My skills can be infinitely integrated and evolved

Lanzhou, Tiancheng Mansion, Huishan City.

Autumn is gradually approaching, but there is still a bit of summer heat.

The sky is like a naughty child. It was clear just now, but now dark clouds have gathered and it has become gloomy.

Boom!

Accompanied by deafening thunder.

Big raindrops fell rapidly.

It fell on the bricks and stones, and was shattered into pieces. It fell on the muddy ground and turned into a muddy mess.

Xu Ning was wearing a dark gray police officer's uniform, holding a long knife in his hand and wearing cowhide boots.

Every step you take will splash up large amounts of mud.

Looking at the raindrops that kept falling, I didn't stop, but accelerated my pace.

The earthy smell stirred up by the raindrops, coupled with an inexplicable stench, made him frown involuntarily.

The matter of time travel is actually not that wonderful.

Especially the street sanitation in ancient times is really difficult to describe.

Maybe your next step will step on some landmine.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after walking into the green brick floor of the inner city.

There are some wealthy households and dignitaries living there, and the city appearance is much better.

There is also a good drainage system.

The water on both sides flows down from the eaves like lines, misty and rainy, and the blue bricks, white tiles and red doors add a bit of beauty.

After a while, he came to the door of a martial arts gym.

There is a plaque on the two elm doors covered with heavy iron sheets, which reads "Iron Fist Martial Arts School" in four powerful characters.

Bursts of violent shouting came from inside.

Apparently, even if it rained, he didn't stop to take a break from boxing practice.

Stepped in.

In the courtyard, more than twenty strong men, naked from the waist up, were beating the air in front of them with all their strength.

The soil under your feet has long been trampled as hard as iron stone, and the raindrops cannot soak it at all and can only flow along the ground.

Under the opposite eaves, there was an old man lying on a shiny bamboo lounge chair.

His hair was as gray as tangled weeds, and his face was wrinkled.

Like a weathered old man.

But there is not a trace of fat on the arms, just like a body of fine steel that has been tempered over time.

This old man's name is Tie Wushuang, the master of the Iron Fist Martial Arts School, and a master of the blood exchange realm!

Once a pair of iron fists challenged four martial arts schools in Huishan City, and they got the opportunity to establish a sect.

He was holding a palm-sized purple sand teapot in one hand, and he would put it to his mouth and take a sip from time to time.

Watching the disciples practicing boxing in the rain, if someone's practice is not up to standard, they will be scolded.

Xu Ning quickly walked to the old man's side and took down the boiling kettle on the small table next to him. Stand aside respectfully.

"Aren't you going to patrol the streets today?"

Tie Wushuang asked.

"Master, I will take a rest today."

Xu Ning replied.

"Take off your clothes and punch me for a while."

"good!"

Xu Ning took off his mostly wet jacket, leaving only a pair of shorts.

Jumping into the rain.

Grasp the ground with your feet and bend your knees.

Clench your fists tightly and swing them slowly.

When the warm-up was completed, the speed suddenly accelerated.

The whole person was like a black shadow moving around in the yard.

His fists were like cannons, piercing the air and raindrops.

Tie Wushuang squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Ning.

He nodded slightly and said: "It's okay. You are just getting started with my set of Liuhe Paoquan. With the breathing method and medicinal bath, after two years of practice, it will not be a problem to break through the skin training realm.

We can expect blood exchanges in the future..."

After Xu Ning finished practicing a set of punches, his body became slightly warm, his breathing became rapid, and he took a few deep breaths. He walked over and took out two kilograms of soy sauce beef wrapped in oil paper.

Place it on Tie Wushuang's table.

Open it, and a strong aroma comes.

"Master, come and try it. This is Zhao Siguai's braised beef..."

Tie Wushuang picked up a piece with his hands and threw it into his mouth and said:

"Young man is willing to bring me food. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Xu Ning touched it and said, "Master, I think this boxing method is still not suitable for me. Please give me another one."

"Um?"

Tie Wushuang sat up from the chair, slapped the table with his hand and reprimanded:

"Practicing martial arts is not just playing house, how can you be such a childish person? Half a month ago, you had already started to learn the "Iron Fist" boxing method and still said it was inappropriate.

Now that you have started playing "Liuhe Paoquan", you need to change it again.

You are wasting your time and talent! "He stared at Xu Ning like a lion about to wake up.

Xu Ning felt a pressure coming over his face and weighing on his heart.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart.

He doesn't want this either.

It’s a golden finger requirement.

As soon as I thought about it, a translucent panel appeared in front of my eyes——

[Martial arts fusion panel]

[Xu Ning: The middle stage of skin training. 】

[Kung Fu: Iron Fist (introductory yellow-level low-level kung fu), Liuhe Pao Fist (introductory yellow-level low-level kung fu). 】

[Martial skill: Gust Sword Technique (entry yellow level low-level martial skill). 】

[Evolution points: 1. 】

The panel only has the function of martial arts fusion. It can fuse three martial arts or three martial arts to evolve the martial arts and martial arts that are most suitable for Xu Ning.

Evolution points can improve the level of skills.

Because of the existence of Golden Finger, he kept changing his techniques.

Fortunately, you have good qualifications and can learn it in a few days.

Use evolution points to get started quickly. However, this amount can only be accumulated a little bit per month, which is very slow.

He took out an oil paper bag from his clothes again, a flash of physical pain flashed across his face.

"Master, this is the latest Maojian tea from Hengtai Teahouse. I know you like this sip, so I asked the boss to save it for me. I will brew it for you to try."

Xu Ning knew that Tie Wushuang was soft-hearted rather than tough. He spent five taels of silver to buy good tea, which was equivalent to five months of his salary as a detective.

For the sake of martial arts, he spent a lot of money.

"You!"

Tie Wushuang's face softened as he smelled the aroma of new tea and ate the soy sauce beef.

"Hmph, I will teach you another skill. This is the last time. If you want to change it again, no way!"

He stood up and walked into the back room. He came back after a while and threw a thin booklet over. Xu Ning opened it and saw the words "Ling Feng Fist" written on it.

Inside are the number of punches and the rhythm of breathing.

"This "Ling Feng Fist" is different from "Iron Fist" and "Pao Fist", which are straight forward boxing techniques. It pays more attention to avoiding counterattacks.

It should suit your taste. Just take a look and let me give you a try. "

After Tie Wushuang finished speaking, he walked straight into the rain.

At this time, he could clearly see that the raindrops were bounced out within an inch of his body.

This is a phenomenon in which blood exchange reaches a certain level and internal energy is spread all over the body continuously.

Not even a drop of rain will touch you!

It can be said to be a humanoid self-propelled tank.

Ordinary sneak attacks with hidden arrows are useless.

The disciples practicing boxing dispersed and stood on the edge.

Tie Wushuang punched casually as if taking a leisurely stroll, and every blow seemed to be very slow.

But before you could react, it was over and the next move started.

It's dazzling and dizzying.

Xu Ning stared at it without blinking, for fear of missing any movement.

Imprint every detail in your mind.