Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 39 Farewell Banquet
Geng Po pointed at Xu Xi: "Your aptitude is not bad, you seem to be quite smart, and you practice martial arts very hard. It's a pity that you learned martial arts too late, and your master's martial arts is low. Unless there are some special circumstances, Otherwise, I’m afraid it will be very difficult to make a big difference in this life.”

When Xu Xi heard this, his face changed.

He pointed at Fan Mastiff again, and said, "You are quite lively. I thought a child who was too active would not be able to calm down and practice martial arts, but you also practiced martial arts very hard. It's just that you started practicing martial arts at an older age. There will be more obstacles, and it is basically hopeless to make a difference in the rivers and lakes in this life."

Fan Mastiff's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Before he could yell out, Xue Chang said, "Thank you for telling the truth, old man! However, your analysis just now was for ordinary situations, but me and I My apprentice is special! I still remember that at the beginning, I was not your one-stroke enemy. Now I have not only defeated you in boxing skills, but also can fight more than ten rounds in knife skills, and my internal strength has also greatly improved , all this only took a month!"

Geng Po looked at the extremely confident Xue Chang, and sighed after a while: "Indeed, you entered the country faster than I imagined, and I have never seen such a situation before."

Xue Chang pointed at himself, and said proudly: "So why do you conclude that such a special me will not succeed in the martial arts in the future, and why do you think that I cannot give Xiaoxi and Xiaomai a brighter future! I want to share with you here Make a bet, old man, within five years, I will make my name famous in the Great Zhou Wulin!"

"I don't know where you have such blind confidence!" Geng Po sneered, slapped the table hard, and said, "Okay, I'll bet with you! What's the bet?"

"Whoever wins can ask the other party to do anything, and the loser must try his best to do it!" Xue Chang said, subconsciously looking at Hu Qiudi who was eating food in silence.

"Wait a minute, I want to make it clear that what you mean by promoting martial arts is to use martial arts to attract the attention of great sects like Emei, Qingcheng, and Shaolin, rather than relying on other means to publicize your reputation."

"Of course!"

"Okay, then it's settled!"

The two raised their wine bowls to each other and drank them all in one gulp.

This situation also rekindled the fighting spirit of Xu Xi and Fan Mastiff, who had been depressed by Geng Po's words before.

As soon as Geng Po put the wine bowl on the table, Xue Chang was about to pour it for him again, but he waved his hand to stop him: "I can't drink any more. If I drink any more, I won't be able to get up tomorrow, and I won't be able to do many things that have been arranged."

He hiccupped and looked at Xue Chang with misty eyes: "Boy, the protagonist in the story you told is called Guo...Guo what?"

"Guo Jing!" Fan Mastiff blurted out, "So old man, you are also eavesdropping!"

"What eavesdropping!" Geng Po's eyes widened: "Your master talks so loudly at night that I can't sleep because of the noise. You think I'm willing to listen. I'm skilled in martial arts and my ears are too sensitive!"

Xue Chang smiled slightly: "Does Uncle Geng have any advice?"

"The story is pretty good." Geng Po pondered and said, "I remember at the end of the story, the barbarian King Khan asked Guo...Guo Jing, 'Who can be called a hero in this world?' His original intention was to expand the territory by himself, The victory of martial arts is unparalleled, and this hero must be him. However, Guo Jing said, "Only those who benefit the people, love the people, and are admired by all people can be called heroes"..."

"There is indeed this paragraph at the end of the story." Xue Chang replied, he didn't understand what Geng Po meant by saying this at this time.

"Although it's just a story, it's a good ending!..." Geng Po propped up the dining table with both hands, staring blankly at the meals.After a while, he slammed the table: "In today's martial arts world, besides General Ye, who else can be called a hero! Iron palms shake the world, and loyalty shines in Kyushu. This is a sincere gift from thousands of people in Dazhou. The title, the old man is what Guo Jing said in the story. He turned the tide and saved the people from the fire. He is a real hero! It's a pity that he died too badly! God is so blind!  … ..."

As Geng Po spoke, his eyes were filled with tears, and he cursed angrily: "Damn Beiman! Penglai faction scum who deserves to be killed a thousand times! I'll fuck their ancestors!!..." Geng Po cursed, He slammed his right palm against the table.

There was only a "click" sound, and the thick tabletop was cracked, and all the pots and pans fell to the ground with a "crash", oil and water splashed everywhere, and the food was scattered all over the floor.

Everyone was dumbfounded, only Tuotuo shook his head and tail excitedly, lay down on the ground and ate vigorously.

"Old man, you are drunk, why are you so drunk!" Hu Qiudi scolded.

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk..." Geng Po sat blankly, as if he was still immersed in the sadness just now.

"Brother Xue, I have to trouble you. We have to clean up all these quickly so as not to affect our trip tomorrow." Hu Qiudi begged Xue Chang.

"This is what we should do. Xiaoxi, Xiaomao, please help clean up." Xue Chang greeted, then bent down to pick up the broken wine jar on the ground, and Hu Qiudi was just about to pick up that wine jar, After her little hand touched Xue Chang's hand seemingly unintentionally, something was quietly stuffed into Xue Chang's palm.

Xue Chang squeezed it with his hands, it seemed to be a ball of paper, his heart moved, and he quickly glanced at Hu Qiudi.

Hu Qiudi turned around to pick up other fragments, and never looked at him again.

After the restaurant lobby was cleaned up, Xue Chang, Xu Xi, and Fan Mastiff returned to the utility room where they stayed. Next, he was supposed to take his two apprentices to the backyard to practice in the backyard as usual, but before going there tonight, he I'm still going to say a few more words: "After listening to Uncle Geng's belittling of us, what do you two think?"

"Master, you are right! We are different from ordinary people. We will definitely be able to learn martial arts well and become famous in the world!" Xu Xi, who had not spoken much at the dinner table before, seemed a little excited at the moment.

Xue Chang noticed that his hands close to his side were clenched into fists. Through this period of getting along, Xue Chang knew that this stable and sensible apprentice had a deep obsession in learning martial arts. He even knew that he was in private He also once asked Geng Po for advice on martial arts, but was rejected. Obviously, what Geng Po said at the wine table greatly stimulated him.

Xue Chang didn't know what tragic past Xu Xi had that would prompt him to do this, and he didn't plan to investigate Xu Xi's concealment from him. Given that his current martial arts skills were really low, he could only continue to encourage him with words. Strengthen their trust in themselves: "Well said! There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart, as long as we make unremitting efforts, we will surely be able to create miracles! Believe me, as long as you work hard according to my teachings, you will definitely let the time come. Uncle Geng looked at him with admiration!"

"En!" Xu Xi nodded heavily with firm eyes.

"Master, I lost money. I should have made a bet with the old man just now, so that when I master my martial arts, I can still earn something from him." Fan Mastiff showed a regretful expression.

Xue Chang said angrily: "As far as your current ability is concerned, would Uncle Geng be willing to bet with you? Just dream. Let's go, don't waste time, hurry up and practice."

"Yes, Master!"

Seeing the two apprentices running towards the backyard full of energy, Xue Chang smiled: He firmly believed that what he said to the apprentices was definitely not fooling around, because the system was his confidence.

Looking at the system in his mind now, the data about him is completely different from when he first came to this world:

martial arts sect system,

User Xue Chang,
Chivalry value 15, prestige value 20
Physique 46, Strength 52, Agility 49, Fist 35, Swordsmanship? , knife skills 25, gun stick 22, hidden weapons? , internal strength 19, others? ,

Internal Strength: Shaolin Breathing Method, second floor,

Martial arts: Great Accomplishment of Arhat Boxing,

Shaolin knife skills are small,
Shaolin Stick Technique
No sect established yet (requires at least three apprentices, now two)

I don't know if it's because the potency of the medicine for washing the marrow and cutting the bone is finally exhausted?It is also because Xue Chang has reached a bottleneck in the development and training of his body through the system. Ten days ago, the growth of his physique, strength, and agility data finally stagnated, but the values ​​​​of fist, kick, knife, and staff skills will drop in a few days. There will be a small improvement, especially the value of fists and feet increases the most rapidly. Of course, this must have a lot to do with his cultivation of Luohanquan to the level of mastery and a deeper understanding of fists and kicks.

(End of this chapter)