Cross-pushing martial arts starts from adding points

Chapter 1, Chen Mo

Yuan'an County, Wuyue Boxing Gym, Martial Arts Arena.

"Practicing boxing, the core is the muscles are as one, supporting the world!"

"Five Sacred Fist is not a powerful martial art, but as long as you get started, you can master it!"

"Once you enter the product, you will be able to settle down in the county!"

"Practicing boxing, the basic skills are the most important. If the foundation is not solid, the ground will shake."

"Now, there are two stone locks in front of you, start timing, and carry out Zama Hengshi for an hour!"

A middle-aged man in a green robe with a dark complexion stood at the front of the martial arts arena, glanced at the more than 20 people in the martial arts arena, and said indifferently.

When the disciples heard the middle-aged man's words, they made a promise, grabbed the stone locks in front of them, bent their legs, and showed a Zhama posture, while the two stone locks were firmly hung on their arms. The so-called Zama Hengshi.

Zama Hengshi, for these unqualified men, it is not difficult, but even though their limbs are numb and limp, and their foreheads are sweating like rain, they still grit their teeth and persist.

Because they understand that they have spent real money to enter the martial arts hall to learn martial arts. If they fail to enter the martial arts within half a year, then their previous silver taels will be wasted.

"Brother Chen, I've watched Wuyuequan for three months, why can't I see any tricks?"

On both sides of the martial arts arena, there are more than a dozen teenagers gathered. They have thin faces and wear gray linen clothes, which are in stark contrast to the disciples in the martial arts arena.

A young man with a dark complexion stretched out his finger and poked Chen Mo next to him, muttering in a low voice.

"If we can all see the way, I guess they would have already entered it!"

Chen Mo said calmly when he saw the people sweating profusely in the martial arts arena.

Although he was calm on the surface, there were still waves in his heart.

Yes, before he knew it, it had been more than three months since he traveled to this strange world.

During the three months, Chen Mo's state of mind experienced initial confusion and intermediate struggles, and finally became helpless to accept.

Compared with his original world, this world is very different.

In this world, there are many clans of dynasties. These clans of dynasties are composed of powerful warriors, and these warriors have endless glory and power.

They have everything because of their strength.

Even a warrior who has just entered the ranks, one person can defeat more than a dozen big men.

The Wuyue Boxing Gym where Chen Mo is now is located in Yuan'an County under Tianyang Mansion.

Tianyang Mansion belongs to Yunzhou, the seventeenth state of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is in the east of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is connected to the Heifeng Mountains.

Now that the Great Zhou Dynasty has come to the end, luck has dissipated, and there is no longer the grand occasion of burning oil in the past, and its force is also vaguely unable to control the situation in the Great Zhou Dynasty, so the horse bandits in the Heifeng Mountains often plunder the caravans, and the chaos gradually students, causing panic throughout Yuan'an County.

At this time, only by learning a martial art can we have more life-saving capital in troubled times.

"Don't look at it, it's almost time for dinner, you guys hurry up and help!"

A young man came out from the inner room and scolded Chen Mo and others.

Although the young man was also dressed in sackcloth, his complexion was ruddy, his arms were broad and his eyes were piercing. Although he was not of the highest quality, his imposing manner was much stronger than that of ordinary strong men.

When Chen Mo first came to another world, he had no money, so he was able to stay in Wuyue Boxing Gym all the time because he became one of the handymen three months ago.

And the dozen or so teenagers around him are also handymen.

In the Wuyue Boxing Gym, although the status of handymen is low, it is also a good job for the low-level civilians in Yuan'an County. After working here, they can also observe martial arts.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is no monthly payment.

"I don't know when I will be able to enter..."

The boy who was talking to Chen Mo just now was named Zhao Lin, and now he was staring at Zhang Quan Kongwu's powerful arms, and couldn't help but mutter enviously.

Although Zhang Quan is also a handyman, he has been in Wuyue Boxing Gym for two full years, because he often practices Wuyue Boxing, although he has not yet entered the ranks, but four or five men are not his opponents.

"Be quicker with your hands and feet. If you make a mistake, you won't be able to sleep today!"

In the kitchen, Zhang Quan folded his arms and stared indifferently at the bustling crowd.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, his eyes swept across the crowd, and finally fell on Chen Mo and Zhao Lin.

"Chen Mo, Zhao Lin, today is the day to give out the blood tiger soup. After eating, you two will cook the blood tiger soup and dry it in the sun. Wrap it in kraft paper according to the head. Don't make a mistake!"

Blood Tiger Soup is an auxiliary medicine soup for practicing Wuyue Boxing. It can strengthen the muscles and bones and speed up the speed of martial arts. It belongs to the unique secret recipe of Wuyue Boxing Gym.

The medicinal soup is specially prepared for the martial arts practitioners in the martial arts arena. They have to pay five taels of silver every month to enter the gymnasium to practice martial arts.

The boxing gym sends people to guide boxing practice every day, explain the essence of boxing, and provide a blood tiger soup every half a month.

Hearing Zhang Quan's order, although Chen Mo and Zhao Lin were unwilling, they could only respond in a low voice.

Blood Tiger Soup needs to be boiled continuously, and in the process, it will emit a foul smell, so making Blood Tiger Soup is naturally not a good job.

In addition to cleaning the martial arts hall every day, the handymen also need to go out to buy food and meat, cook and cook. Therefore, the time you can go to the martial arts arena to observe is no more than two hours a day.

Moreover, there is no instruction for the handyman to practice boxing, and there is no supply of medicinal soup, so he can only rely on his own experience, so it is as difficult as heaven for a handyman to practice boxing.

Like the many disciples in the Martial Arts Field, they have a famous teacher to teach them, they have enough time to practice boxing every day, and they can also receive a blood tiger soup every half a month. Even so, those who can enter the product within half a year are rare. .

Practicing martial arts consumes a lot of physical strength, so for the disciples in the martial arts arena, the boxing gym is responsible for one meal a day, but there is enough meat.

As for handymen like Chen Mo, Wuyue Boxing Gym's attitude is to take care of food and clothing, so they basically eat vegetarian food every day, occasionally with a little meat.

After the meal, Chen Mo and Zhao Lin received a bowl of thick red soup from Zhang Quan, which was the raw material for making blood tiger soup.

Zhao Lin found a big pot from the kitchen. Chen Mo poured the red soup in the bowl into the pot, then filled it with water, brought a pile of firewood from the firewood room, and started adding firewood to cook.

The two took turns to add firewood. Because the fire was too hot, the temperature of the whole kitchen continued to rise. A layer of sweat oozes from the foreheads of Chen Mo and Zhao Lin. At the same time, a foul smell came out of the cauldron. The two were forced to try their best to breathe less.

While making the Blood Tiger Soup, Chen Mo's thoughts sank, and an attribute panel appeared in his mind.

Name: Chen Mo

Boundary: not entered
Martial arts: Wuyue Quan (not yet started)

Skill Points: 0
This attribute panel came through together with Chen Mo, and it lists all kinds of information about Chen Mo in detail.At the same time, in Chen Mo's mind, there was still a big cauldron.

Before crossing, Chen Mo was playing an on-hook game called Blizzard. As long as the player visualized the Ten Thousand Mother God Cauldron in the game, he could gain certain skill points and improve his skill proficiency according to the length of time.

Chen Mo guessed that some incredible things might have happened during the time travel, which made him merge with this setting in Blizzard, and the big tripod in his mind might be the famous Wanmu in Blizzard game The divine cauldron, as long as he visualizes the ten thousand mother divine cauldron in his mind every day, he can gain skill points and improve his proficiency in martial arts.

In order to verify this idea, since the time travel, Chen Mo has been immersed in his thoughts every time he has free time, and he has been thinking hard about the God of Ten Thousand Mothers, but for some reason, there is nothing to do at the beginning of the visualization, but once the visualization exceeds For an hour, Chen Mo felt a splitting headache and couldn't concentrate at all.

So, imagine March, the progress bar on the Ten Thousand Mother God Cauldron has finally become 99% today.

"Not surprisingly, you can get your first skill point tonight."

Chen Mo thought to himself, he couldn't help cheering up, if skill points can really improve martial arts proficiency, then he can be regarded as having a little life-saving capital in this world of high martial arts.

(End of this chapter)