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Needless to say, the health attribute has been increased by 1.5 and 150 evolution points have been consumed. Due to the improvement of health attributes, the physical fitness has been improved by 0.75.

After thinking for a while in his mind, Wei Xiaobei probably figured out what was going on.

I was hit hard before, but after I put my evolution point into health attributes, my body quickly recovered for some reason.

But even so, after Wei Xiaobei withdrew from the gray world, he slept in reality for three days, and his physical trauma was recovered.

In fact, when Wei Xiaobei closes his eyes, he can feel the vitality in his body that is more vigorous than before.

This means that the improvement of health attributes means the improvement of one's vitality, which can accelerate one's recovery ability after injury.

So that's it. Wei Xiaobei thought about it, took out the fishman water ball, and took advantage of the stall owner's carelessness and threw it into a bowl, wrapped it with a layer of red oil, and swallowed it.

As the fishman water balls turn into heat in the stomach and spread throughout the body, the evolution points in the attribute panel have increased by 20.

50 evolution points, Wei Xiaobei did not use these 50 evolution points and continued to eat noodles.

When Wei Xiaobei returned to the martial arts hall, the senior brothers asked Wei Xiaobei with caring concern, what happened.

While these concerns touched Wei Xiaobei, they really had a headache. I can only say that I had a cold before.

After dealing with the senior brothers, Wei Xiaobei found Cheng Biwu who was sitting in the indoor martial arts stadium drinking tea and greeted his master respectfully.

Fortunately, Cheng Biwu did not ask Wei Xiaobei about his movements these days, but just nodded, and then turned his attention to the teacup in his hand.

"Master, that, when can I learn the Liuhe Big Gun?"

Wei Xiaobei was quite dissatisfied with the ability to use the iron fork, so he asked when he saw his master. You must know that when his master practiced the Liuhe Big Spear, his aura was extremely fierce, which really made Wei Xiaobei, who was watching from the side, envious.

"Liuhe Big Gun?"

Cheng Biwu put down the teacup in his hand, turned to look at Wei Xiaobei, and asked with a smile: "You have not yet fully solid your basic skills, but you want to practice the Liuhe Big Spur?"

Wei Xiaobei was waiting for an answer, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. No, if the master knew his current strength, he would probably be scared to death.

I think so, since Wei Xiaobei first practiced boxing, it only took less than a month. From a beginner to three or four years of hard work, the progress is too fast.

If you can remember all the basic skills in a short period of time, you are already a genius, but within one month, not only will you remember the basic skills and practice them, but you can also achieve a certain level of skill. This is a bit too evil.

Wei Xiaobei doesn't want his master to have a bad view of himself.

If you think you are a master who is a master and concealing it, it will be miserable.

Although I will not pursue such things too much now, a big scar will probably be left in the master's heart.

Just because of this, Wei Xiaobei had to nodde in frustration, bow to his master, and then planned to go out to practice basic skills in the outdoor martial arts field.

But just after Wei Xiaobei turned around, Cheng Biwu's voice sounded a little: "With your qualifications, it's not bad to practice the Liuhe Big Gun now. You can lay a foundation first."

When Wei Xiaobei heard this from his master's words, he couldn't help but feel excited, and then turned around: "Thank you, Master."

"Hahaha, thank you, please sit here first."

Cheng Biwu pointed to the chair next to him and asked Wei Xiaobei to sit down.

After Wei Xiaobei sat down properly, Cheng Biwu sorted out his thoughts and asked: "Xiaobei, do you know the source of my Chinese martial arts?"

When Wei Xiaobei heard this question, he was stunned. He wanted to say that Chinese martial arts came from Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Emei, and Qingcheng, he knew one thing, but he really didn't know the source of Chinese martial arts.

If it were Shaolin, Wei Xiaobei would probably be slapped on the ground by his master.

"Disciple doesn't know."

Wei Xiaobei answered honestly.

"Martial arts, the initial definition is the technique of quarantine wars! It originated from the art of fighting generals on the battlefield to rush to kill the enemy."

Cheng Biwu was quite proud to popularize Wei Xiaobei.

Wei Xiaobei nodded honestly.

"Then, my teacher asks you, what is national martial arts?"

Cheng Biwu continued to ask with a smile.

"Chinese martial arts should be our Chinese martial arts, right?"

Wei Xiaobei answered hesitantly. At this time, he regretted not understanding these things when he was online, and he would not be blushing in front of his master.

"Well, you are right. National martial arts refers to our traditional Chinese martial arts, which is a respectful title for martial arts. There is another saying, that is, martial arts that only kill enemies and do not perform are called national martial arts!"

Cheng Biwu said it later and his tone suddenly became majestic. He heard Wei Xiaobei's body was shocked, and he couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Martial Arts that only kills the enemy?"

Seeing Wei Xiaobei listening, Cheng Biwu nodded: "What I, Cheng Biwu, learned is national art."

"Remember! Only kill the enemy, not perform!"

Cheng Biwu emphasized one sentence in particular.

Wei Xiaobei nodded quickly and said, "Is it a show of flowers?"

Cheng Biwu couldn't help but laugh: "Generally speaking, they are all performance routines, and they can't be said to be scheming."

After laughing with Wei Xiaobei for a few words, Cheng Biwu then went to the weapon stand to get a big gun, stood at the center of the martial arts field, and poked the big gun at the ground. The big gun, which was more than three meters, was like a flagpole, shaking straight upwards and slightly.

"This is a big gun. In ancient times, this big gun was a special weapon for cavalry. Generally speaking, the gun rod of this big gun is best made of ash tree, which is both elastic and tough. However, there are not many ash trees now. The big gun for the army is placed in his hometown. This big gun is made of mulberry wood, which is quite good. It is three meters long and one foot weighs eight kilograms and two liang."

As Cheng Biwu's voice sounded, the big gun started to move immediately, and the head of the gun turned into a red line and thrust out. In a moment, the gun was blowing, and the dancing big gun shuttled back and forth, sometimes piercing out, sometimes hooking, like a silver snake flying in the air.

This was the first time Wei Xiaobei saw this Liuhe big gun, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused for a moment. When Cheng Biwu's big gun was retracted with a bang, Wei Xiaobei woke up from that obsession.

"This Liuhe big gun pays attention to the eighteen characters: entanglement, block, hug, thrust, buckle, hold, hold, chop, chop, catch, relay, pull, collapse, pick, hook, and thrust..."

After Cheng Biwu asked Wei Xiaobei to pick up a big gun, he began to explain.

This lecture talks about supper time.
Chapter completed!