If you become a monster, you will succeed

(The worlds presented in this book are all parallel worlds, and the cities, power structures and reality are also different, so don't take it for granted)

Shangshu City is a city full of three-dimensionality. It is built on the hillside and surrounded by mountains. The 22nd floor may be able to look across the window from the 1st floor. It is not uncommon to see cars driving on the roof. .

Maybe you have just climbed a rugged mountain path that looks like a small forest beast stepped on, and the next moment you find yourself on the roof of someone else's house.

And in such a city that is associated with mountains, there are also some old houses built in the corners that are neglected by people.

They seem to have been integrated with the mountain. They don't look like houses, but more like a ray of scenery in the mountains.

Feng Xue appeared on this mountain road wearing a small quilt. She thought she had entered some deep mountain and old forest, but when she looked back, it was a steel jungle with scattered heights. Looking back again, she saw a small village in the mountains composed of brick and tile bungalows. , For a while, there was only a thin line between classical and modern, but it seemed that two worlds were divided.

However, she was not surprised by such a view for too long, and even thought it was no big deal—after all, Nanshan District was an upgraded version of this architectural style in a sense.

Looking around, Feng Xue's attention focused on a bungalow with a small courtyard. It was a brick and tile house that looked old. Although it occupied a large area and had a small courtyard, ordinary people Seeing it does not give you the feeling of "this is a small villa for rich people". On the contrary, the old temperament and the moss-covered walls all give people a sense of old houses that have not been taken care of for decades. The feeling of the house - it may even make people wonder whether there is water or electricity.

At this moment, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties was practicing boxing in a small courtyard in a loose autumn suit.

Although it looks like that, but there is no way to change the moves, and the technique of exerting force is even more messy. At first glance, it seems to be practicing according to the pictures of boxing records on the Internet or elsewhere.

This is not to say that all the boxing manuals on the Internet are fake. In fact, on the contrary, at least in the world before Feng Xue became Wu, many things that could be said to be secrets of various schools can be found on the Internet, but the key The problem is that traditional martial arts are just like those ancient books that can’t be read. If you don’t have a guide to tell you the key points, it’s useless to just read books.

"It's shapeless, don't you care..." Feng Xue shook her head lightly, but she also confirmed that this young man was the target who triggered the rule of his descent.

[Kung Fu Dream] The rule of this world is very simple, the content is to allow Feng Xue to come to the person who "has the dream of practicing martial arts" and teach him martial arts.

But the flexibility of this teaching is very high. Feng Xue can simply throw out a secret book, or pass on ten years of internal strength, or simply stay by her side to teach carefully, but Feng Xue has not had time to prepare herself. As soon as the lines were spoken, the eyes of the two had already met in the air.

"I……"

Feng Xue wanted to speak immediately, but the young man immediately stopped and said:

"Wait a mininute!"

"Uh, I didn't say anything..." Feng Xue grinned, and stood outside the yard like that. Not long after, a young man came out with a bowl of steaming white porridge and a pile of pickles:

"I didn't do anything good early in the morning, let's fill my stomach."

"..." Feng Xue wanted to speak, but looked at her equipment again, and finally said nothing, just untied the quilt and spread it on the floor, took the porridge bowl from the other party's hand and started eating.

Seeing this, the other party went back to the door and started punching. Feng Xue raised the corner of her mouth and said:

"Young man, if you like boxing so much, why don't you find a decent master?"

"No money!" The young man said nonchalantly, "Shangshu Boxing Gym is not cheap, but a new regulation came out last month, and a large number of them were screened out, and now they dare to ask for a 'routine certificate' Tens of thousands a month, who can afford it!"

"If you don't have money, you still practice boxing early in the morning, and you don't need to work?" Feng Xue looked at the young man speechlessly, but the young man said very calmly:

"I quit my job to write a novel because I didn't want to be squeezed by my boss. Work, work Jill!"

"Tsk tsk, young man, have you ever heard a saying? Usually young people in their twenties who have no job imagine themselves as a writer."

Feng Xue said with the corners of her mouth raised, the young man became anxious immediately, and immediately said: "I signed the contract seriously." After that, there were words such as "If you don't make money, it's a piracy", "Writers who hit the street are also writers", Difficult words such as "full attendance is higher than salary".

But this time Feng Xue didn't laugh, she just stood up, put the empty porridge bowl in her hand on the stone platform at the entrance of the courtyard, looked at the young man with a pair of sharp eyes and said:

"It doesn't look like you have any blood feud, why do you have such a soft spot for kung fu? Could it be that you are still pointing at kung fu heroes to save the beauty?"

The young man's face turned black when he heard the words. It's strange to say that he himself was a little socially afraid, but facing this completely unfamiliar homeless man today, he was able to communicate easily. It's like blowing water on the Internet while looking at the screen.

Facing Feng Xue's earnest eyes, the young man somehow had a desire to confide in him, but he is not the kind of protagonist character, he has no deep hatred, nor any wonderful experience with Kung Fu, so he can only utter one sentence in the end :

"I'm from Yan Kingdom, isn't it normal to like kung fu?"

"That's right." Feng Xue nodded approvingly, and her originally serious expression suddenly relaxed. Just when the young man thought he was going to say something more, he suddenly felt something hit his side twice, and his whole body All became stiff.

"For the sake of this meal, let me teach you something real." Feng Xue muttered in a voice that could be vaguely heard by the youth, and then picked up the quilt on the ground and walked along the mountain road, but his voice was different. Still passed into the ears of young people:

"Don't think that the Zhama step is boring. The strength comes from the roots, and the strength comes from the legs. Without a solid base, no matter how you practice, it will be a show..."

...

Seeing Feng Xue's figure disappear, the young man froze in place dumbfounded, but his posture was changing beyond his control.

A wonderful heat flow spread from the two places where he was hit on his waist to his legs, and after that, his leg muscles began to retract and release regularly.

"This is...an adventure?" As a web writer, no matter how stupid he is at this time, he can react. He immediately calmed down and felt his current state, including the changes in the strength of his leg muscles and the ups and downs of his body. I don't know which expert did something, or I really have the talent in this area. All the points of the whole process are extremely clear in the young man's mind.

At this moment, in the mind of the young man, an idea popped up inexplicably——

"Should I have another bottle of wine just now?"

Regarding the integration of the Phantom of the Opera suit into the environment, I have explained it many times. It is "it will not make people feel inappropriate to appear here", but it does not make your appearance "legal".

An example I often give -

You wear a windproof hood and hold a gun to rob a bank. No one thinks it's against the law, because that's what you should wear to rob a bank (violent theory), but this does not prevent the police from arresting you.

Its effect is more similar to "holding a ladder", as if you enter the women's toilet in a cleaning suit, and everyone thinks it's okay for you to appear here, but if you appear reasonable, you can peep when others go to the toilet , should be beaten or have to be beaten.