Chapter 34： 1 character pass through boxing

" In the Lieyang Gang branch, there are a total of five directors, namely Yin Zhixing, the head of field operations, Liu Yanhong, the head of internal affairs, Guo Liang, the head of water affairs, Qin Yu, the head of mining, and finally Tan Chaofan, the head of law enforcement, who is my master.

Although the five directors are all martial artists at the peak level of internal refining, the strongest one is naturally my master. He has a seven-star whip in one hand. Within ten meters, he is unparalleled in power, and is also known as Qinghe Town. First in internal training, it can compete against the martial artist who cultivates internal energy.

Next is the mine manager Qin Yu, who has extraordinary swordsmanship, and once had a record of killing three strong internal refiners with three swords.

If these two supervisors accept apprentices, you just choose according to your own mind.

But the other three, not known for their strength outside, are really not the best choice. "

Qin Shaoping's tone is calm and confident, as if he is pointing to the country.

Bai Ziyue nodded silently, his face thoughtful.

Regarding Qin Shaoping's words, he naturally believed that the strength of law enforcement supervisor Tan Chaofan must be the strongest among all supervisors. Secondly, Qin Yu, the head of the mine, should not be weak.

But to say that being strong is the most suitable master's choice, he has a different view.

When the strength of several supervisors is not weak, there is a huge difference between being good at teaching apprentices and not good at teaching apprentices.

Of course, for Bai Ziyue, these are not the key points.

He only cares about the exercises and martial arts.

……

Unknowingly, the sky is already bright, and the number of apprentices in the martial arts field has gradually increased.

In the morning's practice, Bai Ziyue was already hungry, so he didn't stay longer, so he went straight to the cafeteria.

The difference in status and treatment made his breakfast a lot richer. A large bowl of rice porridge, three meat buns, two fried dough sticks, a bowl of broth, a small dish of pickles... at least his two months. Had a rare and rich breakfast.

After filling all these into his stomach, Bai Ziyue finally felt a kind of fullness before he walked out of the canteen.

In the Lieyang Gang branch, the scope of activities of apprentices is only in the backyard.

I basically stayed in the martial arts field in the morning to practice martial arts. For apprentices, only the meditation stakes can be practiced. At most, some apprentices can practice the meditation stakes to a small degree and can choose a martial skill to practice.

As for the afternoon, a private school teacher was arranged in the gang to teach writing. It was not just a matter of literacy.

Of course, it’s up to me whether I learn or not.

In the morning, Bai Ziyue went to a special class in the afternoon. He found that only a dozen apprentices had arrived, including Qin Shaoping Qin, who he met early in the morning. Both sides nodded slightly. Sit down at the table.

Soon, Mr. private school arrived. He was a thin middle-aged man with two beards, looking a little stiff.

He had hundreds of apprentices in total, but only a dozen of them came to the class, turning a blind eye, and naturally began to lecture.

Then soon, Bai Ziyue lost interest.

Because what the husband teaches, he has completely mastered the words, plus the husband's lecture, which is dull and boring. Since then, he has never come again.

For three days in a row, Bai Ziyue spent most of the time practicing One-Word-Tongquan.

At this moment, he has already understood the changes in the movement of strength, and he is also very proficient in the control of strength.

Under the word 　　, he twisted his body and punched.

In just three seconds, Fist Jin started from his legs, across his waist, along the body, and directly into his arms.

punched out.

bump!

Strong force rushed, and a faint fist mark appeared on a wooden stake.

This punch has initially revealed its power.

Moreover, Bai Ziyue subconsciously scanned the attribute panel.

Name: Bai Ziyue

Strength: 1.95 (cannot be increased)

Speed: 1.85 (cannot be increased)

Constitution: 2.01 (cannot be improved)

Spirit: 1.80 (cannot be improved)

Martial arts: the meditation stake is perfect (cannot be improved)

Eighteen consecutive swords (no entry, no promotion)

Introduction to One-Word Go-Tongquan (can be improved)

Immortal method: Purple Qi Guan Shen method (you cannot improve without getting started)

soul energy: 1237

"Finally got started."

Bai Ziyue's breathing was a little short.

worked hard for three days in a row, almost without stopping for a moment, he finally pierced through the fist with one word, and practiced to the level of entry.

He even noticed that because of the hard work in the past few days, his strength has slightly improved, and he is one step closer to the ‘2’ mark.

"Consume 300 soul energy, which can increase the one-word punch to Xiaocheng!"

Bai Ziyue frowned, and was also promoted to Xiaocheng. The one-word penetrating fist was 100 points more soul energy consumption than the meditation post.

Obviously, with the enhancement of martial arts skills, the same ascending to small, great, and even consummation, the soul energy needed to consume also greatly increases.

"Boost!"

But even so, he still chose to promote without hesitation!

"Om!"

Bai Ziyue was in a trance, and then he felt his body heat up. It seemed that at this moment, he had experienced countless hours of painstaking practice The understanding and sentiment of Yizi Guantongquan, All reached an alarming level.

After a while, Bai Ziyue calmed down, and then he noticed that his one-character punching punch had reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

"Consumption of 600 points of soul energy can improve the one-word penetrating punch to great success!"

Bai Ziyue hesitated, but chose to continue to improve.

He knows the importance of power control, which will definitely help him to practice other martial arts in the future.

was once again in a trance. When he was awake again, he had control over the strength in his body.

didn't even use the move, Bai Ziyue just stood still.

bump!

With a crisp sound, a hard rock under his feet was directly crushed by him, cracking cracks.

Then, what made Bai Ziyue a little embarrassed-the sole was torn.

The cold wind blows, making the soles of his feet cold.

" One word goes through the boxing and my control of strength has truly reached a peak.

I will practice eighteen consecutive swords again in my current state. It is estimated that it will not take long to get started. "

Bai Ziyue thought to himself as he walked to his room.

The strength control reached his level. For martial arts such as the Eighteen Swords, he was only familiar with the process, and the cultivation was much simpler than before.

Getting started is really not difficult.

It’s just that, soon, a trace of haze appeared on his face.

Three full days passed, but no supervisor came to him to accept his apprentices-even if he didn't care about these as much as other apprentices, it made him mutter in his heart.

There are even some bad guesses.