The Sims of the Realms

A miraculous power poured into Lin Weiran's body, and the eight extraordinary meridians, limbs and bones were all nourished by this power.

In the end, this power turned into pure dark energy, which stayed in Lin Weiran's body forever and became a part of his power.

"Dark energy is stronger!"

Lin Weiran was in high spirits, and all the sufferings he had suffered in the past three days were naturally gone. Facts have proved that Heaven's rewards are applicable to any cultivation method.

Can be perfectly combined with any skill.

"Whatever you sow, you will reap. As long as you work hard, you will be rewarded. It's really a fairy skill!" Lin Weiran sighed in his heart.

Gollum!

Stomach started beating like crazy.

"I'm going... I'm going..."

Lin Weiran had never felt so hungry before.

It was as if he had never eaten in his life. If he didn't eat, he would starve to death here. Lin Weiran was so scared that he ran outside.

Seeing a steamed stuffed bun shop, his eyes immediately turned green, and he didn't care if it was hot or not, so he grabbed two steamed stuffed buns and stuffed them into his mouth.

The mouth opened and closed into the belly.

The man who sold the buns was almost stunned by Lin Weiran, he would have to pay for choking to death, but Lin Weiran ate another seven or eight buns while he was in a daze.

Lin Weiran slapped 20 yuan on the table.

"Hurry up and steam the steamed stuffed buns! It's not enough!"

Half an hour later, Lin Weiran was half full and reluctantly left the steamed stuffed bun shop. The man selling steamed stuffed buns couldn't help asking:

"Are you still coming tomorrow? Shall I buy more?"

Many years later, the autobiography "I Sell Buns and Bought a House in Front of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Museum" was amazed by people.

.........

"I can't practice like this in the future. It's like this every day. After a year or so, I think I'm going to go crazy again. I can activate Heaven's rewards once a week at most."

Lin Weiran analyzed according to his own situation. Martial arts practice also needs to be scientific. Don't wait until the end, when Kung Fu is practiced, people are gone.

Evening, training ground.

Lin Weiran doubled up again.

Seeing the corner of Lin Weiran's mouth, Zhang Feng couldn't help but twitch: "Brother! Uncle Lin! You treat this black boxing as a joke, come whenever you want?

If it weren't for our good relationship and we both practice Wing Chun, you still want to fight black boxing?He was hacked to death long ago, don't you believe it?

I killed Tsukatora and Shenghe before and didn't settle accounts with you, but I put down my face to help you operate, don't think those people dare not mess with you! "

Zhang Feng spat out his bitterness, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

Lin Weiran raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "Why, isn't my money good? If I fight here, it's about the same as your income in the past two years!"

Zhang Feng was at a loss for words for a while, and smiled sarcastically.

"That's why I like you. The opponent has already been chosen for you. He's a master of Xingyi boxing. How about it?"

"A master of Xingyiquan?"

Lin Weiran became interested. In fact, in this era, Wing Chun is far less famous than Taijiquan, Xingyiquan, and Bajiquan.

Ye Wen came to Xiangjiang to defeat the heads of various schools, and he pushed Wing Chun to a certain height, but compared with Tai Chi, Xingyi and other mainstream boxing techniques that have been passed down for a long time, there is still less accumulation.

Taijiquan has masters such as Chen Changxing and Yang Luchan, who are well-known, and Xingyiquan has also had masters such as Sun Lutang and Guo Yunshen, with a profound heritage.

Wing Chun is indeed inferior in this respect. In fact, it is Bruce Lee who really made Wing Chun flourish and flourish all over the world.

Evening, after the fact... Pooh after the game.

Lin Weiran won without any surprise.

Zhang Feng was amazed: "What's wrong with you, it feels like your kung fu has suddenly increased a bit? The opponent I chose for you can't be so bad, right?"

Lin Weiran: "Without him, you are talented!"

Zhang Feng: "..."

After a pause, Zhang Feng hesitated, and said, "I have something to ask you. People from He Shenghe have approached me several times."

"Are they looking for trouble?"

"It's not really looking for trouble, but it's about the same. Black boxing has its own rules. What happens in the arena is resolved in the arena.

Tsukatora was beaten to death by you, they must be thinking about it, they want to find a master to compete with you, regardless of the outcome, this matter is over. "

Lin Weiran sneered and said, "If you are so upright, you must be at the peak of dark energy or a master of transformation energy, and you want to kill me?"

Zhang Feng was speechless: "You treat Huajin as a cabbage, you can pull out one at random? It must be Anjin, as to whether it is the peak of Anjin, maybe."

"What if I don't fight?"

"If you don't fight, I'm afraid you won't be able to fight black fists. It is estimated that He Shenghe will attack you. In my opinion, it is time for you to withdraw."

Zhang Feng suggested.

He knew from the beginning that Lin Weiran came to fight black boxing not for money, so there was no need to fight this round with He Shenghe.

Lin Weiran remained silent.

He just found a way to quickly improve his cultivation, and let him leave the black boxing arena, Lin Weiran must be unwilling.

"You can fight, but can it be a year later?" Lin Weiran couldn't help asking, and Zhang Feng shook his head immediately.

PS：求推荐，求月票?ω?

Chapter 37

Give Lin Weiran a year.

He is not afraid even if he is an expert at the peak of Anjin, and with the blessings of heaven and earth, in one year, the cultivation base of Anjin has increased by at least eight or nine times!

It will not work well when Jesus comes.

But He Shenghe obviously wouldn't give him a year. Not only that, the other party said in name that they would fight regardless of the outcome, and this matter was completely over.

But the reality is definitely not that simple.

If Lin Weiran loses, he deserves his life. Even if he wins, the grievances between him and He Shenghe will only increase.

Or Zhang Feng's suggestion is the most effective.

Stop punching black fists and retreat.

"Although I lost your super mascot, I have made enough money during this period, listen to my brother.

Black fist water is too deep, you can't grasp it. "

Zhang Feng said sincerely.

Lin Weiran smiled sassyly: "I'm not the Yangtze River, but I won't just drown in this small ditch like Heshenghe either.

Tell them that it will be a year before they want to fight in the ring, otherwise, I will do whatever they want, and I will accompany them to the end. "

"You are impulsive." Zhang Feng frowned.

"You have a bright future, there is no need to fight with them. Although black boxing is an unlimited competition, at least the arena has rules.

He Sheng and those people are completely unruly. How is it different from desperadoes?Don't involve the people around you when the time comes, that would be bad. "

Lin Weiran knew that Zhang Feng was thinking out of himself, but he also had a hole card, if the person who wins and wins is not afraid of death, then come.

"That's it, continue to find an opponent for me!" Lin Weiran changed his clothes and left the training ground without looking back.

Zhang Feng looked at his back.

"This kid, is it swollen?"

.........

leave the training ground.

Lin Weiran walked alone in the moonlight.

The imaginary group of people rushed over with machetes, but they didn't show up, but if they didn't appear today, it doesn't mean there won't be any in the future.

The next day.

Bruce Lee came to the martial arts hall early.

Because Bruce Lee also had to take courses while practicing martial arts, he only came after school from Monday to Friday, and he was the same as other disciples on weekends.

"Junior brother, how are you studying recently?"

Lin Weiran looked at him and asked with a smile.

Bruce Lee looked embarrassed, and said: "Senior brother, let's not talk about this, we are still brothers and sisters, learning is much more difficult than practicing martial arts."

"Then you also have to find a way to overcome it, junior brother, senior brother has already announced that if you fail the final exam, don't come during the summer vacation."

Bruce Lee: I'm cracked...

Seeing the pain in his face, Lin Weiran was in a good mood, "What's the problem today? Senior brother give you some advice."

"Brother, I want to join the school's boxing team, so that I can practice martial arts at school, what do you think, brother?"

"The boxing team? Well, yes."

Bruce Lee's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Senior brother also thinks it's okay! Let me just say that senior brother is the best!"

"Boxing is completely different from Chinese martial arts, you know, the rules are very restrictive on martial arts, the most important one is that you can't use your feet.

One-third of the power of Wing Chun is limited, but boxing also has its own characteristics, so the attack is straightforward, fast, very accurate..."

He didn't expect Lin Weiran to be so proficient in boxing, and he really found the right person. It seems that there is nothing wrong with looking for a senior brother if there is a problem.

"Senior brother, please speak better than ten years of reading. When I enter the school boxing team and defeat Blair to represent the school in the Hong Kong Youth Boxing Championship, senior brother must go to the scene to watch me win the championship."

Bruce Lee said confidently.

What if someone else said this, a person who had never even touched boxing, clamoring to win the Hong Kong Youth Boxing Championship?

Even if Lin Weiran was killed, he wouldn't believe it.

But this is what Bruce Lee said, Thaksin.

Lin Weiran patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, I believe you can do it, and I will come to the scene to cheer you on!"

Lin Weiran, who has been boxing for so long, watching a boxing match now feels like he has switched from a horror movie to a cartoon.

time flies.

In addition to teaching Bruce Lee how to practice martial arts, Lin Weiran also taught him boxing skills every day. Although black boxing is very different from boxing, there are still some aspects that can be used for reference.

"You need to practice the one-inch boxing until you can send and receive freely. In the youth boxing competitions in Hong Kong, the players who can go to the end are all strong and strong British.

They have a natural physical advantage, and they have a lot of punching power, even reaching 350 pounds. It is a disadvantage for you, and an inch of punch can make up for the gap. "

Lin Weiran said objectively.

"But brother, I still haven't found that feeling. I've tried every day these days, but it still doesn't work." Bruce Lee said helplessly.

"If it is easy to find everyone is a master, you have to feel it with your heart, and believe that your body will explode with unprecedented strength.

Human potential is unlimited! "

Bruce Lee also believed in this.

Cun Quan is practiced until it can be sent and received freely, that is Ming Jin. It is not as simple as it is said to condense the strength of the whole body at one point and explode.

"Is this the fist strength tester you got?"

Lin Weiran pointed to a machine with great interest, and Bruce Lee nodded. He begged Li Haiquan to buy it from abroad.

"Brother, do you want to measure your punching strength? My punching strength is 280 pounds. Brother should be able to reach 380 pounds, right?"

Bruce Lee asked curiously.

"How many pounds can it hit? If I hit it, it won't break it, right?" Lin Weiran asked cautiously.

"No, the upper limit is [-] pounds. Brother, don't worry, it's hard to beat the boxing champion." Bruce Lee vowed.

"Then I'll punch you!"