"I'll go!" A small man on the side quickly rushed into the back room, and soon took a wooden lattice, which had many small lattices, and each compartment contained different snacks.

What chicken feet, melon seeds, grapes, chestnuts, wheat sugar, etc., in such a season, in such an environment, you can still eat these good things.

It can be seen that Old Man Zheng's life is not an ordinary nourishment.

He picked up a chicken paw and nibbled on the heart.

"It's a little salty. ”

"Okay, I'll talk about this in detail, why. ”

He took it slowly, put down his chicken feet, and licked his lips.

"Well, the reason, this...."

He looked around at the circle of people waiting for him to speak.

"Why? Don't you go to practice anymore? You can grow your strength just by listening to bragging?

"Go, go, go, let me continue! Work hard day and night, and when you use it, you won't regret it!"

He picked up a wicker stick from the back of the chair and whipped it at a few people.

The wicker crackled loudly, causing a circle of men to grin and scatter.

Only Wei Yiyi was left.

"Okay, now, let's continue, just now, where did you go?" Old man Zheng grabbed his hair.

"When it comes to how different we are from ordinary people. Wei He quickly answered.

"Well, yes, here it is. "This old man is so slow that he wants to smoke him.

He took a long breath, then slowly exhaled it.

"Why do we practice martial arts? Isn't it just to be able to beat others?"

"Yes, yes. Wei He nodded. He was also very curious at this time, the martial arts and martial arts in this world were still not what he was in his previous life.

In the previous life, Huaxia's martial arts continued to weaken because they could not keep up with the times, so that they were easily defeated by a group of people who practiced sanda.

The army was defeated.

To say that Chinese martial arts can't be fought from ancient times to the present, Wei He doesn't believe it, after all, there are endless masters emerging from all dynasties and generations, and among the more than a billion people in Nuoda, there are always people who study hard and practice hard, and it is impossible for all of them to be garbage.

Why can't I beat Sanda, it is estimated that the biggest possibility is that I am complacent and lack actual combat.

So he was also very curious about what the martial arts of this world were like.

Old man Zheng rubbed for a while, and finally stopped selling Guanzi.

"This martial arts practice is to beat people. If we can beat people well, our goal of martial arts training will be achieved.

Therefore, martial arts is to practice the skills of using various methods to win and kill others. ”

He concluded.

"I don't know what other people think, but that's the foundation of my return to the mountain. ”

Old man Zheng touched his beard: "And the most fundamental thing that can beat others is actually to see who has the most strength, who is fast, and who can hit accurately." And, who can resist more!"

This kind of insight can only be summed up by a veteran master like you, master. Wei He hurriedly praised.

Old man Zheng smiled, "The reason is very simple, but how to make yourself strong, faster, more accurate, and more resistant?

That's what we do when we practice martial arts. But...."

His voice changed.

"You can't do it all. "It is said that this old man Zheng was a talent when he was young, and when he spoke, he was different from others.

He sighed.

"People's energy is also extremely limited, and talent cannot be taken care of everywhere. Therefore, it is already very good to be able to train in one direction to the extreme. ”

He looked at Wei He.

"When I go back to mountain boxing, I practice both hands and fists. ”

"Rich people can use good gloves to enhance fist attacks and protection. But you don't have the money. Old man Zheng said lazily.

"So, let's practice, practice your fists hard, train your strength greatly, and hit people well. ”

He stood up and pointed to a tall, wooden-faced man.

"Zhao Hong, you are responsible for taking your little junior brother. Let him train his strength first. ”

"Oh...," the man replied honestly.

Wei He looked at the man, compared the size of him and the others around him, and felt that this Zhao Hong's strength might be quite strong.

"Little junior brother, my name is Zhao Hong, I am a senior brother, I will teach you how to practice strength first. However, you need to eat meat to train your strength, so you have to find a way to make up for the food first. ”

"I understand!" Wei He nodded seriously. "By the way, senior brother, I don't know, have you ever heard of an internal training master?"

"What is the internal practice? I don't know. Zhao Hong shook his head, and it could be seen that this was an honest personality.

Tall, muscular, and honest and obedient, it is estimated that in this yard, he is often instructed.

"As soon as you came today, follow me to practice lifting stones. ”

"Lifting stones?" Wei He felt a bit of a pit, he paid so much money, and he was just pulled to lift stones?

"Yes, but this move is also skillful. When you lift, be slow and slow. At the same time, I have a little bit of the method of returning to the mountain boxing here, you have to remember. ”

Zhao Hong seriously led Wei He to a corner where there were large stones piled up.

"This method is that the body is like a floating willow, light as the wind, and the feet are rooted and have the strength to move. Zhao Hong recited a slip.

"......" Wei He was speechless, this mantra seemed to be a little different from what he imagined.

"Let's practice first. Zhao Hong took a stone, about the same width as his body, and then hugged it in the middle of his arm, up and down, at least a hundred catties of big stones, in his hands, it was easy to go up and down, soft and floating.

But although his upper body was moving, his feet were fixed in place as if they had taken root.

Wei He seemed to understand a little.

"Is this training?" he asked.

"This is, just find your own suitable stone. Zhao Hong explained, "This training is followed by practice, skin grinding, then footwork, and finally actual combat." You have to practice until you have a lot of blood and energy, and you break the stake with your fists without pain, and it's almost time to take the next step. ”

"Senior brother, this qi and blood are heavy, are there any signs of division? How can I judge the degree of my qi and blood?" Wei He asked carefully.

"There are several levels of my Huishan boxing, which are cowhide, stone skin, and iron skin. It refers to the effect that the hardness of your fist can achieve, and you can try it yourself later, as long as you reach the cowhide, your qi and blood are enough. Zhao Hong introduced.

"Understood. Wei He nodded, "So when can it start?"

"Right now. "Zhao Hong doesn't play a little sloppy.

Wei He didn't say a word, and stepped forward with the assistance of Zhao Hong to pick a stone.

After practicing for an afternoon, he soon became sore and weak, but the magic time appeared.

In addition to Professor Huishanquan, Old Man Zheng also serves a special medicinal soup called Xiaowan Soup.

As long as you pay the money, you can get it, one bowl a day.

Zhao Hong brought him a bowl, and after drinking it, Wei He actually lost his soreness at all the next morning.

He immediately understood that although this world seemed to be similar to the previous life, it must have its own uniqueness in the details.

This time, the old man Zheng of Mountain Boxing can always rely on teaching people to mix rice, and he has such a big reputation and such an expensive fee, he must have something extraordinary.

After all, this year's tuition is equivalent to the entire cost of a family of three for a year.

Now the world is not good, silver is not as valuable as before, and prices are soaring, but this old man is still living quite well, which shows his ability to make money.

From this day on, Wei He practiced hard with Zhao Hong every day, taking one day off every three days, and during this holiday, he continued to do homework for those young masters and young ladies, and secretly learned literacy by the way.

While making money, while spending, there is still a balance back and forth.

And the second sister, Wei Ying, also simply lived in a house near Old Man Zheng's side.

The house was owned by Old Man Zheng, and for the sake of not being paid, he gave it to Wei Ying for free.

Although it is a little broken, it is better than being harassed by Chen Biao and the others.

Everything was temporarily settled, and Wei He immersed himself in hard work.

Chen Biao's three people, he doesn't have the strength to solve them in a short time, but it doesn't matter.

It's a long time coming.

The days passed.

Wei He also honestly began to practice hard day by day. Every day before dawn, I get up and work hard.

Although Old Man Zheng also provided food, he still prepared extra meatloaf for himself to eat after the workout.

In order to ensure that the body grows a large amount of needs every day, and at the same time, it is also necessary to provide additional nutrients to the Breaking Realm Bead.

A large amount of silver money was spent, and with the change of time, Wei He's body and bones became stronger and stronger.

The Realm Breaking Bead on his chest also slowly turned black. It's just that it still hasn't reached the pure black that can be used.

And seeing that he settled down in the courtyard of the Zheng family, Chen Biao and the three of them restrained a little.

It's just that every time I meet him and his second sister when they go home, I can always see Chen Biao's sneaky and ill-intentioned eyes.

In the blink of an eye, more than three months have passed.

Call....

It's not dawn yet.

Wei He hugged a large stone with both hands, mobilized the strength of his whole body, and kept moving back and forth, up and down.

Around him, there were also other men who returned to the mountain boxing, and they worked hard together.

After correcting his posture and tips for a while, the elder brother stopped paying attention to it and went on to teach another newcomer.

Wei He practiced strength every day, although it was boring and boring, but he felt the feeling of becoming stronger day by day, but he was quite at ease.

"Senior Brother Xiaohe, how is it today? Can you get a hundred pounds?"

In the empty space on the right, the third senior brother Cheng Shaojiu took off his outer robe, revealing a short body inside.

Then pick up a stone from the corner and start warming up as well.

In the past few months, he and Wei He have gotten closer.

At the beginning, he took the initiative to get closer to this little junior brother under the idea of Wei He's second sister.

It was only after later contact that I found that Wei He was a person who was silent on the surface, but he was tenacious and committed to him, and he had many extraordinary insights.

Cheng Shaojiu has been around for a long time, but he has an interest in making friends with Wei He.

And Wei He didn't have any ill feelings towards this third senior brother who had a somewhat out-of-character personality.

The two got closer to each other.

"A hundred pounds is still not good, my training time is still too short. Wei He shook his head and gently put down the seventy catties of stones in his hand. Move the joints.

"Don't be in a hurry, there's a song party in the afternoon, in a town in the south of the city, I heard that this time it's the pipa everyone, and it must be extraordinary, I'm going to listen to it, are you together?"

Cheng Shaojiu's attitude towards Wei He is different from others, this guy likes to be vassally elegant, and he quickly recognizes Wei He, who is literate and has extraordinary opinions, as his own.

So as soon as there is such an event, he will be notified as soon as possible.

Although Wei He hadn't been there once, the reason why he enjoyed it was probably more of a faint show off.

After all, in these years, it will not be the poor people who can still listen to music.

"No, Third Senior Brother, I asked you to help me inquire about it, is there any news?" Wei He rested, picked up a stone again, and continued to practice.