Chapter 6: The One-Star Lord God
The next day.
The Ye family's mansion.
Practice room.
Originally, there was no practice room, and on weekdays, Ip Man practiced wooden stakes in the corner of the living room, and fortunately, he accepted Lin Fan as a disciple, and Zhang Yongcheng authorized him to change a home remedy into a practice room.
Being able to have a place at home where you are not disturbed to practice can be said to be Ip Man's dream, Zhang Yongcheng didn't allow it before, but he didn't expect to accept an apprentice, and it turned out to be a dream come true.
He felt even more that Lin Fan, a disciple, had received it correctly.
"Our Wing Chun is both offensive and defensive, one offensive and one defensive! Punch fast, and knock out the opponent in the shortest time. That's it! Ye Man stood in front of Lin Fan, with his left hand as his palm, protecting his heart, and his right hand clenched into a fist, and he quickly attacked.
The wind was swishing and the fist was shining.
"Afan, this is a stall!"
Rub! Rub! Rub!
Almost instantly, Ye Man threw several punches in a row, and the speed of the punch was as fast as lightning, but it was sharp and fast, and the air was whirring.
"Even the elimination and fighting, the day rushes to punch!"
"Clap!"
"Spread your hands!"
"Lapper!"
……
Ip Man fought vigorously, and for a whole morning, he demonstrated the basic routines of Wing Chun one by one.
Lin Fan was dizzy and fascinated, and secretly said that Ip Man was worthy of being the grandmaster of the Wing Chun generation.
Next, for most of the year, Lin Fan was secretly practicing Wing Chun with Ip Man, and the basic routines had been mastered, but if he wanted to practice his strength, he didn't think about it, he had already passed the best age to practice martial arts, and Ip Man didn't ask for it.
He passed on Lin Fan Wing Chun, just to keep him healthy, not to teach Lin Fan to be a peerless master of flying eaves and walls.
Times are different.
For example, Cheng Tinghua, a master of the Bagua Gate, is a master of gossip and has high skills, and his reputation is shocking martial arts. When the Eight-Nation Coalition invaded the capital, he couldn't get used to it, so he went into battle to kill the enemy, and was finally besieged by the foreign gun team and swept to death directly on the roof.
This was the case decades ago, let alone now.
"Drop! The trainee main god is currently pretending to have a pressure value of 100 points, is it upgraded to a one-star main god? ”
"It's finally here. Upgrade! ”
"Drop! The host, Lin Fan, has been promoted from the intern main god to the one-star main god, which can be permanently bound to the pretending system and the core software. ”
"Drop! The completion status of the mission is as follows. ”
"Task 1: Apprentice to Ip Man and make a name for himself. Finish! ”
"Mission 2: Save Hong Zhennan and defeat the tornado."
"Task 3: Upgrade to a one-star main god. Finish! ”
The corners of Lin Fan's mouth hooked, in the first world, the three tasks are not too difficult, to complete the second one, he can only wait until he goes to Hong Kong, and he is not in a hurry.
"Bring up my current attributes."
[Host: Lin Fan]
[Level: One-Star Main God]
[Loading point: 0]
[Strength: 12; Dexterity: 14; Potential: 90%】
[Exercise: Wing Chun. 】
[Level: Early stage of the Body Refining Realm.] 】
Strength and agility are based on ordinary people, the reference value is 10, and the potential is based on himself, which has been developed by 90%.
Cultivation level, his current authority only knows the body refining realm, which is divided into the early, middle, and late stages, and then the qi refining realm, which is divided into nine layers, and needs to open the eight veins and twelve canons of the human body.
If the internal qi is refined, it will be turned into true qi, which can be released externally.
Whether it is a martial arts novel or a national art system, the best age to cultivate internal strength is around ten years old, Lin Fan must have missed it, and he can only hope for the future.
"System."
"Please call me the assistant of the Lord God."
"Yes." Lin Fan is as good as a stream, but he just doesn't change, "System, I want to know what 'potential' is all about?" ”
“……”
It is estimated that the assistant of the main god was also so angry that he rolled his eyes, but he still had to do the work that should be done, and immediately replied: "'Potential' is different from the two attributes of 'strength' and 'agility', and it is based on yourself. ”
"Then I'm already 90% now, doesn't it mean that if I increase to 100%, there will be no potential to be tapped?"
"Not really."
Lin Fan nodded.
Of course, it is impossible, for example, martial arts, some people have studied for more than ten years to practice a martial art, but some people only practice it once and master it almost the same, and it will take a few months to achieve the same effect, the reason is that everyone has different talents in martial arts.
Another meaning of potential is talent.
"Recently, the situation has become more and more chaotic, and we must prepare in advance." He looked at today's headlines in the newspapers, two months ago, the Lugou Bridge Incident broke out, and then the Japanese army occupied many northern areas with lightning speed.
It's time to come, but it's still coming after all.
The Lugou Bridge Incident broke out, the whole country fell into turmoil, the economy was greatly affected, and the "Guoshu Daily" gradually couldn't make ends meet, Lin Fan decisively withdrew, announced the suspension of publication, and prepared for the next escape from Foshan.
Money can make ghosts grind, his strategy is to use money to open the way, in case of emergency, secretly organized a group of people, in nature, basically equivalent to modern mercenaries.
For most of the past six months, in addition to practicing, most of his energy has been focused on promoting the fame of Wing Chun, and "Guoshu Bao" has played a vital role. Of course, this brought a lot of trouble to Ip Man, but he originally had a lot of trouble, who made him the number one in Foshan, and any more was nothing.
The key is Wing Chun!
Through the efforts of most of the year, the name of Wing Chun was completely launched in public opinion, and this atmosphere immediately spread to Hong Kong, so as to complete the mission of the first middle school to become famous Wing Chun.
"If you get another 100 points, you can exchange it for a punch man, I feel like I feel good when I think about it, and I still have to work hard." Lin Fan's eyes sparkled.
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In June 1939, in the city of Foshan, a dilapidated small building.
In October 1938, Foshan fell, and the Japanese army wreaked havoc on factories, equipment, and buildings. There are only more than 70,000 people left in Foshan, with more than 300,000 people, and only more than 10 workshops in the city continue to produce, and the people's livelihood is withering.
In the same year, the Japanese army occupied the Ye family's mansion, and the Ip Man family of three was driven out, but the vast majority of Foshan, with more than 300,000 people, fled, and many houses were idle, but there was also a place to live.
"There's no rice again." Zhang Yongcheng dragged the rice jar out from under the bed, looking at the scattered dozens of grains of rice, and was embarrassed for a while.
Ip Man was a little uneasy, a few days ago, Master Liao and Wu idiot Lin were all killed, and in anger, he made a brazen move, and he didn't know what the Japanese army would do to him.
Hearing this, he immediately stood up and said, "I will go to the coal mine immediately and advance the next month's salary with the boss." ”
"Don't go, people have to eat, last time you made an advance made others very difficult." Zhang Yongcheng said.
Ip Man looked stunned and sat down.
At this moment, a cry of joy and joy came from outside: "Big brother, you are here, and you have delicious food!" "That's Ye Zhun's voice, the one who can be called big brother by him is, of course, Lin Fan.
Lin Fan picked up Ye Zhun on his shoulders, put down the rice bag, took out a few candies from his arms and stuffed them into his hands, lifted the rice bag again, walked upstairs, and shouted, "Master, I'm here." ”
"Afan, come in." Ip Man shouted.
Lin Fan walked in, handed the twenty-pound bag of rice to Zhang Yongcheng, and said with a smile: "Master, rice has been in short supply recently, and I am only here now." ”
Zhang Yongcheng was so surprised and moved in his heart that he couldn't help but cry, his right hand gently pressed on Lin Fan's shoulder, and his voice was slightly choked: "Afan, this time is really thanks to you." If it wasn't for the medicine you sent last time, Shi Niang might have been gone ......for a long time."
"Master, where are you talking about this, you are blessed with great fortune, and you have to live a long life." Before Zhang Yongcheng finished speaking, Lin Fan had already interrupted with a smile.
Ye Man looked at Lin Fan with a complicated expression, and said: "You can't eat enough, why do you still bring rice, didn't I tell you, I have already found a job in the coal mine." ”
He has a high temperament, and he and Zhou Qingquan have been old friends for decades, but he refuses to accept the other party's help.
Of course, there is a more important reason, in the chaotic world, no matter who it is, life is very difficult, and he really refuses to drag others down.
Lin Fanha smiled and said, "Master, you didn't even pay homage to the teacher at that time. Besides, it is natural for apprentices to honor their masters. Besides, I'm full of food alone, and the whole family doesn't have to worry, Master, don't be polite to me......"
Ye Man was still waiting to say more, and when he glanced at Ye Zhun, he couldn't bear it, and sighed lightly: "Thank you for your hard work." Ah Zhun, you go down there and play. ”
Lin Fan put down Ye Zhun, and Ye Zhun ran out happily.
Zhang Yongcheng also said: "Then I'll go down to make a fire and cook, and eat together immediately." ”
During this time, Lin Fan has been persuading Ip Man to leave, but firstly, the Chinese people have always been relocated to a peaceful land, and they will never leave unless they have to, and secondly, this is his roots, and Hong Kong is controlled by the British after all.
It was a completely foreign place, and fear was taken for granted, so he was cautious.