Chen Zhengwei almost didn't need to think before adding that proficiency skill point to Sanda.
As Sanda LV3 turned into Sanda (Essential) LV4, a large number of related memories emerged in Chen Zhengwei's mind, including fighting styles, wrestling styles...the strength of punches, fighting techniques...
There’s also a lot of experience in the ring and street fighting.
It's as if he has fought countless times in the ring and on the streets. After repeated training, his Sanda movements have become almost instinctive.
At the same time, he felt itchy in his fists, forearms, calves, ankles, and insteps.
It took Chen Zhengwei some time to sort out the various memories and experiences that came to mind.
After a while, Chen Zhengwei opened his eyes, his eyes were shining with light, and he waved his fist twice casually, and he could feel the changes in himself.
Between LV4 and LV3, there is almost a chasm in the middle, a huge gap.
Chen Zhengwei felt that he could have a fight with that old guy Mr. Lin now.
When he looked at the system panel again, he was slightly stunned.
I saw that there is an additional skill next to Sanda (Fine) LV4, Hardness LV1, and there is no + sign next to this skill. Obviously it cannot be directly improved through skill points.
"What is this?" After a little research, Chen Zhengwei discovered his own changes.
His fists, arms, calf bones, ankles and insteps were all much harder.
People who practice kung fu have something different from ordinary people. Just like those who practice Tongbeiquan, their arms are much harder than ordinary people, like a piece of wood. When ordinary people touch their arms, it is like being hit by a wooden stick, which hurts. Can't stand it.
Just like Muay Thai fighters hit trees and wooden stakes every day, the hardness of their fists, arms, insteps and legs is far higher than that of ordinary people. Even the density of leg bones is far greater than that of ordinary people.
Other kung fu techniques also have these related exercises.
But Chen Zhengwei's improvement by adding points is different. Although he will gain a lot of memory and experience every time, as if he has practiced hard in person, his body does not have the changes caused by such hard training.
Therefore, he has been hitting people with his legs more recently and rarely with his fists.
Now his strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, but he has not specifically practiced hitting. Without protection, hitting someone on the skull and chin with your fists may break your own phalanges.
Unexpectedly, after reaching proficiency in Sanda, he would gain Hardness LV1, causing his body to change accordingly.
Chen Zhengwei hit the wall with two jabs and a backhand punch. The wall was hit with a bang, and the pain on his fist was indeed reduced a lot.
It was an unexpected surprise indeed.
However, Chen Zhengwei unzipped his pants and looked down: "It would be great if it could be as hard as this!"
Now there are only two ordinary skill points left. I added one point directly to shooting. Countless shooting memories immediately flowed into my mind, and the shooting feel also improved a lot.
There is only one skill point left, waiting to be added to the standing skills of English or Cai Lifu Quan. Unfortunately, he has not been able to practice the standing skills yet.
The 0.1 attribute is added to flexibility.
Chen Zhengwei:
Strength: 1.5/1.5
Flexible: 1.4/1.4
Physique: 1.4/1.4
Skills: Sanda (Fine) LV4, Hardness LV1, Shooting LV2, English LV1.
Chen Zhengwei got familiar with the changes in his body again, especially after practicing some basic boxing and kicking techniques of Sanda, before going to bed.
After only a few hours of sleep, Chen Zhengwei got up and pulled Qiao Niang and Chen Zhengwu out of bed.
It's okay to keep these two little guys at home all the time.
Chinese children are not allowed to go to the same school as white children, so Chinese children have almost no chance to go to school. They either go to private schools in Chinatown or find someone to teach them at home.
However, in Chinatown with tens of thousands of people, there are not many children and only one private school.
He planned to simply send the two of them to a martial arts school, and then find a teacher for them to learn calligraphy.
Education is almost engraved in the genes of every modern person.
"Brother, it's so early?" Qiao Niang and Chen Zhengwu yawned and got up from the ground. They were thrown directly from the bed to the ground by Chen Zhengwei.
"You two wash up and put on your clothes. I'll take you two to find a teacher!"
Chen Zhengwei yawned and said, not only did he bring two oil bottles, but he also had to wake them up.
He even considered whether to find a nanny somewhere.
It's just that it's not easy to find a nanny.
"Teacher? Do you want to learn Chinese characters?" Chen Zhengwu's eyes lit up. He usually doesn't talk much and is a bit tired, but he is very interested in learning Chinese characters.
It's a pity that I never had the chance.
"It's about learning martial arts! There will be many opportunities after learning calligraphy!" Chen Zhengwei said.
"Great, I want to learn!" Chen Qiaoniang immediately became happy!
On the contrary, Chen Zhengwu languished again.
Chen Zhengwei felt that the personalities of these two people could be changed.
Then he took the two of them out and went straight to the martial arts gym.
"Mr. Lin!" Chen Zhengwei laughed as he entered the martial arts gym.
Although he studied martial arts with Lin Mingsheng, like most of his disciples, he did not actually become a disciple.
Lin Mingsheng doesn't accept everyone. You have to become famous in the martial arts gym. Only when he thinks you are qualified will he truly accept you as a disciple.
Otherwise, if he fails to practice well and causes trouble when he goes out, his reputation will be ruined.
Lin Mingsheng originally had something to say to Chen Zhengwei, but he first noticed Chen Zhengwei's figure.
After only one day of not seeing each other, Chen Zhengwei's body became stronger and taller, his eyes became brighter, and even his walking posture changed a little, as if some kung fu had been practiced in his bones.
After looking Chen Zhengwei up and down several times, he noticed that there were two children behind Chen Zhengwei.
"How is this going?"
"My little sister, I'm going to let them both learn martial arts from Mr. Lin here!" Chen Zhengwei said.
"Mr. Lin!" Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu both said respectfully.
Lin Mingsheng frowned. He did not accept female disciples. But after thinking about it, I didn’t refuse.
"Then stay! Come here, I have something to ask you!" Lin Mingsheng called Chen Zhengwei into the room.
The moment he entered the room, Lin Mingsheng turned around and whipped his arm from bottom to top, like an iron whip. There was an explosion in the air, just like the tip of a whip being whipped in the air. The sound was clear and loud.
Chen Zhengwei was startled and jumped away as soon as his feet moved. He also whipped Lin Mingsheng's temple with his hand like an iron whip. The air also exploded with a sound, but it was not as crisp as Lin Mingsheng's.
However, Lin Mingsheng's body had already retreated, and he made no move to make another move. He looked up and down at Chen Zhengwei with strange eyes.
How could there be such a big change in just one day?
Lin Mingsheng couldn't understand, but it was another matter that he asked Chen Zhengwei to come over.
"Did you do that over there on Sullivan Street?"
Yesterday, he heard from the people who were looking at the injuries that they were beaten by a group of strangers wearing black gentleman's uniforms, white shirts, and bowler hats. Only then did he think of Chen Zhengwei.
Because when Chen Zhengwei came to learn martial arts in the past two days, there were people dressed like this waiting at the door of the martial arts hall. He had seen it twice.
"Yes!" Chen Zhengwei said matter-of-factly, not taking it seriously at all.
"What do you want to do?" Lin Mingsheng asked after sitting on the chair expressionlessly.
"The Chinese are so miserable here, even worse than dogs. We need a strong person to bring all the Chinese together, with only one voice, so that those ghosts will listen to us!"
Chen Zhengwei sat on a chair, crossed his legs and spread his hands:
"No one is more suitable than me! No one knows how America works better than me, and no one knows how the world will develop better than me."
"Only I can lead the Chinese to take root in the United States!"
"You've only been here a few days, and you're already talking so shamelessly?" Lin Mingsheng said lightly.
Chen Zhengwei didn't take it seriously and just said with a smile: "The United States and the Qing Dynasty are different. They are completely different from the way of thinking to the structure."
"You are old and can't keep up with the times."
"What do you want to do? Just rely on beatings to kill? What's the difference between you and those gangsters?" Lin Mingsheng asked.
"Why are you so concerned about this matter?" Chen Zhengwei did not answer, but looked at him with a smile. "Want to come and help me?"
Lin Mingsheng snorted coldly and drove him out.
"You can go to Zhan Zhuang."
Chen Zhengwei laughed and left carelessly.
Lin Mingsheng thought for a long time in the room. When he went outside and saw Chen Zhengwei actually standing, he said: "From today on, when you stand, look at the green bricks on the ground, the opposite wall, and the tiles on the roof."
"See how much you can remember at one glance, then close your eyes and think about it, then take another look and compare."
"What to do?" Chen Zhengwei asked in surprise.
"Train your eyes! When traveling around the world, not only those who practice martial arts, but even those who are roosters and dogs, must also practice their eyes. With a glance, you can know where valuable things are, and who has money on them and where they put it."
"Firearms here are fierce. If you can train your eyes well, you can see the details of everyone on the street at a glance. This is the so-called discernment. You can see when someone pulls out a gun, and at least you won't be caught. People were shot to death indiscriminately!”
"You have to train your eyes step by step. You can bring me fifty yuan later and I will give you some medicine. You can wash your eyes every day."
Lin Mingsheng said expressionlessly and left, calling Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu aside for questioning.
Chen Zhengwei glanced at Lin Mingsheng in surprise, this old guy is interesting!
And you really want to teach yourself good things.
Apart from anything else, Lin Mingsheng's kung fu is really powerful, beyond his knowledge of martial arts.
He was quite old, and his attacks were fierce and scary. This was the first time he saw someone who could make a sound like the tip of a whip being whipped out, and his body was extremely flexible.
Chen Zhengwei naturally had no reason to object.
…
Li Xiwen also came to the martial arts gym, but he was in a very depressed mood, and he seemed troubled at first sight.
Chen Zhengwei asked during a pause: "His face is so ugly, is he dead?"
Li Xiwen burst into tears when he mentioned this. He had been an apprentice in the back kitchen of Huixianlou for two years and was fired yesterday.
He didn't even know how to explain it to his father when he returned.
It took a lot of effort from his father to send him to the kitchen of Huixianlou.
Chen Zhengwei asked a few questions and found out the situation.
"What's the future of being a cook? How much can you make in a month? 20 yuan? Or 30 yuan? From now on, if you follow me in business, you will make more in a month than you make in a year. Wherever you go, people will call you Mr. Li. Then It’s called Guangzong Yaozu!”
As soon as he said this, Li Xiwen still wanted to cry, but he finally felt better.
The other brothers who were standing there with pricked ears were a little moved: "Junior Brother Chen, what kind of business can you make so much money from?"
"Are you excited?" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile. "If you are tempted, come to my place. I guarantee that you will eat well and drink spicy food, and you will have a good night's sleep every day!"
Others were still undecided, but Chen Zhengwei was not in a hurry.
