"Why...why do you want to learn martial arts?"

There was still some time left before class started. Fang Xing looked at Xia Long and began to lose focus again, recalling the scene from the first martial arts class in his mind.

At that time, it was still Xia Long, standing in exactly the same position, with a deafening voice:

"Because you are reserve warriors. One day you will go to the battlefield and fight to the death with those evil gods' families...Learning martial arts is to survive!"

"Remember this and practice hard! Practice with all your might! Only then will you be able to survive in the future!!!"

"Your background means that you are destined to be unable to invest a lot of resources and take career paths such as mecha masters and nenshi... Martial arts, with the smallest investment of resources and high future prospects, is your best evolutionary choice!"

"I hope that before you graduate, you will at least reach the second level of martial arts and master an A-level martial arts. Otherwise, you will die on the battlefield. There is no second possibility!"

That bloody cruelty immediately brought Fang Xing into reality.

At this time, the current Xia Long also started giving a lecture: "Most of the Evil God's Familia are mentally contaminated, and even the lowest servants will release mental shocks... At the beginning, the Federation's fleet and mecha masters suffered a lot.

Unfortunately, the federal lunatic asylums during that period were all full... But then we discovered that the evolution of human martial arts

Afterwards, the 'Martial Arts Will' generated can resist this kind of mental pollution... Although it is difficult for you to enter the 'Courageous Realm' when you reach adulthood and gain a trace of artistic conception power, the Federation has developed many martial arts.

Through hypnosis, low-level warriors can gain almost the same power. This is the origin of A-level martial arts..."

Fang Xing’s teeth were sore from below.

Martial arts! Known as the evolutionary path with the least investment of resources and the highest output ratio among the Blue Star Federation, it is actually the cannon fodder system!

There are actually many ways to resist the mental pollution of the Evil God's Familia, but whether it's the pharmacist's potion, the mind master's spiritual amulet, or even the psychic armor, or the specially modified mecha, it's not something you can even dream of if you're in debt.

For a cyborg like him, there is only one way, and that is to learn martial arts! Then go to the front line to kill the dependents with a knife!

If you don't die within a few years, you still have a chance to retire alive.

Of course, the Federation has not completely blocked the way out for biochemical humans.

After all, there is not much difference between biochemical humans and natural humans, and they also have unlimited possibilities.

Fang Xing used to sit here just to get into college and successfully postpone his military service!

According to federal law, once you successfully enter college, you can receive a scholarship and postpone your military service until after you graduate from college!

It is said that many of the ‘Martial Saints’ and ‘Martial Gods’ in the Federation follow this path.

'Take the university entrance examination...'

'It's very difficult, very difficult! Even Xia Long subconsciously thinks that none of us are college students... After all, one of the most basic requirements for college entrance examination is to reach the third level of martial arts - Pu before graduating from high school.

Jade!'

The three realms of martial arts, the first realm is ‘skin and flesh’, the second realm is ‘bones and bones’, and the third realm is ‘raw jade’!

A warrior who has reached the Uncut Jade Realm has a body that rebels against his innate nature, his five internal organs and aura are integrated, he can automatically repair all hidden injuries, his internal and external circulation is extremely perfect, and he can live to be one hundred and twenty years old without any disease or disaster!

Fang Xing sighed secretly, then looked at Xia Long's movements in front of him.

At this time, the opponent was assuming a stance, and the spine on his back was shaking like a big dragon.

"In today's class, we will first hold on to the 'Dalong Zhuang' for 30 minutes, and then do the Twelve Postures of Military Boxing with me..."

"Needless to say, the Dalong Zhuang is the first level of martial arts - the best Zhuang technique for refining skin and flesh. After countless simulations by the Federation's highest intelligence brain, the 'Omniscient Brain', it has reached the 'perfect' level and can exercise the whole body.

Skin and flesh, not a single trace will be left out...Stand

The pile cannot be standing still, it must be moved with the body but with the mind. Imagine that the torso is a big dragon, the back is the keel, and the limbs are the claws... It is best not to use the dragon pile for more than an hour a day. If you have the conditions, you can go to the store.

Purchase 'D3 level nutrient solution'..."

Xia Long explained in detail, but he sighed in his heart. The cheapest 'D3 level nutrient solution' costs 5,000 star yuan, and the average biochemical student may not be able to afford it for a long time.

But there is nothing that can be done. The resources of the Federation are limited, and martial arts is already the cheapest and most popular career evolution route.

If you don't show a certain amount of talent, you are not worthy of the school's or even your own investment.

breathe……

Fang Xing calmed down and took the posture of the big dragon pile. A sense of familiarity immediately emerged in his heart, as if he had been practicing this pile skill for a long time.

He unconsciously began to slow down his breathing, and began to visualize a majestic dragon in his mind, with the bones on his back shaking slightly.

In this state, he felt his skin membranes twitching, numbness, soreness, and itching... all kinds of strange feelings surged through him, and his muscles began to heat up.

'Hold on! Hold on!'

It was rare to travel through time and come into contact with such extraordinary power. Fang Xing secretly gritted his teeth and persisted.

I don't know how much time passed, but he suddenly felt a loss of strength all over his body, his vision went dark, and a feeling of 'reaching the limit' surged throughout his body.

It's like a sudden loss of strength during a long-distance run, and it's hard to find any strength in the body...

'Have you reached your limit? I'm not going to faint, am I? I'm going to be carried to the infirmary? That would be very embarrassing...'

At this moment, Fang Xing's consciousness was in a trance, as if he had returned to that night when he stayed up late reading novels.

A sword light seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and under that sword, it seemed that worlds were arising and dying...

'This is... the scene when I traveled through time?'

"Why do I think it's a sword? Not the light of a sword? Or even other lights?"

'Under that sword light, it seems that some kind of terror was suppressed?'

Fang Xing had no time to think too much. He saw the sword light fall and turn into two balls of light, one red and one white.

The two light balls chase each other, like two fishes, and like a red and white Tai Chi diagram.

suddenly!

boom!!!

The red and white light collided together, and the terrifying brilliance annihilated everything!

The red and white Tai Chi diagram suddenly disintegrated, and then...a faint fluorescent light appeared in front of his eyes:

[Name: Fang Xing]

【Age:16】

[Occupation: Warrior]

A very simple panel, and when Fang Xing's consciousness came to the warrior profession, several more lines of sub-columns were opened:

[First level: Skin and flesh (skin refining: 21/100)]

[Twelve Postures of Military Boxing: 55/100 (Introductory)]

[Dalong pile: 67/100 (entry level)]

…

'What kind of game panel is this? Is it my golden finger? It seems to be related to the scene I saw when I traveled through time?'

Fang Xing's heart moved, and then...all kinds of insights about the 'Big Dragon Stake' emerged. He suddenly felt that his limbs and limbs had strength again, as if a channel that was about to dry up was filled with new water, so that he would not faint immediately.

'That's right... Although I fully inherited the mind and muscle memory of the original owner, there are still differences in the actual performance. That is, if you know it with your heart, you can also use your hands... But if you don't cooperate and coordinate, your kung fu has deteriorated...

…'

'But now, when this attribute panel comes out, it gives me a permanent certificate. My proficiency will only increase and will not go back...'

'Until now, I have completely taken over everything from the original owner, including martial arts...'

'If I could add a little more...'

Fang Xing was a little greedy, but he couldn't find the option to add points no matter how hard he looked, so he had to give up temporarily.

"Okay, thirty minutes are up."

A few minutes later, Xia Long gave the order, and all the classmates who had been standing were relieved. Liu Wei even fell to the ground, sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

Fang Xing was fine, but his legs felt a little weak, not enough to lie down.

"Axing, your pile skills seem to be getting better. Did you secretly practice more when you went home at night?"

Liu Wei couldn't help but complain when he saw that the fellow sufferer did not fall down.

"This is my normal level!"

Fang Xing replied with a heavy breath, but added in his heart: 'It's just Fang Xing's peak moment...'

A person's state may be good or bad, but with the attribute bar solidified, his state will always be at its peak!

From Liu Wei's point of view, it seemed as if Fang Xing had made progress again.

"Hehe, your pile skills are indeed a little better than mine, but that won't necessarily be the case next time." Liu Wei smiled and got up.

Xia Long also yelled at this time: "Don't lie down! You are in good condition now. Stand up and practice the martial arts for me, the twelve postures of Military Style Fist, the first posture, Lunge Cannon Fist!"

Fang Xing's spine was like a bow, and the muscles on his body were like strings. The five fingers of his right hand were pressed together, and the joints made a crisp sound. He imagined that his body was a big bow and he was 'shooting' his fist.

Snap!

With this punch, there was a muffled sound in the air in front of him, which startled Liu Wei next to him.

"Axing, why are you...so powerful?"

Xia Long saw that many people in the class were making punch sounds, and the lines on his face softened slightly: "Okay... there is a saying in ancient boxing scriptures, 'A thousand dollars cannot buy a sound.' If you can make such a sound, you can

In ancient times, all of them were Mingjin warriors, and they could be defeated by ten people! But it’s not enough! It’s far from enough!”

"Why is this first form of 'Lung Step Cannon Fist' called Cannon Fist? The lunge is just the beginning. Imagining your body like a big bow is just the beginning. Next, you have to imagine that you are a cannon, use your 'heart fire' to ignite the gas and blood gunpowder, and use your fists as

Send out the 'cannonballs'!"

While talking, Xia Long punched.

Boom!

It was also the 'Lunge Cannon Fist', but it seemed as if a cannonball exploded directly in the air. Fang Xing only felt a pain in his eardrums, and even his heart seemed to be oppressed, and he felt a little tight in his chest: 'This punch probably takes no less than twenty years of skill...

I can't stop it...'

Xia Long put back his fists and stood up: "When will you be able to perform a real 'cannon boxing'? Tens of thousands of dollars can't buy a single cannon. Only then will you be able to practice this style to a small degree. The key point lies in the 'heart fire', using the heart as the driving force.

Circulating Qi and blood..."

While talking, Xia Long came up behind a student, pressed out a palm at random, and landed on the student's vest.

The student's face suddenly turned blood red, and he punched with his hand. Although there was no cannon sound, the crisp sound was obviously louder.

'This kind of 'teaching by words and deeds' cannot be compared to any projection... But it seems that only students who make a sound can get this treatment...'

While Fang Xing was thinking, Xia Long had already come behind him, pressing his fingers on his vest: "Punch!"

He suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest, as if gunpowder had been ignited, and he was eager to find a breakthrough to vent his anger.

"drink!"

Fang Xing gave a low shout and punched out, and then his whole body felt a little exhausted.

"Not bad, pay attention to your footwork next time..."

Xia Long gave some advice and walked towards another female classmate.

But Fang Xing sat directly on the ground, breathing heavily, but feeling a little excited in his heart.

He consciously came to the attribute panel and found the sub-column of Military Boxing.

[Twelve Postures of Military Boxing: 56/100 (Introductory)]

"Proficiency has increased by 1 point?"

"If you do it dozens more times, will you be able to complete the entry-level practice of General Tiquan and enter the next stage?"

"However, after doing this dozens of times, my body can't bear it..."

Feeling the soreness on his arm, Fang Xing shook his head secretly.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

At the bottom of the attribute bar, a brand new strange symbol appears.

This rune seems to be composed of twisted lines, faintly forming the outline of a mirror.

When his consciousness fell on it, a brand new line of text appeared:

[Gate of the Heavens: 1/100 (Capture in progress)]
Chapter completed!