Fist of Imagination

Unfounded martial arts?

Does our sect have this kind of martial arts that sounds so unreliable?

Liang De scanned his soul memory and read the content that Chang Duanxuan had passed on to him in school twice, but he still couldn't find the ancient Dongguo boxing technique that was related to "unnecessary".

Ah, this, the catalog of peerless martial arts that the old man passed on to me turned out to be an abridged version. No wonder there are none of the martial arts that the people like to see!

Mr. Liang, an adult, was thinking about it while turning on the recording equipment. The deputy director-level virgin certificate in the martial arts Yuanshen opened its cover and flew around like a drunk butterfly.

"Master, the equipment is all turned on, and all parameters use your last settings."

"Then let's get started."

Chang Duanxuan nodded slightly, and a circle of silver light spread out from around him. The true nature of the foreign object called Wanhua Xuyuan turned the old-decorated grocery store into a fairy home with jade and Yao stairs.

On the mountain rock platform shrouded in clouds, Grandmaster Chang Duanxuan of Chijie sat cross-legged. He stroked his long beard with his hand, picked up the jade mallet and struck it on the chime.

"Dear viewers, I miss you so much!"

…

"At this time, you still want to take lessons and cheat money, what the hell!"

Yuan Shengtian angrily withdrew his spiritual consciousness and slapped the edge of the bed with his palm. The wooden art guide and Li Ye who were lying on the bed bounced up high and spun around in the air for two and a half weeks before falling back onto the bed again.

Lianye, who was swallowing the sword, fell down, and a small half of the gleaming blade poked out of his back. The sword energy that burst out cut the bed under him into two pieces and still lingered, leaving a deep hole on the ground. The sword marks at the bottom.

Mu Yigui, who was floating in the air in a lying position, stretched his body. He touched the sword mark with his backhand and absorbed the life-cutting determination into the martial arts soul to carefully discern.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

"Master, in one day and one night, this innate body-breaking sword energy will be ready.

"In my dream, I borrowed the virtual appearances of several junior students when they first entered school and gave them to try cutting. As long as the sword energy penetrates the skin and cuts off part of the meridians, the speed of blood energy circulation will be reduced by at least 20%. In this way..."

"In this way, it can be used as a battlefield therapy that can curb the natural divine power, giving this kid a better chance of winning."

Yuan Shengtian took over his words and said:

“But what Lao Chang taught them may not be innate divine power.

"Wanhua Xuyuan is very good at hiding it. Although he seems to have let me see it in the past two days, I don't dare to believe everything I see with my eyes.

"Liang De and Sun Xunqiao are in a mess and don't know what they are teaching... I know that once they start to become suspicious, they have fallen into Lao Chang's trap, but...

"Hey! How happy I was when I went through the sea with him to fight the enemy side by side, but now I am so confused. If he hadn't plotted against me first, I would have borrowed his appearance to fight with him, and let him know that this What a taste!”

Mu Yigui said with a smile: "Master, you don't have to worry too much. Anyway, even if we win this round, Uncle Chang may not admit it. We will just treat it as helping him revive the mountain gate, and use this excuse to find opportunities to give him a good deal in the future." ”

Yuan Shengtian put his hands behind his hands and sighed:

"I also know that asking him to teach you but not allowing him to kill you is embarrassing him, but I only have these two ways.

"There is no way to go over to Yingxue Hall. Without the opportunity to learn the ancient martial arts of the Eastern Kingdom, how are you going to defeat the Thunder Pure Sect on Qinggeng Peak?"

Mu Yigui asked curiously: "Can Master Chang's lineage of ancient Eastern boxing skills be better than Thunder Bluff?"

"Which of the three ancient methods of Kukai does not have a powerful person behind it?"

“The orthodoxy inherited by Lao Chang’s sect is not simple, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has a ladder to the sky.

"It was because he destroyed his whole family and cut off his martial arts veins, so he can no longer grasp the connection in the dark. But if you get the true inheritance and use the martial arts inheritance as a basis to trace it back, maybe you can... But that's just Just a little bit of hope.”

Yuan Shengtian shook his head again and sighed, his two fluffy white eyebrows stretched like rime on a cold day.

"Then it's okay if you don't want this opportunity, Master."

Mu Yiqi said seriously: "I have a little bit of hope myself."

He held his head high as he spoke and gave himself a thumbs up.

"you……"

Mu Yiqi put down his thumb, "Of course, it's the best I can get, and I will do my best.

"Master, I never thought that I must win, or that I don't have to be successful. I will do what I can do. If I am no longer here...

"There will be people who come after you."

With a sudden inspiration, he took out his mobile phone from the storage cufflinks.

"The Human Resources Department of Qinggeng Peak responded to my email."

…

The recording scene of Grandmaster Chi Jie’s martial arts training class.

Assistant Liang De's eyes were blank, and he continued to read the script given by Chang Duanxuan, replaying the inspirational story of how he changed his life after learning the ancient Dongguo boxing technique.

"Since I learned the ancient Dongguo boxing method, I have obviously become taller and stronger, and my time has also become longer. My self-confidence has returned to me!"

Chang Duanxuan said:

"Ade, why don't you have any emotional ups and downs? I have already said that you must put your sincerity into your words and let the audience feel your love.

"Didn't Dongguo's ancient boxing techniques help you gain height, weight and delay? You're not lying, why do you look so unsure!

"Forget it, let's record another audio track first, and you can speak it again in vernacular!"

Are you going to make your money-swindling course bilingual in Mandarin and Cantonese? !

Liang De said feebly, "...after I practiced, I became obviously taller and bigger, and my self-confidence was restored. Hey - ah -"

"What about time? The most important thing is that time has become longer! Have you forgotten how short you were in the past!" Chang Duanxuan shouted loudly.

Liang De had a look of helplessness on his face, "Master, ninety-nine percent of the content you recorded is a martial arts training class with false propaganda. No one on the Baichuan Haiji website complained about you asking for a refund and compensation?"

"Of course not."

Chang Duanxuan said proudly: "My master has already found the navy to prepare the ground. He will tell you one sentence if he really wants to, or thousands of books if he pretends to. The real secret of the ancient boxing technique of the Eastern Kingdom is hidden in those seemingly meaningless words.

"There are many fools among those who are willing to pay for knowledge. They have an inexplicable confidence in their own IQ. They feel that others' inability to understand is their own problem. As long as they study hard, they will definitely gain something.

"I don't need to make everyone's money. I just need these fools to believe me. Ade, do your best and help me discover more fools. If things go on like this, maybe our sect can develop comedy martial arts knowledge." Pay for the first share.”

Liang De raised his forehead and said: "...Then I'll record it again later. Master, I'll think about the lines again. Why don't you teach me that unnecessary martial arts first?"

Chang Duanxuan said in surprise: "It's said to be a trumped-up martial arts. How can I teach it to you in a precise way? Ade, your understanding is a bit poor."

Liang De's expression instantly twisted to the point where he needed to be restored manually, looking like a Shiba Inu puppet that had just been taken out of the washing machine.

Seeing his appearance, a woman's chuckle came from the clouds behind Chang Duanxuan.

"How can you still be so ugly? You can't afford to lose your head. Let's change it."

Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow ('')