(The worlds in this book are all parallel worlds, and cities, power structures, and reality are also different, so please do not take them for granted)
Shangshu City is a city full of three-dimensionality. It is built on the mountains and is surrounded by mountains. The 22nd floor may be able to look at the first floor through the window. Cars driving on the roof are not a rare sight. .
Maybe you have just climbed up a rugged mountain path that looks like a small forest animal, and the next moment you find yourself on the roof of someone else's house.
In cities like this that are closely connected with mountains, there are also some neglected old houses built in nooks and crannies.
They seem to have been integrated into the mountain. They don't look like houses, but more like a ray of scenery in the mountain.
Feng Xue appeared on the mountain road wearing a quilt. She thought she had entered some deep mountain forest. When she looked back, she saw a steel jungle with high and low levels. When she looked back, she saw a small mountain village made of brick and tile bungalows. , for a time, there was only a thin line between classical and modern, but it seemed to separate two worlds.
However, she was not surprised by this scenery for too long, and even thought it was no big deal - after all, Nanshan District was, in a sense, an upgraded version of this architectural style.
Glancing around, Feng Xue's attention focused on a bungalow with a small courtyard. It was a brick house that looked a bit old. Although it occupied a large area and had a small courtyard, most people Seeing it does not give you the feeling that "this is a small villa only for rich people live in". On the contrary, the ancient temperament and the moss-covered walls give people the impression of being an old house that has not been taken care of for decades. The feeling of a house - it even makes people wonder whether there is water and electricity.
At this moment, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties was wearing loose autumn clothes and practicing boxing in the small courtyard.
Although it looks like that, there is no order in the change of moves, and the technique of exerting force is even worse. It seems that he is practicing according to the boxing charts on the Internet or somewhere else.
This is not to say that the boxing records on the Internet are all fake. In fact, on the contrary, at least in the world before Feng Xue became Wu, many things that could be said to be secretly passed down by various schools in the past could be found online, but the key point The problem is that traditional martial arts is just like those books in ancient times that have no sentences to read. If you don't have a guide to tell you the key points, it is useless to just rely on reading.
"It doesn't matter whether it's formed or not..." Feng Xue shook his head slightly, but he also confirmed that this young man was the target who triggered his coming rule.
[Kung Fu Dream] The rules of this world are very simple. The content is to allow Feng Xue to come to people who "have the dream of practicing martial arts" and teach them martial arts.
But the flexibility of this teaching is very high. Feng Xue can simply throw out a secret book, or he can impart ten years of inner strength, or he can simply stay by his side and teach him carefully, but Feng Xue has not yet had time to prepare what he has prepared. As soon as the lines were spoken, the eyes of the two people met in the air.
"I……"
Feng Xue wanted to speak immediately, but the young man immediately stopped and said:
"Wait a mininute!"
"Uh, I didn't say anything yet..." Feng Xue grinned and stood outside the yard. Not long after, she saw a young man coming out with a bowl of steaming white porridge and a pile of pickles:
"There's nothing good to do so early in the morning, just fill your stomach."
"..." Feng Xue wanted to speak, but then looked at her equipment, and finally said nothing. She just took off the quilt and spread it on the ground, took the porridge bowl from the other person's hand and started eating.
When the other party saw this, he returned to the door and started punching. Feng Xue raised the corners of his mouth and said:
"Young man, if you like boxing so much, why don't you find a serious master?"
"I have no money!" the young man said nonchalantly, "Shangshu Boxing Gym is not cheap to begin with. Last month, a new regulation was issued and a large number of people were screened out. Now I dare to ask for a 'routine certificate' Who can afford to learn with tens of thousands a month?"
"You don't have money to practice boxing in the early morning, so you don't have to work?" Feng Xue looked at the young man speechlessly, but the young man said calmly:
"I just quit and wrote this because I didn't want to be squeezed by my boss. Work, work like a charm!"
"Tsk tsk, young man, have you ever heard of a saying? Usually young people in their twenties who have no job imagine themselves as a writer."
Feng Xue said with the corners of her mouth raised, and the young man immediately became anxious and said immediately: "I signed the contract seriously." After that, there were words such as "If you don't make money, it's piracy", "The street writer is also a writer", It is difficult to understand such words as "working full time is better than salary".
However, Feng Xue did not laugh at this moment. She just stood up, placed the empty porridge bowl on the stone platform at the entrance of the courtyard, and looked at the young man with a pair of sharp eyes:
"You don't look like you have any blood feud. Why are you so fond of Kung Fu? Could it be that you point to Kung Fu heroes to save the beauty?"
The young man's face darkened when he heard this. It's strange to say that he himself is a bit afraid of society, but today he was able to communicate easily with this completely unfamiliar homeless man, as if he was not in reality, but in a distance. It's like blowing water on the Internet while looking at the screen.
Facing Feng Xue's serious eyes, the young man had a desire to talk for some reason, but he was not the protagonist type. He did not have any deep hatred, nor any wonderful experience with Kung Fu. In the end, he could only say one sentence. :
"I'm from the Yan Kingdom. Isn't it normal to like kung fu?"
"That's right." Feng Xue nodded in approval, and her original serious expression suddenly relaxed. Just when the young man thought he was going to say something else, he suddenly felt something hit his waist twice, and his whole body All became stiff.
"For the sake of this meal, I'll teach you something real." Feng Xue muttered in a voice that could be vaguely heard by the young man, then picked up the quilt on the ground and left along the mountain road, but his voice was... It still reached the ears of the young man:
"Don't think that Zama Step is boring. Strength comes from the roots and strength comes from the legs. Without a solid lower body, you will be just a showpiece no matter how you practice..."
…
Seeing Feng Xue's figure disappear, the young man froze on the spot dumbfounded, but his posture changed without his control.
A strange heat spread toward his legs from the two places where he was hit before, and then his leg muscles began to contract regularly.
"Is this...an adventure?" As an online writer, no matter how stupid he is, he can react at such times. He immediately calmed down and felt his current state, including the changes in the strength of his leg muscles and the ups and downs of his body. The magnitude, I don’t know which expert did it, or whether I really have the talent in this area. All the key points of the whole process are extremely clear in the young man’s mind.
At this moment, an idea suddenly appeared in the young man's mind——
"Should I have had another bottle of wine just now?"
Regarding the integration of the Phantom of the Opera suit into the environment, I have explained it many times. It is that "appearing here will not make people feel inconsistent", but it does not make your appearance "legal".
An example I often give -
If you go to rob a bank with a windproof hood and a gun, no one will think it's against the rules, because that's what you should wear to rob a bank (outrageous argument), but this does not prevent the police from arresting you.
Its effect is more similar to "holding a ladder", just like if you wear a cleaning suit and enter the women's restroom, everyone thinks it's okay for you to appear here, but if you show up legitimately, you can peek at others while they are using the restroom. , should be beaten or should be beaten.
(End of chapter)
