Proficiency Panel Right At The Beginning

"Small question, I have money, how much?" Lu Ren was once proud.

"Well, the best sword I have here is full of materials and needs 13.6 million."

"Boss, you cannibal!"

The owner of the weapon shop was a little dissatisfied: "What are you talking about, I am a top-notch cold weapon technology, and many super tough alloys flow out of those material laboratories in the channel. The business has been sluggish for a few years, so I want to double the price!"

Lu Ren coughed dryly: "Boss, it's better to order it in general, I don't have so much money."

The owner of the weapon shop didn't even raise his head: "I've seen it a long time ago. I haven't got my temper after getting money. Three hundred thousand. I know you are a martial artist, and I will definitely satisfy you."

After making an appointment with the boss, Lu Ren left the store and went straight to Yan Zhenghua's canteen supermarket.

As soon as he entered the canteen, Yan Zhenghua's smoky voice sounded obscene before he faced him.

"What do you want friends, I just bought a batch of divine oil here, and all of them have given five-star praise. You can also pay attention to my store on Meituan. You can deliver the goods to your door, buy a bottle, and give two defensive coats as gifts Hey, hey... it's you, kid!"

The enthusiastic voice of Yan Zhenghua who came out faded away, looked up and down Lu Ren who entered the store, raised his eyebrows and said: "You have a lot of evil spirits on your body, it seems that you have been killing all directions recently! Like this Didn't the police arrest you?!"

Lu Ren said dumbly: "Boss, please, I have been officially certified, otherwise I can be so swaggering in Huaguo?"

"Yo?!"

Yan Zhenghua glanced left and right outside the canteen, and after confirming that no one was following Lu Ren, he had a strange smile on his face: "It seems that you have a lot of things recently."

"Let's talk." Yan Zhenghua said lazily, "What do you want to do when you come here suddenly after so long?"

"I want to learn swordsmanship!"

"Didn't I tell you before that you are too murderous to practice the sword technique I created? My sword is the sword of intent, which is fundamentally different from ordinary routine swords...Of course, it's not impossible. Method!"

Yan Zhenghua fixed his eyes on the wad of money in Lu Ren's hand, and then his face was full of doubts: "But your little money makes it difficult for me to do it!"

Lu Ren continued to take out another stack from his backpack!

Yan Zhenghua saw that pair of wretched eyes light up, his hands were like lightning, and took the money from Lu Ren's hand.

He is not a greedy person, but the other party gave too much!

Fast, fast as lightning, fast as a strong wind.

Lu Ren even felt a gust of wind blowing against his face, making him squint his eyes involuntarily.

"Is this the Phoenix Fist?"

Crash! Crash!

Yan Zhenghua counted the money without raising his head and said, "Boy, your little money is only enough for me to teach you swordsmanship. Don't even think about my boxing skills. You are not the ideal successor in my heart."

Lu Ren let out a 'squeak', then sank his waist and immediately threw his fist into the air next to him.

call out!

The sharp and loud cry suddenly sounded, and Yan Zhenghua couldn't help but look up, his eyes couldn't stop being surprised.

"Feng Falcon Fist?! Where did you learn it?"

He knew all about Lu Ren, and he knew exactly what the other party was up to. He hadn't seen him for a few months, but the other party had practiced Feng Falcon Fist so well?

This couldn't help but make him vomit blood, Ma De was never so arrogant when I was also practicing boxing.

It's obvious that they came here to smash the scene!

Martial arts genius? !

What's wrong with martial arts geniuses, labor and management don't mix in this circle now!

Yan Zhenghua's greasy face became more and more unkind, and his mood became more and more unhappy. If it wasn't for the sake of money, he felt that Lu Ren would be kicked out.

However, the heavy banknotes in his hand made him involuntarily show a kind smile on his face.

No one can escape the law of true fragrance!

Seeing this, Lu Ren slandered inwardly. In modern society, even the most powerful martial arts masters have to bow their heads to life...

"Of course it's officially authorized. How about it? Did you win the samadhi?"

"Official authorization?" Yan Zhenghua pinched his chin and looked at Lu Ren: "What big thing have you done to allow the masters in the Public Security Bureau to pass on your kung fu?"

It seems that this fat man is well versed in it!

"Don't worry about it. In short, I came here to prove that I am not a person with a twisted heart, and I am not someone who will kill indiscriminately because of this. I am officially authorized and certified!"

Lu Ren said seriously: "I just want to say, in fact, you can teach me!"

Lu Ren's attitude was very sincere, and Yan Zhenghua was silent for a while, then suddenly waved his hands in a dispirited way: "Okay, your money is not enough, I will give you my unique skills, I will teach you swordsmanship first, Come in, don't hang around here."

Need to add money!

Lu Ren heard what Yan Zhenghua meant.

When following Yan Zhenghua to the practice room behind the canteen, an aunt's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Old Yan, how much is this vinegar?"

Yan Zhenghua shouted at the top of his voice: "Eight yuan, just scan the QR code to pay. I have something to do now, and the price is marked!"

After entering the practice room, Yan Zhenghua held a wooden sword and said solemnly: "The decline of martial arts today is a general trend. With the development of science and technology, martial arts masters who have practiced hard for 20 or 30 years are no match for a bullet shot from a pistol." Bullets, maybe after a hundred years martial arts will completely decline and disappear into the river of history."

Speaking of this, Yan Zhenghua was a little bleak: "Actually, it's not interesting for me to hide it. My boxing skills and my sword manual were posted on my Weibo two years ago, with hundreds of views and zero downloads. "

"Huh?!" Lu Ren was a little surprised: "You actually spread martial arts on the Internet, aren't you afraid of being practiced?"

Yan Zhenghua sneered: "It's not so easy to practice. Even if I give you the sword manual, you can practice according to it. Without my notes and explanations, you won't be able to get started even if you practice for ten years."

These martial arts masters are really monkey spirits. No wonder you have to be afraid that if you take the boxing score, even if it is stolen, if there is no annotation or explanation from the ancestors on the boxing score, or if there is a sentence missing or missing a sentence, the practice will not be good. Most likely, he was crippled by practice.

Lu Ren: "You can really hide it, no wonder many things in history have been brought into coffins."

Yan Zhenghua sighed: "There must be some reasons for this. Many old masters want to keep one hand, one hand on the left and one hand on the right, and keep them in the coffin. Many top-notch kung fu skills that can be called mysterious are still mostly It's all lost."

Lu Ren grinned a little: "You don't want to keep a hand, do you?"

Yan Zhenghua smiled without saying a word.

Lu Ren hooked Yan Zhenghua's shoulders, and whispered: "I know a pretty good massage shop, and the sauna foot bath there is the best!"