Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

Chapter 61 The success of microdermabrasion and marriage

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

It's the dry season again, and the Xiahe River gradually dries up, leaving only a bend in the middle of the river.

These days, Fang Yue practices martial arts every day, and his boxing practice becomes increasingly sophisticated.

When the martial arts training is over, I will take out the "Wu Tu Zhen Gong" and study it word by word and try to practice it.

Unfortunately, the effect is still very little, and the existence of the so-called Qi pulse and vitality spiritual power cannot be sensed at all.

Gradually, Fang Yue could only put away this technique and concentrate on practicing White Tiger Fist.

this day.

"After all, I have been practicing "White Tiger Fist" for almost two years."

In the backyard, when Fang Yue finished practicing on the wooden dummy for the ninth time, he suddenly felt a sudden wave of strength throughout his body.

Like an earth dragon turning over, its skin rises and falls, and its blood flows.

This time I practiced martial arts, which was completely different from when I practiced boxing in the past.

The abnormality on his body lasted for three sticks of incense before gradually stopping.

Fang Yue stood up slowly, calmed down the restless energy and blood in his body, and let out a long breath.

Then, he touched the skin on his arm. It had not become as hard as iron stone. It felt softer than two months ago.

Fang Yue picked up a dagger next to him and slashed it towards his arm.

The knife scratched without a mark, and there was a faint sound of metal friction.

The second level of martial arts, the microdermabrasion level, Fang Yue finally achieved great success!

"Yes, yes, I have been practicing the White Tiger Fist for only about two years, and I have already mastered the Skin Grinding Pass to great perfection!"

Fang Yue's face showed joy. Although his cultivation speed was not as fast as those of top geniuses, it was not bad compared with the top geniuses.

However, you must know that Fang Yue has limited financial resources and can only maintain one jar of secret skin-scaling medicine a month, which can only support him for about ten days of practice.

If he had enough financial resources to provide three cans of the secret skin-scaling medicine every month, then his cultivation speed could be doubled.

"It's just that my strength doesn't seem to have increased much, it's only [-]% more than before."

After testing it with the stone lock in the yard, Fang Yue discovered that his current strength had reached 2000 kilograms.

It happened to be almost two hundred pounds heavier than before, an increase of [-]%.

However, don’t look at the improvement.

But the improvement in actual combat power is huge.

At least now Fang is more confident that he can defeat his previous self within fifty moves.

The level of martial arts is almost the same, and the strength can determine the outcome.

"In this case, it's time to go to the White Tiger Boxing Gym and learn the subsequent exercises from Master Zheng."

Fang Yue fetched water to wash up, put on clean clothes, and then came to the front yard.

Mrs. Chen was not in the yard. She had obviously gone out to chat with the neighbors again.

He didn't need to think about it to know that the topic couldn't be separated from himself.

Mrs. Chen loves to show off and talk, and those aunts and ladies also like to listen.

"When I get started with bone forging, I should be able to catch up with this year's martial arts competition."

Fang Yue looked happy.

It is now late September, and the martial arts examination is in mid-November.

There is still more than a month to go.

As long as Fang Yue pays close attention, he will still have a chance to participate in this year's martial arts examination.

This time, he was naturally prepared to increase his knowledge.

After all, his strength is comparable to that of an average warrior in the third level of martial arts, the Bone Forging Stage.

After the completion of the skin grinding, his own defense has been greatly improved. If he encounters an unbeatable opponent, he will naturally admit defeat immediately.

Naturally, there will be no danger.

"Brother He, Brother He!" At this moment, Fang Cheng ran in from outside.

I don't know how far he ran. His face was red, sweating profusely, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

However, there was no trace of fatigue in Fang Cheng's eyes, only joy from the heart.

"Brother, please sit down and drink some water first. If you have something to say, please speak slowly."

Not far from the door of the wing on the side of the front yard, a small pavilion was built, covered with ivy.

There was a stone table and several stone benches placed in the pavilion. Mrs. Chen knew that Fang Yue had the habit of drinking tea, so she would put a pot of tea on the stone table every day.

Fang Yue poured Fang Cheng a cup of tea, and then poured himself another cup.

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Fang Cheng was not polite, grabbed the tea cup and drank it all in one breath.

"Xiu Niang has just married her, and Uncle Fuquan agreed."

Fang Cheng put down the tea cup and said happily to his brother incoherently.

"This is a good thing. Have you told your mother?"

Fang Yue was also happy for Fang Cheng. Fang Cheng was older than him, already in his early twenties.

In Daliushu Village, it is considered a 'late marriage'.

Although his family's conditions were not good in the past, there were still some matchmakers, but after the incident with the Zhou family.

Although it's not his family's fault, country people don't know anything. Basically, no one has come to his house to talk about marriage for more than a year.

Later, Fang Cheng himself fell in love with the youngest daughter of Uncle Fuquan's family, and the tax increase was also involved.

Uncle Fuquan's family was having a hard time, so Fang Cheng went to deliver food several times.

In this way, I became closer to the embroiderer.

Later, Fang Yue was admitted as a martial arts scholar, and Fang Yue's family became the second largest landowner in Daliushu Village.

After building a new house, life is getting better and better.

At this time, as long as Uncle Fuquan's family is not stupid, the marriage will definitely be successful.

That is to say, Aunt Fuquan was ill a while ago and couldn't live without someone to take care of her, so she broke off the marriage.

Fortunately, after a few months of delay, the embroiderer finally became an adult.

That's okay, otherwise Fang Yue would always feel that his eldest brother was just an old cow eating young grass.

"Mom, ah, I haven't told my mother yet." Fang Cheng touched his head before he realized what he was saying.

"You brat, if I wait until you tell me, the day lilies will be cold."

Chen also came back at this time.

The two adults must have been angry about this kind of thing before.

Only after both parents have no problems will the younger child be informed.

This was the case in ancient times. The concept of killing first and then playing the part basically did not exist. It was only found in operas.

"Okay, I'll make you happy. Your father has found someone for you. I calculated that November [-]th is probably a good day. Then you can marry the embroiderer."

Mrs. Chen counted on her fingers and found that there were still about two months left.

Fang Cheng, who was originally very happy, suddenly lost the silly smile on his face when he heard that there were still two months left.

"Mom, why is it still two months away? Can we get married in a few days?" Fang Cheng shrugged his head, only then did he realize that there is still such a long time.

"You brat, I see you are so impatient. You will definitely forget about me when you have a wife!"

"I think it's better to just forget about this marriage and save my mother from being angry in the future!"

Chen's face was straight and his tone was serious.

Sure enough, Fang Cheng was frightened all of a sudden. He looked at his mother and hesitated, not daring to speak for a long time.

"Mom, please stop joking with me."

Fang Yue also smiled, naturally knowing that Chen was trying to scare his elder brother.

This is a good marriage. The woman has a good temperament and outstanding appearance. She is a good match for the eldest brother.

Mrs. Chen, how could you not want such a daughter-in-law?

(End of this chapter)