Lin Yuan looked at Wang Zhong who kept comforting him. After thinking about it, he still didn't have the heart to tell him that his Earth Dragon Stake was already big and not weaker than him.
"Alas, some people have been working hard for many years and can no longer make any progress. Some people have just started and have already seen the end. They don't even have time to appreciate the scenery along the way."
The troubles of a genius.
Lin Yuan secretly boasted about himself, and then moved the large earth dragon pile, his energy and blood flowed, and the surrounding breeze suddenly became small fulcrums.
At this moment, Lin Yuan seemed to be standing, but in fact he was already lying down. Very comfortable.
"Okay, these are the training methods for Earth Dragon Stake. You will stand at least 4 hours a day from now on. I know you have strong financial resources, so you can buy blood-activating ointment to assist in the practice."
"Today, Master Qin of the Qingmu Martial Arts School has a banquet, so I will leave first. When you are bored during practice, you can observe at the training ground, but don't accept the challenge casually." Wang Zhong warned carefully.
"Brother Lin can also take a walk around the martial arts gym and get familiar with the environment." Wang Rou also said happily.
Wang Zhongzhong secretly thought that the daughter would not be allowed to stay, and quickly left the martial arts hall with her daughter.
"He is really a martial artist. He does things quickly and without any delay."
Before Lin Yuan could ask for a copy of the exercises, his master disappeared.
"What's next?"
Lin Yuan was worried.
"Junior Brother Lin, how are you doing with the Earth Dragon Stake training? Do you have any questions about martial arts training?"
Zhou Li walked out of the hall and saw Lin Yuan frowning.
"Hello, Senior Brother Zhou! Junior Brother's Earth Dragon Stake training is pretty good. I just don't know what to do besides practicing Earth Dragon Stake."
What else should be done. Of course it’s cultivation. The junior brother really doesn’t know the depth of martial arts training.
Zhou Li had a strange look on his face, remembering the hard days he spent in bed recuperating after his whole body ached.
"The way of a warrior is lofty and profound. You can only be called a warrior if you are a beginner. A warrior can only become a warrior by tempering his skin, muscles and bones."
"Becoming a warrior, you can already say that you can fight against a hundred people. You will be a noble presence wherever you are. Most villages only have one warrior in charge."
"Not to mention, above the warriors, there are also martial arts masters who dominate the city and open schools to preach. Junior brother, don't be too ambitious."
Zhou Li patted Lin Yuan's shoulder and warned him sadly.
"Elder brother, what state are you in now?"
Lin Yuan was curious. This was the first time he heard about the differences between warrior realms.
"But he is just a new warrior, not worth mentioning. Although there are not many young warriors like me in Chihe City, there are still many in the world."
"Come on, little junior brother, I believe you can become a warrior."
Zhou Li waved his hands, with a lonely look on his face, and disappeared at the door of the martial arts hall with his clothes flying.
"Damn it, I didn't ask for the answer, but I pretended to be the senior brother. I lost blood."
Lin Yuan looked at the door of the martial arts hall speechlessly, and decided to watch the people in the martial arts training ground to pass the time.
In this era, everyone wants to practice martial arts, but only a small number of people have the opportunity.
Even if these people join the martial arts hall, they almost only have the status of registered disciples and can learn some kung fu on the periphery of the martial arts hall.
Only those with good performance, outstanding character, or special circumstances will be favored by the owner and accepted as true disciples.
Therefore, when Lin Yuan appeared wearing a gold-patterned martial robe, representing the disciple of Pishan Martial Arts School, the martial arts training ground became quiet.
"I've met senior brother!"
The neat sounds formed a sound wave that shook the hall.
No matter how long you have been a disciple, as long as you are still a registered disciple, you will always say hello to Lin Yuan at this moment.
"Go on, don't worry about me."
Lin Yuan is not afraid. It has been a year since he traveled back in time. What scene has he not seen before? He is as stable as an old dog in his heart, and has even regarded the martial arts school as his second home.
After all the disciples said hello, they continued to practice, but some people looked at Lin Yuan and did not look away.
"Senior brother, I became a disciple and inherited the inheritance halfway. I must have extraordinary skills. Junior brother Liu Baoyun, please give me some advice."
Liu Baoyun took a step forward, his muscular arms glowing with a bronze sheen.
"Senior brother, I'm sorry, Liu Baoyun was exposed to too much sun today, and he is a fool."
The friend on the side apologized to Lin Yuan, quickly grabbed Liu Baoyun's arm and growled,
"Liu Baoyun, are you stupid because of your martial arts practice? Please apologize to your senior brother."
"The martial policy of the Pishan Martial Arts School is to 'destroy mountains and break mountains, and move forward indomitably'. Liu Baoyun sincerely asks my senior brother to give me some advice."
Liu Baoyun looked at Lin Yuan with bright eyes.
It’s over!
The disciples present felt a thump in their hearts.
This senior brother is thin, his steps are weak and weak, and he came in halfway to become a disciple. He must have gone through some special channels, and it is impossible to have special skills.
Only people like Liu Baoyun, whose heads are full of muscles, can't see it. Now, senior brother can't step down, and the owner of the hall will not look good when he comes back. Life will be miserable for everyone in the future.
"What a reckless man. I agree to your request."
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Lin Yuan agreed without hesitation.
Lin Yuan looked at the strong man in front of him with great interest.
He didn't agree impulsively, he came prepared.
[You and Liu Baoyun have formed a friendship. 】
A line of prompts appeared in Lin Yuan's mind.
Suddenly, three red letters that only Lin Yuan could see floated over Liu Baoyun's head.
Destined person.
After Lin Yuan agreed, everyone had to make room for an open space for the two sides to discuss.
Lin Yuan grinned.
"Junior brother Liu, I'm standing right here. If you can move me half a point, I'll count you as the winner. How about that?"
"Ah this..."
"Senior brother is so confident?"
"Liu Baoyun is also the hardest working among us. He has worked hard to the point where he is very powerful."
"Does he really have special skills?"
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect the new senior brother to say such words. He simply didn't regard martial disciples as warriors.
"Senior brother is so powerful! Junior brother must go all out!"
Liu Baoyun was also shocked by Lin Yuan's wild words. He even twisted his muscles and made an arch shape to accumulate force.
"Senior brother, be careful! This move is called 'Falling Stone'."
Liu Baoyun's face turned red, his right fist expanded in a circle, and he hit Lin Yuan fiercely, like a big stone falling from the sky, with a fierce momentum.
Lin Yuan was also taken aback by Liu Baoyun's moves. Fortunately, he was very skillful in managing his expressions and trusted his golden fingers, and his face remained calm.
The surging energy and blood moved within Lin Yuan's body. Sure enough, at this moment, Lin Yuan saw it!
It was countless light red dots.
They were on the incoming fist of Liu Baoyun, on Lin Yuan's body, and on the ground where Lin Yuan's feet touched.
Liu Baoyun's fist hit Lin Yuan's left shoulder steadily.
In Lin Yuan's field of vision, the red dots on his fists coincidentally coincided with the red dots on his body. As the energy and blood moved, they coincidentally passed into the red dots on the ground.
Lin Yuan felt nothing during the whole process.
"He didn't hide?!"
The same question appeared in everyone's mind at the same time.
The next moment, when everyone was in disbelief, Lin Yuan stretched out his hand, gently opened Liu Baoyun's fist, and said with a smile:
"Punch it next."
Lin Yuan's body did not sway at all. Only the cracks on the ground where he stood and the scattered dust told people that everything just now was not so peaceful.
Liu Baoyun exhaled heavily and retracted his fist solemnly. When he hit Lin Yuan, he thought he would make him vomit blood. Unexpectedly, at that moment, Lin Yuan's body was like a black hole, swallowing up all the power of his punch.
"Junior brother, there is another move called 'Rolling Stone'. It consists of 12 punches in total. Each punch is more powerful than the last. Senior brother, please be careful."
After Liu Baoyun reminded him, he closed his eyes, inhaled and exhaled repeatedly, and the muscles in his body surged like waves.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his fists were like rolling stones, hitting Lin Yuan one after another.
Dust was everywhere, and the sound of cracking stone slabs kept coming.
The disciples all looked at the two people in the smoke carefully, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.
"Senior brother, you should be able to hold on, right?"
"Liu Shitou is so powerful! I only know how to practice 8 punches with Rolling Stone."
"Who will win?"
"Liu Shitou. Senior brother is too trustworthy. Maybe he won't be injured, but he will definitely move his feet. I guess even a martial artist in the bone training realm can't handle these 12 punches from the rolling stone."
Gradually, the smoke began to dissipate, and everyone looked at the competition center eagerly.
A tall figure still stood tall. Lin Yuan's handsome face appeared in front of everyone, with bright eyes and smooth black hair, and his whole person exuded a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi temperament.
In front of him, Liu Baoyun sat slumped on the ground with his palms on the ground, panting like an ox and sweating like rain.
"Hiss~"
"Unscathed!"
"Senior brother, is he a warrior?"
Amid everyone's exclamations, Liu Baoyun managed to stand up and bowed deeply to Lin Yuan.
"Thanks to senior brother for his hard work, junior brother was able to integrate his muscles and move towards the bone training realm! From now on, he will be at his disposal."
"It's okay, it's okay, you just lacked an introduction. After you try your best to compete, you will naturally break through."
Lin Yuan said softly, and glanced at the top of Liu Baoyun's head from the corner of his eye.
As the discussion ended, the words "destined person" faded and disappeared.
[You get a copy of Liu Baoyun’s Falling Stone Fist]
Scenes of Liu Baoyun painstakingly practicing Luoshi Fist flashed by, and for a moment, Lin Yuan felt that he had learned Luoshi Fist.
His falling stone fist skills are no less than Liu Baoyun!
Lin Yuan grinned and became increasingly arrogant.
"Who else wants to compete with me, senior brother? Free tutoring. If you miss today, there will be no tomorrow! Maybe you will be the next one to break through the bone training realm!"
Lin Yuan looked around and encouraged the shocked disciples.
"I, I'm coming! Senior brother, my name is Miao Duoduo!"
"Brother, my name is Zhang Chunjing! I also want to spar!"
"And me, and me!"
Liu Baoyun and the others knew it all too well. They had been practicing hard for so long without any breakthrough. As a result, today I just had a sparring session with Senior Brother Lin and entered the bone training realm, which made all the disciples feel excited.
After a while, another registered disciple collapsed on the ground. Many disciples surrounded him.
"How does it feel to compete with senior brother?"
"Senior brother's rock-falling fist is so powerful! It hit me all over the body..." The disciple giggled.
"I'm not asking you this, hey, wake up!" Seeing that something was wrong with him, everyone hurriedly slapped him awake.
"It's almost, it's almost, I can feel it. My whole body is shaking..."
"He felt a big muscle!"
"Hurry up and break through the Jinjin Realm, I'm not running away."
Only then did everyone put down the fainted disciple with satisfaction, and asked more fervently to spar with Lin Yuan.
For a while, the gatekeeper disciples of the martial arts hall also joined in. There were punches and kicks in the martial arts training ground, and cheers and cheers continued.
Sun Guofang is the steward of Pishan Martial Arts School and is responsible for the daily procurement of martial arts training materials.
"No, something happened in the martial arts gym!"
When Sun Guofang came back from an outing, he saw the door of the martial arts hall open but no disciples guarding the door. He had an unknown premonition in his heart.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a large number of disciples lying on the ground in a mess, all with bruises and swollen faces.
In the center of the martial arts training ground, smoke filled the air, and several figures were flashing.
"Hang on!"
"Too strong, no match at all!"
Some disciples were wailing.
After a while, a disciple flew out of the smoke and lay on the ground, groaning.
"What a thief, you chose this time to come to the gym. No, I have to find the gym owner quickly."
Sun Guofang did not dare to stay, so he hurriedly called for a carriage and galloped towards the Aoki Martial Arts Hall.
"How dare you kick my martial arts gym, you brave maniac!"
Bang
Wang Zhong grabbed the armrests of the chair in his hand and stood up with a cold tone.
"It seems that since I, the Splitting Mountain Palm King, have not done anything in the city for two years, some people have forgotten the color of blood."
"Why should the Prince of the Palace get so angry? He is just a clown." The majestic man at the banquet said.
"Master Qin, I've made you laugh. I have to go back first."
Wang Zhong looked apologetic, drank a glass of wine in one gulp, and said goodbye to the man in the seat.
Master Qin also gave a toast in return.
