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"I'm going to win here?"
"Emotions, this son of the governor is Silver Spear Wax Head."
"Yeah, with just those few tortoise punches, I feel like I can knock him down with one punch."
Everyone in the audience looked at Wei Song who was easily knocked down by Yang Si with a few punches, giving people the illusion that I can do it even if I fuck him.
In fact, in terms of physical fitness alone, Wei Song, who has practiced martial arts, can easily crush them.
Yang Si could easily defeat Wei Song because after Yang Si mastered the basic boxing skills, he could accurately find the flaws in Wei Song's boxing skills.
For an ordinary person, he would probably be knocked down by Wei Song's random punches before his fist could land on Wei Song.
Yang Si ignored Wei Song who was kneeling behind him on the ring. He was already attracted by the electronic notification sound in his ear.
"Defeat Wei Song in front of everyone in Xixiang City and get 1117 reputation conversion points."
Does this count as becoming famous?
Yang Si thought for a while, and winning the competition was indeed a good reputation.
Yang Si glanced around and estimated that there were only about 1,000 people watching.
Does one person count as one point? In this way, it seems that it is not difficult to obtain points.
"Fourth brother, it's okay. You've got something hidden that even I don't know about." Yang Hu greeted Yang Si with a grin, reached out and squeezed Yang Si's shoulder and said with a smile.
Yang Si's face darkened: "If you have anything to say, let go of your hand first. Don't you know your own strength?"
"Uh-huh..." Yang Hu quickly let go of his hand, reached out and scratched his head, his face a little embarrassed: "Haha, I'm so excited."
Yang Si rubbed his aching shoulder. Yang Hu's big hand just pinched his shoulder and it felt like a vise. It hurt all the time.
Yang Si had no doubt that if Yang Hu exerted force, his shoulders would be crushed.
Yang Si looked at the tall Yang Hu and couldn't help but sigh, his body was still too weak.
I have to quickly demonstrate more martial arts skills.
"Master, you are so powerful, you actually won the fight." Xiao Yanzi's eyes almost lit up when she looked at Yang Si.
"That's right, regardless of who this young master is." Yang Si was in a good mood, reaching out and pinching Xiao Yanzi's little baby face.
"Acridine~" Xiao Yanzi was frightened and quickly took a few steps back to avoid Yang Si's evil hand.
"Haha, let's go. The martial arts competition is over and the poetry meeting is over. Let's go home." Yang Si smiled and said with a bit of expectation in his tone.
It didn't take long for Yang Si to accept his current identity.
Before time travel, I grew up in a divorced family. My uncle didn't care about my grandma, so I was a little unfamiliar with the word home.
And from Yang Hu's performance of protecting the calf, Yang Si felt the warmth he had never felt before.
No matter the past or future, he is Yang Si now! Yang Jiashiro!
. . .
Yang Si and his group gradually moved away, and the crowd of onlookers also slowly dispersed.
On the ring, Wei Song, who had regained his strength, raised his head and stared at Yang Si's back, a look of resentment flashing in his eyes.
In fact, there was nothing serious about Wei Song. Yang Si simply defeated Wei Song in terms of boxing skills.
Yang Si's own constitution is there. Even with the special force-generating skills of basic boxing, you just made Wei Song temporarily lose his resistance.
Not even a minor injury.
However, Wei Song knew that he had been greatly embarrassed this time, and his affairs would definitely be the talk of Xixiang City for a long time to come.
In particular, Wei Song noticed that the face on the side of the leaving female family members was smiling and whispering to the female family members around them.
Those female relatives glanced at themselves from time to time, and they must be making fun of themselves now.
This made Wei Song's hatred for Yang Si reach its peak.
. . .
"Yang Si, wait."
Just when Yang Si and Yang Hu were returning to Yang Mansion, a clear female voice suddenly came from behind.
Hearing the sound, Yang Si stopped and turned his head.
From behind, a beautiful girl wearing a close-fitting white dress, with neat ear-length hair, and carrying a long sword in her hand, was walking briskly.
This girl looks very cool.
This is Yang Si's first impression.
"It's the fourth sister-in-law." Yang Hu said with a grin when he saw the girl in white.
Chu Yi, Yang Si's fiancée, is currently staying in Yang Mansion temporarily due to some matters.
"Fourth sister-in-law." As Chu Yi approached, Yang Hu said hello honestly.
Chu Yi rolled her eyes at Yang Hu: "I haven't married Yang Si yet, so don't scream."
"It's only a matter of time. I just changed my words in advance." Yang Hu scratched his head honestly.
"Chu Yi." Yang Si also greeted with a smile, naturally without any sense of disobedience.
"You performed well today. When did you practice boxing and kicking?" Chu Yi looked at Yang Si and said curiously. She was also at the poetry meeting today.
She now lives in the Yang Mansion and has rarely seen Yang Si practicing martial arts, and Yang Si's physique is indeed not suitable for martial arts training.
"Just practice blindly and just deal with ordinary people." Yang Si glanced at the sword in Chu Yi's hand and said.
"Humph, it's good that you know it yourself, but you're still far from being my husband." Chu Yi shook the long sword in her hand.
"You can't bully Fourth Brother, even if you are my sister-in-law." Yang Hu spoke up to help.
Xiao Yanzi lowered her head quietly. If Chu Yi and Yang Si get married, she will be the mistress of Xiao Yanzi. She is a maid and has no qualifications to interrupt.
Chu Yi glanced at Yang Hu and didn't want to speak anymore. This Yang family tiger was not ordinary.
"Forget it, stop talking, let's go back together." Chu Yi interrupted the topic.
"Okay, let's go back." Yang Si smiled. He knew that Chu Yi was high-spirited. Although it was hard to violate his parents' orders, Chu Yi was still very resistant to her fiancé who could not practice martial arts.
Yang Si looked at the girl in white walking in front and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. This time travel was actually quite good.
Compared with the social beast who accomplished nothing in his previous life, now he has a family background, relatives, and such a beautiful and sassy fiancée.
"Hey, that Xixiang poem is very good. Was it really you?" Chu Yi couldn't help but asked curiously on the way.
"Just think it was written by me." Yang Si spread his hands.
He can't say that he copied it from another world.
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. . .
Returning to Yang Mansion, Yang Si met his parents at the dinner party.
A graceful and luxurious woman, the Seventh Princess of Daxia, Princess Mingyue Xia Yuerong, the biological sister of the current Emperor of Daxia, and the biological mother of Yang Si.
In other words, the current emperor of Daxia is Yang Si's uncle.
A majestic, tall, middle-aged man with a serious expression, Yang Yanxuan, General of the Kingdom of Daxia and General of the West, Yang Si's father.
"Si'er, how will Shihui be today? You're not being bullied, right?" Xia Yuerong looked at her son and spoke with concern.
"No way, Xiaohu is here, who can bully me." Yang Si grinned.
"Yes, fourth brother is so impressive today." Yang Hu spoke up to help.
"Yes, the name of the Yang family has not been ruined." The majestic Yang Yanxuan also nodded in approval. Obviously he already knew what happened to Yang Si today.
"However, your attention should still be focused on studying literature." Yang Yanxuan's tone was a little gentler.
"Father, I know." Yang Si replied, but he was already thinking about the game system.
Among the younger generations of the Yang family, only Yang Si and Yang Hu are at home now, and the others are not here for the time being.
. . .
After the dinner, Yang Yanxuan returned to his study. There was a piece of paper on the desk, which was the Xixiang poem that Yang Si wrote at the poetry meeting today.
Yang Yanxuan read it aloud several times softly, with a smile on his face unconsciously.
On the other side, Yang Si was lying on the bed playing games.
After defeating Wei Song today, I also gained more than a thousand points, which is enough to trade for a general martial arts.
In Jianghu games, martial arts are divided into routines, internal skills and light skills.
Now that he has such a strong body, Yang Si feels that a good internal skill is what he just needs.
While controlling the game characters to perform daily tasks and earn game coins and experience, I was thinking about the various internal skills in the game.
Which one is more suitable for you now?
Finally picking and choosing, Yang Si took notice in his mind.
Turtle Breath Dafa!
I feel that this internal skill is the most suitable for me now. It is the internal skill and mental method.
Obtaining the Turtle Breathing Technique is also very simple. You only need to join a Taoist sect in Taiyi Temple in the game and burn incense on the black turtle statue.
However, a little troublesome thing is that Turtle Breath Dafa is an advanced martial art!
Although it is very easy to obtain it in the game, to realize it, you need 10,000 points, and now Yang Si only has more than 1,000 points.
When he first played the game, Yang Si used the advanced internal skill of Bai Guo as a starting point for the game.
Under normal circumstances, the outer disciples who have just joined the sect in the game can only learn general martial arts, and they also need to complete daily sect tasks and earn sect contributions in exchange for martial arts.
Only this Turtle Breathing Technique can easily engage in prostitution for free.
Moreover, Turtle Breath Dafa is famous for its breath-containing technique. If you practice other internal skills to develop true energy, it is inevitable that the energy will be exposed.
The body of Tianluo has developed true energy, which is difficult to explain. The Turtle Breathing Technique can perfectly converge one's own energy.
Secondly, Turtle Breath Dafa, hemp, and turtles are symbols of longevity. After practicing Turtle Breath Dafa to a later stage, it can also strengthen the body and prolong life.
All things seem to be that the internal skill of Turtle Breath Dafa is particularly suitable for me.
Yang Si immediately controlled the game character and joined the Taiyiguan sect in the game, a sect with a Taoist background and good at swordsmanship.
In the game, after quickly buying incense candles, I went to visit the black turtle statue in the sect.
Although it is not enough points to be realized, it does not prevent Yang Si from learning it in the game first.
Anyway, improving advanced martial arts also requires a lot of experience. It takes a lot of time to upgrade to the tenth level in the game. At this time, Yang Si can find a way to get enough points.
Playing games until late at night, Yang Si fell into a deep sleep.
