Chapter 17 Magic Martial Wall?
There are restrictions on human sandbags, the time for dyeing red is limited, and the amount of medicines carried on them has blood lines...
In order to solve the latter, Dugu Fu deliberately used the stolen money to supplement many golden sore medicines.
There is nothing to do with the former, so I can only practice hard every minute and every second.
During the process of riding a horse and chopping, he also woke up several times, and found Dugu Fu stealing his own things, and also found the changes in the package.
But just like a person brainwashed by a pyramid scheme, he didn't doubt anything at all. He wanted to give everything, but he didn't bother to ask for it at all. Instead, he was amazed by Dugu Fu's unique counterfeit technique.
Seriously speaking, he was really not deceived. At least he learned this trick to find a copycat flying dragon cloud explorer, which was a blessing in disguise.
Dugu Fu was too lazy to pay attention to him. After he had almost finished practicing the two skills, time for the dyeing red was over. He found an opportunity to clean his pockets and put him back to nature. He changed his direction and took four horses away.
If you have a love, you will be full of water and have no debts and are light!
Getting rid of horse riding and chopping, Dugu rode his horse and shuttled through the mountains and forests, temporarily throwing the unfavorable things behind his mind.
Is it not good to practice?
Yes, he encountered a bottleneck whether it was Xingyi Five Styles or theft technique.
At first he didn't believe it. Even if he used a quick method, he shouldn't be able to get a bottleneck so quickly...
But the facts are in front of you. The power of Xingyi Five Styles is from taking medicine from twenty hits to taking medicine to sixteen hits, and then it stagnates.
Theft technique, ordinary backpacks that steal and ridden horses and chop, have a success rate of about 60%, and it has not improved.
This shouldn't be...
The strengthening range of Xingyi Five Styles should be more than 30%, and sixteen strikes are definitely not the limit;
The success rate of theft technique. If the stolen person does not respond, the success rate of ordinary backpacks should be close to 100%!
As for how many sensor attributes the stolen person has, whether he will find out, that is another judgment.
What went wrong?
While running, a branch hits the face.
On the horse's back, Dugu Fu instinctively used a move, his body slanted, and his hand pulled the reins and bent down to form an iron bridge.
"Horizontal means loess, stable and heavy, and force starts from the ground..."
In an instant, Dugu Fufu reached his heart: "The key is that the waist force is the foundation of the five styles of Xingyi, which is closely related to the stance technique."
"If the stance is not achieved, the horizontal one cannot be achieved. If the horizontal one cannot be achieved, each move of the five Xingyi styles will be affected."
"And, not only that..."
After rushing over the cross branch, Dugu Fu stopped and loosened the reins.
Two red marks, the flesh and blood were almost broken, and they were rolled around left and right. This was his force to avoid it, and he was strangled by the reins.
But Dugu Fu remembered clearly that after training in the mountains and forests these days, his hands gradually became thicker and even had calluses. How could he be so delicate?
"The stealing depends on flexibility, skillful hands and precise movements; while the battle formation boxing technique like Xingyiquan is killing, straightforward, and the least required is skillfulness."
"If you practice stealing, your hands are tender, your power will be affected; if you practice Xingyi, your hands are thick, your success rate will not be improved... Is it simply funny? In this lowest-level martial arts world, there will be such a thing as a magic martial arts wall..." Dugu Fu, who had figured it out, couldn't laugh or cry.
The magic martial arts extreme wall means that in some magical worlds, warriors cannot become mages, and mages cannot become warriors' job transfer barriers.
There is a magic world, but I have never heard of the martial arts world.
He has never heard of it, obviously it is only for NPC restrictions.
"It seems that even in the low martial arts world, martial arts cannot be practiced randomly... If I hadn't realized it for a while, God would have known how long I would have stuck in Xingyi Five Styles and theft?"
"No wonder people who practice martial arts have to go out to experience it at a certain stage. Sometimes, it is not possible to work behind closed doors. They need action and opportunity to understand."
"But... not only the five styles of Xingyi, but also in this low martial arts world, most of the kung fu is in hand. If you don't practice Xingyiquan, you may also practice other boxing."
Dugu Fu spread his palms and looked at his fair and slender body, which was a little different from a man's palms...
"If you can change your job to a mage with such a pair of hands into the magic world, you will definitely be first-class in the speed of forming magic seals. But what should you do in this world? Could you change to your legs?"
"There are not many famous leg skills, it's nothing more than just Tan's legs, poking the feet..."
Talking to himself, Dugu Fu suddenly beat his hands and hit the wound in a state of obsession, grinning.
"Yes, you should practice your legs, why not? Although your flexibility and speed are insufficient, the strength of your legs is three times that of your fists. As long as you use it properly, with my reaction and hard practice, you will definitely be much faster than complex boxing."
"It doesn't matter if you don't have strong leg skills. Isn't it all made up by humans..."
"Besides, in addition to Tan Le, poking feet, Foshan shadowless feet, deadly piercing feet, Jeet Kune Do leg techniques and step-pad side kicks, and heavy knees and heavy legs in Muay Thai, there are all things to learn from."
"Tsk, it's a pity that he was put back on the horse and chopping, otherwise he could practice his skills..." Dugu Fuqing couldn't help but conceive.
Until a thunderous agitation in his belly suddenly woke up.
I've been hungry for a long time, it's time to have a meal...
Instinctively reached into the backpack, and while thinking, he took out the food and water, he planned to deal with a few mouthfuls and it was all over.
His movements suddenly stopped and his nose twitched twice.
There was a wisp of stir-frying smell floating in the air, it was so fragrant! What a tempting feeling!
Since time traveling, he has been sleeping in the open and has never had a decent meal.
No, it’s not just since time traveling? Before time traveling, he was judging his appreciation of food, just like appreciating beauties, based on the mixture of taste and the stimulation of taste buds.
However, it is difficult for a beauty to memorize the data, and the mixture of flavors is difficult to quantify, and he has repeatedly made jokes about this.
He once thought that bamboo leaves and bamboo strips were a rare delicacy in the world. He almost cried when he ate it. After smelling the smell today, he realized that he was really ignorant.
He led the horse, twitched his nose, and smelled it and passed.
Turning over the ridge, a small village on the hillside appeared in front of me. At the highest point of the village, wine chess floated: "Balipo".
"Customer, do you want to be a top student or have tea?" Seeing Dugu stopping, the honest-looking boss hurried forward with a happy face.
"Eat. Just what you are doing in the kitchen, give me one serving of each one." Dugu Fu threw a Yuan Datou over, thought about it, and gave another one, "By the way, feed the horses, use good ingredients and water."
"Customer, don't worry, listen to me first..." The boss took Qian Huanxi, bit her teeth a few times, but when she looked up, her expression changed. He hurriedly spoke. However, before he could say anything, Dugu Fu had already entered.
As soon as he entered the door, Dugu Fu's expression changed drastically.
A small, dilapidated restaurant was filled with people, with a total of more than twenty, surrounded by a few small pitiful wine tables.
And...just look at the momentum, outfit, dress, and spirit of these people... they are all players!
Lying on! The door is full of horses, what you should see!
Last time I was fascinated by color, but this time I was fascinated by taste.
Oh my God, the earth, impulse is a devil, emotion is really a killer!
Dugu Fu burst into tears.
Chapter completed!