Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

"Peter, Peter, you're back, where have you been?" Aunt Mei, who was sitting in the chair, even snored, but when Peter opened the door, she woke up instantly.

"Hey Aunt Mei, I, I, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have done it." Peter looked at Aunt Mei with wet eyes, and he hesitated for a long time but couldn't say anything decent.

But for loved ones, these simple words are enough.

"No, there's no need to say more, I can feel that my Peter is back." Aunt Mei hugged Peter, choked up.

At this time, Aunt Mei suddenly looked up and saw the familiar pickup truck at the door, so she wiped her eyes and asked doubtfully: "Is that Qin's car?"

Although it was not easy to get involved in Peter's family affairs, the fire of gossip in Qin Shou's heart was not so easy to extinguish, so he secretly watched in the car for a while until Aunt Mei discovered him.

"Yeah, yes, that's his car." Peter turned around and glanced back, then let go of the hug with Aunt May.

Of course, Qin Shou also noticed Aunt Mei and Peter's eyes, but in order to avoid trouble, he didn't go to the theater anymore, so he hurriedly started the car and slipped away.

"Hey, why is this kid gone?" Aunt Mei looked at it in confusion for a while, but after thinking about it, she understood. She stretched out a finger and looked at Peter and said, "He must have brought your kid back, right?"

"Um, that's right. Actually, it's thanks to Qin this time. He taught me a lesson."

"I knew he was such a good boy. I must thank him properly later." Aunt Mei said gratefully. Then she suddenly remembered something and asked worriedly: "By the way, he didn't mess with me." Don't get into any trouble, just don't mess with those gangsters because of you."

"What the hell?" Peter didn't react for a moment and looked at Aunt Mei in confusion.

"Didn't you join the gang?"

"No, no, no, I didn't join the gang. Aunt Mei, where did you want to go? How could I join the gang?"

"Then what are you doing with your nose and face swollen every day?"

"I, I am." Peter was speechless. He couldn't think of a suitable excuse for a moment: "Anyway, I definitely can't join the gang."

After school ended at three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Qin Shou stood on the outdoor playground, looking at the more than club members in front of him and the crowd of people watching behind them, feeling extremely melancholy.

There are more than fifty people, how can I teach them? According to Qin Shou's original idea, there are only ten or twenty people at most. But he still underestimated the American people's love for Chinese Kung Fu. With just over fifty people, that was the result of limiting the number of people.

You must know that more than a hundred people signed up at that time. If they were all recruited, Qin Shou could even form a big gang on the spot, although it was impossible for him to do that.

At this time, Qin Shou suddenly saw several discordant figures in the crowd, stepped forward and asked in surprise:

"Teacher Qiao, why are you here?"

Shouldn't this be a student club? And if you look closely, you will see that there is more than just Qiao, there are at least about seven or eight teachers.

"Hobby, isn't it? You won't drive me away, right?" Qiao joked. The meaning between the lines is very clear, that is, if you dare to drive me away, try it.

"Ah hahaha, you are really good at joking, how could I drive you away, hahaha." Qin Shou said with a hypocritical face.

As the president of the Kung Fu Club, Qin Shou can be said to be extremely unqualified. He basically has no control over the construction of the club, and it is all managed voluntarily by a few classmates in the club.

Therefore, the current Qin Shou is almost ignorant of the society's situation, and he is inevitably surprised by the situation in front of him.

But even if they are all here, let's teach it seriously, but before that, Qin Shou still needs to give a basic introduction to Huaxia Kung Fu.

"Teachers and classmates, good afternoon. Let me introduce myself. I am." After a brief self-introduction and some scene talk, Qin Shou got down to the topic: "Chinese martial arts are mainly divided into two categories. One is Jiangmen martial arts. , one is sect martial arts, the former is also called battle formation martial arts, it is mainly used in ancient battlefields, mostly weapon skills, its moves are wide open and powerful, but it is a pity that most of these martial arts have either been lost or have been castrated. Weapons are turned into fists and feet, and the actions are nondescript and useless.

But don’t worry, I will teach you another kind of martial arts in the future, which is Zongmen Wushu. Zongmen Wushu is also a folk martial arts. It has both fists and weapons, and in comparison, this kind of martial arts is more suitable for everyone’s daily life. Used for self-defense. "

"Then I want to learn Tiger Palm Tiger Fist or Snake Fist or something like that?" A white boy with freckles and a medium build asked raising his hand.

"Haha, of course you can. The martial art you mentioned is a kind of sect martial art, and it is also a unique bionic boxing in China. It is said that Taoist priests who practiced in the mountains in the past drew inspiration from animals and specially used it to fight against wild animals for self-defense. I can use it, and I know a little bit about this kind of martial arts, so I can teach you some simple ones, but the actual combat won’t be very strong, but at least it’s okay to coax girls.” Qin Shou joked with a smile, and everyone burst into laughter .

But this is also true. After all, this type of martial arts cannot achieve much results without long-term hard training. Moreover, this bionic martial arts itself has many shortcomings, and it is not comparable to modern Western fighting. Dominate.

"Then I want to be like you, can I jump from the third floor and be fine?"

Qin Shou burst out laughing when he heard this sentence, and at the same time, he quickly turned on the story-making mode in his mind. The fastest update on the Internet. Mobile version: https:.

"Ah ha ha ha, no surprise." My fantasy martial arts is learned through systematic methods. In this world, there is basically no hope for ordinary people to learn it.

"Why?" The young man just now howled unwillingly.

"The reason I was able to jump off the third floor without incident was because of something called zhenqi. Although current science can't explain it, it does exist." Qin Shou stretched out his hand badge and took a piece of it. Fallen leaves, I saw that the fallen leaves were suspended in Qin Shou's palm like that, spinning around but still unable to fall.

"However, it is impossible for you to cultivate such things as true energy. Not to mention that it requires unique talents and can only be practiced since childhood. You are too old. Of course, it is not impossible to practice it forcefully. , and even using some special methods will allow you to gain abilities beyond ordinary people in a short period of time, but after that, guess what will happen."

Everyone shook their heads blankly and looked at Qin Shou curiously.

"You will bleed from all your orifices, and the scene of your body exploding to death will be quite tragic."

Following a few gasps, the classmates and teachers also began to whisper timidly.

"So this is ah."

"So we can never be like Qin. Oh, what a pity."

"Actually, it's nothing. It's better than an explosion on the spot."

"Too."

Seeing how easily these little cuties were deceived, Qin Shou breathed a sigh of relief. Those fantasy novels in his previous life were indeed not in vain. The fastest network update PC version:..

To be continued