Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit every day

Time passed slowly.

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

Another dry season arrived, and the Xia River gradually dried up, leaving only a bend of stream in the middle of the river.

These days, Fang Yue practiced martial arts every day, and his boxing skills improved day by day.

When he finished practicing martial arts, he took out the "Wu Tu Zhengong" and studied and tried to practice it word by word.

Unfortunately, it still had little effect, and he could not sense the existence of the so-called qi channels and vital energy at all.

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

This day.

"To sum up, I have been practicing this "White Tiger Fist" for almost two years."

In the backyard, when Fang Yue finished practicing the wooden man for the ninth time, he suddenly felt a sudden fluctuation of his strength.

It was like a dragon turning over, his skin undulating, and his blood flowing.

This time of practicing was completely different from the previous boxing practice.

The abnormality on his body lasted for three incense sticks before it gradually stopped.

Fang Yue slowly stood still, calmed down the restless blood in his body, and exhaled a long breath.

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

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

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

Fang Yue finally succeeded in the second level of martial arts, the skin grinding level!

"Not bad, not bad, I have only practiced this White Tiger Fist for about two years, and I have already practiced the skin grinding level to perfection!"

Fang Yue showed a happy expression on his face. Although his practice speed is not as fast as those top geniuses, it is not bad compared with those top geniuses.

However, you have to know that Fang Yue's financial resources are limited. He can only maintain one can of skin grinding secret medicine a month, which can only provide him with about ten days of practice.

If he has enough financial resources and three cans of skin grinding secret medicine every month, then his practice speed can be doubled.

"It's just that my strength doesn't seem to have increased much, only about 10% more than before."

After testing it with the stone lock in the yard, Fang Yue found that his current strength has reached more than 2,200 kilograms.

It's just about 200 kilograms more than before, an increase of 10%.

However, don't look at the small increase.

But the improvement in actual combat power is huge.

At least now Fang Yue is confident that he can defeat his previous self within 50 moves.

The martial arts level is similar, and the strength can determine the outcome.

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

Fang Yue washed himself with water, changed into clean clothes, and then came to the front yard.

Chen was not in the yard, and it was obvious that he went out to chat with the neighbors around.

You don't have to think about it, you know that the topic is inseparable from him.

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

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

Fang Yue showed a happy face.

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

There is still more than a month left.

As long as Fang Yue works hard, he will still have a chance to participate in this year's martial arts imperial examination.

This time, he is naturally prepared to gain more experience.

After all, his strength is comparable to that of ordinary martial artists in the third level of martial arts, the Bone Forging Realm.

After the great success of skin polishing, his own defense has been greatly improved. If he really encounters an opponent that he cannot defeat, he will naturally admit defeat immediately.

Naturally, he will not encounter any danger.

"Brother, brother!"

At this time, Fang Cheng ran in from outside.

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

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

"Brother, sit down and drink some water first, and talk slowly if you have something to say."

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

There was a stone table and several stone benches in the pavilion. 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 a cup of tea for Fang Cheng, and then poured another cup for himself.

Gulp gulp~

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

"Xiuniang is getting married, and Uncle Fuquan agreed."

Fang Cheng put down the teacup and happily said incoherently to his younger brother.

"This is a good thing, have you told mother?"

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

In Daliushu Village, it was considered a "late marriage".

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

Although it was not his family's fault, the country people didn't know anything, and basically no one came to his house to propose marriage for more than a year.

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

Uncle Fuquan's family was not doing well, so Fang Cheng went to deliver food several times.

In this way, he became closer to the embroiderer.

Later, Fang Yue passed the exam to become a martial arts scholar, and Fang Yue's family became the second largest landlord in Daliushu Village.

After building a new house, life became better and better.

At this time, as long as Uncle Fuquan's family was not stupid, this marriage would definitely be successful.

It was because Aunt Fuquan was sick a while ago and needed someone to take care of her, so the marriage was postponed.

However, it was not bad. After a few months, the embroiderer had grown up.

This was good, otherwise Fang Yue always felt that his elder brother was an old cow eating tender grass.

"Mom, ah, I haven't told mom yet." Fang Cheng touched his head and realized it.

"You little bastard, if you wait to tell me, the opportunity will be gone."

Chen also came back at this time.

This kind of thing must have been discussed by the adults of the two families before.

Only after both parents have no problems will they let the younger know.

This was the case in ancient times. There was basically no such thing as beheading first and reporting later. It only existed in operas.

"Okay, look how happy you are. Your father has found someone to look at it for you. I calculated that November 12th is probably a good day. Then you can marry the embroiderer into the family."

Chen counted on her fingers and there were about two months left.

Fang Cheng, who was originally very happy, suddenly heard that there were two months left, and the silly smile on his face disappeared immediately.

"Mom, why is it still two months? Can you get married in a few days?" Fang Cheng shrugged his head, only then did he realize that there was still so much time.

"You little brat, I see you are so impatient, you will definitely forget me when you get a wife!"

"I think it's better to just forget about this marriage, so that I won't be angry in the future!"

Chen's face was stern and her tone was serious.

As expected, Fang Cheng was frightened at once. He looked at his mother, hesitating and didn't dare to speak for a long time.

"Mom, don't joke with my brother."

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

This marriage is good, the woman has a good temper and outstanding appearance, and she is a good match for my brother.

Chen, how could she not want such a daughter-in-law.