Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　Along the way, Lin Jingzhe entered the inner city smoothly and returned to the Bafang Martial Arts Hall.

　　However, Lin Jingzhe did not go back to the Wushe, but walked directly to the firewood room.

　　"it's me."

　　As soon as Lin Jingzhe entered the door, a wooden stick hit him and caught it. Lin Jingzhe looked at his second sister Song Qiu, who was a little panicked: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

　　"I..I miss home..I miss eldest sister."

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe's voice, Song Qiu nervously patted his chest and let out a long breath.

　　She threw away the wooden stick in her hand and looked at the night sky outside the door framed by the deep patio, mist filled her eyes, but she quickly held back her tears.

　　She remembered what her eldest sister Song Chun said: 'If I don't come back one day, Adi will take care of you. '

　　For some reason, Song Qiu always had an uneasy feeling in his heart.

　　"Tomorrow we will move to a new house."

　　When Lin Jingzhe heard Song Qiu's words, he took the package from his back and patted Song Qiu.

　　Divert the subject.

　　"really?"

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe clapping the package, Song Qiu's face lit up with joy. She could hear the sound of coins colliding.

　　With two small dimples appearing on his face, Song Qiu smiled sweetly: "When the eldest sister comes back, our family will never be separated again."

　　"At that time, I have to wash a lot of clothes, save money for Adi to marry a wife, I want..."

　　Looking at Song Qiu's longing look, Lin Jingzhe raised his head and looked at the dark night sky. Sooner or later, he would find the person who killed his eldest sister.

　　. . . . . .

　　Three months later.

　　Snowflakes fell from the sky, and in no time, the ground of the martial arts field was covered with snow white.

　　"drink!"

　　At this moment, the martial arts field was still full of shirtless teenagers, still holding a stone mill.

　　In the entire martial arts field, all the teenagers stood in five rows, with the most people in the last row and the least people in the first row.

　　This is because from the back to the front, the weight of the stone mill increases in turn. The weight of the last row of stone mills is at least [-] pounds, and the weight of the first row of stone mills is [-] pounds.

　　Lin Jingzhe was standing in the third row at the moment. He could already lift a [-]-pound stone mill. In the past three months, Lin Jingzhe had plenty of food and a lot of medicines as supplements. The breathing method that he taught in the Bafang Martial Arts Institute echoes the Qi and blood stimulation method taught by the Bafang Martial Arts Academy, so Lin Jingzhe's progress can be so fast. .

Chapter 45

　　"One hundred and twenty-one."

　　"One hundred and twenty-two."

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　　"Three hundred and sixty-one."

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　　Manager He held an umbrella to block the falling snow for Master Luo.

　　In a corner of the martial arts field, a strong and strong man was counting the number of disciples holding stone mills. When he saw Master Luo coming over, he nodded respectfully.

　　The activation of the first layer of Qi and blood power is mainly a process of accumulation. It is like filling a water tank with water. Only when the accumulated information is enough can it break the bottleneck and enter the second stage.

　　The purpose of fighting the vigor and lifting the stone is to stimulate the limit in the human body and stimulate the potential of qi and blood in the flesh and blood.

　　"It's good to have a few seedlings this year."

　　"Yes, our Bafang Martial Arts Institute has finally recruited a few good disciples."

　　Master Luo's eyes swept back and forth on the martial arts field, and finally his eyes stayed on Lin Jingzhe and several other disciples for a long time.

　　Guanshi He on the side nodded in agreement, with a smile on his face: "Especially that Xiao Hai, as well as Chu Jian and Song Ming, are all very good seedlings."

　　"The Xue family has a good seedling that they want to send over."

　　"It's the daughter of the Xue family."

　　Master Luo held his hands behind his back, his eyes patrolling the martial arts arena, and he spoke slowly with Butler He.

　　Bafang City has complex forces, but there are four Changqing families, Xiao, Chu, Xue, Lin, and these families. These families do not stick to their own martial arts, but send their own children to major martial arts schools to practice.

　　The Xue family obviously sent people over to learn something, but Master Luo didn't care. He turned around and said lightly, "Just follow the rules."

　　"Then I instruct someone to reply to the Xue family."

　　A smile appeared on He Guanshi's face. When he delivered the message for the Xue family, he received some favors. When he mentioned something a little, he accepted it.

　　'Song Ming, after all, the background is a little worse. '

　　He shifted his gaze from the first row, where Xiao Hai was alone, to Chu Jian, who was in the second row. Finally, Master Luo set his eyes on Lin Jingzhe, who was struggling to hold the stone mill.

　　He shook his head with a sigh.

　　Compared with Xiao He's talent and Chu Jian's family background, in Master Luo's view, although Lin Jingzhe in the third row has made great progress in this period of time, he is too ordinary from an ordinary background, and it is very difficult to go further.

　　The poor and rich are rich in martial arts, and the birth of every qi and blood warrior is piled up with massive resources.

　　Behind Xiao He is the Xiao family, and behind Chu Jian is the Chu family, so in Master Luo's view, although Lin Jingzhe has some talents, his final achievements will be very limited.

　　As a martial arts hall, there are also core disciples and ordinary disciples, and the core disciples will also be skewed in terms of resources.

　　Ordinary disciples do not have such treatment.

　　What Master Luo is thinking about is the selection of core disciples to focus on training.

　　'Let's watch for a while. '

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe's uninterrupted holding of the stone mill, Master Luo shook his head and signaled Butler He to go back.

　　"Fifth hundredth, stop!"

　　As the strong men on the martial arts field shouted to stop, all the people holding the stone mill in the entire martial arts field stopped.

　　"Song Ming, I'm almost exhausted."

　　Just as Lin Jingzhe put down the stone mill, a little fat man walked towards him from the fourth row.

　　The little fat man was named Lin Hai, and Lin Jingzhe knew him. He was the little fat man who had worked with him and helped him with his homework. The relationship between the two was pretty good.

　　Lin Hai sat on the ground, panting heavily, and said with a sigh, "If it wasn't for my grandfather forcing me to come, I wouldn't come."

　　"Come on, if you can't reach the third level this month, your ass is about to bloom."

　　Lin Jingzhe clapped his hands, took a towel from the shelf on one side, and shook off the snow on the towel.

　　Immediately wipe off the sweat.

　　Looking at Lin Hai on the ground, Lin Jingzhe shook his head and said mysteriously, "But I have a solution, I don't know if you want to try it."

　　"What can we do, let's talk."

　　Hearing the first half of Lin Jingzhe's sentence, Lin Hai couldn't help but tremble. His grandfather always used an iron rod to beat people, and he had been beaten hard since he was a child.

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe say there is a way, Lin Hai couldn't help but get interested, he got up and pulled Lin Jingzhe to Wushe.

　　The methods that can increase the power of qi and blood are extremely precious.

　　"I found a good recipe in Fangshi, do you want to try it?"

　　Going to a very secret place with Lin Hai, Lin Jingzhe gave his own method. Lin Jingzhe and Little Fatty have worked together many times, knowing that although Little Fatty Lin Hai looks stupid, he is shrewd and tight.

　　I'm not afraid that Lin Hai will bring him any trouble.

　　"You know I've been practicing martial arts recently, so I can't let my spirit down."

　　"What are you thinking, it's a recipe for accumulating qi and blood."

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe talking about the recipe, Lin Hai didn't react for a while, and was given a blank look by Lin Jingzhe, then he smiled and became serious: "Is the recipe reliable?"

　　"You know, there are more fakes than real ones in the market."

　　"Even if you don't believe it."

　　Lin Jingzhe didn't talk nonsense with Lin Hai, he turned around and left, he took a step and was pulled by Lin Hai: "I believe it, but I have to try it first."

　　"Deal, give money."

　　As Lin Hai's major client, Lin Jingzhe naturally knew Lin Hai's family background. As a direct descendant of the Lin family in Sifang City, Lin Hai had dozens of gold in pocket money every month.

　　At the beginning, Lin Jingzhe's eldest sister, Song Chun, had accumulated dozens of gold for three years in order to allow Lin Jingzhe to enter the martial arts hall. .

Chapter 46

　　[PS: Thanks to the local tyrants for the [-] reward, hereby add more~]

　　From this aspect, we can see how huge the gap between different classes in this world is.

　　It is almost impossible for ordinary people to learn boxing.

　　"There are twenty gold here."

　　Lin Hai untied the purse from his waist and handed it to Lin Jingzhe with a pained expression on his face. Although the family gave him a lot of pocket money every month, for him, who was used to spending money, sometimes he would go to Halloween. Drinking a flower wine may cost dozens of gold.

　　The twenty gold was given to Lin Jingzhe. That day, he had to cut down on food and clothing this month, but Lin Hai was relieved soon.

　　Compared with going to Wanshenglou to drink flower wine, if you can go one step further and enter the third level of the boiling stage, you can lift a [-]-pound stone mill.

　　He could be spared the beatings of his grandfather, and if his grandfather was happy and gave him some rewards, he could earn back dozens of gold.

　　All in all, Lin Hai's chubby face couldn't help but smile.

　　"What is Fatty Lin laughing at?"

　　In the distance, a handsome young man came over. He was dressed in a robe, his eyebrows were cut like swords, and his eyes were like stars. He looked very feminine and enchanting.

　　Looking at Lin Hai, the young man chuckled: "I hang out with a poor boy all day, and I'm not afraid of losing my identity."