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Chapter 53 Martial arts talent(1/2)

Chapter 53 Martial Arts Talent

Author: A line of egrets ascending to the blue sky

Chapter 53 Martial Arts Talent

Next few days.

I don’t know why, but it can be said that Chen Mo has achieved rapid results in practicing Boy Kung Fu, making rapid progress. Even Xuanzong couldn’t help but praise him repeatedly, saying that Chen Mo is a rare genius who practices Boy Kung Fu in a century.

After all, judging from this speed, Chen Mo will be able to reach the first level of Tongzi Kung Fu in less than half a year.

According to Xuanzong's knowledge, those who have achieved great success in boy skills often need more than ten or even twenty years of practice day after day before they can reach the third level of great achievement.

It can be deduced from this.

For ordinary practitioners, it would take at least two to three years to reach the first level. Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that Xuanzong believed that Chen Mo would be a once-in-a-hundred-year wonder who practiced Tongzi Kung Fu.

Time passes.

Chen Mo unknowingly followed Xuanzong and lived in the Pig Cage Walled City for a month.

This evening.

After Chen Mo returned from working at the dock, he still practiced basic skills in remote corners of the walled city day after day, and seemed particularly motivated.

There are only a few basic skills, and the practice process is extremely boring and simple. If you want to improve the proficiency of basic skills, you can only persist day after day, be precise, and keep polishing until the standard movements become muscle memory.

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For outsiders who don't understand martial arts, this kind of training and improvement process is undoubtedly just a fancy trick. Almost everyone can do it, and they can't understand the principles of advanced martial arts hidden in basic skills. People passing by won't take a second look at it.

People prefer those martial arts moves that look majestic. As for how to practice these moves, they don't care.

Chen Mo ignored this.

On the one hand, it's because deep down he defines himself as a passerby in this world, and on the other hand, it's because of his real progress these days.

Chen Mo found that it seemed that because he had been carrying goods at the dock for a long time, the effect of physical exercise was quite obvious. In just one month, his strength and physique improved by 1 point.

I remember that when the optical brain chip indicated that the physique was +1 and the strength was +1, I became more excited and more active in my work. The workers next to me were surprised for a while, thinking that this guy was going crazy.

After all, it has only been a month.

If this is the case in the next few months, doesn't it mean that my basic attributes can be improved a lot?

But this is just Chen Mo's thought.

After all, through this barbaric method of training and improvement, Chen Mo only developed his body's basic potential and reached the level of an adult starving ghost. However, a person's basic potential is limited. Once the basic potential is developed, almost everything will follow.

It is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Having said that.

But now, even if he just improves his attributes by 1 point, it will undoubtedly be a great encouragement to Chen Mo.

As for the improvement of telekinesis proficiency to Lv1, it was completely expected due to Chen Mo's hard practice every day.

"Kung Fu, that's not how you practice it."

Not far away, a faint old voice came.

"Um?"

Chen Mo, who was practicing basic boxing skills, slowly turned his head to look.

This was an old man sitting under the street lamp, studying chess records alone. This was the first time in so many days that Chen Mo encountered someone who took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

After carefully recalling it, Chen Mo remembered that he seemed to have seen him before. This old man made a living by playing chess games on the streets of the Evernight City Pier all year round. Because he was missing one finger, he was called the Nine-Finger Chess God by passers-by.

Did you think that you and I are neighbors?

Could it be that this is a hidden peerless master?

This reminded Chen Mo of certain movie scenes!

He looked at the old man up and down, but the other man never looked at Chen Mo. He was still studying the remaining game score under the street lamp.

It seems that this chess game is his world and the truth he pursues.

For a moment, Chen Mo felt like he was intimidated by the opponent's momentum.

Could it be that this will be an opportunity for me?

Fantasizing that he might have met a hermit master, just like the protagonists in those movies, relying on the master's guidance to reach the sky, Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.

He tried hard to suppress his emotions, matched the other party's tone, and asked tentatively: "How to practice kung fu?"

The old man under the street lamp slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Mo, who had a look of longing and expectation.

The shadows under the light made Chen Mo unable to see the other person's facial expression. At this moment, he felt that the surrounding sounds gradually quieted down along with the other person's movements.

This is because Chen Mo is too focused, waiting for the other party to talk. He doesn't want to regret it for the rest of his life if he misses even one word because of his negligence.

"Of course the bridge is built on the golden mountain and the road is paved on the silver sea! Quack!"

The old man smiled proudly and said: "I study the chess records so hard every day, and I even break a bun in half to eat it. Isn't it just to save more money so that my son can have more on hand when he is practicing in Tianxingmen?

Be more generous, take care of your superiors and subordinates, and learn more advanced martial arts? If you can practice kung fu in such a haphazard way, then this bad old man like me has lived most of his life in vain. I might as well kill myself with a piece of tofu.

quack!"

After saying this, the nine-fingered chess god triumphantly put away the remaining game notes and went back to his room to rest happily.

Chen Mo was left alone, standing under the streetlight with an angry expression on his face. He really wanted to strangle this guy to death with his own hands.

I thought I had met a worldly master, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be an old bastard.

Not only did he not give me any guidance, but he used this method to undermine his confidence and indirectly show off his good son.

After a while, Chen Mo finally calmed down.

After experiencing this incident, he seemed to be stimulated and became more motivated. He punched over and over again, practicing basic boxing techniques. It seemed that every punch hit the old bastard.

"From today on, practice one more hour every day. I have to prove it to you!"

the next day.

I thought it would be another peaceful and fulfilling day.

After a hard day's work, Chen Mo and Xuanzong were about to leave the pier and return to the Pig Cage Walled City. They found that more than thirty people were blocked on the road to the pier. They were uniformly dressed in black clothes, holding axes and knives, looking towards the dock after get off work. workers.

After Chen Mo saw these people, his first reaction was...minions in black?

It has to be said that in terms of appearance and strength, these people are almost standard minions in black. Although their combat power is higher than that of ordinary people, they are only the lowest dangerous creatures faced by natural disaster victims in this world.

Among these thirty or so people, there are naturally many elites.

"The Crocodile Gang is coming."

I saw that the workers around me seemed to have been prepared for this, and they all showed a fearful attitude. They rummaged through their pockets and took out the crumpled money in their pockets. If they didn't have enough, they would lend it to each other temporarily.

Chen Mo took the opportunity to ask the workers next to him about the origins of the Crocodile Gang.

"The Crocodile Gang is the largest gang in these neighborhoods. Even the dock workers dare not provoke them. Their rule is that dock workers must pay three yuan in protection fees every month, otherwise they will be killed the first time.

Cut off one finger and it will sink into the river the second time."

After hearing the cruel methods of the Crocodile Gang, Chen Mo couldn't help but take a breath. Compared to the people from the Pier Gang, the Crocodile Gang were the regular street gangsters in this city.

"Mr. Lu Xun doesn't bully me. This is really a society where people cannibalize people."

Looking at the crumpled hard-earned money in his hand, Chen Mo was filled with reluctance, but after seeing Xuanzong's warning look, he finally took out three yuan, followed the team of dock workers, and paid it to a gangster honestly.

Clothes guy.

Is this the price of seclusion?

Seeing the sneer in the black-clothed leader's eyes, Chen Mo really wanted to throw him into the hive organization and activate his telekinesis ball to turn him into points.

"Another three yuan missing."

Chen Mo looked sad, as if he wanted to use this to provoke Xuanzong. How could Xuanzong, a leader of his generation, really tolerate such cowardice?

However, Xuanzong seemed to have made up his mind to go into seclusion because of the deaths of several friends. He just patted Chen Mo on the shoulder as a silent comfort.

Now Chen Mo really admires him.

It seems that his experience in the Hive Organization really hit him hard.

"Why……"

The two staggered away.

Time passes.

Chen Mo followed Xuanzong, and six months had passed before he knew it.

The two of them seemed to have completely lived a life without fighting against the world in the Pig Cage Walled City. Xuanzong's patient teachings to Chen Mo made his training process of Tongzi Kung very smooth.

At noon that day, the sun was shining brightly.

Chen Mo followed Xuanzong's instructions and practiced basic boxing and body movements bare-chested under the scorching sun. His bronze skin was shiny in the sun, and the strong smell of male hormones was about to burst out of his body.

The whole person looks full of energy.
To be continued...
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