Full level ruthless person

Fang Zhixing asked, "Besides learning martial arts, are there any other ways to make people become powerful?"

The boss thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Not really."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What should I do if I want to be an official?"

"What, becoming an official?"

The boss laughed dumbly and looked at Fang Zhixing as if he were a fool, "Haha, only the sons of wealthy families can be officials, right?"

Door valve! !

A famous family that has been an official for generations, also known as family status, clothing, aristocratic family, noble family, powerful family, aristocratic family, wealthy family, etc.!

Fang Zhixing understood that the world was very hierarchical and ordinary people could not be officials.

Live as a pariah and die as an ant!

And the powerful families are like the sun, moon and stars, standing high and controlling everything!

After a while...

Fang Zhixing left the teahouse and walked to the west, going around in circles.

Suddenly, he saw a banana tree with thick branches and big leaves. The crown of the tree stretched toward the sky, like a bird spreading its wings, free and magnificent.

As I walked closer, I saw a white wall.

Fang Zhixing immediately saw a red lacquer door, with two stone lions standing proudly at the door, majestic.

The door was closed.

"Hey!"

"ha!"

Fang Zhixing heard shouts and shouts coming from the yard. He walked to the door and looked in through the crack in the door.

There is a sandy area in the yard with a row of wooden dummies.

At this moment, five young men were shirtless, lying on the ground doing push-ups and sweating.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing knew he was in the right place.

Bang bang!

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

Not long after, the door opened, and a young boy who was sweating profusely poked his head out. He looked at Fang Zhixing with a stiff head, and shouted loudly: "What are you doing, you stinky beggar? Get out of here, there is no leftover food for you!"

Fang Zhixing glared and said in a deep voice: "I'm not a beggar, I'm here to see Master Cheng."

The young man was startled by Fang Zhixing's fierce eyes and shouted: "You, wait."

He turned and ran.

After a while, he turned back, opened the door, and shouted: "Come in, the master wants to see you."

Fang Zhixing stepped in, looked up, and saw a tall, long-haired man standing under the eaves. He had gray hair on his temples, bulging cheekbones, and deep wrinkles on his pale face. He was holding a gourd in his hand.

"This man seems to be sick."

Xigou smelled a strong medicinal smell.

Fang Zhixing also smelled it. After observing Cheng Tianen carefully, he found that he was breathing too heavily, his face was as white as paper, his figure was thin and pretty, and he was even a little frail. He didn't look like a strong martial artist.

Stepping forward, Fang Zhixing cupped his hands and said, "Junior Fang Zhixing, I would like to pay my respects to Master Cheng."

Cheng Tianen glanced at Fang Zhixing, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly covered his mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After a violent cough, a strange red flush appeared on Cheng Tianen's face. He calmed down for a while and asked, "Do you want to see me for anything?"

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a while and said seriously: "Junior wants to know something about martial arts. I hope Master Cheng can help me clear up my doubts."

Cheng Tianen raised the corners of his mouth and said angrily: "Huh, to clear up your doubts, do you think I am very idle?"

Fang Zhixing said evenly: "I have money, so I won't treat you badly."

As he said that, he took out three hundred dollars.

Cheng Tianen's expression changed, with a hint of anger emerging.

Seeing this, Xigou immediately sent a message and said, "What are you doing? This person is not simple. He wants to save face and will not bow down for a few stinky money."

Fang Zhixing also sent a message: "He is ill, the expenses must be huge, and he must be very short of money. In addition, even if he turns his back, I am not afraid. I don't think he is better than me."

Xigou was shocked.

Also, Fang Zhixing improved three times and mastered two explosive skills. More people died in his hands than he could count on both hands.

But the Cheng Tianen in front of him was a sick man with tuberculosis.

Fang Zhixing was respectful to him on the surface, but actually disdainful of him on the inside.

The next moment, Cheng Tianen sighed, pulled up a chair and sat down. He pointed at the incense burner next to him and said, "Ask until the incense burns out."

Fang Zhixing quickly asked: "What is a heavenly being?"

Cheng Tianen looked deeply at Fang Zhixing and replied: "I have only heard of heavenly beings, but I have never seen them and don't know them."

Fang Zhixing pondered: "Are heavenly beings very powerful?"

Cheng Tianen: "I don't know. I said, I don't know them. I can't even be sure whether the so-called heavenly beings really exist. They may just be legends."

Fang Zhixing understood and changed the question: "You are a warrior. How are the realms of practice of a warrior divided?"

Cheng Tianen asked back: "Do you know what 'wu' is?"

Fang Zhixing was suddenly stunned.

For a moment, he found that he couldn't explain clearly what "wu" was. It was a big concept.

"Please make it clear." He asked.

Cheng Tianen smiled slightly and said: "Practice martial arts, what exactly is it? If you are a ten-foot-tall strong man with infinite strength, and the others are all old, weak, sick and disabled, do you think you still need to practice martial arts?"

Fang Zhixing responded: "You mean, martial arts training is about strength?"

"good!"

Cheng Tianen nodded, "As long as your strength is greater than others, your explosive power and speed will naturally be stronger and faster. The so-called martial arts training is to develop the strength that allows you to defeat others!"

Wu is the power to defeat the enemy!

Cheng Tianen continued: "The first state of martial arts is to hone one's own strength and reach the point where the whole body's strength can penetrate one qi. This state is called 'Guan Li'."

"Guanli, the whole body's strength penetrates into one qi?"

Fang Zhixing frowned and said, "What does it feel like specifically?"

Cheng Tianen smiled and said: "It's mysterious to say that it's mysterious, but it's simple to say that it's just to twist all the strength of the whole body into one..."

As soon as these words came out!

Fang Zhixing's mind suddenly moved and he suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath.

Uh-huh!

Cut it down with one knife!

Sheath the knife!

Cheng Tianen's eyes widened suddenly, and a mosquito fell on his thigh.

The mosquitoes were still moving around.

But the mosquito has no wings!

[Ordinary Drawing Technique·Perfection]

Cheng Tianen rubbed his eyes, in disbelief. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Fang Zhixing, and said in astonishment: "So you are a Guanli realm warrior?! Man and sword merge into one!!!"

Only then did he know that his heartfelt message was indeed true.

Ever since he mastered the full-level ordinary sword drawing technique, he had a vague feeling.

He is much stronger than ordinary people and kills people like chickens!

Cheng Tianen asked: "Who is your master?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head: "I don't have a master, I practiced by myself."

"What, you have reached the Guanli realm by yourself?!"

"You still practice sword skills!!"

Cheng Tianen was shocked, "There is a formula for practicing martial arts: punch first, then kick, then use the weapon!"

Kung Fu is the easiest to practice.

But even if a person practices boxing and kicking, has a master to teach him step by step, and starts practicing martial arts from a young age, he still has to practice hard for ten or eight years before he can break through to the realm of strength! "

Looking at Fang Zhixing, the shock in Cheng Tianen's heart continued to amplify, "As for practicing weapons, the difficulty has doubled, and it will only take longer! Without the guidance of a master, it is almost impossible to achieve the 'integration of man and sword'!"

After hearing this, Xigou secretly cursed: He is just a loser, what the hell are you bragging about!

Fang Zhixing heard this and couldn't help but glance at the five teenagers in the yard.

They are all exercising their bodies and exercising their strength, but they are still far away from the realm of strength penetration.

Guanli is the perfect combination of strength and skill, both of which are indispensable.

Those five young men lacked strength and poor skills, far from Fang Zhixing's level.