After Li Rui took the medicinal bath, his whole body was comfortable, and he also felt a hundred times more energetic, so he took another shower, so that Xiao Lizi went to sleep, and he wanted to practice martial arts with peace of mind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the candlelight, Li Rui took out the eight pages of yellow paper that looked like an ancient martial arts book, with a bitter expression. Because he didn't know anything about martial arts, it was difficult for him to learn any Xuanhu Eight Styles from the simple sketches of the humanoid posture diagrams.

But if he can't learn and fails the mission, he will be punished by the "Ancient Martial Arts Invincible System" and will be constipated for three days.

Hey, how can there be such a ghost system in the world?

But for the sake of the task, he had to watch carefully at the candlelight, and suddenly close his eyes and ponder, thinking about how to do this action. After thinking for a while, he put down the paper and began to imitate this simplest of drawings, which he called the first type of Xuanhu Bright Claw.

It's just that no matter how much he imitates, he always feels that it is inaccurate, but at this moment, a faint handwriting appeared in the blank space on the simple drawing.

"Huh?" Li Rui was puzzled, and quickly picked it up to take a look, but unfortunately he couldn't see it clearly, the words were too small and very blurry.

"Strange, what's going on? Is it?" he brought the yellow page of paper closer to the flame on the candle, and sure enough, the faint handwriting became clear:

Yu practiced martial arts since childhood, when he was young, he met a monk who got the Tao, and was taught the eight styles of tiger boxing, with this set of tiger boxing, Yu broke into the rivers and lakes for decades, never had an opponent, how to get carried away, but was attacked by the enemy, although desperately escaped, but also died will be closed.

In order not to let this set of tiger fists be lost, when Yu was dying, he wrote this illustrated tiger fist eight styles in his own grave. However, not everyone can learn it, only a talented and intelligent martial arts cultivation peerless genius has a chance. Otherwise, you'll see a simple sketch.

The punch is strong, like a tiger descending from a mountain and a tiger roaring. If it can be equipped with internal strength, to lead the qi with intention, through the claw fingers, the formation of claws and fists, when the hand, eyes, body, footwork, coordination, fast change, will make the opponent invincible, defeat the enemy.

Hands-up pose: Stand with your feet together, raise your head and chest, hang your hands down naturally, and look ahead.

The diagram of this style is the first pose, the two hands are stretched out, the five fingers are opened, into a tiger claw shape, the right hand is supported forward, the left hand is placed in front of the chest, and the left foot is striding to the left side, and the right leg is bent and kneeling to the ground, forming a kneeling posture, looking at the right hand.

Difficulty: Weakness at the tip of the elbow of the left arm, and uncoordinated coordination of the upper and lower limbs.

Solution: The left elbow is tightly bent to the top, and the force reaches the tip of the elbow......

"Haha......" Li Rui looked at it and couldn't help snickering, "Dirty, I'm called a talented and intelligent martial arts cultivation peerless wizard?" It's just that the paper is close to the candlelight and the words are heated, but with such a detailed explanation, Yayadi, if I still can't learn it, I can just find a piece of tofu and kill me." ”

It turns out that the reason why no one else has discovered the mystery is because no one has ever taken it close to the candlelight, and who would light the candle in broad daylight, especially in the broad daylight of the market.

Li Rui smug himself referred to this illustrated ancient martial arts book, and began to imitate it over and over again, never thinking that such a simple action would actually consume him for nearly half an hour.

An hour is equivalent to two hours, which means that he only mastered the simple action of this first-style Xuanhu Bright Claw, and it took him an hour.

According to this algorithm, wouldn't it take him at least eight hours to learn the eight styles?

Li Rui didn't know whether the time stipulated in the system's task was calculated from the time when Fang Shi bought this ancient martial arts book, or from the time when he studied it an hour ago, or when he accepted the task in the morning during the day.

Obviously, Li Rui couldn't know that the damn "system" suddenly sounded in his mind inexplicably, or he called by himself, but he wasted an invincible opportunity if he called.

Helpless, Li Rui could only continue to study the second form by candlelight, and he also chose a relatively simple pair. When the yellowed page of paper was close to the flame on the candle, the blank space of the simple sketch gradually appeared:

The style is the beginning of the tiger's might, the left foot is on the ground, into a dragon step, the two arms are wide and shoulder-wide, higher than the flat shoulder, and the eyes are ahead. Both hands, claws, or fists, can be attacked.

The difficulty is that the dragon riding step is not accurate, which is easy to cause instability in the lower plate, and the distance between the two hands is narrow, which is not conducive to attacking.

Puzzle: When riding a dragon, the right leg is higher than the left leg, the right hand is higher than the left hand, and the right fist is generally attacked, and the left claw is guarded......

When Li Rui saw this, he couldn't help but snicker again: "Malegobi, if it were in the morning, I would do this, hum, that Zhang Hao's bullshit black tiger can smash him into a bloody fist." ”

It turns out that the essentials of this type of action are in place, and with the body method and speed, it can break the "Black Tiger Heart-Digging Fist".

Couldn't help but imitate this self-proclaimed second "Xuanhu out of the hole" move repeatedly, and as he imitated it over and over again, his movements also changed from stiff to agile.

Unconsciously, more than half an hour passed, and Li Rui fell into the third diagram again......

He didn't know that as the night got deeper and deeper, the candlelight in the small attic of his small courtyard became more and more obvious, especially when the crescent moon hid behind the clouds, and the candlelight here became more and more obvious in the whole dark and silent Moon Peak.

Outside a majestic hall on the top of the peak, Lord Liu Feng stood quietly, and with his cultivation as a grandmaster, he could faintly hear the sound of whirring fists, which came from a small courtyard halfway up the mountain.

Strange, could it be that the thirteen disciples learned from the pain this time and really cultivated martial arts with their hearts? If not, then who made the fist?

Obviously, it is impossible for Xiao Li Zi among them, because the disciple's servants are not allowed to study the martial arts of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and similarly, it is impossible for those two little maids, only Li Rui.

When Lord Liu Feng thought of this, a slight smile appeared on his face with traces of time: The thirteen disciples who are greedy for beauty have finally turned back.

He suddenly sat cross-legged again, meditating on the Heavenly Sword Sect's unique mental method, and at the same time wanted to see how long this thirteenth disciple Li Rui would practice martial arts.

I never thought that he would sit until dawn, especially to his surprise, Li Rui practiced boxing outside from the small attic.

The morning glow is shining, and the glow is shining.

Under the crooked neck peach tree that has already produced flowers and bones, a white-robed young man's figure, the more he practiced, the more he practiced, the more he practiced, the more he practiced, the more coherent his movements were, if it weren't for Liu Feng's high major, it would be difficult to see that the tiger fist similar to the Heavenly Sword Sect was in Li Rui's hands, and it gradually became natural, every punch and every claw was swung, like a tiger roaring mountains and rivers!

Lord Liu Feng muttered to himself unconsciously: "I really didn't look away, this son is not only simple-hearted, once he practices martial arts with his heart, he is also a rare martial arts genius, and he actually stubbornly evolved my Heavenly Sword Sect's ordinary Yellow Rank First Rank Tiger Fist into at least a Xuan Rank Second Rank Tiger Fist, which is higher than the First Order Zero One Grade!"

"However, the martial arts of my Heavenly Sword Sect Zhenzong are only a first-class grade, you ...... Are you trying to scare me?"