Simulation of all things: starting with copper skin and iron bones
Chapter 4 Martial Arts Level 9
Chapter 4 Ninth Rank of Martial Arts
"The wooden dummy is finished, everyone has worked hard."
Zhang Sanqiao laughed, carefully inspected each wooden dummy, and after confirming that there was no problem, he nodded and said, "It's time to deliver the goods."
Immediately, he ordered a few guys to pull four flatbed trucks and load twenty wooden dummy piles onto the trucks.
"Master, let me deliver the goods." Wei An found Zhang Sanqiao and volunteered.
"Okay! Delivery is also a handicraft. It is not so easy to ensure the safety of the goods along the way, without damage and without problems." Zhang Sanqiao immediately agreed.
So Wei An followed the car and set off.
Four flat cars were moving forward on the dirt road in Dafeng Town.
This kind of dirt road, which is made entirely by feet, is full of potholes, and many places are full of water and muddy. It is difficult to walk, let alone a four-wheeled flatbed cart, which will sink if you are not careful.
The houses on both sides of the road are mostly gray tiles and stone walls, and there are many thatched and wooden houses.
Wei An was walking on the dirt road, looking at the surrounding buildings, he had the illusion of returning to the old era of China.
About half an hour later, Wan Yunhe's home arrived.
I saw two stone lions placed in front of his house, majestic and majestic. Inside the spacious gate stood a screen wall with a painting of a purple tiger roaring at the moon.
"Tsk tsk, as expected of a rich family." The guys and Wei An were all eye-opening.
Knock knock, knock on the door!
Soon, a thick-headed young man ran out from the yard. After asking about the situation, he immediately turned around and ran back to find Wan Yunhe.
"Oh, the wooden dummy is here? It's pretty fast. I thought it would take a month to finish."
Wan Yunhe was surprised, and immediately walked out the door.
"Is he Wan Yunhe?"
Wei An looked intently, and found that Wan Yunhe was in his sixtieth year, with gray temples, a slightly thin body, but not a bit stooped, tall and straight as a pine, steady and powerful footsteps, shining eyes, and a majestic demeanor between his brows.
"The door is open, send it in."
Wan Yunhe commanded with his hands behind his back.
"Okay." A few guys hurriedly pushed their carts into Wanfu, passed the screen wall, and the courtyard behind was very open, except for the bluestone road leading to the main room, the other places were paved with sand.
At this moment, there were swaying figures in the yard, and there were fifty or sixty teenagers and girls.
They were practicing in the yard, riding horses, doing splits, somersaults, and snatching stone locks, dazzled.
"You put twenty wooden dummy posts in a row along this wall," Wan Yunhe ordered.
A few guys said nothing, just do it.
Wei An also went up to help, carefully observing everyone in the yard. After a while, he seized an opportunity to approach Wan Yunhe and asked, "Master Wan, how do you recruit apprentices here?"
Wan Yunhe glanced at Wei An, seemed to see the young man's mind, and replied with a smile: "I learn martial arts here, and you get 100 low-grade rough stones every month. As long as you can afford the tuition fee, you can learn as long as you want."
100 low-grade rough stones!
Wei An was very speechless, his monthly salary was only 30 low-grade rough stones.
"Then what martial arts can I learn?"
"At the beginning, I will teach you the basic skills and practice the 'Hunyuan Zhuang'. This Zhuang Gong is a well-known basic skill. It can help beginners build up energy and blood, and strengthen their bodies."
Wan Yunhe eloquently said, "The Hunyuan pile can be subdivided into four small realms, entry level, small achievement, great achievement, and perfection. As long as you complete this skill, you will be officially promoted to rank nine warrior."
After a pause, he asked, "Do you know what a ninth-rank warrior is?"
Wei An shook his head.
Wan Yunhe laughed and said: "Ninth rank warriors not only have strong muscles and bones, but can also condense the strength of the whole body into one. The power they can burst out is far greater than ordinary people, and they can break stones with one punch and one kick!"
There was a fire in Wei An's eyes, and he couldn't help asking: "What about the eighth-rank warrior?"
Wan Yunhe was in good spirits, twisting his beard and said: "A warrior of the eighth rank can lift a tripod; a warrior of the seventh rank can hold iron into juice! As for the warrior of the sixth rank..."
Speaking of this, Wan Yunhe's eyes flashed with yearning, and he sighed: "A sixth-rank warrior has been completely reborn. Not only is he powerful, but he also has copper skin and iron bones, which are invulnerable to swords and swords."
Copper skin and iron bones, is that still a human being?
Wei An couldn't help but take a deep breath, his understanding of warriors was finally not half-knowledge.
The strength of warriors in this world is far beyond his imagination, not low martial arts, but definitely high martial arts!
Wei An was determined, and his face showed a look of deep thought.
Of course he wanted to learn martial arts under Wan Yunhe's sect, but he didn't have money, so it would definitely not work.
Fortunately, he has a simulation system for everything!
Select an item, then select a person to start the simulation.
The question is, what to choose?
According to Wei An's original idea, he wanted to choose one of the twenty wooden dummy, and then hand it over to Wan Yunhe or one of his apprentices.
In doing so, the simulated result is mostly the skill of that person practicing the wooden dummy.
But after arriving at Wan Yunhe's house, Wei An suddenly realized that he thought things too simply.
First of all, Wan Yunhe himself has long since retired, and he does not practice wooden dummy stakes every day, and he may not even touch such low-level props anymore.
Secondly, there are twenty wooden dummy posts, and there are as many as fifty or sixty apprentices in the yard. Which apprentice should Wei An choose that wooden dummy post for?
How can I guarantee that the apprentice he chooses will definitely use the wooden dummy he chose to practice?
Seeing that the unloading was about to be completed, Wei An felt a little anxious, and quickly scanned the entire courtyard, looking back and forth.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a young man, it was a little fat, pink, with a longevity lock around his neck.
The little fat man was holding a book in his hand, and on the cover were written three words——
Hunyuan pile!
"This is the skill..."
Wei An shuddered violently, walked quickly to the side of the little fat man, and took out a sugar ball from his arms.
Candy balls are quite rare in this world, only children from good families can buy them and afford them.
This candy ball was naturally given to Wei An by Zhang Mingzhu, and he was not willing to eat it.
Wei An shook the candy ball in his hand, and said with a smile: "Little friend, can you lend me the exercises in your hand for a while?"
The little fat man blinked, his attention was instantly attracted by the sugar ball, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Then you have to pay me back if you like it, otherwise, my father will beat me to death."
Wei An said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I will pay you back right away."
The little fat man handed over the exercises, took the sugar ball away, and licked it happily.
Wei An looked down at the exercise book.
[Item: Hunyuan Pile]
【Label: Basic skills】
【Level: Level 1 Light White】
[Simulate this object once and consume 10 low-grade rough stones. Do you want to activate the simulation? 】
"Yes!"
Wei An chose "Hunyuan Pile" without hesitation, and then he returned the exercises to the little fat man.
[You gave the Hunyuan Pile to Song Dahai, the little fat man, and the simulation officially started]
……
……
[The first year: I escaped from the control of a kidnapper and returned to the hands of my master Song Dahai, so happy.Song Dahai is a naughty brat who likes everything, especially playing, but he doesn't like martial arts.However, he has a strict father, Song Qingsong, who forces him to learn martial arts every day, so he has to learn. 】
[Third year: After two years of training, Song Dahai finally mastered the basic skills, and also practiced the Hunyuan pile in a good shape. 】
(End of this chapter)
"The wooden dummy is finished, everyone has worked hard."
Zhang Sanqiao laughed, carefully inspected each wooden dummy, and after confirming that there was no problem, he nodded and said, "It's time to deliver the goods."
Immediately, he ordered a few guys to pull four flatbed trucks and load twenty wooden dummy piles onto the trucks.
"Master, let me deliver the goods." Wei An found Zhang Sanqiao and volunteered.
"Okay! Delivery is also a handicraft. It is not so easy to ensure the safety of the goods along the way, without damage and without problems." Zhang Sanqiao immediately agreed.
So Wei An followed the car and set off.
Four flat cars were moving forward on the dirt road in Dafeng Town.
This kind of dirt road, which is made entirely by feet, is full of potholes, and many places are full of water and muddy. It is difficult to walk, let alone a four-wheeled flatbed cart, which will sink if you are not careful.
The houses on both sides of the road are mostly gray tiles and stone walls, and there are many thatched and wooden houses.
Wei An was walking on the dirt road, looking at the surrounding buildings, he had the illusion of returning to the old era of China.
About half an hour later, Wan Yunhe's home arrived.
I saw two stone lions placed in front of his house, majestic and majestic. Inside the spacious gate stood a screen wall with a painting of a purple tiger roaring at the moon.
"Tsk tsk, as expected of a rich family." The guys and Wei An were all eye-opening.
Knock knock, knock on the door!
Soon, a thick-headed young man ran out from the yard. After asking about the situation, he immediately turned around and ran back to find Wan Yunhe.
"Oh, the wooden dummy is here? It's pretty fast. I thought it would take a month to finish."
Wan Yunhe was surprised, and immediately walked out the door.
"Is he Wan Yunhe?"
Wei An looked intently, and found that Wan Yunhe was in his sixtieth year, with gray temples, a slightly thin body, but not a bit stooped, tall and straight as a pine, steady and powerful footsteps, shining eyes, and a majestic demeanor between his brows.
"The door is open, send it in."
Wan Yunhe commanded with his hands behind his back.
"Okay." A few guys hurriedly pushed their carts into Wanfu, passed the screen wall, and the courtyard behind was very open, except for the bluestone road leading to the main room, the other places were paved with sand.
At this moment, there were swaying figures in the yard, and there were fifty or sixty teenagers and girls.
They were practicing in the yard, riding horses, doing splits, somersaults, and snatching stone locks, dazzled.
"You put twenty wooden dummy posts in a row along this wall," Wan Yunhe ordered.
A few guys said nothing, just do it.
Wei An also went up to help, carefully observing everyone in the yard. After a while, he seized an opportunity to approach Wan Yunhe and asked, "Master Wan, how do you recruit apprentices here?"
Wan Yunhe glanced at Wei An, seemed to see the young man's mind, and replied with a smile: "I learn martial arts here, and you get 100 low-grade rough stones every month. As long as you can afford the tuition fee, you can learn as long as you want."
100 low-grade rough stones!
Wei An was very speechless, his monthly salary was only 30 low-grade rough stones.
"Then what martial arts can I learn?"
"At the beginning, I will teach you the basic skills and practice the 'Hunyuan Zhuang'. This Zhuang Gong is a well-known basic skill. It can help beginners build up energy and blood, and strengthen their bodies."
Wan Yunhe eloquently said, "The Hunyuan pile can be subdivided into four small realms, entry level, small achievement, great achievement, and perfection. As long as you complete this skill, you will be officially promoted to rank nine warrior."
After a pause, he asked, "Do you know what a ninth-rank warrior is?"
Wei An shook his head.
Wan Yunhe laughed and said: "Ninth rank warriors not only have strong muscles and bones, but can also condense the strength of the whole body into one. The power they can burst out is far greater than ordinary people, and they can break stones with one punch and one kick!"
There was a fire in Wei An's eyes, and he couldn't help asking: "What about the eighth-rank warrior?"
Wan Yunhe was in good spirits, twisting his beard and said: "A warrior of the eighth rank can lift a tripod; a warrior of the seventh rank can hold iron into juice! As for the warrior of the sixth rank..."
Speaking of this, Wan Yunhe's eyes flashed with yearning, and he sighed: "A sixth-rank warrior has been completely reborn. Not only is he powerful, but he also has copper skin and iron bones, which are invulnerable to swords and swords."
Copper skin and iron bones, is that still a human being?
Wei An couldn't help but take a deep breath, his understanding of warriors was finally not half-knowledge.
The strength of warriors in this world is far beyond his imagination, not low martial arts, but definitely high martial arts!
Wei An was determined, and his face showed a look of deep thought.
Of course he wanted to learn martial arts under Wan Yunhe's sect, but he didn't have money, so it would definitely not work.
Fortunately, he has a simulation system for everything!
Select an item, then select a person to start the simulation.
The question is, what to choose?
According to Wei An's original idea, he wanted to choose one of the twenty wooden dummy, and then hand it over to Wan Yunhe or one of his apprentices.
In doing so, the simulated result is mostly the skill of that person practicing the wooden dummy.
But after arriving at Wan Yunhe's house, Wei An suddenly realized that he thought things too simply.
First of all, Wan Yunhe himself has long since retired, and he does not practice wooden dummy stakes every day, and he may not even touch such low-level props anymore.
Secondly, there are twenty wooden dummy posts, and there are as many as fifty or sixty apprentices in the yard. Which apprentice should Wei An choose that wooden dummy post for?
How can I guarantee that the apprentice he chooses will definitely use the wooden dummy he chose to practice?
Seeing that the unloading was about to be completed, Wei An felt a little anxious, and quickly scanned the entire courtyard, looking back and forth.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a young man, it was a little fat, pink, with a longevity lock around his neck.
The little fat man was holding a book in his hand, and on the cover were written three words——
Hunyuan pile!
"This is the skill..."
Wei An shuddered violently, walked quickly to the side of the little fat man, and took out a sugar ball from his arms.
Candy balls are quite rare in this world, only children from good families can buy them and afford them.
This candy ball was naturally given to Wei An by Zhang Mingzhu, and he was not willing to eat it.
Wei An shook the candy ball in his hand, and said with a smile: "Little friend, can you lend me the exercises in your hand for a while?"
The little fat man blinked, his attention was instantly attracted by the sugar ball, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Then you have to pay me back if you like it, otherwise, my father will beat me to death."
Wei An said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I will pay you back right away."
The little fat man handed over the exercises, took the sugar ball away, and licked it happily.
Wei An looked down at the exercise book.
[Item: Hunyuan Pile]
【Label: Basic skills】
【Level: Level 1 Light White】
[Simulate this object once and consume 10 low-grade rough stones. Do you want to activate the simulation? 】
"Yes!"
Wei An chose "Hunyuan Pile" without hesitation, and then he returned the exercises to the little fat man.
[You gave the Hunyuan Pile to Song Dahai, the little fat man, and the simulation officially started]
……
……
[The first year: I escaped from the control of a kidnapper and returned to the hands of my master Song Dahai, so happy.Song Dahai is a naughty brat who likes everything, especially playing, but he doesn't like martial arts.However, he has a strict father, Song Qingsong, who forces him to learn martial arts every day, so he has to learn. 】
[Third year: After two years of training, Song Dahai finally mastered the basic skills, and also practiced the Hunyuan pile in a good shape. 】
(End of this chapter)
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