Li Xiaofei had already prepared the answer: "The boxing score was accidentally found on a corpse outside the sewage plant. The man seemed to be a master from outside, but he was seriously injured and died in the slum for some reason."
He said calmly, "When I found out, everyone stinked."
Many people die every day in the slums.
This kind of chaotic place occasionally hides dragons and snakes.
It happens occasionally that some unlucky masters have reached this point and unfortunately die.
This explanation makes sense.
My aunt didn't ask any further questions.
She was not a very curious person to begin with.
She continued the massage.
Her soft and white hands are like exquisite works of art.
The fingertips were soft, stroking back and forth on Li Xiaofei's naked muscles.
The force is neither light nor heavy.
It feels very comfortable.
"This set of boxing techniques is not ordinary. It should be a true inheritance of ancient martial arts of a certain lineage. Its power is very domineering."
The aunt's magical hands pressed along both sides of Li Xiaofei's spine, and said calmly, "Your star power is not strong enough. If you practice it forcefully, you will damage your muscles and periosteum. If you continue to practice, it will damage your internal organs."
Between her palms, a faint heat spread out.
It was as if some kind of energy had penetrated into Li Xiaofei's muscles, blood vessels, and bone marrow along the pores.
"so serious?"
Li Xiaofei was shocked and said, "Auntie, I finally got a set of Zhenzhuan-level boxing skills... I want to continue practicing."
In the original work, the seventy-two unique skills of the Shaolin Temple require profound Buddhist practice to be completely mastered.
Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were both top martial arts masters, but they almost killed themselves by forcing themselves to practice the seventy-two stunts.
Maharaja Jiumozhi used the Small Formless Kung Fu to activate the seventy-two stunts, but there was also a problem with the practice. In the end, all his cultivation skills were lost, and he was able to survive.
Could it be that this bug also appeared in me?
You can't practice Buddhism just for the sake of practicing boxing.
The aunt pressed her fair and tender fingers on Li Xiaofei for a while, then turned around and dipped her hands into the potion in a black clay pot.
Then use the palms moistened with the medicine to continue massaging.
So back and forth.
Li Xiaofei's skin was rubbed until it turned red, his pores were dilated, and he felt more comfortable than ever before.
This is my aunt’s unique healing method.
Secret potions and unique massage techniques.
It has been used on Li Xiaofei many times.
In the past, Li Xiaofei was thick-skinned, strong, and extremely capable of recovering from injuries, which was probably all related to this set of techniques.
"Don't worry."
The aunt said calmly, "After each practice, a massage like this can temporarily eliminate the hidden wounds."
Li Xiaofei was overjoyed when he heard this.
Enjoy a massage and heal at the same time.
Beautiful.
Eh?
Wait, how can my aunt, a blind otaku, know so much?
But I heard my aunt say again, "However, massaging and touching is not the fundamental solution after all. If you want to fully master this boxing technique, you have to find a way to improve your star power, advance to the Shackle Breaking Realm, and nourish your body with powerful star power."
, it should be able to carry the load of boxing techniques."
Li Xiaofei looked thoughtful after hearing the words.
At this time, my aunt's massage ended.
"Also, if you kill the two leaders of the Black Blood Society, they will never give up. Take the time to recover your strength and think about how to deal with the next trouble."
She tidied up the bottles and jars in the room and turned around to go out.
She has a graceful waist and swaying steps, just like a fairy.
Five hundred years ago, this figure would have definitely been a top-notch internet celebrity. Just a few photos of her back could attract millions of followers.
The only pity is that the face was disfigured and disfigured.
There must be a story about my aunt.
boom.
The door is closed.
Li Xiaofei put on his clothes and came to the window on the sixth floor.
Looking at the desolate scenery outside, he began to think.
To deal with the Black Blood Society, two things must be done.
Have strength.
There is power.
From memory, there are two ways for warriors to increase their star power level.
One is breathing method.
The second is to use reagents, star cores and other foreign objects.
The former is low cost, but slow - unless you master high-level breathing methods, the efficiency can be improved.
The latter is fast, but costly.
Star power reagents are synthetic reagents launched by some technology companies. By swallowing them, they send energy into a warrior's body to quickly improve their star power.
The star core is the energy crystal in the body of the star beast, which is obtained by hunting the star beast. The energy is relatively primitive, and special instruments are needed to transfer and absorb the energy.
Whether it is a star power reagent, a star core, or a star core absorption instrument, their expensive cost is beyond the reach of ordinary warriors in the slums.
"Powerful Vajra Fist is a combat skill, not a mental technique."
"The reason why I was able to advance to the second level last time was because my predecessor had enough accumulation and broke through the shackles in the battle."
"It can't work every time."
"I need to find a higher-level breathing method than the 'Qingquan Breathing Technique' to quickly increase the star power level."
"At the same time, we must also find ways to obtain star power reagents, star cores and training instruments."
"Grab it with both hands, both hands must be strong."
Li Xiaofei had some calculations in his mind.
In that era of 2022, he loved Chinese martial arts and had a chivalrous heart. He always had a dream of traveling to the end of the world with his sword.
Many of his words and actions imitated the knights in the book, and he was nicknamed Zhong Er by his friends, saying that he lived in martial arts.
It was an era that was incompatible with him.
And now...
Li Xiaofei likes this world.
Now that we have come to such an era of martial arts practiced by all people, we must dream of martial arts and live the addiction of heroes.
Carrying mountains and crossing seas, flying into the sky and escaping to the earth.
The sword reaches the end of the world, and the grudges are happy.
careful.
Not afraid.
Draw your sword in anger and fight against injustice!
Standing at the highest peak of martial arts, killing star beasts, protecting the people of the country, and smiling proudly.
This is the true meaning of time travel.
What's more, in today's world, where resources are scarce and the weak eat the strong, only the strong deserve to survive.
So, he wants to become stronger.
You must also become stronger.
Only in this way can you protect yourself and your loved ones.
The more Li Xiaofei thought about it, the more excited he became, the blood in his chest was burning, and his pride grew spontaneously.
So, he quietly called for the Moonlight Treasure Box in his heart.
If we could extract Jin Yong’s martial arts world’s ‘Innate Kung Fu’, ‘Nine Yang Magic Kung Fu’ and the like from the Secret Palace of Time,
The inner strength cultivation method, maybe it can also replace the breathing method to cultivate star power?
Not sure about the effectiveness.
But the answer from Moonlight Treasure Box directly killed his idea of cheating.
"Sorry, the opportunity to extract the technique is not fixed."
"But certain conditions need to be met."
What conditions?
"You will know when the time comes."
Backrest.
There is no difference between this and not saying anything.
"Oh, by the way, why can you answer questions during the day? Don't you need moonlight?"
Li Xiaofei asked curiously again.
The Moonlight Treasure Box said, "Charge for one minute and last for six hours."
Li Xiaofei "..."
Sounds pretty cool.
But now the function of the Moonlight Treasure Box is limited to the Secret Palace of Time.
The next time it is opened is...
After 62 hours.
Li Xiaofei put away the idea of extracting internal energy and practicing mental skills.
"You can't cheat, you can only find a solution in the real world."
"I wonder if the Black Blood Society has more advanced breathing techniques or training resources."
"If there is any, you can grab it and use it yourself."
"Anyway, in my memory, these slum gangs are all bullying the weak and blood-sucking. Taking their things is robbing the rich and giving to the poor, without any psychological pressure."
"First set a small goal and defeat the invincible hand in the slums."
The idea is finally clear.
The situation is completely opened up.
Li Xiaofei laughed with satisfaction.
at this time--
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a rapid knock on the door.
"Enter."
Li Xiaofei looked at the door.
A chubby boy ran in in a panic.
"Brother Xiaofei, it's bad, the old president was seriously injured."
The fat man panted and said, "If you don't go back, you won't be able to see the old president for the last time."
This fat man's name is Yang Cheng.
He was the former confidant of Li Xiaofei in Yuntian Society.
The first reader of this book, 'Yang Cheng', is given out, and all book friends are invited to accept it... I hesitated for a long time about this ID, not knowing whether I should let it go or not.
