People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Zhang Wuwei (poisoned)

Realm: Acquired Ninth Grade (Garbage)

Martial arts:

Wudang Basic Internal Strength (Level [-])
Seven Injuries Boxing (Level [-])
Wudang Changquan (Level [-])
Field Boxing (Level [-])
Demon value: 6096
That's all?
At the age of thirteen or fourteen, do you know this bit of martial arts?

Still poisoned?
What is this poisoning?

The moment he touched the word poisoning, Zhang Wuwei understood.

He was actually hit by Xuanming God's palm, and when he opened his chest, he saw a green five-finger print
This is the beginning, proper protagonist
That is, whether the poisoning can be cancelled, the Xuanming God's Palm really matters.

He couldn't imagine that Zhang Wuji spent a miserable childhood, always being threatened by cold poison outbreaks.

Only the Nine Suns Divine Art can heal. Along the way, yes, I know where the Nine Suns Scripture is.

Steady steady.

Looking at other functions of the system.

It can integrate martial arts and upgrade the learned martial arts, and it can also draw prizes.

Gently clicked on the plus sign behind the martial arts, and a faint qi swirled around in his body.

"Ding, consume 100 points of Mozun value, upgrade successfully, Wudang basic internal strength (level three)."

then it's over
Well, it really is the basic internal strength, enough basics.

Basically, Zhang Wuwei didn't feel anything at all.

But through this, Zhang Wuwei knew that all martial arts were divided into ten levels.

Well, the Great Teleportation of the Universe on the seventh floor is also divided into ten levels
Integrating martial arts, these four are not tried at present, and there is no more to try.

Look at the lottery, the first time consumes 100 Mozun points, the second time 200 points, and the third time 400 points.
Note: Acquired Realm consumes up to 800 points to draw once.

Note: The more lucky draws, the higher the chance of winning good prizes.

After the first lottery draw, after a total of 365 natural days, it will be refreshed again.

How can there be Zhong Mou Teng's sense of sight?
It is also very similar to a mobile game under its name, Peace Elite
It can be called a big spender, you may not even get a skin if you spend thousands of dollars in it
Look at the prize pool again.

Yijin Jing, Beiming Magic, Lingbo Weibu, Nine Yin Scriptures, Nine Yang Magic, Fengshen Legs, Flying Immortals Outside the Sky, God of War Illustrated, Longevity
It's done, folks.

Smoke, must smoke.

The first time I got 100 points, I didn't get anything.

It doesn't matter, it's normal.

The second time 200 points, nothing was drawn.

Well, just started.

The third time 400 points, nothing was drawn.

Um?Why do you have a bad feeling? ? ?
800 points for the fourth time.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for winning the item comprehension card*3."

Comprehension card: Improve the comprehension of the host, double the efficiency of learning martial arts, and greatly increase the power of martial arts when fighting.

Note: Long-term use will gradually improve the host's perception.

Not bad, not bad, shipped, come again.

Fifth time, sixth time, seventh time.
Zhang Wuwei lay on the bed with tears streaming down his face, feeling hopeless.

He spent all his Demonic Venerable Points, and unexpectedly only drew three prop cards and a dozen comprehension cards.

It's really heartbreaking that I didn't get a single martial art.

The three prop cards are Xiao Li Fei Dao, Consonance Finger, and Meteor Outer Space.

Xiao Li's Flying Dao: Xiao Li's Flying Dao, without exception, can kill any enemy within five kilometers after use (you need to know its location and the level of the Great Master and below).

Note: A throwing knife is required.

Consonant One Finger: Stretch out two fingers to clamp any attacking weapon, or extend two fingers to attack the opponent, and you will surely hit (Grand Master and below).

Meteor from beyond the sky: From the round moon scimitar, the martial arts used by Ding Peng in the early stage can appear in front of any enemy within five meters in an instant (Grand Master and below).

If I had known that I would have drawn three one-time item cards, it would be better to upgrade Wild Ball Fist.

The tenth-level field boxing is extremely powerful.

Blue thin, mushrooms.

"Clap" sound.

Zhang Wuwei jumped up when he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and shouted: "Who?"

Zhang Wuji rushed towards Zhang Wuwei excitedly: "Brother."

"I heard that you beat the Shaolin bald donkey to death? You even slapped that old nun in the face?"

Although Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhang Wuwei are two years old, he is already a seventh-rank martial artist, and his Wudang basic internal strength has reached level five.

So he woke up before Zhang Wuwei.

Then he heard about his brother's brave performance after he fainted.

Contrary to the stupid look on the island, he is so arrogant and domineering.

Exterminate Shaolin, wipe out fans, drink away Kongtong, and scare away the righteous way of martial arts.
Under the eyes of everyone, it was so dawning, so shocking.

Now on Mount Wudang, the people who worship Zhang Wuwei are almost comparable to the people who worship Zhang Sanfeng.

I don't know how far away Song Yuanqiao, the head of Wudang who was originally ranked second, was left behind.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's excited look, Zhang Wuwei cracked his mouth: "Well, that's it."

"So-so, so-so."

"If this is normal." Song Yuanqiao walked in from the door: "Then there is nothing unusual."

Song Yuanqiao praised Zhang Wuwei: "As expected of the fifth brother's child, it's really extraordinary."

Zhang Wuwei babbled and said nothing.

He actually understood that Zhang Cuishan's suicide was more out of not wanting to implicate Wudang and guilt towards his third brother Yu Daiyan.

Seeing that Zhang Wuwei didn't speak, Song Yuanqiao sat by the bed, stroked Zhang Wuji's hair and said:

"Hey, although Fifth Brother is gone, Wudang will be your home from now on, you can stay here without worry."

"No one will bully you."

"As for your injuries, the master has ordered me to teach you Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu when you reach the third-rank state."

"Master, the old man will exercise kung fu for you and expel cold poison, don't worry."

But he thought of the picture of the previous treatment, even with the strength of Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng.

Facing Xuanming God's Palm, there is still no cure.

Of course, if Zhang Sanfeng hit the palm himself, the little Xuanming Divine Palm would be useless.

However, the two brothers Zhang Wuwei are too young and their internal strength is not deep.

Zhang Sanfeng could only suppress it, but he couldn't cure it, because during the treatment process, the two zhenqis would inevitably struggle in their bodies.

And with their current strength, they still can't bear this kind of struggle.

Therefore, we can only wait for their cultivation to be a little higher, and try to get rid of the cold poison for them.

Zhang Wuji nodded happily when he heard Song Yuanqiao's words, with an excited expression on his face.

When he was young, he still didn't know what a white lie was.

Zhang Wuwei is not so optimistic. In this world of comprehensive martial arts, perhaps the Xuanming Divine Palm will not be able to heal only the Nine Suns Divine Art like in the original book.

But judging from the five fingerprints left on his chest, at least today's Wudang is still like the original book, and there is no cure.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Wuji with a gratified smile, thinking that as long as the fifth younger brother's child is happy.

Then he turned his head to look at Zhang Wuwei, but seeing him, he said very perfunctorily, "Oh."

"I see."