The weather was clear and the sun was just right. Under the eaves with an antique feel, two teenagers stood there.
Zhao Cheng regained consciousness and looked at the boy beside him who was pushing him gently and calling Sun Ming. A message popped up in his mind that Wang Han, his roommate, entered Tianfeng Hall at the same time as him.
And when Zhao Cheng went to think about Tianfeng Pavilion, a lot of information related to Tianfeng Pavilion jumped out.
The owner of the famous boxing gym in Moyun City is a real fighter who has mastered the power of Qi. His status is respected in Moyun City.
And all of this is like having an extra search engine in his mind. Zhao Chengcheng looked at his own panel.
Immediately, a panel that was quite different from before jumped out. Panel source point: 211.3 Simulation point: 183 Realm: Forging 31% Trait:?
God rewards hard work, and every effort will be rewarded; Panel; ??? I am born to suffer: the upper limit of boxing level is 1, the proficiency required to improve boxing is slightly reduced, when the spirit is in the stage of continuous pain, the talent strengthening effect increases, the limit
Status triple enhanced vitality: 1.5 Strength: 5.5 Agility: 5.2 Physique: 5.6 Spirit: 5.0 Skills: Tianfeng Xiangyu Fist Chapter 1 lv2 Store destiny: Sky Tribulation 4 Countdown: 59:42 Compared to his previous panel, it was a gorgeous one.
The panel looks very crude.
Even because the mental attributes of this carrier were too low, Zhao Cheng's thinking speed suddenly slowed down and was no longer as sharp as before.
However, his swordsmanship experience is still there, and he is trying to return to his original state. It won't take long.
The only problem is that he obviously doesn't have the time. The last countdown obviously shows that he only has one hour in total.
However, the introduction on the panel was indeed correct. Sparkling Ashes indeed started a wonderful journey for him.
He traveled through the light of the universe for hundreds of years, returned to before the disaster of the Great Destruction, and returned to Sun Ming, the most precious period of his life for him.
Zhao Cheng raised his eyes and looked up. In front of him were the senior sisters who were practicing boxing. As expected, they were all fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, and full of heroic spirit.
Sun Ming likes to look at legs, I really don’t blame him, he just did what a boy should do. There is no darkness, no blood moon, listening to the whistling wind in the ears, the faint chirping of cicadas, and the sunshine
Below, the half-ancient and half-modern undulating buildings of Tianfeng Pavilion are also shining brightly.
The years, at this moment, are so peaceful. It is nothing more than that Zhao Cheng's thoughts will come to this era through the ashes of the spark.
"Sun Ming, you are too absorbed in watching, be careful of being criticized by the owner." Next to Zhao Cheng, Wang Han whispered.
"It's okay." Zhao Cheng responded, and then directly began to recall the first chapter of Tianfeng Xiangyu Fist. After he came here, he did not obtain Sun Ming's memory, or in other words, Sun Ming's memory became a database, and his
Thought is a search engine. As long as Sun Ming knows something, he can directly search for it.
But it is obvious that Sun Ming in this era has just started, and there are very few valuable things in his memory.
Of course, although there are few things, there is what Zhao Cheng lacks most nowadays, the first chapter of Tianfeng Xiangyu Fist!
As Zhao Cheng's thoughts turned, he clearly felt the gap caused by his mental attributes. His self-perception did not change, but his brain turned too slowly.
Zhao Cheng also knows that this slowness is only relative to his eight-point mental attribute. His current thinking speed, due to the blessing of his thinking structure, is actually much faster than ordinary people.
One posture, two postures, three postures... movements one by one, boxing techniques along the way, combined with special breathing and visualization, immediately appeared in Zhao Cheng's mind.
Tianfeng Xiangyu Fist is the foundation of Tianfeng Pavilion. As a disciple, I naturally remember it by heart.
And as Zhao Cheng finished recalling the last move, the words "The First Chapter of Tianfeng Xiangyu Fist" suddenly appeared in the inventory of his panel.
At the same time, the evaluation given by the panel is that the martial arts secret manual has many detailed flaws and can be supplemented and improved.
With a thought, Zhao Cheng suddenly discovered that twenty-seven source points were needed to supplement and perfect it. The so-called supplementation and perfection meant turning it into the style of the Tianfeng Xiangyu Fist novel he had obtained before.
However, Zhao Cheng did not have the source of world spending, but the association of Tianfeng Pavilion and the collection of books.
Sure enough, the information about the library immediately popped into my mind. The library in Tianfeng Pavilion has a total of three floors and contains tens of thousands of volumes.
Disciples at the physical training level can only enter the first level, the Yangyuan level, and can enter the second and third levels. Only martial arts masters can enter, and it is a place exclusive to the owner.
Seeing this, Zhao Cheng casually found an excuse, said something to Wang Han, and ran quickly towards the book pavilion.
While running, he was also recalling things related to boxing in his mind. But obviously, Sun Ming did not have the ability to have a photographic memory. Many of his memories of boxing experience were imitated, but supplemented and improved.
The source point of Tianfeng Xiangyu Fist has indeed been reduced.
His idea was indeed right. In the bookstore, Zhao Cheng came to the bookshelf that recorded many boxing experience books.
Some of the books here are the works of famous boxing masters, and a large part are the boxing insights written by the senior brothers and sisters of Tianfeng Hall, which were then copied and bound into volumes after being selected by the hall owner.
Zhao Cheng did not pay attention to the writings of those masters, but directly read the boxing insights. He did not ask to write them down. As long as he glanced at them, the contents would be absorbed by the secret books in the inventory.
Because it has been screened, all the things here are only up to the limit of physical training, and there are no higher-level things. Presumably this is to prevent disciples from aiming too high.
After more than half an hour, the source points required for supplementation and improvement had dropped to 1.3 points. After that, Zhao Chengcheng no longer wasted time.
He first recalled the history of this world. Immediately, the nuclear war at the end of the century, the warlord separatism, the emergence of the savior, the final battle...a series of words jumped out, making Zhao Cheng's historical context of this world clearer.
There are many strong people in troubled times, but after the peaceful era, there are fewer famous masters. Later, Zhao Cheng thought about the world map and found that Sun Ming was unlearned and unskilled in this aspect. Let alone the world map, even Mo Yun
I don’t know what cities are around the city.
The only thing Sun Ming knew was that the current federation was divided into seventeen districts, each district had its own ruler, and the president was respected by all districts.
Moyun City, the seventh district, is a small city on the edge of the seventh district.
