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Chapter 54 There is a martial arts studio

 Two months later.

There is a martial arts gym in Sanyuan City.

The interior is still deserted.

Fang Xi didn’t care either.

At this time, he was lying on the Grand Master's chair, taking away the book covering his face, with a hint of joy: "Since unlocking the Three Talents Formation Pattern, I can finally understand a little bit of that inheritance..."
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Although she only understood the beginning, Fang Xi still maintained great enthusiasm.

In fact, he also knows that even if he undergoes a major foundation building repair and is assisted by divine consciousness, if he wants to make progress in the four arts of cultivation, it still depends on his qualifications and the resources he invests in later!

For example, an alchemist in the foundation building stage may be able to quickly refine a first-level elixir. After spending a lot of resources, he can even try to refine a second-level elixir, but the investment and output may not be able to maintain capital.

How far you can reach it in the end still depends on your talent!

Not to mention, the formation is even more special.

With my qualifications, I am obviously a thankless type.

But...is there nothing we can do now?

Since I only have this level of formation inheritance in hand, I can only bite the bullet.

"Huh... ha..."

There is not a single person on the grounds in the front yard of the martial arts school.

At this time, there was still a girl in red who was practicing boxing against the wooden stakes.

She is much taller than her peers and her cheeks are red. Although she is not very beautiful, she is still pretty.

"Master, how did I do?"

The girl finished a set of punches and looked at Fang Xi expectantly.

"Not bad, not bad..." Fang Xi praised without sincerity: "If you can perform this set of 'Hunyuan Fist' so well, I think it won't be long before you can initially grasp the energy and blood and enter the first transformation level. In the future, you will be able to practice it."

Zhenli, becoming a famous hero of the previous generation in the world is just around the corner, just around the corner..."

This girl’s name is ‘Sun Hongdie’, and she is the daughter of the neighbor, Uncle Sun.

I didn’t know why I was so crazy and wanted to practice martial arts before, but the Sun family’s money was not enough to pay the entry fees for those large and small martial arts schools.

It just so happened that Fang Xi's martial arts gym was right next door, making it convenient for Sun Hongdie to go home, and the charges were quite low.

So the two sides hit it off immediately and let Sun Hongdie enter Youjian Martial Arts Gym.

And...

"Hongdie, the firewood at home hasn't been chopped yet!"

From the side wall, a man's head suddenly popped out, it was Uncle Sun.

"Oh!"

Sun Hongdie had to put aside her martial arts dream and go back to fetch water and chop firewood...

When I came back, I still hadn’t practiced burning incense.

"Hongdie, it's time to cook..."

This time the head sticking out from the next door was that of a woman, Sun Hongdie’s mother.

"Oh!"

Hongdie agreed, with a look of embarrassment on her face.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked Fang Xi up and down like a fox: "Master... have you made an agreement with my family? Are you deliberately tricking me into practicing martial arts?"

She had long suspected that the charges at this martial arts gym were actually only one-tenth of those at other martial arts gyms, and she even got a 30% discount on top of this!

This is too cheap!

"This... it really doesn't happen. You have to believe me as a teacher."

Fang Xi opened her eyes wide, as if they were full of sincerity.

"I believe you! This Hunyuan Fist doesn't seem to be very powerful..."

Sun Hongdie murmured to herself.

At this time, Uncle Sun next door walked into the martial arts studio with a smile: "Nephew Fang Leng, let's have a drink together tonight? I just chopped some good pork head meat here!"

"Well, very good!" Fang Xi put down the book and responded with a smile.

"The relationship is good, I'll let my mother-in-law cook two more dishes!"

Uncle Sun smiled.

In fact, he calculated very well. Although Fang Leng was a foreigner and had no apprentices in the martial arts school, he was rich!

He inquired and found out that this house was not rented but bought!

Moreover, if you can open a martial arts gym, you will definitely learn martial arts and be healthy!

Rich, young, handsome, healthy... what is this? This is the best candidate for son-in-law!

His Hongdie family is fifteen and has not yet gotten married, so she is almost dying of anxiety.

Moreover, this girl is still shouting crazily that she wants to practice martial arts. Is that a woman’s job as a martial artist?

But in the end he agreed, not because there was a martial arts studio with cheap fees, but because those who were near the water and the towers got the money first!

As for tuition fees? If you give them now, don’t you have to take them back in the future? The other party still has to beg you to take them back!

Thinking of this, Uncle Sun couldn't help but touch his beard proudly.

Sun Hongdie stared at her father, always feeling that the other party was brewing some conspiracy.

Little did he know that Uncle Sun had already planned to package up and sell her salty daughter...

The braised pork head meat is very fragrant, and the rice wine brewed by the Zhang family in Xiangzikou is also good.

Fang Xi enjoyed her meal quite happily, but it was a little annoying that Uncle Sun asked Sun Hongdie to come over from time to time to pick up vegetables and add wine.

But he didn't care, he was Sun Hongdie's teacher, once he was a teacher, he was always a father.

Isn’t it right for a daughter to serve her father at meals?

……

Night.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Fang Xi was humming a tune all the way and was about to take out the key and open the door to the martial arts hall when she suddenly looked to the side.

In the cold wind of the night, there seemed to be two dark objects squirming, like wild dogs.

"Straight kid?"

How amazing is Fang Xi's eyesight? She saw directly that what was huddled in the corner in the dark was not a wild cat or dog, but... a human being!

They were two skinny children with tattered clothes, like little beggars, huddled in the corner to avoid the wind and keep warm.

"Where are you beggars?"

Fang Xi walked over and asked the older one.

The older one, with messy hair, raised his head and showed a flattering smile: "Uncle... We belong to the Earth Temple, but the Earth Temple is now occupied by a few beggars from outside... Please be kind and give me something to eat...



This slightly older beggar looked like a child of twelve or thirteen years old, but Fang Xi observed through Qi and blood and felt that he was about fifteen years old and that he was suffering from chronic malnutrition.

"How difficult the world is... What's your name?" Fang Xi thought of Zhang Minting and couldn't help but ask.

"Green... green mulberry!"

Qingsang looked at the big man with prayer in her eyes.

If there is no more food, they may starve to death the next day.

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However, he saw the other party open the door, walked in, and then... bang!

The door is firmly closed.

Qingsang lowered his head, the hope in his eyes gradually dissipated...

"Brother...I'm hungry!"

The smaller beggar murmured, not knowing whether he was hungry or confused or dreaming.

The cold wind remains.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Snap!

From the wall courtyard, several white objects were thrown out and landed at their feet.

"This is... a steamed bun? Dumb, get up quickly... there are some steamed buns to eat."

Qingsang grabbed the steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth. How long had it been since she had experienced this sweet and filling feeling?

Next to him, Dui was also grabbing the steamed bun and chewing it hard. It seemed that he was no longer a human, but a beast!

……

The next day.

Early morning.

Fang Xi opened the door of the martial arts hall and stretched comfortably in the sunshine.

"Uncle...Uncle!"

A timid voice sounded nearby.

"Oh? Is it you? Still not leaving?"

Fang Xi narrowed her eyes slightly.

To win the favor of rice is to win the hatred of rice.

If this beggar thinks he is easy to talk to and wants to get a long-term meal ticket, then...

"Thank you so much for the meal yesterday!"

Qingsang and Ah-Dai kowtowed twice, then stood up and left.

Having been in the market for many years, he knows very well that he cannot always count on the kindness and charity of others...

"Wait!"

At this time, Fang Xi suddenly stopped the two of them: "You have also seen that I run a martial arts gym. Since we are destined, I will teach you a move!"

When little beggars take to the streets, they are easily bullied by adult beggars. After all, they are young and weak.

Qingsang stopped immediately and stared at Fang Xi with bright eyes.

Fang Xi didn't hesitate, stretched out her right hand, put her five fingers together into a fist, swung it back, and suddenly swung it out!

Bang!

There was an explosion in the air.

"This move of stealing the moon is most suitable for people of short stature... When performing it, remember that the force comes from the feet to the waist..."

He explained a few sentences carefully.

This is not a martial art of Qi and blood, but just a few supplementary techniques.

Even if you practice to a great extent, you cannot enter the transformation of Qi and blood, but you may damage your body.

It’s similar to the ‘killing move’!

But... I have to admit that the results are very fast! As long as you practice it well, you can't deal with masters, but you can definitely deal with those who don't know martial arts!

In particular, this move, the 'Moon Stealing Style', is performed by a child. It specializes in the lower three lanes. If you are not careful, there is a risk of breaking the egg...

If it were used in a serious competition, it would definitely be scolded by the audience.

But why do beggars care about this?

As for damaging the body? If we can't get food, the two Qingsangs might starve to death in a few days...

Compared with the immediate death, the subsequent injuries are nothing at all.

"Okay, let's go!"

After teaching the two beggars, Fang Xi went directly back to the martial arts studio.

This time, it was just a whim.

He also wants to see what the seeds he has planted now will look like in the future.

After returning to the martial arts studio, he spread out white paper in his quiet room, held a brush in hand, and began to practice calligraphy!

Yes, it’s just calligraphy practice!

According to the tips taught by Linghushan in the secret book of combining the five thunder hands with Yuan, the fourth step of the martial arts master's combination of spirit and strength mainly relies on enlightenment.

But there are no secret ways to speed up progress.

The secret method of Yuanhe Mountain is to practice calligraphy!

By writing continuously, adjusting the real strength of the wrist and fingers, and combining it with the brush, we strive to write words that have both form and spirit!

According to Linghushan, when he was drunk, he impromptuly copied an ancient poem and made a breakthrough on the spot...

"God and strength combine, hands and strength combine, and finally fall on the paper..."

Fang Xi looked at the word 'forever' she had written and frowned. It was a bit crooked.

But there is no way. When writing, it is also a very troublesome thing to control the real energy on the wrist to operate according to special rules.

It's like asking ordinary people to write with dozens of kilograms of stones tied to their arms. If they can write, it's good.

"It seems... we still have to accumulate."

Fang Xi thought a little helplessly.

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