Wu Quan, who was holding a bulging plastic bag, pulled Wu Yong out of Wu Yong's house, walked towards his house, and said: "Brother, it's terrible, my master is here today, and I originally planned to build a shed and go home, but I didn't expect it to be delayed until this time, which is disrespectful to my master." ”

His master is also surnamed Wu, although he is in his early seventies, his body is still tough, his legs and feet are also very flexible, and his body always exudes a strong majesty, from these points of view, he does not look like an old man at all, but his snow-like hair shows that he is old, just an old man with excellent body and a little tough.

No matter how bravely he commanded the storm when he was young, he was still an ordinary old man when he was old, and he couldn't resist the ruthless destruction of the years.

The hero's white head, like a beauty, is no longer young, with a different kind of tragedy!

Now he is standing quietly in the open space in front of the gate of Wu Yong's house, like a straight javelin, with a trace of loneliness in his eyes, looking at the sky in the distance for a long time, perhaps reminiscing about the eventful years of the past.

In fact, no one knows his experience and his past, not even Wu Quan, who is his most proud disciple, because he has never said anything about his past, including the decades of experience in his youth.

However, no one can ignore his existence, and no one dares to underestimate him, so with the deeds of once smashing a bluestone as big as a grinding disc with one palm, his prestige has spread for a long time in Wengang, a small county town.

Wu Quan pulled Wu Yong to the door of the house with a quick step, stopped in front of the master, and said respectfully: "Master, it's windy outside, go in and take shelter." ”

It is already the weather at the end of October, and there is a hint of cold in the evening breeze, and for an old man, such a cold wind blowing for too long will make him sick.

The master moved his gaze to Wu Quan and Wu Yong, the loneliness on his face disappeared immediately, showed a faint smile, and nodded: "Well, let's go, go to the backyard, let me see if your skills have progressed." ”

It is not surprising that he included Wu Yong, because as long as he taught Wu Quan any boxing techniques or martial arts methods, Wu Quan would teach Wu Yong in the blink of an eye, after all, the two were closer than brothers.

He never stopped it, but acquiesced to Wu Quan's behavior, because although Wu Yong's qualifications for martial arts training are not as good as Wu Quan's, he is also considered a genius.

Therefore, he and Wu Yong do not have the name of master and apprentice, but they have the reality of master and apprentice.

The three of them walked in the door, Wu Yong said hello to his uncle and aunt, and went to the backyard with his eldest brother and master.

The master instructed Wu Quan to practice his fists and feet, and then tested his hard qigong, with a satisfied smile on his face, Wu Quan is indeed a talent that can be created, worthy of being his closed disciple, and then shot his gaze on Wu Yong, which means needless to say.

Wu comprehended with his heart, and practiced his fists and feet vigorously, although he was not as skilled and powerful as Wu Quan, but the master was already very satisfied, after all, he spent very little time to guide Wu, and Wu used far less time to practice his fists and feet than Wu Quan.

"Master, our skills are not bad, right?" Wu Quan asked when he saw Wu using his fist.

"Well, yes, it's good to exercise, but don't expect to fight people with this kind of boxing. Master Wu sighed and said, "In an era like this, boxing is no longer very useful, and no matter how powerful a person is, he can't be as powerful as a gun." ”

Indeed, where are there still people who fight with their fists and feet? It is either guns or air and space weapons, and no matter how skillful a person is, he will not dare to be arrogant casually, otherwise he will be secretly shot and bombarded, and it will not be too much worse if he does not die.

"Master, if you cultivate your internal strength, can you block the bullet?" Wu asked with something in his words.

Master Wu showed a hint of loneliness on his face, and shook his head: "I don't think so, but people with advanced internal skills have an extremely fast reaction speed and a sensitive sense of danger, and if you want to hit him with a gun, it should be difficult to do it, unless you use a submachine gun to strafe." But now that the master who has cultivated internal strength no longer exists, there is no way to confirm it. ”

"Master, why can't people cultivate internal strength now?" It is Wu Quan's dream to cultivate internal strength, he has asked this question more than once, and Master can't think of the reason, and now he can't help but ask again with a look of fascination.

"Since the appearance of guns, internal strength has withdrawn from the stage of history, and no one can cultivate internal strength later, and no one knows the reason. It's a pity!" the master sighed.

Wu Yong had already speculated the reason: that is, since the Industrial Revolution, the pollution has become more and more serious, and the aura in the heaven and earth has been polluted, and the cultivation of internal strength has been in vain. And Happiness Star and Feng Dengxing don't have this situation, so he can cultivate internal force, and Bai Xu can also emit a half-foot-long sword qi on the sword, and that kind of sword qi is estimated to be the embodiment of internal force, so he asked curiously: "Master, I don't know how powerful the internal strength of our earth is?

"Hehe, of course it's powerful, turning over the river and the sea, and flying the clouds and fog are all the use of internal force, but that was a matter of ancient times, and then of course there was no such powerful master, now, don't even think about it. Master said with a smile.

"This is great, it's cool to be home!" Wu Yong was very excited, as long as he continued to cultivate in the Happiness Star, which was full of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, he would cultivate to this point sooner or later, and now there was already an air mass the size of a child's fist in his dantian, and it would automatically flow slowly in some meridians of his body.

"What's the use of not being able to cultivate internal strength? The stronger the power of internal strength, the more regretful I will be, and I will be in pain!" Wu Quan slapped Wu Yong on the shoulder angrily.

Wu Yong smiled and said, "Big brother, Master, I have a secret, but you have to keep it secret before I say it." He decided to inform them about his cultivation of internal strength, after all, how to further cultivate in the future still had to be taught by the master.

"Secrets? You have too many secrets, right? Don't worry, Big Brother and Master will naturally keep it a secret. Wu Quan already knew some of the secrets of Wu Yong's use of catching soft-shelled turtles, and now he was naturally surprised.

Wu Yong lowered his voice and said, "Master, eldest brother, I have cultivated according to the meditation exercise, and now I have cultivated my internal strength, a ball the size of an egg, and I can still flow all over my body, like a mouse." ”

"Hahaha, brother, you can't be dreaming, right?" Wu Quan is willing to believe it, he thinks he is a genius in cultivation, his qualifications are higher than Wu Yong's, his cultivation is earlier than Wu Yong's, and he is much harder, and he has not cultivated the internal strength of a fart, and Wu Yong actually said that he has cultivated his internal strength, which is nonsense at all.

Master Wu also shook his head with a smile on his face.

He has cultivated all his life and has not cultivated his internal strength, and now a little kid who has only been cultivating for a few years actually says that he has cultivated his internal strength, is this possible?