Chapter 25 Specialization, Rules

Luo Mang watched Li An leave with complicated eyes.

This time, the two fought behind closed doors, and Ang Lee strictly abided by the rule that winning or losing is only inside the door and not being passed on.

In front of a group of students, he lowered his posture again, which was enough to give him face as a martial arts senior.

But Luo Mang couldn't be happy.

The shameful and arrogant student beside him made him blush.

He coughed lightly, turned his head and commanded one of the young men in black pants:

"Ah Yun, take the juniors and disciples to practice boxing."

"Okay, master."

The young man hurriedly answered.

He beckoned the three and two to get together, and the students who were excitedly discussing walked towards the martial arts training ground.

Luo Mang was silent alone for a long time, then turned around and walked straight into the house through the martial arts training ground.

As soon as he entered, he was greeted by a woman in her forties, dressed in a plaid cloth skirt.

"You're all hurt, what are you doing standing outside? Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

The woman's tone was slightly reproachful.

Luo Mang raised his head: "Who said I was injured." ”

"Okay, in front of me, don't hold on. I can see clearly in the house, if it weren't for the mercy of the little brother, you might have to lie down for ten days and a half like last time. ”

The woman did not respond angrily.

Helping Luo Mang to sit on the chair, he turned around and took a transparent vial with the words 'bone-setting wine' and handed it over.

"Let's wipe it."

As he spoke, he sat down in the chair next to him.

"Hey, what do you think about my son letting us settle in San Francisco?"

Luo Mang patted the armrest: "I'm not going, I'm going to you." If you hadn't hidden it from me, I would never have allowed him to study abroad! ”

"Why did you bring this up again. I know you don't like foreigners because of Master Hong's business, but we're going to San Francisco and not London. ”

"Isn't it the same?! How can these foreigners have a good thing! ”

“…… Old stubborn! ”

"That's my temperament."

The two exchanged words.

Soon, the woman was defeated, and her tone couldn't help but slow:

"You said, you're old now, and you can still teach boxing for a few years. And we went to Chinatown, which was full of Chinese.

Also, didn't President Wan of the Chinese Federation invite you to open the museum some time ago? If you want to teach boxing, go to Chinatown to teach boxing. ”

"Let's talk about it." Luo Mang's tone was perfunctory.

"You..."

The woman opened her mouth and wanted to lose her temper, but when she saw Luo Mang's eyes glaring, she had to wave her hand:

"Okay, I know you're going to say I'm verbose again, so I'll not say it."

.............

"Skill Essence obtained."

"Mantis Fist Essence (15%): Increases Fighting Mastery by 6%."

"Exchange Price: 27 Skill Points."

"Note: The skill essence is stored for 7 days."

From the moment he knocked down Master Luo, Ang Lee received a hint,

It wasn't until he walked out of the alley and came to Zhongfang Street that he slowed down and began to check the harvest this time.

"Increase combat specialization by 6%?"

Li Anxin measured.

If you increase Bajiquan to 15% mastery alone, you may increase your mastery progress by 2 to 3 points.

However, if you choose to exchange this skill essence, you can directly increase the specialization by 6%.

This is equivalent to about 3% more skill specialization.

This also means that the combination of these two punches has improved his strength to a certain extent......

Li Anxin weighed it for a while, and always felt that he seemed to have overlooked something, not as simple as he thought, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

This can only be verified slowly later.

As for the skill points required to exchange for skill essences, they are the same as the skill points required to learn boxing.

Although it was somewhat unexpected by Ang Lee, it was not a problem at all.

After all, Skill Points can be exchanged for Hong Kong dollars. Even if there is no discount, it will not have much impact.

Of course, looking at this short encounter.

His biggest gain was the fight with Master Luo, which made him recognize his strength.

Seriously, Master Luo's skills are one line higher than Ang Lee.

Although Master Luo didn't seem to be able to go through one round in the competition with Ip Man and Zhang Tianzhi.

But it is undeniable that if you can open an apprenticeship in Yau Ma Tei, where there are many martial arts halls, for many years, it is impossible to gain a firm foothold without a little effort.

The biggest factor why he lost this closed-door battle was that Master Luo himself was careless, and perhaps he didn't expect that Li An would make a dangerous move when he fell into a disadvantage.

This time, relying on youth, strength and decisiveness, he was slightly better, which was a fluke.

Thinking about things, Li An unconsciously returned to Nanjing Road.

"I'm back."

A glimmer of heaven woke up the pensive Ang Lee.

He glanced at the sign in the barber salon, and then remembered the torn undershirt and the clearly visible scratches on his chest, and suddenly felt defeated.

Originally, you could buy a dress at the stall to cover up the past, but now you can't hide it.

"Looks like we're going to be trained."

Li Ang entered the door with a hard head and shouted "Master".

Seeing that the first day was busy trimming the guest's hair, he turned sideways and planned to go to the room to change clothes first.

He didn't look back and said:

"Sit down and wait a while."

“…… Got it, Master. ”

Li An was stunned, did not sit on the chair, but slowly stepped aside, and waited honestly.

Ten minutes later.

After sending the guests out of the door, he glanced at Ang Lee's chest:

"What? If I don't stop you, you're going to cover up like this? ”

“……”

Li An's face turned red and scratched his head.

A glimmer of heaven sat on the chair where the guest was sitting just now, staring at Ang Li with both eyes:

"Tell me, what's the scar on your body?"

“…… When I was looking for a rental room, I happened to come across a martial arts hall recruiting students to post a leaflet, so I was curious to follow it. ”

"And then?"

“…… I had a fight with Master Luo of the Junting Martial Arts Hall. ”

Ang Lee thought for a moment and didn't hide it.

A glimmer of heaven was flat: "That's going to kick the gym?" ”

“…… No, I just wanted to ask for advice. After the fist has become full of strength and the strength is transparent, I have to learn from my senior brother on weekdays, and I feel that my mastery of boxing moves has not improved much. ”

Ang Lee responded.

His remarks were not all pretexts.

"Isn't it kicking the gym if you come to the door so rashly?"

Seeing that Li An didn't take these words, the words changed sharply:

"I don't mean to blame you, just ask for advice or kick the gym. If you don't see it, how can you better understand yourself? ”

Hearing this, Li An was a little stunned, and seeing that the sky didn't seem to be a joke, he was relieved.

A glimmer of heaven smiled.

"In the past, the rules in the martial arts, if you start a sect, you have to undergo three years of testing."

"The past three years have not only included formal competitions, but also the means of the rivers and lakes."

"Therefore, these martial arts people who want to gain a foothold are not only kung fu, but also have to deal with the means of the rivers and lakes. Only those who have passed through this circle can be recognized by others in the martial arts and be regarded as standing. ”

"What if you can't handle it?" Li An asked subconsciously.

A glimmer of heaven glanced at him: "Then it's dead." ”