It's past six o'clock in the morning, and Taiyang has already clocked in for nearly two hours.

Lao Zhao transformed into a middle-aged handsome boy, feeling uncomfortable, but striding behind Li Wei, who was even more uncomfortable. The death knight continued to be a stay-at-home girl at home, and considering that following him would also cause trouble, Li Wei did not ask for more.

What? Just tell her that she will order lunch by herself and throw in the red old man's head. The other party happily told Li Wei to get out——

Valando Xuemu said that he had something to do and took the first step. Li Weixin said that he hoped not to go to the void creatures to check the accounts, so he strongly invited her to stay for a while. Unfortunately, the other party must study thoroughly what the gate of time and space is.

He disappeared in an instant on the grounds of what was going on.

As for Miss Archdruid, who must get up every morning to "walk" with Levi, she is hungover last night and needs to rest for a while. She is looking after the house with Chenxing - by the way, it's time to wash the clothes accumulated in the past two days.

.

What a good wife and mother, the Archdruid of Azeroth.

Therefore, on the way, only Lao Zhao and Li Wei chatted with each other about topics of interest to them.

Levi talked about the flat body of blood elves, the height of night elves that are too tall for men, or the abdominal muscles of succubi.

Lao Zhao sneered, saying it was still the same old saying about aesthetics: there is not even two ounces of meat on the belly, so what the hell?

Lao Zhao later found another topic - martial arts on earth.

Li Wei knows a p...but he seems to know a little bit. Well, don't underestimate the author. The author is also alive and breathing. Hitting us will hurt, scolding us will make us cry, and scratching our itch

Will laugh. We are all human beings——

"You mean... in the world of martial arts, only strong ones are indestructible, and only fast ones are indestructible?"

"Uh...what's going on? We have a hero here who said so. Jin Yong, hero Jin."

"That's because the principles we believe in don't make sense. We believe that it's right to strike later and to strike faster and slower."

"Oh, that's Tai Chi."

"Um?"

After talking for a long time, Levi once again confirmed his discovery - that is, Pandaria's world view is indeed very similar to that of China. A group of pandas created the Wine Immortal Monk, and their game is to use silence to stop, use full power to attack fast, and strike later.

...Drunken Boxing.

The feeling of Tai Chi + Drunken Boxing.

The city is divided into two halves by a river. There are often people doing morning exercises in the woods along the river, as mentioned above. After walking a few steps, there happened to be a few ladies and gentlemen wearing white clothes in the woods, accompanied by slow singing.

Music, practicing Tai Chi.

"Well, this is Tai Chi -" Li Wei pointed at the elderly people and said.

"This... is quite interesting. You have a good martial arts style. Such an old man is still practicing martial arts even if he knows he can't do anything." After watching for a long time, Lao Zhao only said this sentence.

"Eh? - Don't you have something... that feels very domineering, very informative, and very philosophical?" Li Wei felt that the orthodox routine should not be that Lao Chen took a look at Tai Chi, and then accepted it.

Do you bow your head?

Tai Chi is a must-have for traveling to other worlds. Although... I am anti-traveling here.

"I don't feel it." Old Zhao shook his head blankly and frowned: "I really don't feel it - it's so slow. Is this really not a dance? Or is it just a simple aerobics? - Many of us old panda people do.

I practice something similar.”

"Oh... This is my fault." Levi wanted to give himself a slap, but this time he was so embarrassed: "Oh, this is indeed an aerobics type of Tai Chi. We also have a kind of Tai Chi that is specially used for fighting. Next time

If you have time, I'll take you to see that one - people do morning exercises around here, no one will care about you no matter how much you do - just remember not to make too much noise. After all, there are mostly elderly people."

"Well, then I will..." Lao Zhao also shook his body, apparently intending to relax his muscles and bones.

"Uh-huh, wait a minute. I have something else I haven't told you - it's very important."

"What?"

"There is a channel between us, called the life channel..."

"Oh, this - the female elf with bloody eyes told me about it." Old Zhao waved his hands indifferently and said: "I read this from the classics... Hehe, I actually read some records. That's why,

I asked you to come out—come on, let’s practice.”

"Eh? - Seriously! Stop! -"

As he said that, Lao Zhao had already started to take action.

There are praises to prove it: I am topsy-turvy and topsy-turvy, just like a wave, with all kinds of grievances, I laugh at them. I feel low and high, and I stagger and refuse to fall. I know the world best in wine...

It is estimated that if someone had seen Lao Zhao thirty years earlier, Drunken Master would not have had Jackie Chan's turn (that would be a pity).

Every time, Lao Zhao hit the target without causing any injury to Li Wei. However, he beat Li Wei very angry. He clearly looked staggering, but he could hit the punch immediately, but

The opponent dodged it strangely. Not only that, the opponent's punches were so weird that it was almost unbelievable.

Although I am also a scumbag, I still have to let the scumbag know how I was beaten, right?

"Hmph - not bad, not bad, not bad, I can say it's pretty good." After the last few punches were thrown, the Pandaren monk looked at Levi in ​​surprise.

"Oh?——" Li Wei, who had been beaten all over the floor, suddenly became excited when he heard the panda man's comment: "You mean——I have the talent to learn martial arts?"

"No, you can say not at all." Lao Zhao ruthlessly shattered Li Wei's illusions.

"What! - Isn't the plot usually: Little friend, I see that you have very good bones, I will give you a book or a magic weapon - something like that?" Shouldn't he be worthy of being a novelist? Li Wei has already decided

I can't distinguish between reality and fiction.

"Well, I remember someone said: Novels need reasons, but reality is just the opposite." Old Zhao shrugged his shoulders and laughed. He was very sunny and handsome, which also made Li Wei feel very annoyed: "I mean

That is to say, your body and bones are indeed good. I have heard from several elves that since they traveled through time, your muscles and bones have become stronger and stronger. Until I appeared, your body was almost... Well, in this world

Speaking of which, it’s already perfect.”

"So, I'm awesome?!" Levi was the type of person who couldn't praise him the most.

"Well, compared to ordinary people, right? If an ordinary person's ability is 1, and the combat power of any elf is 1,000, then your combat power is 5. And no matter how much combat power you have, it seems that no one can die from exhaustion.

An elf with a combat power of 1,000. So...hehe, don't give up, I'm still very optimistic about you." Lao Zhao made a vivid comparison.

"...If you fight against the fifth scum, you are still a scumbag. What else is there to be optimistic about?"
Chapter completed!