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Needless to say, the release of electricity has increased by 1.5, consumed 150 evolution points, and due to the increase in health attributes, the constitution has increased by 0.75.

After thinking about it in his mind for a while, Wei Xiaobei probably figured out what was going on.

I was hit hard before, but after investing my evolution points into the health attribute, my body quickly recovered for some reason.

But even so, after Wei Xiaobei withdrew from the gray world, he slept for three days in reality, and all the physical injuries recovered.

In fact, when Wei Xiaobei closed his eyes, he could feel the more vigorous vitality in his body than before.

This also means that the improvement of health attributes also means the improvement of one's vitality, which can speed up one's recovery ability after injury.

I see, Wei Xiaobei thought about it, touched the fishman water pill, took advantage of the fact that the stall owner was not paying attention, threw it into the bowl, wrapped it in a layer of red oil, and swallowed it.

As the Fish-Man Water Pill turned into heat in his stomach and spread throughout his body, the evolution points in the attribute panel increased by 20.

50 evolution points, Wei Xiaobei didn't use these 50 evolution points, and continued to eat noodles.

When Wei Xiaobei returned to the martial arts hall, the senior brothers asked Wei Xiaobei with concern what happened.

While Wei Xiaobei was a little moved by these cares, he also had a headache, and he could only say that he had a cold before.

After dealing with the senior brothers, Wei Xiaobei found Cheng Biwu, who was sitting in the indoor martial arts arena drinking tea, and respectfully greeted the master.

Fortunately, Cheng Biwu didn't ask Wei Xiaobei about his movements in the past few days, just nodded, and then shifted his attention to the teacup in his hand.

"Master, that, when can I learn the ** big gun?"

Wei Xiaobei was quite dissatisfied with the ability to use the iron fork, so when he saw the master at this time, he asked, you must know that when the master practiced the ** big gun, the momentum was extremely fierce, which really made Wei Xiaobei who was watching from the side extremely envious.

"Big guns?"

Cheng Biwu put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head to look at Wei Xiaobei, and asked with a smile: "Your basic skills are not completely solid, so you want to practice the ** big gun?" ”

Wei Xiaobei was about to answer, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, no, if he let the master know his current strength, I am afraid he will be scared half to death.

Come to think of it, Wei Xiaobei has been practicing boxing from the beginning to the present, and it has been less than a month, from a beginner to three or four years of skill, this progress is too fast.

If you can memorize all the basic skills in a short period of time, you are already considered a genius, but within a month, not only will you memorize the basic skills, practice, but also reach a certain level of proficiency, which is too demonic.

Wei Xiaobei didn't want his master to have a bad opinion of him.

If you think that you are an apprentice and conceal it and don't report it, it will be sad.

Although I won't be too obsessed with this kind of thing now, I am afraid that in the master's heart, there will be a big scar.

It was precisely because of this that Wei Xiaobei had to nod in frustration, saluted his master, and planned to go out to practice his basic skills in the outdoor martial arts arena.

But just after Wei Xiaobei turned around, Cheng Biwu's voice rang out: "With your qualifications, it's not bad to practice the ** big gun now, you can lay a foundation first." ”

Hearing Master's words, Wei Xiaobei's heart couldn't help but feel excited, and then he turned around: "Thank you, Master." ”

"Hahaha, thank you, you sit down first."

Cheng Biwu pointed to the chair next to him and asked Wei Xiaobei to sit down.

After Wei Xiaobei sat down in a proper manner, Cheng Biwu straightened out his thoughts and asked: "Xiaobei, do you know the source of my Chinese martial arts?" ”

When Wei Xiaobei heard this question, he was suddenly a little dumbfounded, what is the Chinese martial arts out of Shaolin, what Wudang, Kongtong, Emei, Qingcheng, he knows a little, but he really doesn't know the source of this Chinese martial arts.

If it was Shaolin, Wei Xiaobei would probably be slapped by the master.

"I don't know."

Wei Xiaobei answered honestly.

"Martial arts, originally defined as the technique of stopping war! It originated from the art of killing the enemy in battle on the battlefield. ”

Cheng Biwu proudly popularized science for Wei Xiaobei.

Wei Xiaobei nodded honestly.

"Then, the teacher asks you, what is the national art?"

Cheng Biwu continued to ask with a smile.

"Guoshu should be our Chinese martial arts, right?"

Wei Xiaobei replied with some hesitation, at this time, he regretted that he didn't understand these things when he went online, and he wouldn't blush in front of his master.

"Well, you're right, Guoshu refers to our traditional martial arts in China, and it is an honorific title for martial arts, and there is another saying, that is, martial arts that only kill the enemy and do not perform are called Guoshu!"

Cheng Biwu said the back, his tone suddenly became majestic, and Wei Xiaobei's body was shocked when he heard it, and he couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "A martial art that only kills the enemy?" ”

Seeing that Wei Xiaobei listened, Cheng Biwu nodded: "What I, Cheng Biwu, have learned, is the national art." ”

"Remember! Only kill, not perform! ”

Cheng Biwu emphasized a special sentence.

Wei Xiaobei nodded hurriedly, and answered: "It's a showmanship, right?" ”

Cheng Biwu couldn't help laughing: "Generally, what is performed is a performance routine, and it can't be said to be a showmanship." ”

After laughing a few words with Wei Xiaobei, Cheng Biwu then went to the weapon rack to take a big gun, stood still in the center of the martial arts arena, and poked the big gun towards the ground, the big gun of more than three meters was like a flagpole, straight up, shaking slightly.

"This is the big gun, and in ancient times, this big gun was a special weapon for cavalry. Generally speaking, the barrel of this big gun is best made of ash trees, elastic and tough, but now there are not many ash trees, and the big guns of the division are placed in the hometown, this big gun is made of mulberry wood, which is not bad, three meters and one foot long, and weighs eight catties and two taels. ”

As Cheng Biwu's words sounded, the big gun moved immediately, and the head of the gun turned into a red line in a blink of an eye and pierced out, and in a moment, the gun was blowing, and the dancing big gun shuttled back and forth, sometimes piercing out, sometimes hooking, like a silver snake flying in the air.

Wei Xiaobei saw this ** big gun for the first time, and couldn't help but look a little stupid for a while, and waited until Cheng Biwu's big gun was retracted with a bang, and Wei Xiaobei woke up from that obsession.

"This ** big gun, pay attention to eighteen characters: entanglement, blocking, hugging, pumping, hugging, flashing, supporting, chopping, frustration, splitting, catching, generation, lifting, upside down, collapse, picking, hooking, piercing"

After Cheng Biwu asked Wei Xiaobei to pick a big gun, he began to explain.

This talk came to dinner time.

If it weren't for Cheng Sisi to call for dinner, it is estimated that Cheng Biwu would have to explain.