In the training ground the next morning, Xu Xian followed Song Peiyuan and couldn't help asking.

"Uncle Song, do you really don't know about the Holy Church?"

"I haven't heard of it at all... You have asked this for the third time. What kind of holy temple? A certain martial arts sect?" Song Peiyuan asked back a little confused.

"That's not." Xu Xian thought for a while and said, "It might be a church... Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

There are many martial arts sects in this world and even have a considerable authority, but I have never heard of any signs of the prevalence of religion.

Judging from yesterday's battle, the word "Saint" in the temple mostly refers to "Holy Light"... This is more like a product under the Western magic system.

Is the camp really irrelevant to reality? Then why is it Song Peiyuan?

No one can answer this question for Xu Xian, but the information on his panel has changed a little.

"Next round of brave men: two."

This is the last line of personal information. The number of brave men has become two. Xu Xian suspected that he would face two opponents at the same time tonight.

Yesterday, a "Song Peiyuan" almost killed himself with eleven lives. If the enemies become two, it would not be as simple as one plus one equals two.

Xu Xian’s style of playing yesterday was obviously impossible to use again, and the two enemies could completely pull him away.

"It's still too lacking in attack methods, so I can only start from reality..."

Xu Xian thought so and said, "Uncle Song, if I face an enemy wearing armor all over my body, and the other party's physical fitness is obviously stronger than me, how should I kill him?

Song Peiyuan looked at him silently for a while and said, "You should run away quickly."

I can't tell, Lao Song, you are quite talented in telling jokes...

Xu Xian coughed lightly and decided to change the word: "I mean, are there any martial arts with this effect? ​​I don't consider my own damage, and only aim to kill the enemy."

Song Peiyuan frowned and thought for a while, "Does the Second Young Master want to learn tactics in the army? Foreign martial arts that only seek to kill the enemy are popular in the army, but it is easy to achieve quick results..."

Xu Xian's eyes lit up immediately and he hurriedly said, "It's time to achieve quick results, it's time to achieve quick results!"

Song Peiyuan couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. The Xu family was considered half a martial arts family, so he was not surprised that Xu Xian had the idea, but this did not mean that he would agree.

"Second Young Master, foreign martial arts do work quickly and have strong real-time combat power, but long-term practice will undoubtedly damage your body, and it is definitely not something that orthodox warriors should learn..."

Xu Xian inherited the original owner's memory and understood the internal and external divisions of martial arts. To put it bluntly, it is the difference between internal and external power.

Orthodox martial arts sects will teach their own internal skills to improve the physical fitness of martial artists, and at the same time to practice some external skills to promote disciples' understanding and digestion of internal skills.

This is ultimately a process of both internal and external cultivation and complementing each other. However, the problem is that external skills are effective quickly and cost less, while internal skills require long-term investment and practice. It is never just a saying that poor literature and wealthy martial arts are.

Of course, the Xu family has the conditions to practice martial arts. Xu Xian also learned some simple breathing methods when he was a child, so his physique is not bad now, but he is just a little older.

If Xu Xian really made up his mind to practice martial arts, Song Peiyuan would report it to the head of the family Xu Changlie, asking Xu Xian’s father to ask a serious martial arts master to guide him, first learn the inside and then practice the outside.

Xu Xian looked at Lao Song’s serious expression and couldn’t help scratching his head.

It was because of this stern personality that Song Peiyuan was left at home by Xu Changlie as a coach and was responsible for the security of the entire Xu family, although his strength was not particularly strong.

Xu Xian could only think about it and said, "Uncle Song, why don't you teach me two tricks first? To be honest, I didn't decide whether to practice martial arts... I have to check the quality of buying vegetables first, right?"

Is this a matter of quality? Song Peiyuan was amused and crying, but Xu Xian's words made him feel normal.

He has seen many young people of this age who have aspirations for martial arts and are impatient with the boringness of internal skills practice...

"Okay, I'll teach you a move first." Song Peiyuan of course couldn't say that Xu Xian was just saying, "But please remember that you need to be careful when practicing, otherwise you will easily hurt yourself."

Song Peiyuan said this, and at the same time made plans to keep staring at Xu Xian.

Then he began to practice martial arts, and the content of this martial arts is still very simple. It is said that one move, but it is really just one move.

The martial arts taught by Song Peiyuan was called "Baoquan". It is more of a special force-making technique than martial arts.

Song Peiyuan was stunning, his right arm sank down, and then he swung his entire arm as if he had swung his entire arm around, and he swung it forward hard, and a loud shout came from his mouth.

"Drink!"

Song Peiyuan hit the sandbag in front of him with his punch. The thick leather bag body instantly broke, and the fine sand inside was spread all over the floor.

"Hiss...it seems quite fierce." Xu Xian couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. He knew the sandbags were used for training. He knew the most about how strong they were.

After making this punch, Song Peiyuan slowly let out a breath and stood up straight again.

"The cannon fist is a military tactic, which aims to gather the strength of the whole body together and push forward through the entire arm. When activated, the arm is like a cannonball, so it is called the cannon fist."

"Uncle Song, do you still know the shells?" Xu Xian couldn't help asking.

"This is what my teacher told me." Song Peiyuan said seriously, "It is said that artillery shells are a military weapon, with a similar principle to gunpowder and are extremely powerful."

Xu Xian touched his chin and always felt that something was wrong... It seemed that nothing was worth wondering about.

Song Peiyuan didn't care and continued: "'Bao Boxing' is not practical in the martial arts world, because it must be stable before it can be used, and it is difficult to hit a flexible master."

“Can’t it be used on the road?”

"The cannon fist requires the strength of the waist, and using it forcibly can easily damage oneself..."

"Oh, I mean, how can I not be injured when practicing martial arts?" Xu Xian waved his hands repeatedly, but what he said in his heart was: I still care about damage for ten lives?

Song Peiyuan couldn't help but feel speechless, and it was difficult to continue to attack Xu Xian's enthusiasm. He could only teach the skills of exerting force step by step.

It is actually not difficult to learn the force of "cannon fist". After all, it is a military tactic, and there is a "simple and easy to get started" in the requirements.

With the teacher Song Peiyuan here, Xu Xian successfully mastered the skills of exerting force after just two quarters of a time of simple exercise. He turned his arms smoothly and became more and more sensible.

Just when Xu Xian used a complete punch for the first time, a line of text appeared in his mind:

The skill "cannon fist" has been learned.

Xu Xian was stunned for a moment, and quickly summoned the information panel, and indeed saw that the information had changed.

Name: Xu Xian

Level: First order

Life: 100%

Skill: Primary Cannon Fist

Number of brave men in the next round: 2

"This skill... can be obtained through real-life learning?"

Xu Xian suddenly thought of the prompt behind "Saint Wrath", and his thoughts quickly fell on the "Junior Cannon Fist", and sure enough, a small paragraph of text jumped out automatically.

“Pay 1 point of experience to upgrade.”

“…”

In Song Peiyuan's eyes, Xu Xian seemed to have been standing there for a long time, and then suddenly looked up at him.

"Old Song, do you believe there are geniuses in this world?"

"Of course, there are many martial arts geniuses in the world, such as your sister..."
Chapter completed!