Chapter 53 Fist to open blood, copper skin martial arts
"rustle--"
The setting sun is like blood, and the autumn wind rolls withered leaves.
Li Guanqi opened his eyes and looked at the dilapidated and closed martial arts gym in front of him, slightly stunned.
He looked down.
I saw that I was wearing a black antique-style outfit at this time.
Then Li Guanqi looked around and found that he was now in the corner of a remote mountain village.
Thousands of meters away is the center of the village, where various low wooden houses are gathered, and many villagers wearing coarse linen robes are enjoying themselves.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, with smoke curling from cooking stoves, it truly is an idyllic scene.
"This time it's...a simulation of personal experience?"
Li Guanqi felt a little strange.
This time it's no longer a text simulation.
He entered the simulation of [Martial Arts Path] through personal experience.
Then from now on, wouldn't he be able to fully experience the dungeon plots of the two routes, the conjurer and the warrior?
OK!
Li Guanqi couldn't help but become excited.
Learn boxing, become a Yuan-level martial artist, and then go back to settle the score with that bastard Ethan!
"Squeak——"
Suddenly, the door of the dilapidated martial arts hall opened.
An old man appeared in front of Li Guanqi.
He has a tall body of about 1.8 meters, with frosty white hair. He is wearing a white cardigan, black pants and black cloth shoes. He stands with his hands behind his back. Although he is old, his body is still strong and strong, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle.
See!
[One element level different blood warrior!]
"Don't wait, I won't accept you as a handyman disciple."
The white-haired old man looked at Li Guanqi with an expressionless expression.
Li Guanqi was stunned.
According to the selected article on the ranking list, the plot of the martial arts road should be to become a handyman in a martial arts hall, and then serve tea and water to this "old boxer" in order to learn real kung fu.
But the old man doesn't want to take him in?
It doesn't make sense.
Two copies of the newbie welfare properties.
Wei Mo unconditionally accepted disabled people and made things difficult for ordinary people.
Then this old man should accept ordinary people unconditionally, why...ah, that's right.
Li Guanqi suddenly woke up.
He is no ordinary person.
"Your body is almost one yuan, and you are being wronged by being a handyman."
"But you are nearly eighteen years old, your bones are set, and your physique is barely one yuan. You are not qualified to be my apprentice."
The old man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Li Guanqi who was standing outside the door of the martial arts hall. His voice was like a big bell, "Young man, although you have a thick frame and extraordinary muscles, it is too late to practice martial arts now."
"Go back."
After that, he took half a step back and closed the door again...
"senior."
A big hand suddenly stretched out and got stuck in the crack of the door, stopping the old man in white from closing the door.
The old man raised his head and saw through the crack in the door a sunny, smiling face unique to a young man, full of vitality.
"Senior, you are still late to achieve great things."
Li Guanqi looked at the old man in white seriously, "Of course the best time to plant a tree was ten years ago, but the second best time is now, isn't it?"
"I want to learn martial arts, now!"
"you……"
The old man in white frowned slightly.
But looking at Li Guanqi's serious and determined young face, the old man's eyes were in a daze for a moment, wondering who he saw in Li Guanqi's body.
"That's right. It was best to plant trees ten years ago, and the second best time is now. Come in."
The old man in white sighed, opened the door completely, then turned around and walked towards the wide competition stage in the center of the martial arts hall with his hands behind his back.
"The martial arts level is also called Kaishan Realm. Do you know why?"
"Juniors are stupid."
Li Guanqi hurriedly followed, imitating the slightly formal tone of the old man in white, "Does it mean that a Yuan-level warrior has the power to break mountains and break rocks?"
"Oh, of course it's impossible."
The old man in white walked up to the left side of the competition stage, "A one-level martial artist can break rocks, but building mountains is just a delusion...stand opposite me."
"yes."
Li Guanqi walked to the right.
On the spacious competition stage, there is a huge word "武" in the middle. The old man in white and Li Guanqi are on the left and right, looking at each other from a distance of 20 meters apart.
"Listen up."
The old man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his hands and said in a deep voice: "The predecessors planted trees, the descendants enjoyed the shade, the predecessors dug the mountains, and the descendants passed by. The same is true for the martial arts."
Senior warriors have the responsibility to pave the way for future warriors!
Your physique is almost one yuan. Although your energy and blood are strong, it is incompatible with your physique.
I don't know what your experience is, where you come from, and why you have such illusory signs, similar to the abuse of elixirs by children of aristocratic families, leading to an unstable foundation.
But that's not important.
The important thing is that as a one-yuan level martial artist, I naturally have the responsibility to pioneer martial arts for future generations like you. I will try to help you open up your qi and blood, combine the blood with the skin, cast it into copper skin, and step into the one-yuan level!
However, if there are no more than three things, going too far is not enough.
three times.
I will only punch you three times. If after three times, you still fail to open up all the energy and blood in your body, and fail to cast copper skin and step into the one-dimensional level, then the martial relationship between you and me will come to an end.
Now……
Punch!"
The old man in white put on a simple boxing stance, his whole body was imposing and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle!
"唳——"
At this moment, whether it was an illusion or not, Li Guanqi seemed to see a vast expanse of prairie behind the old man in white.
And a huge falcon with wings hanging in the sky spread out its wings that covered the sky and flew over the entire grassland. Its extremely sharp eagle eyes were almost the same as the old man's eyes!
Being stared at by the old man, Li Guanqi felt like a little rabbit being stared at by a falcon, and couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Um?!"
The old man in white frowned, stepped like thunder, and punched with a mighty force!
But Li Guanqi woke up almost instantly, turned sideways, and avoided the punch almost in the blink of an eye.
It was like a rabbit that was about to be attacked by a falcon, but ejected at the moment of life and death, successfully escaping and ascending to the sky.
"Excellent instinctive reaction, that's what it is."
The old man in white grinned and swung his fist at Li Guanqi again. His fists were like afterimages and like rain curtains. There was no opportunity to take advantage of him. Li Guanqi had no chance to fight back.
For a time, Li Guanqi was retreating steadily. Not only was he unable to block the fists of the old man in white, but he was actually punched several times in the face, causing bruises to appear instantly.
While the old man in white was punching Li Guanqi violently, his voice was calm, without any wheezing or vibrato that should have been caused by strenuous exercise:
"Fighting instinct, some people can only scratch the surface of it after practicing it for a lifetime, but some people are born with it and it is a natural talent."
"Boy, you are just such a lucky person, but instinct alone is not enough. You have to use your fighting instinct to climb up and see that illusory thing."
"Grab it, master it, and you will be able to touch the true meaning of martial arts!"
"Bang!"
The old man in white hit Li Guanqi hard in the face with a punch!
Splashes of nosebleeds.
Li Guanqi's eyes flashed with stars, his body swayed, and he passed out on the competition stage.
"The first punch, it's over."
The old man in white had no expression on his face, turned around and left, leaving only an old voice echoing over the competition stage.
