Chapter 18 Unusual Talent

Author: Yuer Xiaoxiao

Chapter 18 Unusual Talent

Time flies, and three days pass.

There are continuous snowstorms in the north and the weather is freezing.

Spring in the south comes earlier.

It was still the first month of the year, and a warm breeze came from nowhere, making people intoxicated and intoxicated.

It was as if he had forgotten that he was shivering from the cold just a few days ago.

The willow trees by the river have sprouted some new green, and the weeds on the roadside have quietly poked their heads out.

It adds a little vitality to this ruthless and cold city.

Therefore, the lives of rich people and poor people are absolutely different, and the world they see is also completely different.

It's obviously the same place, the same New Year's Day, and a few people were miserable and panicked in the past few days, fearing that they would die of cold and hunger, and there was a silent stench in the dilapidated earth temple.

But now, you can live in a spacious courtyard... After you return from singing, you can also count your money and buy meat, wine and food.

Eat and drink freely.

When you have nothing to do, you can also practice your family's martial arts...

This kind of beautiful life seems to continue forever, and they will live better and better.

But Chen Ping knew that this was an illusion.

When suffering has not really come and they can still live, most people will temporarily lick the illusory honey to anesthetize themselves and forget the hardships of life.

But those who are truly ambitious will never be like this.

Just like the severed left hand standing next to the plum tree in the courtyard...

He used the iron thorn as a sword and thrust out the sword with all his strength, not stopping until big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

In fact, Zuo Duanshou is the one who works the hardest. It can be seen that he has neither inheritance nor luck, and he just practices his own martial arts in the most simple and stupid way.

What I practice is to be fast, accurate and ruthless.

The reason is still the murderous intention in his heart.

Just keep practicing like this, every day, every month, every year.

Maybe, one day, I can really train him to become something famous.

Chen Ping did not give any advice...

In fact, the broken left hand does not need any guidance.

All his energy, all his energy and blood were concentrated in that thorn.

This may have become his spiritual belief, or perhaps he is remembering his dead father through practice.

There are thousands of roads in the world, and they only require a little luck.

Chen Ping withdrew his gaze, no longer looked at it, and concentrated on walking in his own circle.

Circle left, circle right, circle up, circle down.

There is no other secret to Bagua Zhang Gong...

After reaching Dacheng, the joints are as hard as steel, fine and compact; the big tendons penetrate the whole body, and when exerted force, the air makes a "collapse" sound.

The reason why he keeps practicing tricks and posing is because Chen Ping wants to mark every inch of his body, every muscle and bone.

Boxing, whether it's "proficient" or "accomplished". It's one thing to know it, but it's another thing to be able to use it perfectly.

Why some people can use ordinary long fists in the martial arts world to achieve unparalleled martial arts power, changing their moves to respond to moves like an antelope hanging its horns, it's so wonderful.

And some people, even if they have mastered martial arts, are at a loss when it comes to fighting. If they really meet a master, they will be vulnerable to a blow.

Among them, the real difference, besides talent, is hard work.

Train to instinct, train to the bones, train to the soul. No matter what kind of attack, you can adapt to the situation without going through the brain.

If you think too hard, you will lose.

How can I have so much time when I'm living between my elbows and my armpits? Let me think about it for you.

When a warrior reaches a high level of cultivation, he can take action within a tenth of a second, or even a hundredth of a second. No matter how fast his mind works, if he thinks about it before responding, can he think it through?

Therefore, the word "hands are faster than the brain" is not a derogatory term for a warrior, but a complimentary term.

I practiced for two and a half hours until it got dark.

After practicing, his Qi and blood rolled like beads, and his tendons were as soft as cotton. His whole body felt almost like a piece of wrought iron that had been hammered for thousands of times. Then he slowly closed the posture and exhaled a breath of turbid air with a strong fishy smell.

At this time, large beads of hot sweat appeared on the originally dry and clean skin, as if it suddenly emerged from the water, and everything was wet from head to toe.

"Seventh Brother's legs are getting bigger, aren't they?"

The flower-faced man had a happy smile on his face and handed over a soft handkerchief.

This is for wiping sweat.

She always appears in the most suitable place at the most suitable time.

"Those three pills are not simple. As you said, they are not even sold in pharmacies. They are very precious medicines. It is not surprising that they have such an effect."

Chen Ping only told Hua Lian'er about the origin of Yu Shen Wan, saying that he found it from the "relics" of Boss Yan and Zhang Da Beard.

Along with those gold and silver hand crossbows.

He didn't really tell anything about Fairy Fubo.

I really can’t explain this, and I can’t tell others about it.

On the contrary, he really wanted to ask whether this "little martial arts fan girl" who knew the allusions of the world very well knew about her relationship with Fairy Fubo.

It's a pity that I couldn't ask, which violated the principle of "hiding identity".

After some insinuations, I asked Hua Lian'er... I learned that Fairy Fubo became famous at the age of thirteen, and her Jiuxiao Qin became famous all over the world, but she was always alone and wandering around.

Where did the nephew come from?

Things are getting weirder.

If you don't understand something, don't think too much about it.

This has always been Chen Ping's advantage.

The most important thing at the moment is not to explore one's identity, but to improve one's strength and have the ability to protect oneself.

Otherwise, everything is empty talk.

He didn't forget it.

On the bright side, he also suffered a "shady hand" from Chang Sansi, and also had a foreign debt of three hundred taels...

Until this matter is resolved, how dare you relax at all.

"The hot water has been boiled. Go and take a shower. Be careful not to catch cold in the wind."

Hua Lian'er pushed Chen Ping toward the back room, thinking that Qi Ge's health had just improved, so he must not be careless.

Chen Ping looked at her colorful face and couldn't help but reach out and rub her slightly yellow and dry hair. He shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not that weak. Don't worry, I won't get sick."

The muscles and bones are strong, and the Qi and blood are like fire.

In the past few days, not only had he taken Yu Shen Pills to heal his injuries, but the excess medicinal power had also penetrated into his body to replenish his vitality. His physical strength was rising rapidly like a rocket, as if there was no end to it.

When no one was around, he tried his own strength...

The limestone, which weighs about a hundred kilograms, can be held in one hand like a basketball, without feeling any pressure at all.

A preliminary estimate shows that a single swing of one arm can exert a force of over a thousand kilograms.

This is very unscientific.

It's just a great achievement in Yijin. I've never heard of it increasing your strength like this.

Even in the Republic of China period, it is said that those martial arts masters who could lift seven or eight hundred kilograms with their arms together after thoroughly training their muscles and bones were considered to be unparalleled figures.

With all the strength in my arms, I can carry a weight of two thousand kilograms.

Moreover, with the breakthrough in martial arts realm, the strength will skyrocket...

That's a little strange.

However, on the attribute panel, it clearly shows that Gen Gu is ordinary and just looks like a middle-aged man.

What's going on with this abnormal increase in strength?

'Could it be that this body has some hidden blood talent? It has not been activated. This thing is in two categories with the human body. Is this the secret that the woman in black said cannot be exposed?'

There is too little information available now, and it is impossible to deduce the truth, so we can only put it aside for the time being.

Laojiu's book is quite nice.

"I can't stand this rotten coward any longer"

Before Yu Yuan was reborn and became a god, he became a disciple of Jie Jiao Jin Ling Shen Sheng and Wen Zhong's senior brother.

Seeing that the catastrophe was approaching, all the Jie Jiao disciples were still immersed in the aura of the "Great Saint Sect" and risked their lives. Yu Yuan slowly blew out a smoke ring: "This rotten Jie Jiao can't wait any longer..."

Zhunti: "Jie Jiao really sucks and is not worthy of a person like my little friend. I wonder if my little friend is willing to come to the West?"

Yu Yuan slapped him in the face, "Only I can curse you! You try to curse me again!"

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