The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Wu Peng, and said lazily: "It's me, see a doctor or buy medicine?" ”

"See a doctor."

"I'm only treating bruises here, what's wrong with you?"

"There was a problem with the practice." Wu Peng replied simply.

"Huh? Lian Jiazi? Only then did the old man's eyes fully open, and he looked Wu Peng up and down with interest, and then he showed a look of surprise, and his mouth was full of snort, and he gloated: "If you practice boxing like this, you can be regarded as a wonder." Which gym are you from? Which bastard master are you worshipping? ”

"Didn't go into the gym." Wu Peng smiled slightly bitterly, "It's really a bastard, not my master." Huang Lao, can you take a look? ”

"Well, reach out, I'll take your pulse."

Wu Peng walked over and squatted beside Huang Lao and stretched out a hand. The old man stretched out two fingers and put them on his wrist, and with a slight shake, Wu Peng immediately felt as if an electric current flowed out of the old man's fingertips, instantly swimming through his meridians.

Master......

Wu Peng sighed in his heart, he no longer has a trace of underestimation of the magic of kung fu now, this is not a means of fighting for strength, but a profound knowledge. It's so amazing and profound, it's hard to believe if you can't experience it yourself.

One pile in three years...... When the words came out of the doctor's mouth, he scoffed at it. But now he was deeply confused and confused. If that's the case, then why didn't Tony mention it to him at all?

Even if Tony had his purpose, it could never be to train him. Then what is the reason why he directly taught himself four hammers and did not mention any standing piles at all?

Wu Peng wouldn't ask Tony about this, and he didn't want to ask. Fortunately, he now has a better choice, which is the old Huang in front of him.

If Huang Lao couldn't answer, he would have to find a way to ask Ma Jun.

Wu Peng was thinking about things when he heard Huang Lao suddenly say "huh" again.

"You're practicing Xinyi Fist?" Huang Lao asked in surprise.

Wu Peng was more surprised than him: "Can you see it? ”

"There are traces of strength in your body, and the root strength comes from the spring, which is unique to Xinyi Fist, I see something strange." The old man said disapprerovingly, "But why are you so brutal?" Why didn't your bastard master correct you earlier? ”

"What kind of root, what kind of spring?" Wu Peng was stunned, "Huang Lao, can you try to speak in the vernacular?" I've only been learning boxing for three days, and I haven't touched the ...... you said."

"Three days?" Huang Lao's eyes widened violently, "Don't talk nonsense, you kid, if you can practice like this in three days, my old eyes will be gouged out and given to you for nothing." ”

Wu Peng was stunned, and vaguely felt that he seemed to have accidentally touched something very remarkable.

He said tentatively: "Old Huang, I have practiced myself, how can I listen to your tone as if I am amazing?" ”

"You really don't know?" Huang Lao was suspicious.

"I don't know." Wu Peng said sincerely, "I won't tell you anything, someone taught me a routine in the Heart Liuhe Fist three days ago, and then I have been practicing for the past three days, and the result is like this." As for what you said, I haven't touched it at all. ”

"Hiss......" Huang Lao showed an extremely shocked look, gasped, and muttered: "So, it really only took you three days to find your strength-no, your body injury was not caused all at once!" ”

Huang Lao stood up abruptly and asked eagerly, "When did you start feeling sore?" Is it the kind of soreness that has a hundred pains all over the body? ”

"Oh, old Huang, your description is too apt!" Wu Peng slapped his palm, as if he had found a soulmate, "It's really a hundred pains...... When? Of course, it was the first time I played a complete routine, which was three days ago. ”

"W-How is this possible?" Huang Lao was completely shocked with an expression of indescribable shock, "So, when you first come into contact with kung fu, you can exert your strength?" ”

"Energetic?" Wu Peng said cautiously, "Although the person who taught me said to relax my whole body, I still used a little strength, so I have to raise my arms and legs, right?" Huang Lao, shouldn't this be how my illness came? Is it impossible to use any strength? ”

Huang Lao looked at Wu Peng for a long time in a daze, and sighed: "You really don't understand at all......"

Wu Peng spread his hands, do you still need to say it?

"So, you can put up a shelf and show me." Huang Lao thought for a while and said, "You don't need to play routines, just step on the chicken step of your heart." ”

"Chicken step?" Wu Peng looked dazed.

"You don't even know the chicken steps?" Huang Lao was angry, "What kind of bastard thing is teaching you boxing?" Isn't this a misguided child? What a bastard, what a bastard! ”

It seems that it is not Wu Peng who is practicing the waste, but he is like Huang Lao, this old man is quite angry and corrupt.

Wu Peng felt a trace of warmth in his heart, and he could hear that this old man really felt sorry for him.

"I'll put on a show." Wu Peng stood up.

Taking a deep breath, he once again visualized Tony's fierce posture in his mind, and naturally moved, leaning forward slightly, his hand was horizontal, and his eyes moved with his fist.

With this movement, hundreds of painful methods suddenly surged all over his body, and Wu Peng snorted in pain, and suddenly collapsed, and cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.

Huang Lao grabbed Wu Peng, who was about to go limp, and shouted excitedly: "Okay! Good! Good! ”

After calling three good words in a row, Huang Lao helped Wu Peng to the recliner he was sitting on before, and then walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, frowning deeply, as if he was weighing a very important matter.

Finally, he stopped, sighed deeply and shook his head: "Can't break the rules......" As he spoke, he looked at Wu Peng deeply, shook his head again with a regretful face, and sighed deeply: "Why didn't you let me touch it three days ago?" ”

Wu Peng's heart moved, and said: "Old Huang, listen to what you mean, am I not bad at learning boxing?" Do you have the intention of taking in disciples? ”

"Your talent is not bad!" Huang Lao said angrily, "Do you know that even in the era when the grandmasters of the Republic of China came out, my master Mr. Ye did not have a spirit like you, do you say that your talent is not great?" ”

Am I more talented than Ip Man?

Wu Peng was stunned all of a sudden, is this really teasing me? I'm a slinged otaku who doesn't have mustard for three meals of instant noodles a day, and I even have to go to the hospital to hang glucose when I'm weak, you tell me that I'm a one-in-a-million martial arts genius?

What's so embarrassing about that? Hahahaha!

"Elder Huang, since you said that my talent is so powerful, and you have the intention of accepting apprentices, why do you want to give up on me again?" Wu Peng was praised a little flutteringly, and his tone became a lot more confident. "Do you think I've apprenticed?"

"What is it to have worshipped a teacher?" Old Huang glared, "Just your bastard master, don't let me see him, otherwise I'll see him once!" If you don't have such a serious injury, I don't care if you worship the teacher or not, Lao Tzu will grab it directly! ”

"Is it because of my injuries?" Wu Peng's heart suddenly lifted, "Old Huang, shouldn't it be cured?" ”

"What nonsense?" Huang Lao said angrily, "Isn't it just muscle strain and displacement of the five organs?" How did you get hurt, how do you make up for it? What is the problem with this injury for a boxer who has practiced strength? ”

"Jin?" This is the word Wu Peng heard the most today, he thought that strength was strength, but now it seems that it is not so simple.

"Come in with me." Huang Lao sighed regretfully again, "Speaking of which, we still have some origins in Wing Chun and Xinyi Boxing. Hong Kong's Xinyi Fist has long been lost, and if you get a four-hammer, you will be a baby, alas...... Don't you know that the core thing of Xinyi Fist is the "Guarding the Cave Dust Technique", and the fist is not four, but - twelve! ”

Wu Peng was dumbfounded when he heard this, and at this moment, his consciousness was suddenly pulled into his mind, and the mysterious jade pendant once again glowed brightly.

"Trigger the hidden quest to unlock the exclusive plane construction system, the first phase of the quest requires ......"