Wang Tiezhu really feels that his recent life is very boring, very boring. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

There is no way, those disciples of the Murong family are all handsome men and beautiful women, each one is more arrogant than the other, and no one wants to play with him at all. And he didn't want to play with those people himself, because he always felt that those people were just some arrogant little white faces.

They don't look down on me, and I don't look down on them.

One by one, he embroidered his legs, his martial arts were commonplace, and when he really fought, he could fight three of them!

But then again, if you really don't have anyone to play with, it's really boring every day.

On weekdays, Wang Yuyan and the others would call him when they went out to play and take him with them, but in the past two days, I don't know why, Wang Yuyan ran to Murong Fu's side again to beg for abuse.

"It's boring...... Wang Tiezhu held a straw in his mouth, and then lay down on the ground, "I don't know when this kind of boring day will be a head." "Catalogue of the works of the Emperor Song Dynasty

As he was talking, he suddenly thought of a funny thing.

It's not much fun to say it's fun, but at least it makes him less boring.

Speaking of which, Wang Tiezhu has always felt that he is a genius. In fact, he is indeed a genius, but his genius is only manifested in two aspects - horizontal kung fu and boxing. For the rest, he is very ordinary in the cultivation of internal strength, and he is even more ignorant of the eighteen weapons of swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Only this horizontal practice of kung fu and boxing, he is really fast in practice, and he can definitely be called a genius. Otherwise, he was not qualified to say that he could beat the three disciples of the Murong family, because he had practiced to a very high level in the Golden Bell Jar and the Iron Cloth Shirt, and there was no way for idle people to hurt him.

And the fun thing he thought of, or something that could make him less boring, was actually to create his own martial arts.

He didn't dare to think about practicing kung fu horizontally, but it seemed that boxing methods could still be considered. The latest chapter of the Star God Soldier King

Wang Tiezhu has always believed that if he thinks of it, he must do it, after all, his mother has taught him since he was a child, and he doesn't practice fake tricks just by talking. Therefore, as soon as the idea arose, he directly began to prepare.

But soon, after pondering on the grass for a long time, he realized how unrealistic his idea really was—although he was a genius, he was only a genius in martial arts. Although he can learn those techniques quickly, that doesn't mean he can fully master them.

If you are an ordinary person, you are afraid that after you find that you can't create it, you will give up directly. After all, this was just a whim, and it wasn't something that had to be done. But Wang Tiezhu is different, he is a person who admits death, more stubborn than a stubborn donkey, referred to as a strong ox.

"How can I say that Lao Tzu is also a genius, why can't I practice this kung fu, I don't believe in evil, Lao Tzu has to create this boxing method!"

Wang Tiezhu blew his beard and glared, and didn't care about it, he rushed directly to Murong's house.

"Hey! Boy, what are you doing in Murong Mansion? Bao Wei was basking in the sun on the eaves, and when he saw Wang Tiezhu, the sun was no longer shining, so he jumped down directly and asked teasingly.

Wang Tiezhu waved his hand, "I came to find my sister-in-law, there is a big matter I need her help!" ”

Bao Wei was stunned for a moment, and then spat "Ahh What big can you kid do? ”

Wang Tiezhu leaned awkwardly to Bao Wei's side, "I want to create my own boxing technique." ”

Bao Wei heard this, and almost wrestled on the spot in front of Wang Tiezhu, "You? Just you? Just your kid still created his own boxing method? How can I not believe it. ”

"Hey! You still don't believe it! Wang Tiezhu rolled up his sleeves and startled the bag, thinking that Wang Tiezhu was going to do something with him, who knew that Wang Tiezhu just gestured twice, and then said: "Tell you, Lao Tzu even thought of the name of the boxing method." ”

"Tsk, tell me." Bao is different, and he still doesn't believe it.

"Huh?" Wang Tiezhu scratched his head, I'll brag, why are you so serious?

But now that the arrow is on the string, Wang Tiezhu has no choice but to grit his teeth, "It's called 'small fist punch punch your chest'!" ”