"Lord, Lord God, what about the details of the second skill?" Xiao Mingdao said tremblingly, he still had a trace of luck in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Lord God quickly crushed his luck.

[Skill name: The second set of national primary and secondary school students' radio gymnastics - the times are calling;

Skill Level: E+;

Skill description: A sport created by experts and scholars from all walks of life across the country, every time you practice, it can promote blood circulation throughout the body and improve your body's immunity;

Special reminder: please don't underestimate this skill, it has a mysterious effect. 】

"Lord God, you ......" Xiao Mingdao didn't know what to say.

"Is there any difference between this and the previous skill? Except for the name, nothing else has changed. He questioned the Lord God.

He was just complaining, after all, the main god was strong, and he didn't think that the other party would pay attention to him.

However, he miscalculated, and the Lord God actually responded to him, maybe.

A line of small words appeared on the light curtain that only Xiao Mingdao could see: "Skill 1 is suitable for children aged 6-12 years old, and skill 2 is suitable for teenagers aged 12-18 years old." ”

"......" Xiao Mingdao was speechless, is this a hidden attribute?

But there is still hope, isn't there still two sets of martial arts, but seeing the three big words "performance version" in parentheses, he is not very hopeful.

The truth was pretty much what he imagined.

[Skill name: Tai Chi (performance version);

Skill Level: E;

Skill description: The boxing method formed after the mysterious boxing method has been extremely simplified, and it has completely lost the power of the original version, and is only for performance;

Special reminder: it has the rhythm of a certain set of mysterious fists. 】

Xiao Mingdao still didn't give up, and clicked on the martial arts attribute of the long fist.

[Skill Name: Changquan (Performance Version);

Skill Level: E;

Skill Description: Basic martial arts moves, extra damage +1;

Special reminder: Originated from Taizu Changquan, Taizu Changquan is a world-famous boxing method created by Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, but your set of boxing methods does not even have one percent of the power of the original version. 】

Seeing such a skill explanation, Xiao Mingdao didn't have the slightest anger, but felt very happy, obviously the previous three instructions hit him badly.

This suddenly came out of nowhere, and there was even an attribute "extra damage +1", and suddenly I felt that the main god still hadn't abandoned him.

Of course, the most important thing for him to have this kind of thinking is his optimistic state of mind, and he was forced into the plot world by the strange signs of the main god, but he was afraid that complaining about the sky and others would be light, and maybe some people would become black and do all kinds of evil.

"Goo-goo-goo-......goo-

"I'm so hungry, what to do, I can't move, if I go on like this, let alone the grand cause, even my life is about to die. His eyes rolled and he kept looking around.

He only has the strength to move his eyes now, and he doesn't even have the strength to open his mouth to shout for help.

Fortunately, there is a cave not far away, dilapidated, I don't know whether it is burning bricks or porcelain, the hole is black and unclear, and the entrance of the cave is some footprints, there are depths, the surrounding weeds have also been cleaned up, obviously inhabited.

However, it is only possible that the people who live in this kind of cave are either poor or beggars, and they are not sure whether they can come back.

The sun was gradually setting, the sky was getting darker, and Xiao Mingdao was already a little dizzy from hunger at the moment.

But fortunately, the heavens did not completely abandon him, and a burst of singing came from afar.

"Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes.

The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship.

He Riping Hulu, the beloved man went on an expedition. ”

This is the autumn song in the "Song of Four O'clock in the Midnight" written by the poet of the Tang Dynasty, which describes the scene of the soldier weaving cloth and pounding clothes for the recruit, and expresses the nostalgia of the soldier for the beloved person who went out on the expedition.

All in all, it was a miserable and tragic thing, but there was a hint of joy in the throat of the singer in front of him.

stunned and sang the sorrow out of joy.

Xiao Mingdao listened carefully, the song was clear and gloomy, and the internal force was full of cheerful and positive emotions.

Finally, the singer showed his true face, but it was a teenager who was in the period of voice change, about thirteen or fourteen months old, holding three or four big buns in his hands, white-faced, steaming, and fragrant.

He sang with his head held high and strode towards the cave.

"You, who are you, why are you lying in front of my house?" When he was five or six meters away, the young man with a happy face finally found Xiao Mingdao lying on the ground, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Xiao Mingdao's heart instantly turned a thousand thoughts, and these thousands of thoughts were only to achieve one goal.

The bun in the hand of the teenager.

White bread.

Steaming buns.

Fragrant meat buns.

"I am a disciple of the Hidden World Sect, and I fought with the enemy and severely injured him, but I also ran out of internal strength, and my meridians were damaged, and now I can't move. Xiao Mingdao came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Really?" the boy was skeptical.

The boy has no father since he was a child, and a few years ago, his mother who brought him up with hard work died of illness, and he lived alone in the township, doing some things like stealing chickens and dogs, being blinded and bullied, and deeply feeling the warmth and coldness of the world.

This naturally greatly increased the wisdom of the young man, so that he would not be easily deceived by ordinary people.

However, Xiao Mingdao is not an ordinary person.

"Alas, now my meridians are broken, and my kung fu is gone, it can be said that I am a wasted person, but I have no one to inherit my mastery, and I am deeply regretful. Xiao Mingdao suddenly sighed.

"There is no one to inherit the school?" The young man's eyes lit up and sparkled like stars in the sky.

Xiao Mingdao still had a regretful expression on his face, constantly shaking his head, with a superior demeanor, but it was a pity that the corner of his eyes kept paying attention to the young man, observing the demeanor on his face.

The boy was thrilled, but still a little skeptical.

It's just that when he thinks of the king in the city who is so domineering with his skills, the young man feels hot inside.

"I'd rather believe in everything than believe in it, as long as I learn a skill, wouldn't I be able to live the kind of days when the king wants to be windy, rainy, brocade clothes and food, and a group of wives and concubines?"

"Senior, take a look at how my roots are, if you can still get by, you might as well take me as an apprentice. Yang Guo took two steps closer and pleaded.

"Well, it's not impossible, it's just that you need to be tested for a month, if you pass, you will naturally be accepted as an apprentice, if you don't pass, then it's no wonder I'm ruthless. "Xiao Mingdao still looks like a grandmaster.

At this moment, he has already made up his mind in his heart, and when the time comes, he must think of a super difficult level to trap the young man, so that he can't pass the pass. (To be continued.) )