Sure enough, Wang Xiaojun has never practiced martial arts since that day. People often see him stunned. When they are not alone, they will see him calling Hua Tao, Jin Dao Wang and others very vividly. Sometimes they will also talk to the four sisters of Emei and ask about the preparations for next year's Martial Arts Association Conference.

Tang Sisi and Hu Tailai muttered: "I didn't expect Xiaojun became an old cadre so soon. He had just asked his old subordinates for their well-being before he met him for a few days."

Hu Tailai said worriedly: "I think he is about to get sick."

On this day, when Wang Jinghu came back from fishing, he was meeting Wang Xiaojun leisurely practicing Tai Chi in the yard. Wang Jinghu nodded and said, "Well, it's good to practice this."

Wang Xiaojun suddenly waved and said, "Dad, I'll ask you something."

"What's the matter?"

Wang Xiaojun said: "Although others always lay the foundation first and then practice the qigong formally, as far as I know, others always practice basic internal skills before practicing the most exquisite moves of this sect. Does the Iron Palm Gang have no entry-level internal skills?"

Wang Jinghu glared at him and said, "You haven't experienced it. Have you forgotten that the first level of the Iron Palm Gang is to have enough 270,000 palms? After this step, internal strength will arise. Why is the Iron Palm Gang very easy to get started and powerful? It is because we must first break through the limit of the human body, and then automatically generate internal strength, and then consolidate and grow, so we do not have basic internal strength."

Wang Xiaojun nodded and left with his hands behind his back.

A few days later, Wang Xiaojun took his cell phone and found Wang Donglai and said, "Grandpa, with your internal strength, how much level can you reach?"

Wang Donglai said proudly: "That's more important than that, of course, it's the highest seventh level."

Wang Xiaojun pointed to the picture on his phone and said, "Then tell me what the content on the floppy disk in the middle is." He practiced his internal strength according to the 10 floppy disk left by Wang Donglai. He was the sixth floppy disk that inherited the past and opened the future and could not see it because of demagnetization. Wang Xiaojun's internal strength is now earned without effort. The accumulation of quantity cannot allow him to break through the seventh level. He can only know the reason but not the reason, so he has not personally experienced the experience of progress step by step.

Wang Donglai said with great emotion: "What do you ask about this? Since you, no one will practice this kung fu again. What's the use of you no matter how advanced you practice it?"

Wang Xiaojun smiled and said, "Stand the last shift."

Wang Donglai said helplessly: "What do you don't understand?"

Wang Xiaojun pointed to the screen of the mobile phone and said, "I only know that the missing sixth picture is to make people's internal strength reflux after practicing. I barely did this, but I couldn't understand the content on the seventh picture at once, so naturally I don't know what effect it will be after practicing."

Wang Donglai only glanced at the picture and said, "After practicing this picture, virtual meridians will be generated in the ends of your meridians. From then on, internal force will wander all over the body without any disadvantages. What's more, it can achieve the effect of a thousand hands and a thousand feet."

Wang Xiaojun said: "I understand. In the past, I could only hit people with my palms. After practicing, the eight extraordinary meridians in the body are weapons, and every hair can turn into a sharp sword."

Wang Donglai said: "It's almost the same."

"How long does it take to practice?"

Wang Donglai said calmly: "Your dad is not stupid, he has been practicing for 20 years."

Wang Xiaojun was startled and said, "How can I have so much time?"

Wang Dong looked at him and said, "Why don't you have time at such a young age? Besides, I have given you all my internal strength. As long as you are smart enough, it will not take that long. Some people can understand it at all, while others will have no hope in their entire lives. It depends on your true talent."

Wang Xiaojun's eyes gradually became deeper, and he said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, the last question I asked is, is, is it, is it no, you must answer me truthfully."

Wang Donglai was shocked and said, "Tell me."

"To the extent you are talking about, aren't you afraid of mosquitoes in summer?"

Wang Donglai: “…”

So in the next few days, everyone saw Wang Xiaojun sitting cross-legged on the ground and practicing his internal skills seriously.

Wang Jinghu looked at his son and said to Wang Donglai worriedly: "Dad, do you think this child is crazy?"

Wang Donglai sighed and said, "The Iron Palm Gang is gone, Xiaojun feels more uncomfortable than us, but this child has been like this since he was a child. Don't look at the laughter on his face, you will keep your true thoughts in your heart and never tell anyone."

Fang Zhining also sighed, "It's all my mother, and my son doesn't know anything." Speaking of this, the three of them slowly turned to Chen Mimi. Chen Mimi blushed for no reason: "He is so diligent, I'm afraid it's related to one person."

Wang Donglai said: "You said Mianyue?"

Chen Mimi said: "Yes, he has been thinking about fighting Mianyue."

Hu Tailai said: "Every time Xiaojun works so hard, it means he is not sure to defeat the other party."

Tang Sisi said: "But didn't he win all before?"

Wang Donglai said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid I'm not so lucky this time. Mianyue is indeed a rare genius in the martial arts world. To be honest, even if there is no backlash, I don't have to win."

Everyone was silent.

At this moment, Wang Xiaojun suddenly opened his eyes and then jumped to the roof. He saw his body clumsy but slowly climbing upwards in a very inconsistent with the law of gravity. He finally fell down more than two meters away. Wang Xiaojun was not discouraged and adjusted his posture and jumped up again. This time, he finally jumped a lot higher again, and finally staggered on the edge of the eaves.

Tang Sisi covered her mouth and said, "Xiaojun finally learned light skills."

Wang Donglai said with a complicated expression: "This means that he has understood the seventh floppy disk I gave him. Even if I have my internal strength as a foundation, I thought he would have to reach this step a year later."

Wang Donglai said: "The more you fight, the more you feel pressured, and I'm afraid something will happen to him one day."

Wang Xiaojun did not show off his usual qualities, but instead jumped up and down several times with a blank face, constantly summarizing experiences and lessons and improving problems. His seriousness even looked a bit scary.

Hu Tailai murmured: "It was originally a wild path, but now it looks a bit like an academy?"

Tang Sisi said in surprise: "He won't become the kind of so-called hero who cares about the world, cares about the martial arts world, and finally becomes perverted in the end, right?"

Chen Mimi said aloud: "No, is this Xiaojun you are still talking about?" But his concern was beyond words.

Wang Xiaojun rose up and landed steadily on the roof for the last time. His figure was quite agile. He suddenly turned around and looked down at everyone with expressionless face, and everyone looked up at him with their own thoughts.

"Damn it, I've finally made it!" Wang Xiaojun punched hard, and then he suddenly shouted at Chen Mimi with great affection, "Come on, come and catch me, let you get him if you catch me."

"Puff" Everyone was bleeding, and Tang Sisi pushed Chen Mimi hard and said, "Why don't you go and teach him a lesson?"
Chapter completed!