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Chapter 7 Hot Seventeen Forms(2/2)

When warriors fight each other, there is no time for you to pose.

The truly valuable way of playing is to learn its charm, realize its artistic conception, and create the essence of moves!

The "fire and explosive" in front of you is this kind of fighting style, and you can even shoot out flames until you practice it!

I saw that the visualization diagram was filled with blood-red flames, filled with violent aura.

In the center of the picture is a volcano with flames soaring into the sky, emitting a burning and unyielding feeling, as if the flames are about to burst, and they are about to explode!

Fang Cheng's body was shocked, and just looking at this picture would feel a sense of heat.

"Ahem, bad boy, don't be idle, show this trick for your teacher, you're optimistic."

Old Man Lu smiled proudly, and his hands behind him naturally hung on both sides of his body.

"scold!"

With a light shout, Old Man Lu stepped forward with his left leg and his right hand hit the air on the left like a cannonball.

"Pu bang!"

A ball of flames came out, and slowly flew away in the blink of an eye.

"It's like a volcano erupting, this flame... is so handsome."

Fang Cheng's head froze, his eyes full of the shocking scene just now. The human body could actually use martial arts to make flames!

Relying entirely on fists to rub the air, the flames burst out from one's own artistic conception.

So handsome!

Fang Cheng looked up at Old Man Lu and smiled flatteringly: "Master, you are so handsome."

"Haha, little brat, practice hard, it is very necessary to play. Do you rely on your physical strength to fight in the ring? "

"I just saw everything I played. Don't care about the moves. Taste the true meaning of it. Do you understand!" Old Man Lu said lightly.

After saying that, Old Man Lu put his hands behind him, as if he had just punched him casually.

Now I should know how powerful my teacher is...

Old man Lu turned around and waved his hand, "Stay on, come and ask me if you don't understand."

Fang Cheng nodded quickly: "Okay, master."

The flame just now really shocked Fang Cheng.

He has been focusing on improving his physical fitness and superimposing his strength points, but he has ignored the importance of his playing style.

"You must learn this 17th Style of Fire and Fire."

Fang Cheng secretly made up his mind that it was so handsome to be able to shoot out flames.

To calm down, Fang Cheng looked at the visualization picture and realized the essence of the fire and explosive atmosphere. He was about to erupt without erupting like a volcano.

Think of your own qi and blood as magma flames, and your body is a mountain pass...

After practicing martial arts for four hours, I was sweating all over.

Fang Cheng felt his body hot, and the feeling of treating himself as a volcano is not a good martial arts experience.

The eyes flashed, and thoughts flew:

"There are still ten Yuan energy points. After consumption, we should start preparing how to continue to obtain Yuan energy..."

"But it's still early. With the speed of your body growth, it will take half a year to add these ten points to your strength."

Thinking about the changes in the past two months, from an ordinary person to his current perverted strength and physique.

Really embark on the path of martial arts.

After practicing martial arts, he has a bit of a dragon-walking and a tiger-walking temperament when walking, and his height seems to be a little taller.

Fang Cheng thought secretly.

Just as I was thinking, a scent of beef wafted.

His eyes lit up. These days, the whole piece of beef cooked by Old Man Lu in a pressure cooker, and then cut it with a knife to eat it.

As for cooking, the two of them are too lazy to do it.

Old Man Lu put the beef on a delicate gold-edged blue ceramic plate and reminded him.

"Boy, come here to have a meal. Go wash your hands and face first, and don't eat with sweat on your face."

"good."

Soon Fang Chengdi finished packing and sat on the dark fir table to start eating.

Both of them are warriors and have extremely high efficiency in eating. They chewed a large plate of beef into their stomachs after chewing them.

"Tsk tsk, Master, your beef is absolutely high-quality and tastes so delicious." Fang Cheng sat comfortably, experiencing the happiness of eating and drinking.

"Hmph, are you full? Tell you something."

"In January, there is a small martial arts competition in Yunhai. It is held by a chain hotel. The main participants are mainly amateur level, and there will be several professional first-level stages to support the venue. The martial arts competition is all amateur level organizers and they have no face."

"Martial arts cannot be practiced by yourself, you can practice them at home every day. How to practice if you don't fight with warriors, how do you know where you are shortcoming and which aspect is still lacking."

"Don't be nervous, try it."

"Although you play too badly, you have great strength and a smart mind. After playing two ring games, you can train your courage and spirit."

"What? Forget it? You'll forget about the martial arts competition. It's quite troublesome to register. And I've just practiced my master..." Fang Cheng was stunned, frowned, a little nervous, and thought for a while but refused.

"My teacher has already signed up for you."

Old man Lu looked at Fang Cheng with a smile.

"Master, but I still have to go home during the winter vacation."

"The champion has a prize of 30,000 yuan, the semi-finals are 20,000 yuan, and the semi-finals are 10,000 yuan." Old man Lu put his right hand on the fir table and gently tapped the tabletop.

“I’ll attend.”

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up and he made a decision in an instant.

There is near and there is money! You have to go!
Chapter completed!
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