Chapter 539 Trial Moves (Subscribe)

Practice martial arts, eat, sleep every day...

Before I knew it, a month passed quickly.

With Chase on the bunk, Aaron sat cross-legged and glanced at the property panel:

[Name: Fang Yu (Aaron)]

[Talent: Immortality]

【Age: 19】

[Boundary: moves]

[Martial Arts: Quicksand Palm (Introduction)]

[Skills: Fishing (proficient), sea catching skills (introductory)]

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"My body is really not a martial arts genius... It took a month before the quicksand palm was included on the panel..."

Aaron couldn't help but smile wryly when he thought of the appreciation of senior brother Dingshan from the beginning to the gradual disappointment later.

Although his comprehension and memory are superb, his talent in martial arts seems to be really mediocre.

"And... this attribute panel is indeed adjusted according to my knowledge."

Aaron closed his eyes and began to recall bits and pieces of Quicksand Palm.

"This set of martial arts is actually equivalent to a good hand-to-hand combat technique in the previous life... Other moves are nothing more than the most important thing is the 'quick sand', and the breakthrough of controlling qi and blood and refining qi and blood into bright strength method! '

‘Ten taels of silver, this is what I bought! '

Aaron had a vague premonition.

When the two-month period expires, I probably won't be able to sense the energy and blood, let alone refining energy.

‘Generally speaking, out of ten ordinary people, one or two can hold their blood within a month or two... So, I’m still a middle-of-the-road person? '

'It's a pity...the martial arts school only lets you study for two months, and you will have to pay tuition fees after that...I have no money...'

In fact, practicing martial arts is quite expensive.

Huang Dacheng, Liang Wu, Song Sanjin and others in a Datong shop are also at the bottom of the chain of contempt, but at least they have family support.

You can't buy medicinal food that nourishes qi and blood, but it is still feasible to bite the bullet and buy a sandbag of one tael of silver.

According to them, practicing martial arts with sandbags is indeed effective in getting twice the result with half the effort.

Among them, Song Sanjin was the most unexpected.

This little blacksmith has already started to sense the blood from time to time, although it is still very vague, but senior brother Ding Shan thinks that he will be able to control the blood within two months, which makes him usually blue-eyed.

This made the originally delicate dormitory relationship more complicated.

However, warriors who are not motivated still can't beat Aaron, so they are still respectful on the surface.

Aaron didn't think about snatching their medicine sandbags for his own use, which is obviously a source of income for Qingshan Martial Arts.

If you move it by yourself, you will touch the bottom line, and the consequences will be much more troublesome than a fight.

"This life...you have to endure loneliness, and learn to accept your mediocrity, and you can't always be against yourself."

Aaron sighed and stood up.

At this time, the door opened, and Huang Dacheng and Liang Wu walked in.

Since Song Sanjin began to sense Qi and blood, the three small groups officially parted ways, but now they are closer to Fang Yu.

As for Ma Zhu?

That's the Lone Ranger one.

If it weren't for Aaron's words, he would have been bullied to death before.

Originally, Aaron thought that the other party looked at him with bitterness and hatred. Could it be that he had set up a protagonist template?

But seeing Ma Zhu practicing more every day, working harder than himself, but still unable to feel his vitality, he suddenly felt that even if he was a protagonist, he probably belonged to the mortal stream...

'Of course...it's more likely that despite the bitterness and deep hatred, there is no protagonist's life...'

Aaron made a comment in his heart and asked, "Seeing the happy faces on your faces, what's the matter?"

"Brother Fang, the inner courtyard is here to live."

Huang Dacheng said excitedly: "A senior sister has made a new breakthrough, and her bright energy is gradually growing... Some people can't control their own strength, and they need people to be proficient in martial arts. It's just a tael of silver!"

"It's not worth a tael of silver. The medicinal materials in the medicine sandbag are the exclusive secret recipe of the martial arts school, and the cost is definitely not worth a tael of silver." Aaron shook his head and said: "In addition... the martial arts is a transformation. The strength of the whole body is greatly increased. We were injured by a miss, and the soup and medicine cost more than one tael."

"Brother Fang, please don't worry. The senior sister has already agreed. If you are injured, you can go to Huichuntang to see a doctor. The soup and medicine are all covered!"

Liang Wu laughed.

"If that's the case, then you can go and have a look."

Aaron nodded: "Let's go!"

Martial arts gyms also have the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard. Ordinary apprentices like Aaron naturally live in the outer courtyard, while the enterprising disciples live in the inner courtyard.

On the way, Aaron heard from Liang Wu that the student named Li Qinglan joined the inner courtyard, but Master Xue Qingshan did not come back, so he did not learn from him.

Um……

This master Xue seems to travel far a lot, and it is not uncommon for him not to come back for a few months.

The three of them went all the way to the inner school grounds, and met that Senior Sister Li Qinglan.

When he first saw each other, Aaron was a little disappointed.

Li Qinglan looked to be in her twenties, with thick hands and big feet, rough skin, and masculine facial features. She couldn't be called ugly, but she definitely couldn't be called beautiful either.

'But this is normal... According to Lin Guo's ancient concept, it is better to be beautiful, to dress up beautifully, and to marry a good husband, than anything else! Why bother to practice martial arts? Have tanned skin and thick hands and feet? '

‘It’s impossible to say that there are no ones who are really determined to be martial arts, but also have a beautiful appearance, but they are absolutely rare! '

Although he was slandered, Aaron still followed Huang Dacheng honestly and called senior sister hello.

"Well, you have obviously agreed to come here."

Li Qinglan was slapping the stake, but when she turned her head to speak, she seemed to have lost her strength and was unable to stop.

boom!

With this palm, the surface of the stake shattered directly, revealing a clear palm print.

"Feel sorry……"

She showed a seemingly friendly smile, but made Huang Dacheng and other disciples shudder: "I just broke through, and I can't grasp the strength, but don't worry, I will practice on the wooden stakes first, and then I will brush the human stakes. I promise not to seriously injure you. And soup and medicine are all included!"

Liang Wu's calf began to tremble.

On the contrary, Aaron became interested.

After all, he had very little communication with the disciples of the inner court. Well, most of them are also the children of real aristocratic families. They were born rich and well-clothed and able to take great tonic medicines, so they can practice martial arts at a young age.

On weekdays, this kind of person is like a phoenix in the clouds, flying high and high, almost ignoring outer court disciples like them, just like a person wearing good shoes would not bother to step on mud when they see mud!

‘Ding Shan’s saying is right, a martial artist is a boxer! If you want to know what 'strength' is, you will know it with one punch! '

Aaron looked at Li Qinglan with eager eyes: "Senior Sister, I'll come first!"

"Oh? Success!"

Li Qinglan's eyes lit up: "Come and hit me! Use your strongest moves! Don't be afraid of hurting me! After you put your strength into it, it's completely different from before!"

"excuse me!"

Aaron secretly withdrew a lot of strength and punched forward.

With a calm expression, Li Qinglan stretched out a palm to block.

boom!

When the fist hit the palm, Aaron suddenly felt a huge force coming. Li Qinglan's physical strength was much smaller than his, but in this palm, there was a kind of tyrannical force that made him fall down. Fly out and lie on the ground.

‘So this is ‘Ming Jin’? In addition to the original body strength, add another gravity? '

"The effect of force is mutual. I intentionally lost a little bit of punching force. It is Kanglong who has regrets. Even if I encounter a stronger force and be rebounded, it will not be too serious..."

Aaron got up and shook his arms, with a look of pain on his face.

"Next!"

Li Qinglan hooked her fingers.

Liang Wu gritted his teeth and went forward: "Senior Sister, please show mercy."

Using the Quicksand Palm move, he staggered his palms and hit Li Qinglan.

With a flash of Li Qinglan's figure, she came behind Liang Wu and swept her legs.

Snapped!

Liang Wu knelt on the ground and screamed loudly.

"Sorry, junior brother, this senior sister wants to try her skills..."

Li Qinglan said while pointing to Huang Dacheng.