Updated: 2013-01-04

A humming sound of people communicating in low voices came from his ears. Fang Ji frowned helplessly, and then went straight to the bookshelf where the martial arts and combat skills were placed.

Started to choose.

Although the combat skills and skills in Baoshu Pavilion are not of high rank, they are not allowed to be circulated. Therefore, after entering Baoshu Pavilion, the children of the Fang family can only watch and learn, but cannot bring the martial arts and skills out.

If you want to truly understand a combat technique, you can't just sit quietly and watch it. Therefore, the Fang family connected a courtyard behind the Baoshu Pavilion, and there was a large martial arts competition platform in the middle of the courtyard for the children of the clan to compete and understand the skills of learning martial arts and skills in actual combat.

In addition, the inner courtyard is surrounded by a circle of walls around the courtyard, which is filled with various training equipment with strong ability to resist attacks, allowing children from the clan who are learning combat skills to practice the skills of exerting force.

Seeing Fang Ji pick up a book, he started to watch it seriously, ignoring everyone's comments and pointed at them. These people suddenly felt bored and were doing their own things again.

Stone Fist: First-level lower level, practice to the extreme, with the strength of a three-star warrior, you can break a rock half a person high.

Meteor Palm: First-grade mid-level, extremely fast, can produce twelve palms in one breath.

Hercules' legs: First-grade mid-level, with great strength, can kick opponents of the same level seriously injure them.

...

When I picked up one by one, Fang Ji tried it a little and put it back on the original position. These skills were too ordinary. Not only were the grades very low, but they also had no characteristics at all. Fist, palm, and legs either focused on destructive power, attack speed, or attack power.

"Child, you have high requirements." Suddenly, Grandma Shui's voice sounded in his ears.

Fang Ji's body suddenly tense, suddenly turned around and found that the person next to him did not hear Grandma Shui's voice. Then he relaxed again. He shrugged in habit and whispered: "I passed the family assessment in more than two months. I'm afraid that many people will come to me to learn, so I want to practice a few more distinctive unpopular martial arts and combat skills, so I can catch them off guard by then."

"Although your idea is good, your horizons are too narrow and you don't look longer." Grandma Shui shook her head gently, "If you just treat the little kids of the Fang family as opponents, then you will definitely not achieve much in your life."

These words shocked Fang Ji!

Yes, how great is my ambition? How can I have only such a little measure, such a narrow vision, and such a petty spirit?

Fang Ji was silent. After a long time, he raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and smiled bitterly: "I am too concerned about temporary gains and losses. I always think that I will not be bullied again in the future and will no longer be ridiculed as a waste. My temporary competitive spirit makes me even more short-sighted."

"It's good to be able to discover your own shortcomings in time." Grandma Shui smiled kindly, "It would be even better if you can correct them firmly."

"I'll change."

His face changed one after another, and Fang Ji finally smiled bitterly and spit out these two words. However, although Fang Ji said this, he was still very conflicted and helpless. After all, he had been suffering for six years and was a waste for six years. If it were anyone, he wanted to show his strength and prove it to others!

At this time, what he couldn't bear most was failure again.

Although Grandma Shui understood Fang Ji’s thoughts, she didn’t say much. For a practitioner, a good and correct start is very important, and it will have a great impact on how much he can achieve in the future!

Taking several deep breaths, Fang Ji cheered up again and asked in a low voice: "Grandma Shui, do you have any good suggestions?"

"When practicing combat skills, you must always have a gradual process. When learning skills, you can strengthen every muscle, every inch of bone, and even every hair in your body." Grandma Shui explained patiently.

A step-by-step process?

Fang Ji thought about it seriously. Some things must be thought and understood by himself. He can't let Grandma Shui say everything clearly, otherwise his head would become a decoration?

And the less your brain moves, the more clumsy it becomes.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure it out. Fang Ji lowered his head and looked at his hands. A sudden flash of inspiration in his mind, "Step by step, does it mean to start practicing from a small place?"

I should practice my fingers first!”

"Well, you have a very high understanding." Grandma Shui exclaimed.

Fang Ji was praised and scratched his head embarrassedly, but he was not humble with Grandma Shui who was already familiar with him. He raised his head and looked around. Finally, he saw a few big words on the bookshelf on the far right.

Refers to combat skills!

Fang Ji immediately walked over quickly and reached out to take out a book of combat skills from the bookshelf.

Little Red: First-grade level, you can reach a high level, and your fingers are as hard as iron, and you can easily poke the heads of opponents of the same level.

This book is good!

Fang Ji's eyes lit up.

He stuck his left hand out and picked up another book.

Finger knife: First-grade top-level, finger sharp as a knife, can easily cut the opponent's throat.

This book is also good!

In fact, fingering skills are all first-grade upper-level skills. Unlike the previous boxing, palms, legs, etc., most of them are only first-grade middle-level or first-grade lower-level skills.

Is there anything mysterious about this?

One finger pointing to the enemy's head and one finger cutting through the opponent's throat. Although the power is good, it is not stronger than those boxing, palm and leg techniques. At most it just looks a bit weird.

Or should you really start with your fingers when practicing combat skills?

Because finger-based exercises are the basis and foundation of practice, they are listed as first-level upper-level exercises?

Just as Fang Ji was thinking carefully, a noisy sound rang again.

"Look, Fang Ji actually needs to learn the combat skills first!"

"Have his father and mother never told him that there is no need to learn the skills of finger-based combat? As long as he has achieved his strength, even if he has not learned the skills of finger-based combat, he can attack with one finger, as long as he can hit the opponent, he can still severely damage it?"

"Haha, I understand. It must be that the mysterious energy in his body is too thin. He will use it with one punch. If you hit it again, wouldn't you lose? So I want to practice a martial art that uses the least mysterious energy!"

“What you said makes sense.”

"Puff, this idea is quite creative."

The children of the Fang family laughed, but because they had long heard that Fang Ji's cultivation level had dropped to the third level of mysterious energy, no one could investigate Fang Ji's cultivation level at this time. Anyone would have a blind listening and blind faith.

Otherwise, if they found out that Fang Ji had broken through to the fifth level of mysterious energy at this time, they would have opened their mouths in shock.

"Why are there mosquitoes everywhere?"

Fang Ji shook his head helplessly, pulled off a strip of cloth from his sleeve, and then cut it into two halves, one left and one right into his ears. Suddenly, the world became quiet.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Fang Ji's movements, but then they were furious!

However, someone just reminded everyone that Fang Ji's elder brother and second brother are not easy to mess with, so no one dared to come forward and invite Fang Ji to the backyard to compete.

After a while of cursing, someone realized it, "He blocked his ears and couldn't hear them."

Well……

Everyone felt a suffocation.

However, just as everyone was venting their momentum, a beautiful figure wearing pink tight training outfit and convex figure walked in from the door.

"Ru Yue, are you here to learn combat skills?"

"I heard that you are about to break through to the ninth level of mysterious energy?"

"So amazing!"

"I would have the talent of you."

"The bone-tooth necklace you wear between your neck is so beautiful!"

Seeing the girl in pink, these Fang family members hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, and waves of envy and admiration rang continuously.

It is completely opposite to the situation when the halberd stepped into the threshold before.

Fang Ruyue was not in a good mood at this time. A few days ago, Fang Ji said to her very bluntly, "You are not my dish," which made her very angry and felt that her self-esteem had been greatly hit. Until today, the depression in her chest has not completely dissipated.

So I just forced a smile and nodded to everyone, even if I had said hello.

At the same time, those beautiful eyes instinctively looked around the Baoshu Pavilion.

Um?

When she was about to withdraw her gaze, a familiar figure suddenly appeared into her eyelids.

...

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