The Sims of the Realms

Chapter 36 Is My Money Not Fragrant?
"Win! Wuhu! Haha!"

Under the ring, Zhang Feng was more excited than Lin Weiran.

"I'm going back first, I won't be boxing these days." Lin Weiran left the underground boxing arena after dropping a word in Zhang Feng's ear.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"You think you have too much money, don't you?"

Zhang Feng shouted anxiously, but it was useless. Compared with making money, Lin Weiran obviously had more important things to do now.

back to the residence,

Lin Weiran adjusted his inner breath and took a short rest.

When the body recovered to its peak, he began to unleash the dark force, his fists were majestic, and his steps were steady, every time he punched, he could unleash the dark energy once.

After hitting eight punches in succession, he gave up.

Simply throwing punches eight times can be done by any individual, but every punch is a dark energy, and those who can do it will have to immerse themselves in it for many years even if they step into the dark energy.

"Playing the dark energy eight times in a row, the progress is very obvious. It seems that my feeling just now is correct. Heaven rewards the hard work and directly increased the dark energy!"

Lin Weiran's eyes were fiery!
He was able to use his dark energy seven times just after breaking through the realm, and now it has only been about ten days, and his dark energy has increased significantly.

What does this mean, as long as he keeps training, the dark energy in his body will accumulate to the point where even Ye Wen would feel terrified.

At that time, every punch, kick, and every move will be able to use dark energy, and the dark energy will be endless, what kind of combat power should it be?

It's scary to think about!
A nightmare for any opponent.

Lin Weiran was in high spirits and didn't feel sleepy at all. When his dark energy was exhausted, he would stand up and adjust his breath, and then fight out when he recovered to the peak.

All night, without sleep.

Lin Weiran even made more than a hundred dark energy strikes!

The next day, Lin Weiran continued to play dark energy,

If someone is here, they will definitely find that his energy is declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His face was pale and bloodless.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it looks like a haggard body.

If Ye Wen were here, seeing him practice like this, I'm afraid his face would turn green. This is completely a practice method that backfires and damages the foundation.

Don't die to practice like this!

Lin Weiran was unmoved, he endured his fatigue, and pumped out the last bit of dark energy, repeating this process unconsciously, and three days passed.

"Heavenly rewards work has been activated!"

Finally, a familiar voice sounded.

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.

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