The heavy snowfall overnight covered the entire city in silver. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The strong light reflected outside the info window woke Ling Feng up, looked at his phone, and found that it was only five o'clock in the morning, and he had woken up nearly an hour earlier.

Ling Feng didn't lie in bed, even in his previous life. The world in which Ling Feng is located at this moment is a martial world, and the strength of physical fitness often determines a person's status and dignity in this world.

It has been half a year since he came to this world, and Ling Feng has already adapted to it. Aside from the martial arts, this place is not much different from the earth of the twenty-first century. Moreover, the country where Ling Feng is now is actually the same as his previous life, called Huaxia!

Silently dressed, after washing up, Ling Feng changed into a pair of white low-top sneakers, ready to go out! At this time, Ling Feng's mother in this world seemed to hear Ling Feng's movements, and walked out of the room in her pajamas and said to Ling Feng: "Why is it so early today? Wait for your mother to make you breakfast, eat and then leave!"

Although, in the past six months, Ling Feng has tasted the breakfast made by his mother countless times. But at this moment, my heart is still slightly warm. After all, in the previous life, he was an orphan! Therefore, Ling Feng is very satisfied now, his parents are alive, but his family background is not so important. After graduating from high school, I found a job working in a martial arts hall. The income is not much, but it is enough for self-preservation.

"No need, Mom, you can sleep a little longer!" Ling Feng said, pushing open the door and plunging headlong into the cold.

The Brother Martial Arts Hall is located in the western suburbs of Jiangbei City, about a dozen kilometers away from Ling Feng's home, the martial arts hall opens at nine o'clock in the morning every day, and Ling Feng's job is to clean the martial arts hall before it opens, and then wait for the students to come to the martial arts hall to study, and do some miscellaneous work.

Half an hour later, Ling Feng appeared in front of the gate of the Brother Martial Arts Hall, which is a three-story small building, the door is decorated with classical and generous decoration, and there is a couplet on both sides of the gate: "Shangtianxia martial arts are all brothers in the four seas, and the five lakes of Chinese kung fu are one family." "As soon as you look at this couplet, you know that the owner of the martial arts hall is a character who likes to make friends with heroes in the world.

"I got up too early today, it's still early for the martial arts hall to open, I can practice a little more today!" Ling Feng looked at the closed door, frowned slightly, and then turned his head to look around, except for the white expanse, there were several sanitation workers nervously shoveling the snow in the middle of the road.

Five minutes later, in the grove south of the Brothers Martial Arts Hall, Ling Feng's figure appeared. At this moment, Ling Feng, the whole person is like an ape, and it seems to be riding on a galloping horse, his body is slightly curled, his legs are not straight, but have a slight bend, and his upper body is rhythmically slightly undulating.

If Ling Feng was seen by a martial arts master at this moment, he would definitely show a disdainful expression, and even rushed directly to Ling Feng to denounce: "Crooked and heretical ways, not a son of man!" The beginning of martial arts originated from standing piles, but my Chinese martial arts have gone from the most basic horse step pile to the most popular big virtual step pile, and there are many types, but I have never seen such a pile step like you! It is really unteachable, and rotten wood cannot be carved!"

In China, everyone is martial, and martial arts masters are often revered by tens of thousands of people, just like the film and television stars in Ling Feng's previous life. Even some people, who are born with weak bodies, narrow meridians, or physical disabilities and cannot practice martial arts, will often recite martial arts in their hearts and often talk about martial arts in their mouths.

Therefore, a pile step like Ling Feng will definitely be regarded as an outlier. However, the benefits of this heterogeneous pile step were only clear to Ling Feng in his heart.

In his previous life, Ling Feng died in a car accident. When he was unconscious, an illusory figure appeared in front of him. And this figure is also the only thing that Ling Feng brought to this world. Half a year ago, Ling Feng was just a martial arts enthusiast who didn't even have a grade, and Ling Feng, who had been standing on the pile for half a year, although he still hadn't participated in the martial arts test of this world at the moment, he found that those students in the Brother Martial Arts Hall were gradually becoming weaker and weaker in their own eyes.

"Whew!" A long white gas whistled out from Ling Feng's mouth, like a water arrow, condensed but not dispersed, shooting straight into the ground three inches of snow, leaving a shallow hole.

Ling Feng was satisfied with the stump and began to surround a small tree, practicing the "Wind Palm" that he had secretly learned in the Brothers' Martial Arts Gym. This martial art can be said to be one of the most basic martial arts among the many martial arts in China, and it is almost a household name, and even a doll in elementary school can make a few moves. But the whole set of palm techniques has a total of one hundred and eight moves, if you want to learn it completely and give full play to the full power of the palm technique, it must be whimsical not to go to the martial arts hall to learn systematically.

Bang Bang ...... Ling Feng finally learned all the moves of this palm technique a month ago, and at this moment, his hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, and wherever his palms went, they were like firecrackers igniting, and a crisp sound instantly broke the quiet of the morning in the grove.

At this moment, if you look closely, although Ling Feng keeps making palms around a pine tree the thickness of a bowl, none of his palms really hit the trees.

Those popping sounds are the sound of air explosions produced by slapping on the air and squeezing the air in an instant.

Three minutes later, Ling Feng's one hundred and eight "Wind Palms" were all beaten, and his body was as stable as the pine tree beside him. It can be described as: quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit!

"Huh?" Ling Feng, who had calmed down, found that more than ten meters away from him, stood a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old wearing a pink tracksuit and a ponytail. The girl's face was as white as porcelain, and her facial features were impeccable. A sportswear makes his figure bumpy and his demeanor is outstanding.

When the girl saw Ling Feng looking towards her, her little pink face became even redder, she lowered her head slightly, and immediately seemed to think of something strange, and walked towards the boy in front of her with a delicate face but a little thin.

"My name is Chu Yanran, my family lives near here, and I often pass by this grove when I run in the morning. Chu Yanran said here, paused slightly, and then covered her mouth and smiled, "I .......often see you often, and I want to ask you a question countless times!"

"Huh?" Ling Feng was stunned, he didn't expect the girls in this world to be so direct, and came over early in the morning to talk. Ling Feng was naturally not stupid enough to refuse such a girl's accosting: "Then you have a chance to ask today!"

Chu Yanran coughed lightly, probably trying to restrain her smile, "I often see you practicing the 'Wind Palm', but you have also played the essence of this set of martial arts. But what kind of pile were you standing on?"

"This ......." Ling Feng's heart was also messy, except for standing on this pile, knowing that this pile had made his physique change greatly within half a year, he really couldn't tell the ins and outs of this pile.

After being stunned for half a minute, Ling Feng said slowly: "This pile is called 'Non-mainstream Pile'!" Since the only martial art he can know, "Wind Palm", is the mainstream martial art in this world, then it is understandable that this pile is called "Non-mainstream Pile", Ling Feng thought to himself.

"Flutter!" Chu Yanran laughed directly this time, "Non-mainstream pile, such a weird name." But I really want to say that the posture you stand in this pile really looks like a big horse monkey. ”

"Forehead......" Ling Feng was suddenly petrified.