zhou Ting couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, I even brought the trophy."

Xin Lin smiled slightly, took out the trophy from his backpack and put it on the table, and immediately made their eyes straighten, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Awesome!" For a long time, Zhou Haiyuan's father and son exclaimed in unison.

Not long after, Xin Yu's grandparents also arrived, and Xin Yu's two iron buddies also arrived with their wives and children, and the box quickly became lively.

When my grandparents learned that Xin Lin had become a Force Warrior, they burst into tears for a while and drank a few glasses happily.

As today's birthday star, there is also the New Year's Star Cup on the table, so that Xin Lin was the focus of the crowd all night, everyone was sincerely happy for Xin Lin in admiration, and asked a lot of questions, as long as it does not involve the secret of cultivation, Xin Lin will answer truthfully.

The happiest are Xin Yu and his wife, now that their son has such a great future and a bright future, they have fulfilled their wish for many years, and the smile on their faces has never stopped.

The staggered selection of the guests and the host are happy.

A few hours later, the banquet was over, and the guests were sent away, at this time Xin Yu was already drunk and dizzy, and he couldn't stand steadily, Zhou Haiman's face was also red, and his breath was full of wine, but he was still conscious and did not fall.

Xin Lin drank the most, but there was no drunkenness in his mind, he put away the trophies, and then carried his parents to the car and went home one by one.