"I can't do it, I can't do it."
"Sir, you helped me find my long-lost son. I cannot repay you for your kindness. I must accept the money."
After saying that, the middle-aged man knelt down with a plop.
"Oh, why bother? It's just a little effort. Okay, okay, I'll just take it. Get up quickly."
Lin Yuan had a look of helplessness on his face and quickly accepted the several copper coins in the man's hand.
The man then smiled, saluted Lin Yuan again, and then left happily.
"Mr. Lin is such a kind man."
"Who says it's not the case? Since Mr. Lin came to Chihe City, many people have received favors."
"The wife of the Zhang family in the north of the city has been mad for many years and there is no cure. But when the husband came, he just slapped her on the forehead and the lady recognized her husband on the spot."
"The Xu family's cows were also found with the help of my husband."
"And my dog..."
The people onlookers talked a lot and praised Lin Yuan's performance.
"Oh, it's so annoying to be so popular." Lin Yuan pretended to sigh, picked up the buns and silver coins, and returned to his residence.
It has been one year since Lin Yuan came to this world.
When he first woke up, he found himself a refugee.
Fortunately, after one year of hard work, Lin Yuan successfully transformed into a homeowner in Chihe City.
But this is not enough, because this is a world of martial arts.
Warriors are real!
If I become a warrior, then when I return to reality, I will be able to escape danger.
Lin Yuan thought, and a translucent interface appeared in Lin Yuan's mind.
[Cheap Finger Loaded: Destined Person]
"Calculating the time, the master-disciple relationship I have formed should be about to begin, right?"
Some time ago, Lin Yuan decided to become a disciple of the Master of Pishan Zhangwang in the city. He wandered around the martial arts gym for a month and was almost beaten up as a gangster.
Finally one day, Lin Yuan triggered the "destined person" condition and successfully formed a master-disciple relationship with Wang Zhong.
bang bang bang
There was a knocking sound on the door knocker.
Lin Yuan felt something in his heart.
"Is Mr. Lin at home?" A rich voice sounded.
"Wait a minute, here we come!" Lin Yuan hurriedly opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, a strong man and a woman appeared in front of Lin Yuan.
There were three large red characters suspended above the strong man's head that only Lin Yuan could see.
Destined person.
"Master Wang? Miss Wang?"
"Haha, I'm here to bother you sir. This is little Queen Rou. Thanks to your generous help the day before yesterday, my daughter was safe and sound."
The strong man cupped his fists and saluted in thanks.
"Thank you sir for saving me that day."
Wang Rou looked at Lin Yuan who opened the door, blushing and couldn't help lowering her head in shyness.
My charm has nowhere to go.
Lin Yuan lamented Shuai's sin in his heart without any ambiguity.
"When you see a woman falling into the water, it's your duty to rescue her. I didn't expect that Miss Wang is actually the daughter of the owner of the palace."
"By the way, you two please come inside. It's cold outside."
After the two of them entered the room, Wang Zhong placed the box he was carrying in his right hand on the table and opened the lid.
Suddenly there was a white light.
"Sir, I must accept these five hundred taels of silver as a small thank you gift."
"In addition, if anything happens in the future, sir, you can come to Pishan Martial Arts School. Wang will definitely help."
"I can't do it, Master Wang is too polite. I have heard of the name of Pishan Martial Arts School for a long time, and I have always longed for it."
Lin Yuan waved his hands, with a look of longing on his face.
"Everyone praises me for my humble reputation."
Hearing Lin Yuan's praise, a smile appeared on Wang Zhong's face, and he pushed the box deeper into the table with his palm.
"Speaking of which, Lin Yuan does have something to ask of the Pavilion Master. In Chihe City, Pavilion Master Wang's Mountain Splitting Palm is so powerful that it protects the safety of many villages."
"In the past few days, I have often heard that strange beasts have attacked the village. Many people have lost their lives and no bodies have been left. Unfortunately, I don't have the power to restrain the chicken. Therefore, I beg you to come to the master's door."
After saying that, Lin Yuan clasped his fists in salute, knelt down on one knee with sincere eyes.
"This...well, Mr. Lin is really kind-hearted. It's just that it's best to start practicing martial arts from a young age in order to achieve success. How old is Mr. Lin this year?"
"23 years old."
"The foundation has been laid."
Wang Zhong shook his head and sighed.
"Dad~" Wang Rou tugged at the corner of Wang Zhong's clothes and called softly.
Wang Zhong originally wanted to refuse. He started to train his apprentices from a young age, and there was no precedent for accepting "big disciples".
But her heart was suddenly touched by Lin Yuan's sincere eyes, and then she thought of her daughter's life-saving grace.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Start practicing martial arts now. As long as you are diligent and willing to study, you can still protect yourself. I agree."
"Meet the master." Lin Yuan was overjoyed.
This world is actually very dangerous, and there are strange beasts in the wilderness. Even two or three strong men could not resist the attack of an ordinary alien beast.
Fortunately, there are still warriors among humans. He can break open monuments and crack rocks, strike water from the air, and even tear apart tigers and leopards with his strength.
There are warriors stationed in every village, and the cities are guarded by strong men who are superior to warriors. The status of every warrior is very respected.
To become a warrior, in addition to having a teacher, you also need to have strong talent or abundant funds.
Lin Yuan is not worried at all about whether he can become a warrior. According to his understanding, as long as there are enough resources, one can become a warrior by taking medicine.
Wang Zhong was very tall, and Lin Yuan, who was 1.8 meters tall, was a head lower than him. On the way back to the martial arts school, everyone consciously avoided him.
Soon, they stopped in front of two large stone lions.
On the reddish-brown door made of fine wood, a gold-rimmed plaque hangs in the center, with the words "Pishan Martial Arts School" written in quick and easy strokes.
The two disciples on duty at the door saw the crowd and immediately stepped forward to greet them respectfully.
"I've met the Royal Palace Master!"
"Let's go in. The formal apprenticeship ceremony will be held later. By the way, I'll introduce you to your two senior brothers."
Wang Zhong put his right hand on Lin Yuan's shoulder and said.
"Okay." Lin Yuan began to look forward to it.
Walking into the gate, in the square paved with bluestones, there were twenty or thirty teenagers wearing white martial arts robes, pairs of two, feeding each other moves.
At the edge, various weapon racks were displayed, some were wielding machetes, and some were lifting stone locks.
The atmosphere became heated.
Lin Yuan took a deep breath and followed Wang Zhong closely.
"After the ceremony, you will be my third disciple. You started late, and the people in the hall are martial arts-loving. Don't accept their challenges impulsively, but learn to be patient."
Wang Zhong warned carefully.
"Disciple, I remember." Lin Yuan responded seriously.
The ceremony will be held in the martial arts hall.
Lin Yuan held the red wooden box and stood quietly at the door.
In the center of the hall, under the solemn statue of the Patriarch, Wang Zhong stood on the right, followed closely by two men in their 20s.
"Worship the ancestor!"
Wang Zhong held the incense in both hands, bowed deeply to the statue, then inserted the incense into the incense burner and sat on the chair under the statue of the Patriarch.
"Worship Master!"
Lin Yuan held the wooden box, stepped forward respectfully, opened the wooden box, and placed it in front of Wang Zhong. Kowtow on the futon.
Inside is a thousand taels of silver for the apprenticeship ceremony.
The three people's eyelids twitched and they said nothing.
"Lin Yuan, from today on, you are my third disciple among the kings."
"This is your senior brother Zhou Li, who is good at palm skills. The second one is your second senior brother Tian Feng, who is good at sword skills."
Wang Zhong pointed to the two men beside him and introduced them one by one.
"Junior brother, please give me more advice in the future." Zhou Li and Tian Feng said politely.
They bring talents to become apprentices, but this one brings wealth to become apprentices.
"In the future, if you don't understand something, you can communicate more with your senior brothers. Don't be embarrassed, they have been practicing martial arts since they were young, and they are now older than you."
"In addition, after entering my martial arts gym, you are not allowed to betray the martial arts studio, kill your fellow disciples, or commit adultery. Do you remember?"
Wang Zhong's tone suddenly became stern.
"Disciple Lin Yuan, keep this in mind."
"Very good. Then, from now on, the honor of Pishan Martial Arts School will be with you. Now, you come with me, and I will teach you the basic skills of martial arts."
Wang Zhong stood up from the Grand Master's chair, personally put on Lin Yuan a white-backed gold-patterned military robe, and then strode out the door.
"After you finish practicing martial arts, remember to buy some blood-activating ointment."
Zhou Li glanced at Lin Yuan, closed the box, showed a narrow smile, and walked in the other direction.
"If you are interested in sword skills, you can come to me. I'm usually here in the afternoon." Tian Feng had a cool look on his face, and left the martial arts gym after saying a few words.
Are all of them walking so fast?
Shaking his head, Lin Yuan quickly walked out of the hall.
We can't keep Master waiting any longer.
On the martial arts training ground, Wang Zhong was ready. After Lin Yuan appeared, he began to explain the basic skills of martial arts.
"The set of pile techniques I teach you is called Earth Dragon Pile, and its characteristic is stability. Bend your knees and sink your upper body. Imagine that you transform into an Earth Dragon, and the earth is your solid backing..."
"When you feel the energy and blood flowing continuously from your feet to your head, and the void seems to be taking advantage of it, then you are ready. After that, I will teach you the formal mental techniques of a warrior."
Wang Zhong assumed a strange posture, with his hands folded across his chest, his upper body slightly tilted back, and his legs bent down, as if he was lying on a rocking chair.
The center of gravity is so outward that it doesn't fall down?
Lin Yuan intuitively saw the specialness of warriors for the first time.
[A destined person will teach you the Earth Dragon Stake. Under the wonderful fate, you have a wonderful understanding. 】
After Wang Zhong carefully explained the earth dragon pile, a prompt appeared in Lin Yuan's mind.
[Your earth dragon pile is ready. 】
Ah, am I getting started?
Before Lin Yuan could react, he vaguely felt that he had been practicing for a long time, and the essence of the Earth Dragon Stake was engraved in his heart.
[Your earth dragon pile is small. 】
[Your earth dragon pile is now big. 】
I'm done now?
A large amount of information suddenly emerged, and due to a wonderful fate, Lin Yuan understood it instantly.
He understood that he had indeed achieved great success.
Thinking of the last time he traveled through time, he was brutally trained by the men in black.
Somehow, Lin Yuan had an epiphany.
If you want to live a good life, krypton gold is indispensable.
There is a lot of krypton, gold and krypton, and I feel detached even while lying down.
After the earth dragon pile was completed, Lin Yuan felt that he was now a stable one! Everyone looks like a fulcrum!
Wang Zhong, who was on the side, saw Lin Yuan standing there stupidly, thinking that his performance had shocked Lin Yuan, and hurriedly comforted him.
"Lin Yuan, you don't have to be too anxious. It took even your senior brother a full two months to get started with this Earth Dragon Stake."
"Your master and I are already at the level of Dacheng. Without 10 years of hard training, I can't even reach it."
"Martial arts practitioners, don't be too ambitious. Get familiar with it every day. With my teachings, you will definitely be able to get started in a few months."
