I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 2 Tiger Roaring Fist (for collection)

Am I dreaming again?
Xu Le took a deep breath, and looked at it carefully, the line of words was still reflected in front of his eyes, so clear.

Even if you close your eyes, you can "see" clearly.

"Clap."

Immediately afterwards, a book appeared out of thin air and landed on the ground in front of Xu Le.

"Tiger Roaring Fist."

There were three large characters on the cover of the book, which made Xu Le stunned again.

Good guy!
Xu Le licked his lips, forcibly suppressed the excitement and surprise in his heart, and reached out to pick up the cheat book. The touch felt very real, and it shouldn't be a dream.

Just in case, he grabbed his cheek hard and gasped in pain.

Really not dreaming!
Is there a reward for drinking?This is about to take off!

Xu Le was ecstatic.

Not long after getting excited, Xu Le forced himself to calm down.

This is a secret that belongs to me alone, and I absolutely must not let anyone know, not even my own parents.

No one understands better than Xu Le the reason why everyone is innocent and pregnant is guilty.

You know, in the original body's memory, there is supernatural power in this world.

For example, a month ago, a strange case happened to a family in the north of the city.

A family of [-] people disappeared overnight. Three days later, [-] mummified corpses appeared in the wilderness. There was no blood on their bodies, as if they had been completely sucked dry by something.

This incident caused panic throughout Jialing City, until the city guard invited a Taoist expert.

Yuanshen saw with his own eyes that the tall man in Taoist robe stepped forward in full view of everyone, and stood on the Jiahe River like that, as stable as Mount Tai.

Then he cut it in his hand, and a sword behind him rose into the air, circled a few times, and plunged into the water, setting off a huge wave.

Not long after, the treasured sword broke through the waves, with a monster on its body, and the monster was still dripping with green blood.

It is said that the monster only sucks human blood, and it was it who did the massacre.

The city guard ordered the monster's corpse to be burned in public, and the matter finally subsided.

This matter was particularly impressive in Yuan Bo's memory, even the details were clear.

Xu Le couldn't imagine what would happen if the secret that he could get rewards for drinking was accidentally leaked out, and someone like the Taoist master of the day found out?
I'm afraid it won't end well, and even the whole Xu family will be doomed.

"I don't know if I will be admired by others one day, like that master of the Taoist sect, wielding a sword to slay demons." Xu Le couldn't help thinking.

After pondering for a moment, he pushed away these distracting thoughts and turned his gaze to the flagon again.

"You can get a reward for drinking once, what about two times?" Xu Le's heart moved.

He picked up the jug, endured the sweet smell of alcohol, and took another sip.

Nothing happened.

Unwilling, Xu Le gritted his teeth and poured the whole pot of wine into his stomach.

There is still no movement.

"I was thinking too much." Xu Le shook his head with a wry smile, and put the empty jug back.

Whether this kind of reward is one-time, or once a day, or once a few days, or once a few weeks, has to wait for future verification.

Right now, it's time to study this boxing manual carefully.

If you want to have the power to protect yourself, you have to learn martial arts.

At the very least, it can prevent myself from being powerless to resist when I meet someone with bad intentions.

It's like being jealous with someone in a brothel, but if he were himself and possessed a body of force, he would directly pour wine on the other person's face, and let him reap the consequences.

Xu Le opened the boxing manual.

This tiger howling boxing method is divided into five stages: stance, strength, strength, small success, and great success.

Standing and practicing strength are the foundation, and this Tiger Roaring Fist can only be powerful when it reaches the stage of strength.

Practicing to a small success, it is said that one punch is like a tiger roaring, shaking the enemy's heart and gallbladder, and their souls are scattered.

If it is a great achievement, it can even compete with ninth-rank warriors by one or two.

Xu Le didn't know what the so-called ninth-rank warrior was, but just from Xiao Cheng's description, he was a little excited.

According to the introduction in the boxing manual, Xu Le stood up and began to stand up.

He closed his eyes naturally, screened away distracting thoughts, sank into his dantian, folded his hands in front of his chest, slightly bent his knees, exhaled with small mouthfuls, and inhaled with large mouthfuls...

Not long after, a slightly hot feeling rose from the lower abdomen.

There was no wave in Xu Le's heart, and he still stood where he was, feeling the slightly warm breath slowly moving along his limbs.

Three minutes later, Xu Le's forehead began to sweat.

Five minutes later, Xu Le's knees were already shaking slightly.

After 10 minutes passed, Xu Le was dripping with sweat, and fell to the ground, limp as mud, unable to hold on any longer, panting heavily.

"It's only been a while and I can't hold on any longer. This body is too weak." Xu Le's face was full of annoyance.

According to the boxing manual, it is necessary to persist in standing posture for at least one hour, and it must last for a year non-stop every day before you can see the effect.

An hour, that is, two hours.

He died in just 10 minutes. It will take years of the monkey to learn the Tiger Roaring Fist.

You must know that after the stance is over, there is still strength training, and there is still energy after the strength training.

It can be said in the boxing score, one year of standing, two years of strength training, three years of strength, when he reaches that level, other people's children will be soy sauce.

Xu Le closed the boxing manual and frowned.

"Every year is the unit of time. I can't wait that long. It seems that I can only hope to drink."

Xu Le has made a decision in his heart, tomorrow, he has to get someone to bring a jug of good wine.

In any case, it can't be the same low-quality wine as this jug of sweet wine.

The moonlight fell on Xu Le through the window of the firewood room. Xu Le lay his pillow on the straw, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, and gradually fell asleep.

At this moment, Master Xu and Mrs. Xu were chatting about something, and the topic was their ineffective second son, Xu Le.

"Master." Mrs. Xu looked at her husband, with tears in her eyes, and said sadly, "Le'er, he is sleeping in the woodshed tonight, and I don't know if he can sleep."

"If you can't sleep, then you don't need to sleep. It just keeps him awake and has a long memory."

Mr. Xu was obviously still angry. Hearing this, he snorted coldly and said, "Look at what good thing that scoundrel has done, to be jealous with the four boys of the Wang family in the brothel, and to drink like that. He lost it."

"Le'er just drinks better. Besides, who doesn't have a flair? When you were the same age as Le'er, didn't you hang around brothels? You still want to take women from brothels as concubines. Have you forgotten?" Xu Madam said dissatisfied.

"You... a woman's opinion!"

Master Xu's face was throbbing with veins, but he couldn't get it going. What his wife said was the truth, and he couldn't refute it at all.

Seeing that he was speechless, Mrs. Xu immediately hit the iron while it was hot, and said, "Le'er is young and frivolous, if she can marry a regular wife to control her, maybe she can calm down."

(End of this chapter)