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Slowly opening his eyes, memories flashed in his mind. Wang Yan lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling blankly.

Thinking about every bit of "The Year in a Hurry", the crisp laughter of a pair of children echoed in my ears. His heart went back and forth, and Wang Yan was in so much pain that he couldn't help himself.

It took a whole week to finally get used to it.

Pull out the panel

Wang Yan

Attributes: Strength 20

Agility 20

Physique 20

Spirit 22

Unallocated points 5

Storage space 2m

Skill: Computer LV5

Fighting LV3

Cooking LV3

Calligraphy LV1

. . . Omit a bunch of skills.

After completing the task, 5 attribute points were rewarded, and the other attributes remained the same, with no changes.

After 15 years, Wang Yan's computer skills went from being proficient at LV2, professional at LV3, proficient at LV4, until he first entered LV5. (PS: I don’t know what to do, but if you have any ideas, you can put them forward.)

It's like an inverted pyramid, the higher the level, the harder it is to move up. According to the information transmitted by the system, LV5 has come to an end. They are both LV5, so naturally they have to compete, so it depends on who can go far. Wang Yan is also a newcomer now. In this level, he is still in the middle. He is still far behind.

After so many years of not doing anything, Wang Yan's fighting skills have made limited progress. But after practicing for so many years, his fighting philosophy has just begun to develop, and he feels that he will make a breakthrough soon. The progress in his cooking skills is not bad. After all, he researches delicious food when he has nothing to do and cooks it for his children, which is also very thoughtful.

Over the years, his main focus has been on computers, and calligraphy is about to make a breakthrough. There's nothing else worth mentioning, just some random skills and so on.

Wang Yan doesn't want to stay in the capital anymore. He has lived here for fifteen years, and he always misses people when he sees things. And he doesn’t want to work anymore, it’s not interesting anymore.

After calculation, it seems that it would be more appropriate to withdraw the money in two handfuls. So at the end of the month, Wang Yan directly withdrew half of the money, and the tax deduction made his liver hurt.

After getting the money, I immediately paid off all the debts I owed. I kept some of the remaining money for expenses and bought stocks as usual.

Wang Yan spent a whole day wandering around Beihai in this huge capital city, just walking aimlessly.

The next day I packed up and left. I stayed home for two days and was nagged by Zhang Xia for two days. It's not that Wang Yan is unfilial, it's just that he is too powerful. He quickly left his hometown again and headed to Lin'an.

At Xiaoshan Airport, Wang Yan took a taxi with his suitcase and went directly to West Lake. Before coming here, he had already booked a nearby B\u0026B. The environment seemed pretty good. After more than 100 days, he booked it for a month.

He and Gu Jia had been here before, but they stayed for a short time and only took a general look. This time he wanted to walk more and take a good stroll.

Life has returned to peace. I get up early and run around the West Lake twice, find an open space with few people, and box randomly. After breakfast, we wandered around the city.

On this day, it was raining lightly and there were relatively few people.

Wang Yan stood on the shore of the West Lake holding an umbrella, looking at the ripples in the lake.

A woman walked not far from Wang Yan with an umbrella in hand and stood side by side with him.

Hearing the movement, Wang Yan turned to look at her. Seeing the disappointment in her eyes, he turned back and continued to look at the West Lake in front of him without caring. He said: "Are you disappointed?"

The woman was a little embarrassed and explained: "I'm sorry, I see you standing here alone, and I'm a little curious."

She was hiding from the rain behind Wang Yan just now, and saw Wang Yan standing motionless by the lake with an umbrella. The mountains in the distance, the lake nearby, and the pedestrians passing by from time to time made Wang Yan unique and independent.

In addition, Wang Yan was tall enough and his back was straight, which made her want to get to know this man, but the result was indeed disappointing. Although he couldn't be called a back-looking killer, Wang Yan's appearance was indeed ordinary, which completely destroyed her previous beautiful fantasy.

"It's nothing, don't be embarrassed." After saying that, Wang Yan nodded to her, turned around and walked away in the wind and rain.

This feels pretty good, but he is too impatient, and maybe people are not interested in getting to know them deeply to discover the extraordinary things. And he's not in the mood to spend time picking up girls right now, it's pointless.

The woman just stared at her retreating figure until she disappeared.

In the evening, Wang Yan, who was reading a book, received an unexpected message from the system.

"Gong Baosen in "The Grandmaster": Zhenwu. (Dare not dare to Zhenwu)"

Wang Yan has seen this movie before, and it mainly talks about it. . . Please give it a try.

But it’s been quite a while, so I logged in as a member as usual and watched “The Grandmaster”, “Ip Man” and the following two, three and four.

Then I checked some information at the time and was fully prepared.

Looking at the time, it was already past four in the morning. Wang Yan lay on the bed, pulled out the panel, and operated the selection.

Blue light flashed and Wang Yan disappeared into the room.

…………

Wang Yan opened his eyes, wearing a black gown and leather shoes, and looked around. I noticed the big two characters "Fengtian" and determined that this was Fengtian Railway Station.

After confirming that the environment was safe, Wang Yan stood there and received the message from the system.

The identity is very simple. Wang Yan, 20 years old, returned halfway from studying abroad. His family was separated and gone because of the war. Now it is September, the 19th year of the Republic of China, 1930 in the Western calendar, and the War in the Central Plains has just come to an end.

Wang Yan did not go to the Gong family rashly. He was a nobody and no one would care about him. Even if Gong Baosen has the demeanor of a grandmaster, he is so stupid, so he can't waste time like that.

After asking around for a while, Wang Yan went to the place where Fengtian martial arts schools were concentrated.

He didn't rush to add attribute points. He didn't know what level he was, so he made some gestures first.

"Brother, I would like to ask for advice from the master of your gym. Could you please inform me." Wang Yan walked to the door of a martial arts gym and said politely to the man outside.

Upon hearing this, the man frowned and said in a bad tone: "So, you are going to ruin the place?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, discuss behind closed doors, discuss behind closed doors." Wang Yan waved his hand.

The man frowned and thought for a while, but did not make a rash statement: "Wait a moment, I'll ask the master." He waved to the two people, told them to look at Wang Yan, and turned around to ask for advice.

He is not a fool. After all, there is no Sansansan. Liangshan is indeed unreachable. Seeing Wang Yanke's politeness, he can't figure out the truth. If they make a big deal out of it, and if they still can't do it, then they're basically doomed.

Wang Yan was very patient and stood quietly at the door. He turned a blind eye to the vigilant and hostile gazes of the two young boys in front of him.

After a while, the man from before came out: "Come in, the master agrees."

Wang Yan nodded and followed him in.

After passing the front hall and walking into the courtyard, Wang Yan saw an... old man looking at him with his hands behind his back.

"Young man, do you want to challenge me?" the old man said angrily.

Wang Yan clasped his fists and said, "This junior is here for the first time. I never thought that such a situation would make the old gentleman laugh."

The old man waved his hand and said with a nonchalant smile: "It's nothing. Don't blame those who don't know. You're here now, so let my apprentice fight with you."

As the old man finished speaking, the people on both sides retreated, and a strong man walked out from the side. He came to Wang Yan, clasped his fists and said, "Xingyi, Zhang Long. Please." After that, he put on airs. .

Wang Yan also clasped his fists in the same manner: "No one has any sect, Wang Yan. Please." He also made a fist stance.

Put on airs and look for opportunities. Zhang Long was very patient and did not rush forward to attack. He and Wang Yan circled around to find flaws.

Wang Yan stopped fighting with him after two turns. He kicked off his left leg, stepped forward with his right leg, and struck Zhang Long with a Baji thrust.

Seeing Wang Yan's movement, Zhang Long dodged sideways and was about to hit Wang Yan's chest with a cannon punch.

Without panicking, Wang Yan supported the unfinished momentum with one hand, flipped in the air, and landed a big kick on Zhang Long's head.

Zhang Long saw that he was not in a hurry to dodge, he put his arms in front of him to protect himself, and took the kick alive. Huge force came along his arms, and he took a few steps back.

Wang Yan landed on the ground and followed closely. Without waiting for Zhang Long to react, he swung his fist over.

Zhang Long wanted to raise his painful arm to block, but the pain finally affected his speed. He was punched in the jaw and rolled over and fainted.

There was no use for Wang Yan. Others quickly went up to support Zhang Long and glared at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan ignored them, clasped his fists at the old man and said, "Goodbye, junior."

The old man didn't care about a group of disciples who couldn't afford to lose. He nodded and said, "Let's go."

After getting out of the house, Wang Yan walked slowly on the street.

He didn't know the rank of Zhang Long who was knocked down by three moves, but it was obvious that Zhang Long was the top disciple of this martial arts school, and there were dozens of disciples. If you look at it this way, you can say that he, Wang, is not bad at all.

Because there was no money for the system, Wang Yan found a pawn shop and pawned the watch on his hand, which was enough for him to use for a while.

Wang Yan found a small hotel and rested for the night.

In the following period of time, except for Wang Yan, the head of the Gong family, who did not challenge, Wang Yan from other martial arts schools basically went to fight.

During this period, Wang Yan also raised his constitution to 25, his strength to 23, and his agility to 22. The rest still needed to be developed by himself.

Although the challenges were all behind closed doors, it was inevitable that someone would speak out.

As a local snake, the Gong family was in charge of the world, and the news of a fierce man coming out of the local area had long been known.

"Master, this kid is too crazy, I'm going to meet him." Ma San said.

Gong Baosen slowly took a sip of tea and said: "Calm down, he will come."

At this time, Lao Jiang walked in with a monkey on his back: "Master, that boy is here."

"Bring him in."

After a while, Wang Yan walked in, stepped forward and clasped his fists in greeting: "Junior Wang Yan, I have met Senior Gong."

"No need to be polite, just sit down and talk." Gong Baosen pointed to the chair below and said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior."

Ma San didn't wait for Wang Yan to sit down, took two steps forward and said, "Boy, are you good at fighting?"

Wang Yan straightened up and saw that Gong Baosen didn't respond, and said, "It's okay."

"Hmph, you're not ashamed of your words. I'm here to meet you." Ma San snorted coldly and kicked him over.

Wang Yan was not polite, he accurately grabbed Ma San's ankle and swung it over with one leg.

Ma San didn't expect Wang Yan to catch him. He didn't have time to kick again. He blocked with both hands hastily, and then felt himself flying.

Wang Yan took advantage of Ma San's inertia, coupled with the speed and explosive power of his kick, and his kick flew straight away.

After landing, Ma San rolled twice and stood up. His arm had been injured by the kick, and he would need to recover for three to five days.

Ma San had never been so humiliated before, and he rushed over to fight Wang Yanliang regardless of it.

"That's enough." Gong Baosen snapped at Ma San.

"Master, I..."

"Get out of here." Gong Baosen's eyes were as bright as lightning. Ma San didn't dare to refute, so he snorted and left bitterly.

Gong Baosen also didn't expect Wang Yan to be so skilled. Although Ma San underestimated the enemy, he could really knock Ma San down with just one kick.

"Young man, what a skill!" Gong Baosen said, stroking his hands. In terms of strength alone, he didn't have the confidence to kill Wang Yan, and Wang Yan obviously didn't use all his strength just now.

"Junior is reckless, senior Wanggong is Hanhan." Wang Yan replied politely.

"No need to be polite, sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

"Thank you, senior." There was no more noise. Wang Yan shook the hem of his gown and sat down firmly.

Gong Baosen took a sip of tea and said, "Where are you from? How did you come to Fengtian?"

"The junior's family belongs to Longcheng. Later, because of..." Wang Yan recounted the information given by the system.

"Now that the mountains and rivers are broken, people's livelihood is so difficult, difficult, difficult." After hearing this, Gong Baosen let out a long sigh.

The two chatted a lot, mainly Gong Baosen spoke and Wang Yan listened.

"Okay, this guy talks a lot when he reaches a certain age. No more, no more. Tell me your reason for coming."

"This junior heard about Senior Gong's gossip and Xingyi skills, so he came here specifically to ask for advice."

After saying that, Wang Yan thought of what he had done during this period, and added with a smile: "I really want to ask for advice."

Gong Baosen was stunned by what Wang Yan said, and then he realized what he was saying and laughed: "Haha, interesting, interesting." Then he changed the topic and looked directly at Wang Yan with sharp eyes: "You are also a martial arts practitioner, you should know the rules here. Bar?"

This is nothing to worry about. You know what you can't talk about.

Wang Yan said seriously: "The juniors certainly know the rules, but the juniors also know it. Last year, the seniors opened the Guangdong and Guangxi Martial Arts Hall in Foshan, and sent the Five Tigers to the south of the Yangtze River, and the northern boxing to the south. The seniors are really big-hearted and courageous. .”

Hearing Wang Yan's compliments, although he was happy in his heart, Gong Baosen remained calm and motioned for Wang Yan to continue speaking.

"Since the Opium War, after so many years of land cession, reparations, warlords fighting, and fighting for power, our majestic land of China has broken mountains and rivers, and people are living in dire straits. And what is the reason for all this? Because we are not strong."

"But the younger generation believes that to strengthen a country, it must strengthen its culture and technology. The fundamental thing is to strengthen its species. Therefore, the younger generation is determined to strengthen the military to strengthen its species, strengthen its body, strengthen its will, and strengthen the country."

After speaking, Wang Yan picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

Seeing this, Gong Baosen shouted, "Okay, that's good." He was used to seeing big winds and waves, and knew that Wang Yan was telling the truth.

"Each school cherishes its own virtues and sticks to its own standards. This is also my original intention of opening the Guangdong and Guangxi Martial Arts Museum. You are very good."

After thinking about it, Gong Baosen said: "In this case, you have no family or sect, so why not become a registered disciple under my sect and it will be more convenient. What do you think?"

He is just a registered disciple, not a living father. Moreover, Gong Baosen is still a true master. People will speak out for your sake. There is nothing he can't do.

Wang Yan stood up directly and gave Gong Baosen more tea, offering his hands in greeting: "Master Gong, please have some tea."

Gong Baosen didn't care about these things. He took it with a smile and took a sip, which was considered done.

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