Chapter 29 Penetration

Fang Zhixing asked, "Besides learning martial arts, are there any other ways to make people become powerful?"

The boss thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Not really."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What should I do if I want to be an official?"

"What, becoming an official?"

The boss laughed dumbly and looked at Fang Zhixing as if he were a fool, "Haha, only the sons of wealthy families can be officials, right?"

Door valve! !

A famous family that has been an official for generations, also known as family status, clothing, aristocratic family, noble family, powerful family, aristocratic family, wealthy family, etc.!

Fang Zhixing understood that the world was very hierarchical and ordinary people could not be officials.

Live as a pariah and die as an ant!

And the powerful families are like the sun, moon and stars, standing high and controlling everything!

After a while...

Fang Zhixing left the teahouse and walked to the west, going around in circles.

Suddenly, he saw a banana tree with thick branches and big leaves. The crown of the tree stretched toward the sky, like a flying bird spreading its wings, free and magnificent.

As I walked closer, I saw a white wall.

Fang Zhixing immediately saw a red painted door, with two stone lions standing proudly at the door, majestic.

The door was closed.

"Hey!"

"ha!"

Fang Zhixing heard shouts and shouts coming from the yard. He walked to the door and looked in through the crack in the door.

There is a sandy area in the yard with a row of wooden dummies.

At this moment, five young men were shirtless, lying on the ground doing push-ups and sweating.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing knew he was in the right place.

Bang bang!

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

Not long after, the door opened, and a sweaty young man stuck his head out. He looked at Fang Zhixing with a stiff head, and shouted loudly: "What are you doing, you stinky beggar? Get out of here, there is no leftover food for you!"

Fang Zhixing glared and said in a deep voice: "I'm not begging for food, I'm here to see Master Cheng."

The young man was startled by Fang Zhixing's fierce eyes and shouted: "You, wait."

He turned and ran.

After a while, he turned back, opened the door, and shouted: "Come in, the master wants to see you."

Fang Zhixing stepped in, looked up, and saw a tall, long-haired man standing under the eaves. He had gray hair on his temples, bulging cheekbones, and deep wrinkles on his pale face. He was holding a gourd in his hand.

"This man seems to be sick."

Xigou smelled a strong medicinal smell.

Fang Zhixing also smelled it. After observing Cheng Tianen carefully, he found that his breathing was too heavy, his face was as white as paper, his figure was thin and pretty, and he was even a little frail. He didn't look like a strong martial artist.

Walking forward, Fang Zhixing cupped his hands and said, "Junior Fang Zhixing, I would like to pay my respects to Master Cheng."

Cheng Tianen glanced at Fang Zhixing, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly covered his mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After a violent cough, a strange red flush appeared on Cheng Tianen's face. He calmed down for a while and asked, "Do you want to see me for anything?"

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a while and said seriously: "This junior wants to know something about martial arts. I hope that Master Cheng can help me clear up my doubts."

Cheng Tianen raised the corners of his mouth and said angrily: "Humph, to clear up your doubts, do you think I am very idle?"

Fang Zhixing said continuously: "I have money, so I won't treat you badly."

As he said that, he took out three hundred dollars.

Cheng Tianen's expression changed, and there was a hint of anger.

Seeing this, Xigou immediately sent a message: "What are you doing? This person is not simple. He wants to save face and will not bow down for a few stinky money."

Fang Zhixing also sent a message: "He is ill, the expenses must be huge, and he must be very short of money. In addition, even if he turns his back, I am not afraid. I don't think he is better than me."

Xigou was shocked.

Also, Fang Zhixing advanced three times and mastered two explosive skills. More people died in his hands than he could count on both hands.

But the Cheng Tianen in front of him was a sick man with tuberculosis.

Fang Zhixing was respectful to him on the surface, but actually disdainful of him on the inside.

The next moment, Cheng Tianen sighed, pulled up a chair and sat down. He pointed at the incense burner next to him and said, "Ask until the incense burns out."

Fang Zhixing quickly asked: "What is a heavenly being?"

Cheng Tianen looked deeply at Fang Zhixing and replied: "I have only heard of heavenly beings, but I have never seen them and don't know them."

Fang Zhixing pondered: "Are heavenly beings very powerful?"

Cheng Tianen: "I don't know. I said, I don't know them. I can't even be sure whether the so-called heavenly beings really exist. They may just be legends."

Fang Zhixing understood and changed the question: "You are a warrior. How are the realms of practice of a warrior divided?"

Cheng Tianen asked back: "Do you know what 'wu' is?"

Fang Zhixing was suddenly stunned.

For a moment, he found that he couldn't clearly explain what "wu" was. It was a big concept.

"Please make it clear." He asked.

Cheng Tianen smiled slightly and said: "Practice martial arts, what exactly is it? If you are a ten-foot-tall strong man with infinite strength, and the others are all old, weak, sick and disabled, do you think you still need to practice martial arts?"

Fang Zhixing responded: "You mean, martial arts training is about strength?"

"good!"

Cheng Tianen nodded, "As long as your strength is greater than others, your explosive power and speed will naturally be stronger and faster. The so-called martial arts training is to develop the strength that allows you to defeat others!"

Wu is the power to defeat the enemy!

Cheng Tianen continued: "The first realm of martial arts is to temper one's own strength and achieve the state of all-body strength being integrated into one. This realm is called 'guanli'."

"guanli, the whole body strength being integrated into one?"

Fang Zhixing frowned and said: "What does it feel like exactly?"

Cheng Tianen smiled and said: "It's very mysterious, but it's also simple, it's just to twist the whole body's strength into one..."

As soon as these words came out!

Fang Zhixing's mind moved, and he suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath.

Swish!

Cut it down with a knife!

Sheath the knife!

Cheng Tianen's eyes suddenly widened, and a mosquito fell on his thigh.

The mosquito was still moving around.

But the mosquito had no wings!

[Ordinary Sword Drawing Technique·Perfect]

Cheng Tianen rubbed his eyes, unbelievable. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Fang Zhixing, and said in astonishment: "So you are a martial artist in the guanli realm?! The man and the sword are one!!!"

Fang Zhixing thought to himself, as expected.

Ever since he mastered the full-level ordinary sword-drawing technique, he had a vague feeling.

He was much stronger than ordinary people, and killing people was as easy as killing chickens!

Cheng Tianen asked: "Who is your master?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head: "I don't have a master, I practiced by myself."

"What, you practiced to the Guanli realm by yourself?!"

"You practiced the sword technique!!"

Cheng Tianen was shocked, "There is a formula for practicing martial arts, first punch, then kick, and then weapon!

Fist and foot kung fu is the easiest to practice.

But even if a person practices fist and foot kung fu, has a master to teach him hand in hand, and starts practicing martial arts from a young age, it takes ten or eight years of hard practice to break through to the Guanli realm!"

Looking at Fang Zhixing, Cheng Tianen's shock continued to grow, "As for practicing weapons, the difficulty increases exponentially, and it will only take longer to practice! Without the guidance of a master, it is almost impossible to achieve 'man and sword unity'!"

After hearing this, Xigou cursed inwardly: He is a cheater, what the hell are you praising!

Fang Zhixing listened to it and couldn't help but glance at the five teenagers in the yard.

They were all training their bodies and building up their strength, but they were still far from the realm of Guanli.

Guanli is the perfect combination of strength and skill, neither of which can be missing.

The five young men were not strong enough and their skills were poor, far from Fang Zhixing's level.