Extreme Martial Arts Modifier

"Hahaha, good!"

A hearty laugh came from the backyard of the Lin Mansion.

Lin Gensheng looked at the burly and tall Lin Yu, and nodded again and again: "That's how it should be, that's how manly!"

He had a dream of being a knight since he was a child, but unfortunately he was not able to embark on the road of martial arts due to various reasons. Now that he sees his eldest grandson so great, he is naturally relieved.

As if your dream came true.

"Old Lin, how long has your eldest grandson practiced martial arts?"

An old man beside Lin Gensheng looked at Lin Yu and asked aloud.

Lin Gensheng turned his head to look at him, and patted his head suddenly, "Look at me, I forgot to introduce."

After speaking, he introduced to Lin Yu: "Grandson, this is your grandfather Zhao. He was a second-rate martial artist twenty years ago, and he is your senior in martial arts."

Lin Yu hurriedly performed a junior salute when he heard the words: "Junior Lin Yu has seen Grandpa Zhao, please give more advice from Grandpa Zhao."

"There is no problem with your advice." Zhao Fuan nodded slowly, and then said strangely: "I see that your skin is smooth and your hands are clean. I think you have been practicing martial arts for a while, how can you be so strong?"

The more he looked at it, the more strange it became. Lin Yu looked like he had never practiced martial arts, but his whole body exuded a full martial artist temperament.

Those muscles are by no means grown out of thin air, it can only be done by practicing martial arts for many years.

And when he said this, Lin Gensheng also noticed this.

He quickly asked, "Xiaoyu, what kind of kung fu are you practicing? How long have you been practicing?"

"This, I just asked my mother to get some unfamiliar martial arts, and then I stole some moves from the Tiger Gate. I pondered and practiced it myself, and I don't know if I practiced it right."

Lin Yu took out the rhetoric he had thought of for a long time and said.

When Zhao Fuan heard this, he immediately lowered his face and said, "Young man, you can't mess around like this. If you practice wrong, you will leave the root of the disease."

Lin Gensheng also looked solemn, "Xiaoyu, martial arts training is not a child's play, you must not follow your temperament."

Seeing this, Lin Yu immediately followed the words of the two and said, "Please also ask Grandpa Zhao to give some pointers to see if there is any problem with my martial arts practice."

"Okay." Zhao Fuan nodded heavily, "Just practice here and show me."

He thought to himself what kind of tricks the kung fu that children pondered could have, and he could see through it at a glance.

"Grandpa Zhao is optimistic."

Lin Yu didn't say much nonsense, he pulled out the knife at his waist and jumped back, and practiced the afterimage knife technique in the yard.

Lin Gensheng and Zhao Fuan watched silently.

Lin Gensheng had never practiced martial arts in the end, but he couldn't see any problems in it, so Zhao Fuan couldn't.

The more he looked at him, the more serious his expression became, and the trace of contempt in his heart had already been put away, and it was replaced by infinite curiosity.

He originally thought that the teenage boy Lang could have any accomplishments in martial arts, but the martial arts that he pondered must be unattractive.

As a result, the whole set of moves not only looks like it, but also makes him a little bit incomprehensible.

It seems that this set of martial arts is higher than the second-rank martial arts he is practicing.

Zhao Fuan was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that a second-rate martial artist who had practiced martial arts for many years would not be able to see through the kung fu created by a child.

"Accept!"

Suddenly, Zhao Fuan shouted violently, pulled out the sword from his waist, and stabbed Lin Yu with a sword.

He couldn't hold back anymore, he just wanted to try Lin Yu's kung fu for himself.

clang--

Lin Yu blocked the sword steadily and took a step back.

Zhao Fuan, on the other hand, had a complicated expression, standing there without attacking, as if he was thinking about something.

Lin Yu thought to himself, from the look just now, this grandpa Zhao is not as good as himself, at least he can't compare to himself in terms of moves.

His own moves are obviously much smarter than the opponent's.

certainly,

This does not mean that you can defeat the opponent.

There was a powerful force hidden in the sword just now, but it was not released, and it was not released.

If you release it, you can make yourself drink hate on the spot with just that sword.

"It's weird, it's really weird!"

At this time, Zhao Fuan suddenly spoke up, repeatedly claiming surprise.

"Grandpa Zhao, is there anything wrong with my martial arts?"

Lin Yu naturally knew that there would be no problem with his kung fu, but he still asked humbly.

"No problem, it's very good!" Zhao Fuan put his sword into the sheath, stroked his beard and said sincerely, "Young genius, you really deserve to be a young genius! You are definitely the most talented person I have ever seen in my life. "

Lin Gensheng, who was on the side, heard this, with a hint of joy on his face, leaned over and asked, "Brother Zhao, is my grandson really so powerful?"

"Of course. I dare to say that even the ancestors of the major sects are not so capable. When they first entered the martial arts, they can create a second-grade martial arts."

Zhao Fuan was completely convinced by Lin Yu at this time.

He has lived for so long and has seen countless martial arts. Naturally, he knows that Lin Yu's martial arts are definitely not learned from anyone, but created by combining some unfamiliar martial arts.

Being able to create his own martial arts at such a young age really refreshed his three views, and he had to sigh at the terrifying talent.

"Grandpa Zhao, I have a question."

Seeing Zhao Fuan's shocked expression, Lin Yu was afraid that he would continue to delve into this matter, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"Ask, I can tell you everything I know."

Zhao Fuan is in a good mood.

"Grandpa Zhao, that sword you just made seemed normal, but it seemed that there was a powerful force in it that didn't erupt. I'm curious about what happened."

"Hahaha!" Zhao Fuan laughed loudly: "As expected, no one has taught you, and you don't even know your inner strength."

"Inner strength..."

"Inner strength, also known as inner strength, is a powerful force that bursts out of a warrior's body, and it can even hurt people from the air when practiced to the extreme." Zhao Fuan explained while stroking his beard.

Lin Yu was very interested and continued to ask, "Grandpa Zhao, how did this internal force come from?"

"Inner strength cannot be developed by practicing moves, it is necessary to cultivate special inner strength methods..."

Zhao Fuan explained it in detail.

Only then did Lin Yu know that what he had been practicing was actually just martial arts. The scientific name was martial arts, and when combined with internal skills, it could be called martial arts.

It's just that internal skills are not common, so people generally call martial arts martial arts.

Unlike martial arts, internal skills cannot be practiced by everyone.

People who are too poor in martial arts will never even want to get started.

However, once the learning is successful, the power that bursts out is definitely not comparable to ordinary martial artists.

In martial arts, only those with great internal strength are considered first-class warriors, otherwise, no matter how strong they are, they are only second-rate warriors.

For example, Zhao Fuan in front of him has been unable to step into the threshold of first-class warriors because he has been unable to make progress in internal strength.

Also, there is no definite grade of internal skills, all internal skills are created by master-level figures.

Therefore, for martial arts, the government can turn a blind eye and let it circulate in the black market, but it is absolutely impossible to learn internal skills without joining the sect.

Moreover, the smaller martial arts sects generally only have one set of internal skills, which belong to the town sect's unique skills. Only the disciples who have obtained the high-level approval of the sect are eligible to learn.

If anyone dares to steal lessons in private, especially those outside the sect, it will definitely be a deep hatred that will never end.

Based on this, Lin Yu guessed that Yang Yuanzheng had not yet obtained the qualification to practice internal skills, so he didn't talk about internal skills that time.

This caused him to be in the dark all the time, thinking that martial arts are just martial arts, as long as you practice martial arts and keep training your physical body, you can become a first-class martial artist.

There is no way, after all, he can only understand the world through the things around him and the memory of the original owner, and it is impossible to make random judgments based on his own imagination.

Yang Yuanzheng didn't tell him, and the original owner only knew that the martial artist who practiced martial arts was very fierce.

As a result, he has always been ignorant of martial arts, and he can bully those who are weaker than himself.

It can be seen that it is very necessary to worship the sect, and professional questions must be answered by professional people.

Hearsay is unreliable after all.

"Lin Yu, do you want to learn internal skills?"

Just as Lin Yu was thinking, Zhao Fuan suddenly asked.