"Pay 1 point of experience, the skill 'primary cannon fist' has been upgraded to 'intermediate cannon fist'."

As such a prompt emerged, Xu Xian completed his first experience control. He even closed his eyes on the spot for a few seconds, hoping to make him look more ritualistic.

Unfortunately, he could not feel any change at all. If it weren't for the experience number at the bottom of the panel that had already become "0", he would even think that the panel would be stuck.

Xu Xian took a deep breath, walked to another sandbag, took off his horse as Song Peiyuan's previous movement, and then suddenly punched.

"Drink!!"

Don’t say it, it’s amazing to shout when you punch...

A strange thought occurred in Xu Xian's mind, and his right arm hit the sandbag like a cannonball. The sandbag exploded, lifting countless grains of sand and smoke, completely blocking his view.

"Ahem..."

Song Peiyuan quickly waved his arm and dispersed the dust in front of him, with a look of shock on his face: "Second Young Master, your fist... is probably not inferior to mine."

Song Peiyuan said this conservatively, not only because he is not worse than him, but he is clearly one level higher.

After using the "intermediate cannon fist", Xu Xian felt as if he had learned something, and he could naturally understand the knowledge about cannon fist.

Song Peiyuan's understanding of "cannon fist" is actually still at the primary level. At most, he is a senior at the primary level, and he is not much better than Xu Xian, a beginner.

After all, he has specialized in his profession, and Song Peiyuan is not a warrior in the army. He may not be able to use the last cannon fist in a few years. It is already very good to have this level.

After paying 1 point of experience, Xu Xian's attainment in cannon fist has undoubtedly surpassed him, which can be seen from the effect of cannon fist produced by the two.

Song Peiyuan only broke the sandbag, but Xu Xian was able to shake the sand and gravel in it all over the sky. Putting aside the strength, the latter had a more powerful shock.

However, after this, Xu Xian began to hide his weaknesses and even deliberately made some mistakes, making his level less exaggerated.

In the end, Song Peiyuan could only attribute it to "the second young master seemed to be outstanding in mobilizing his body and exerting strength", and then left with all his thoughts.

Song Peiyuan had something to do in the afternoon, and he usually had his own affairs, so of course it was impossible for Xu Xian to be a full-time coach.

Xu Xian didn't care. After lunch, he started practicing alone.

Although he used experience to improve his skill level, Xu Xian never felt that knowledge could replace him. He needed to make his body truly familiar with the skill "Bao Fist".

"Look at my cannon fist!"

“-0.3%.”

He punched out again, and this time it seemed that the force of twisting his body was slightly stronger, and it went to his waist...

...

Until the rest of the night, Xu Xian's health was only 95.6%. If it were a normal person, he would have lost half his life.

"Practicing martial arts is indeed very dangerous. Ordinary people practiced for two days and practiced themselves to death..." Xu Xian muttered to himself while feeding the food in his mouth.

No matter what, the day's exercise is still effective. Xu Xian is able to use cannon fist more skillfully and does not require too many preparations.

After all, in real battles, the enemy will not give you too many opportunities to prepare, especially the two enemies you have to face.

"I wish I could come early in the morning now!" Xu Xian clenched his fists secretly, feeling full of energy.

Then he heard a slap in the door, and a crisp sound came from outside: "Second brother, open the door! It's me and Xiaode!"

Xu Xian quickly recalled in his mind that the original owner was the second child at home, and there was a younger brother and a younger sister below.

The third brother Xu Wensi, seventeen years old, usually likes to dance guns and sticks the most, but in fact he has limited talent in martial arts.

On the contrary, the fourth brother Xu De has good qualifications in martial arts and has received praise from many famous teachers. It is said that the Xu family's family's internal skills are about to be achieved, and he is about to choose a major sect to become a disciple.

Xu Xian got up and opened the door, and indeed saw two faces in his memory.

Xu Wensi has a lively personality, and her round face looks a little cute, while Xu De is relatively dull, but he is a little more steady than his sister. At this time, he treats him with a regular manner.

"I've met my second brother."

Xu Wensi was impatient with this, so he pushed Xu De away and stepped forward and said, "Second brother, I heard from Uncle Song that you have also started practicing martial arts? Or are you a genius of external skills?"

"Haha, I just practice casually." Xu Xian's smile almost froze. Song Peiyuan's big mouth couldn't tell...

However, he wronged Lao Song. Song Peiyuan actually only reported to the head of the family Xu Changlie. It happened that these two little guys heard it and then spread it.

Xu Wensi ignored this and pretended to be on the spot: "Second brother, come and practice!"

Xu Xian's face turned green, what a fool! He can't do anything except one hand, but if he really wants to punch a cannon, I'm afraid that this little girl will have a concussion.

The four brothers and sisters of the Xu family, except for the older sister who was much older and who visited Yunshui Villa in his early years, the remaining three of them actually had a good relationship.

After finally persuading this bad-tempered sister, she promised her to spend some time with her to practice, so Xu Xiancai sent the two of them out.

Xu De didn't say anything. He turned around until he was about to leave the yard, with a little seriousness on his face.

"Second brother, Uncle Song said that you don't like internal skills and prefer heretics. This is... This is wrong. Focusing on the outside and neglecting the inside will cause damage to the roots and bones..."

Xu Xian couldn't help laughing. The fourth brother Xu De was only fifteen years old this year. Such a half-old boy was trying to persuade him seriously. The scene was really funny.

"I know." Xu Xian patted his shoulder, "Second brother, I'm not ignorant. Besides, Uncle Song can still watch me practice myself to death?"

"That's right..." Xu De couldn't help but touch his head, "By the way, my second brother, I heard that my elder sister will go home in a few days, so why not ask her for advice at that time."

"Sister?" Xu Xian's eyes flashed with surprise.

The eldest sister Xu De mentioned is Xu Wenjing, the eldest daughter of the Xu family. She left home to study at the age of fourteen. Now eleven years have passed and she has made a huge reputation in the world.

Even Xu Xian, who had not cared about the affairs of the world before, knew that his elder sister was a martial arts star, the rare type in the world.

However, in Xu Xian's memory, Xu Wenjing rarely comes home, and even comes back, she usually stays for a few days before leaving. She rarely communicates with them, and is more busy with social engagements.

"Let's talk about it then." Xu Xian said casually. He didn't care about his elder sister who could hardly remember her appearance. It was more important to kill monsters at night.

After seeing off the two, Xu Xian returned to his room to read a book for a while, continued to be familiar with the history and culture of the world, and soon fell asleep slowly.

In a trance, he felt his consciousness wake up, and indeed stood on the white arena again.

"It seems that being in a sleep state will not affect the turn-on opening... I will try to proactively delay tomorrow."

Xu Xian thought in his heart, looked up and looked forward, and two identical figures appeared in front of him - two templar warriors "Song Peiyuan".
Chapter completed!