I Have Six Plug-ins

A month flies by.

It is easy to attack others, but extremely difficult to guard against them.

Self-defense practice is also more difficult.

However, relying on the assistance of the No. 2 plug-in, Dian Wei gradually strengthened his reaction time and made remarkable progress.

After only one month of hard training, he was already able to defend against old man Zheng's fixed-point attack with ease.

"From today onwards, the fixed-point defense practice is over, and the whole-body defense practice begins. I will attack any part of your body at will, so be careful!" Old man Zheng looked serious, and attacked with rounds of punches.

Dian Wei cheered up immediately.

...

In a blink of an eye, autumn is here.

A few more apprentices left Zheng's mansion one after another, gave up, and stopped practicing the mountain-moving kung fu.

Well, there are many reasons.

Some people are out of cash.

There is no way, martial arts is burning money.

Constantly burning money!

If you don't have money, don't even think about receiving wax pills, don't even think about eating exotic animal meat for nourishment, your progress will naturally be as slow as a turtle's speed, the slower your progress, the longer it will take you to break through the blood force, and the more money you will spend.

It's a vicious cycle.

A large number of people were eliminated in this way.

There are also people who are not short of money, and the reason for leaving is purely because practicing martial arts is too hard, not only suffers from suffering, but also is particularly monotonous and boring.

Practice hard every day there, practice again and again, just those three moves, no one can be sure that he will be able to break through the blood force in the year of the monkey.

It's normal to be unbearable.

After all, martial arts practitioners must have a tough heart and be able to endure loneliness, but not everyone can do it.

Some people choose to leave purely because the three-year period has arrived.

Sun Shan also left.

In fact, he has been swallowing wax pills for more than three years, but he still hasn't broken through the blood force.

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Choosing to leave is also a helpless move.

When Dian Wei heard about it, he bid farewell to him.

"When I first started, senior brother took good care of me." Dian Wei remembered the kindness of others.

In this courtyard, apart from old man Zheng, the people Dian Wei is most familiar with belong to Sun Shan, even though they are only casual acquaintances.

"It's just a small matter, nothing to worry about." Sun Shan waved his hand, with a complicated and awkward expression on his face.

Dian Wei entered the school later than him, and was younger than him, and it turned out that he came from behind, which is so fucking unreasonable.

The taste of being surpassed is not good!

"Brother, what are you going to do in the future?" Dian Wei looked at Sun Shan, he was physically strong, and it would be good to go home and farm.

"Xiao Wei, I'm not reconciled, I want to learn art from Coach Song."

Sun Shan said earnestly, "The "Huitian Kungfu" passed down by the head teacher of the Song Dynasty is also quite powerful. Combined with the martial art 'serial piercing the heart and feet', it swept away thousands of troops."

Dian Wei said: "Little brother wishes senior brother success."

Sun Shan smiled and left lonely.

...

Chamber of Secrets.

In the dark space, suddenly, light emerged!

Dian Wei raised his arms.

At this moment, these two arms were covered with a layer of blood energy, which was no longer as thin as mist, but more like white smoke and white clouds in the sky.

And this, after the blood energy has been greatly increased, is enough to cover 30% of the body, and the enhanced version of the blood energy emits light in the dark like smoke and clouds.

See this scene!

"Xiao Wei, you have finally broken through the second level of blood strength!" Zheng old man twisted his beard and smiled.

Dian Wei also let out a long sigh of relief, feeling very happy, the months of penance were not in vain, hard work will eventually pay off.

"Mr. Zheng, how many blood-strength doubles are there in your yard?" Dian Wei asked, curious, where his strength ranks.

"Why ask this, don't inquire about other people's secrets. Besides, people's hearts are so close, as long as someone deliberately hides the amount of blood energy, even I can hide it.

Some people seem to be at the second level of blood energy, but they may have already been at the third level of blood energy. Who doesn't want to hide some tricks? "Old man Zheng is unwilling to say.

Dian Wei smiled mischievously.

Old man Zheng muttered, "Combined strikes, footwork, and self-defense, you've already learned all three, and now you can start actual combat."

"Actual combat?"

Dian Wei's eyes lit up, and he finally reached this step.

Remember a famous saying:

"Kung fu, two words, one horizontal and one vertical, right, stand up, wrong, fall down."

The implication is:

Winners stand, losers lie down.

The winner is the king, and the strength is the respect!

The two turned and walked into the main room.

Old man Zheng ordered his maid to call a man, Dian Wei knew him, his name was Huang Yichang.

He was one of the apprentices taken away by Mr. Zheng the last time he escorted the food.

"Old Zheng, what do you order for your disciple?"

Huang Yichang walked in. He was 1.85 meters tall and strong, with bulging muscles.

Old man Zheng nodded Dianwei, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely: "Close the door, you have fought against Dianwei."

Huang Yichang's complexion changed, he took a deep look at Dian Wei, turned around and closed the door, then turned and walked to the center of the main room.

"Junior brother, please!" Huang Yichang cupped his hands and saluted without any expression on his face.

Dian Wei took a deep breath, walked up to Huang Yichang, cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother Huang."

Huang Yichang opened his posture, and Dian Wei turned sideways almost at the same time, clenched his fists with both hands.

The next moment, Huang Yichang rushed directly towards Dianwei.

Seeing this, Dian Wei shook his shoulders, the soles of his feet exploded with blood, walked in an arc, and suddenly appeared beside Huang Yichang, punching his side with his fist.

Huang Yichang turned pale with shock, and hurriedly waved his arms to block.

Boom!

A white light flashed on Dianwei's fist, and it hit Huang Yichang's right arm firmly.

In an instant, Huang Yichang flew out obliquely, and Dian Wei heard him groan in pain.

Huang Yichang fell to the ground and rolled several times before stopping. His face was flushed, his expression was distorted, and he was sweating profusely.

He is clutching his right arm!

That right arm, the forearm bent unnaturally, was obviously fractured!

"Brother..."

Dian Wei was astonished and inexplicable, he never expected that he would hit Huang Yichang with one punch, and even fracture his forearm.

During the whole process, Huang Yichang reacted too slowly, without any self-defense.

As for Dian Wei, he thought Huang Yichang was very strong, so he naturally punched with all his strength without any reservations.

After a while, Huang Yichang's right forearm was swollen and bruised, and the bone seemed to be severely broken.

Huang Yichang knelt down on one knee in pain, looking at Dian Wei with shock in his eyes.

Seeing this, old man Zheng didn't have any expression on his face, and said to Huang Yichang: "Go see the doctor."

Huang Yichang gritted his teeth and got up, clutching his broken arm and opening the door.

Seeing this, Dian Wei said repeatedly: "Old Zheng, I'll take care of Senior Brother Huang."

"No, it's because he's not as skilled as others, and you will be responsible for the consequences. You have nothing to do to him, understand?" Old man Zheng said seriously.

Dian Wei raised his eyebrows, vaguely seeing the rules of survival in this world.