The moment he opened the system panel, Chen Fu suddenly felt blessed to his heart, and he inexplicably had a feeling in his heart.

"Could it be that this martial arts is biased towards perception?"

Chen Fuqi said, then looked at the system panel.

[Martial Destiny-Eight Formations: Comprehension increases when practicing the exercises of the first three lives]

Before he could think carefully about how to increase his comprehension, an extra phantom suddenly appeared in his mind, and he slowly dismantled the eight moves of Taizu Long Fist into eight basic postures.

"These eight basic postures actually contain the world's boxing principles, and if you are proficient, you can deal with all situations."

"It's no wonder that even the Gandao Palace has to choose this Taizu Long Fist as a practice for disciples to practice when they are getting started."

He couldn't help but rejoice, feeling that he understood a little bit of the deep meaning of the Qiandao Palace's planning.

As for why the martial arts-eight structures only increase the comprehension of the exercises of the first three lives.

Chen Fu guessed that it was probably because after practicing the exercises to the third life, there would be a qualitative change, and it would gradually exceed the body mechanism of normal human beings.

The fist theory, which is based on normal human physical activity, is not enough to deal with the strange attacks of martial artists with more than three lives.

"But for me, it's enough."

Chen Fu moved his body and found that his muscles and bones became more flexible, more flexible when switching between eight stances, and more solid when he posed out.

"It's for me to fight for the first place."

When Chen Fu thought of this, he felt eager to try it for the first time in a long time.

He pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, but he didn't really want to be a pig.

He chose Gou in the past because of his own lack of strength.

And the benefits gained from the early stages are not proportional to the risks.

Now that he has the reward of Guiyuan Dan, which he desperately needs, and he has enough strength himself, he naturally chooses to fight.

"And showing my potential appropriately can also increase the importance of the Gandao Palace to me, so that I can get more resources." He made up his mind, completed his daily practice and returned to the Chase Shop.

Chen Fu fell asleep peacefully according to his usual habits.

Now he sleeps well and doesn't snore anymore.

But the other two didn't snore, mostly because they couldn't sleep.

This can be seen from the action of the two of them turning over and over before going to bed.

The next day, Chen Fu followed the other handymen to the Yanwu Shitai.

This stage is extremely heavy, but the place is extremely small, about the size of three octagonal cages.

The five hundred disciples who had come to participate in the trial were scattered around the stone platform and looked extremely crowded.

The atmosphere between the miscellaneous disciples was already tense, but now they were crowded in one place, and suddenly the smell of gunpowder became heavier, and they even glared at each other angrily.

Chen Fu took advantage of this opportunity to observe the stone platform.

The stone platform was covered with deep marks of swords and slashes, and in addition to this, he also saw traces of fists and feet and even fingering.

Chen Fu looked at the trace and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

"What kind of physical strength can leave such traces on this stone platform with the physical body alone."

The strength of the official disciples of the Dry Dao Palace is probably even stronger than he imagined.

And the limit of a martial artist is not as simple as he imagined.

After observing the stone platform itself, his eyes fell on a tattered cyan puppet on the field.

The cyan puppet was in the shape of a tumbler, and its head was painted with simple facial features, which seemed to be just an ordinary sandbag.

As time passed, the restlessness among the miscellaneous disciples became more ferocious.

However, this restlessness that seemed to be ignited soon disappeared with the arrival of the eight Dao masters who were the examiner group.

There is another high platform next to the Yanwu stone platform, on which eight Taoist masters sit, and there is immediately a coercion and condensation, which makes the atmosphere a little more solemn.

"I don't know if the content of this trial is to learn from each other, or if there is another arrangement."

Someone is looking around, and they seem to be estimating in their hearts what their chances of winning against others will be.

Of the five hundred disciples, only the top 100 can become official disciples.

If they compete with each other to decide the winner, many people feel that they are afraid of danger.

"The hour has come, and the trial begins!"

The steward stood by the stone platform and sang loudly.

"It looks like we're really learning from each other."

Seeing this, Li Buqian showed an excited look.

There was only one tattered sandbag on the stone platform.

And it is impossible for the Taoist master to surrender his identity and personally go down to learn from the miscellaneous disciples.

At the moment, the most likely way to select is to let the disciples compete with each other.

He didn't know how much tiger and wolf medicine he had taken, and he felt that he couldn't use up all his strength, just for today!

"There is Daoist Lao Xu."

An old Taoist with a white beard on the high platform said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter." Xu Daoyuan's face was relaxed, and he was a little farther away from the sandbag.

At first, the miscellaneous disciples didn't notice anything special about the sandbag, until someone with sharp eyes saw that the sandbag was actually shaking slightly, and finally suddenly moved greatly. "That sandbag, it's moving!"

More and more people noticed the abnormality of the sandbag, and their eyes turned into shock.

The cyan sandbag swelled violently, and the cotton bulged like muscles, as if a little mouse was moving in it, and finally stood up straight.

He originally had a body with only a belly like a tumbler, but at this moment he had round and short limbs, and his head with only simple facial features was drawn, and it seemed to have a murderous aura at this moment.

"Could this be the stunt of Medicine Hall Taoist Xu Daoyuan, Tianmu Puppet? It is said that the combat power of the wooden golem on this day is almost the same as the main body, so how can this be good? ”

Chen Fu was about to see who was so well-informed, and he actually knew the skills of the Taoist masters, I was afraid that it was related to it.

"Pang Qiyuan!" When Chen Fu saw that person, the steward on the stage happened to call his name, and Pang Qiyuan immediately rushed to the stage in a panic.

After only two rounds, he was knocked out of the stage in embarrassment.

"This day the wooden puppet is such a subtle move." I don't know how many people in the audience saw this scene and broke out in a cold sweat.

That day, the wooden puppet also used the Taizu Long Fist, but the moves were extremely exquisite, even if the limbs were round and short, they could also use a series of moves, so that ordinary disciples had no power to parry.

However, some people secretly rejoiced: "No matter how exquisite this Taizu Long Fist is, it is just a non-grade martial arts, and one life is the limit." And this day, the wooden puppet is made of cotton, and the strength is not great, and it can't compare to my horizontal muscles. ”

By this time, even the dullest people have already seen it.

The real examiner of this exam is the Tianmu puppet, and how long it can last under this examiner is the content of the assessment.

Several more miscellaneous disciples were removed from power by two or three moves.

"Shao Long." The steward shouted again.

Finally, a tall handyman stepped forward.

His hands are thick and thick, and there are thick calluses on his fists when he clenches his fists, and he obviously has worked weekdays.

As soon as the steward's "start" voice fell, he immediately stepped forward and smashed his fist into the face of the Tianmu puppet, knocking it straight out.

"It works!" Several people in the audience immediately ecstatic.

And Li Buqian was ecstasy, and suddenly fell into worry: "That Shao Long just has brute strength, almost the same as me after eating the deadly tonic soup." If you can win by brute force alone, where can I show this subtle move? He couldn't help but worry.

However, Chen Fu noticed that the white-bearded elder on the high platform had a wicked smile on his face.

"I'm afraid this trial is not so simple." He was in his heart and carefully observed the situation on the field.

After Shao Long succeeded in punching, he immediately chased after him with his feet, ready to chase after the victory.

Unbeknownst to him, the Tianmu puppet that was knocked away actually spun around on the ground, and seemed to rise into the air with the power of being knocked away.

Its speed increased suddenly, and before Shao Long could react, it smashed Shao Long in the ribs of the chest with a punch.

The swing of that short round fist can actually make a terrible wind sound.

Shao Long was suddenly frustrated, and finally took a few steps back before he could barely stabilize his body, and just when everyone thought he was going to fight again, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out blood, revealing his red-stained teeth.

"It's ruthless." Chen Fu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

"I ......" Shao Long showed a blank look, he was already stunned, and he didn't understand how he fell into such a situation.

He also wanted to fight again, but was ousted by the steward.

"The victory and defeat have been decided, so you can rest."

"The power of the wooden puppet that day seems to change with different opponents." After Shao Long said this, he understood the intention of the steward, he rolled his eyes, and was beaten so out of breath that he fainted directly.

As soon as he fell, several men helped him.

This Shao Long revealed the key information of the Tianmu puppet, which has already won the favor of many people.

"It's just, how do you defeat this Tianmu puppet?"

This question hangs over everyone's heads, like a sword hanging from the sky.

Ordinary martial artists are all high in attack and low in defense, and if they fight themselves, they must be unable to bear it first by their bodies.

The strength of the wooden golem was similar to that of the opponent, and the moves were surprisingly subtle, no matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't come up with a solution.

"I can only resist and try to delay it for a while." The miscellaneous disciples came to conclusions one after another when their scalps were numb.

Just when everyone was hesitating, the steward on the stage called the name of the next disciple who came to the stage for trial.

"Next, Chen Fu!"