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Chapter 29 The Fourth Level of Warrior

"Master Wang, if you didn't agree to stay at my house as a nurse, how could you stay for one summer and then leave?" Niu Bencai said.

Wang Hong smiled and waved his hand: "People from all over the world call themselves home. I'm used to wandering and I can't stay in one place for long."

Niu Bencai laughed, exchanged a few words with Wang Hong, and finally pointed at Yang Liang and the others and said: "They are all young people from Niujia Village, and they are all under the command of Master Wang. If Master Wang has anything to do, just tell them. "

"My county government still has some things to do, so I'll take the first step."

After Niu Benzai left, a group of people gathered around Wang Hong and kept looking at him. Even the aunt who was sitting at the door collecting the soles of his shoes was pointing and pointing.

"This is someone from the city. He looks so fresh."

"It is said that he is a man of great ability. He once killed a lion. If you look at his fingers, he will make a hole in whoever he pokes."

"I heard that the eldest son invited him here, but he spent a lot of effort and only got 50 taels of silver a month."

"50 taels! How many cakes will this make?"

Wang Hong, on the other hand, was the old god and didn't care about everyone's comments.He held the teapot in his hand and walked around the Niu Family Courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking lazy.

Yang Liang was also among the crowd, staring at Wang Hong's back with his eyes rolling.

This is a true warrior. Through him, he will have the opportunity to come into contact with the real world of martial arts.

However, if the nursing home comes to the Niu Family Courtyard, how can I steal food from now on?

If he didn't steal food, he wouldn't be able to fill his stomach with the two meals a day in the Niu Family Courtyard.

The most important thing is that he has a private meeting with Li Juhong in the evening.

Thinking of this, Yang Liang's heart was agitated.

Wang Hong was probably tired from walking. He sat on the stone at the entrance of the village and lazily raised the teapot in his hand.

"Master Wang, is this pot of yours good?" Yang Liang stepped forward and asked.

"Oh, you know it too!" Wang Hong's eyes lit up and he held the teapot in his palm: "Only nine of the best Jiaozhou soil can be made in one furnace, and I am the only one who has made it. It is called Jiujiu Guiyi."

Yang Liang was amazed, and suddenly changed the topic and said, "Master Wang, please tell us what kind of skills you have practiced."

"Yeah, tell us about it."

A group of young students surrounded him, their eyes shining brightly.

"My skills are all superficial. I have to sharpen my muscles day after day, but it doesn't mean anything."

"You are too humble. I have heard that Master Wang is very capable. He once encountered seven or eight bandits and escaped unscathed."

"Master Wang, can we also practice martial arts with you?"

"As long as you become a martial artist, guard homes and courtyards, and work as bodyguards to sell goods, even joining the army is a way out."

Wang Hong waved his hand and said: "Warriors, you have to train your breath internally and your muscles, bones and skin externally. You have to endure the cold and heat. You see this fist. After 20 years of hard work, can you bear this hardship?"

"Master Wang, how are the realms of warriors divided?"

"realm?"

Wang Hong chewed on these two words, took a sip of tea, and saw Yang Liang standing there, with shiny black skin and two eyes looking at him motionlessly, like two black stones.

"How do you know that warriors have the word "realm"?"

"I also heard what others said." Yang Liang scratched his head and said.

"I heard it was good."

Wang Hong coughed lightly and said: "Martial artists are generally divided into four levels. The first level is to polish the muscles and bones, which is called body refining. After practicing for seven or eight years, a breath is produced in the Dantian, which is called nourishing qi. Transform strength.

This fourth level, which is the last level, is called Tongxuan. Without weapons, you can kill people's heads with just a wave of your hand with the sword energy. "

A group of people squatted on the ground and were amazed.

When Yang Liang heard this, he also felt his heart surge. He didn't know what state he was in now, whether he was nourishing his energy or refining his body.

It seems that in the later stage of this warrior's life, he is much more powerful than the scholar.Otherwise, you can save up your destiny coins and simply become a martial artist.

In other words, be patient, study literature first, and then switch to martial arts after saving up a fortune.

If you want to practice martial arts, Wang Hong is right in front of you, wouldn't it be an opportunity?

"Master Wang, what state are you in now?"

"Show us your skills."

Everyone cheered.

"Twenty years of practicing martial arts is just a period of nourishing one's energy." Wang Hong stood up holding the stone and said, "Then I will show my hand."

After he stood up, he turned his eyes around, pointed at Brother Veteran and said, "Come on, come on, stand opposite me."

The veteran brother touched his head and said dizzy, "What are you doing?"

"Stand still!"

Wang Hong gave a soft drink and pressed his hand on the veteran brother's waist, causing him to fall out.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped in unison, and everyone helped the veteran brother up.

"How did you get out just now?"

"I don't know, I just felt a surge of energy and I flew out all of a sudden."

"Anyone else wants to try it?" Wang Hong patted the hem of his clothes.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Let A Liang try."

"Yes, Aliang is very strong."

Yang Liang was pushed out. He scratched his head and wondered how long he could support Wang Hong.

"Okay, come here, just stand there and don't move."

"Can you stand here?" Yang Liang moved on his toes.

"Stand still!"

Wang Hong shouted softly and pushed Yang Liang's waist with his right hand. Yang Liang felt a rush of strength.

An opposing force naturally arose in his body, and his feet remained motionless.

"what?"

"Master Wang, I'm standing still."

Wang Hong frowned slightly, turned his head and saw a group of long-term workers looking at him expectantly.

Wang Hong stretched out his hand and pushed, feeling like he was being pushed against a big tree, rooted in the soil and unshakable.

"Master Wang, he has already stood up." Brother Veteran said.

"Good good."

Beads of sweat appeared on Wang Hong's forehead. He raised both hands and pushed Yang Liang's waist hard.

Yang Liang remained motionless.

The sweat on Wang Hong's forehead became more and more obvious, and he couldn't help but said: "Have you ever practiced kung fu?"

"Uh……"

Yang Liang was stunned for a moment, wondering whether he had practiced before or not.

He only felt a rush of strength, and suddenly his legs loosened and he flew backwards.

"Master Wang is very capable!"

Yang Liang stood up and said immediately.

"it is good!"

Everyone cheered in unison.

"Nothing, nothing."

Wang Hong wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand modestly.

Then he patted Yang Liang on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Young man has great strength."

"Master Wang's kung fu is better."

Yang Liang was hypocritically polite, but his heart was pounding.

Is this the skill of Master Hongwang, the lion-headed king?

As for the matter of apprenticeship, you can take it slow and take a look first.

(End of this chapter)