Chapter 140
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Nowadays, most of the real martial arts practitioners in the world of martial arts have inheritance, either by clan or by family. These clans and families will choose young children with good roots and bones. When they are five or six years old, they will start to brew medicinal wine and build martial foundation for them. When they are seven or eight years old, they will start to practice martial arts, refine their bodies and forge their bones.
It takes at least 12 hours to practice martial arts every day.
Even if it is such a cruel practice, many people may not be able to become martial artists. Only those with good talent will have a chance.
We can imagine how difficult the road of martial arts is.
When Chen Feng came to the door, he was stopped by several students.
"The martial arts school is closed today. If you want to sign up for a martial arts school student, you can come back another day." A tall young man said with a smile that Chen Feng did not wear martial arts clothes, so the tall young man regarded Chen Feng as an ordinary person who wanted to enter Haoran martial arts school to learn martial arts.
Chen Feng shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't want to enroll in the martial arts school. I'm looking for someone from the Vajra martial arts school."
"Vajra school?" Tall youth a Leng, tone suddenly bad rise: "you are the person of Vajra martial arts school?"
"No Chen Feng continued to shake his head and said, "there are some private matters between Jin Lu'an and me that need to be dealt with."
"Wait a minute. I'll ask the owner."
In the museum, a dignified middle-aged man is sitting on the Wudao mat. In front of the middle-aged men, there are also seven or eight young men and women with serious faces and wearing martial arts clothes. They are listening to the middle-aged men's lectures.
"Jin Lu'an came here prepared. His disciples are not easy to deal with. This time, Jin Lu'an has become a dark martial artist and has a better understanding of martial arts. Therefore, he will teach some students some more advanced skills of exerting force. When you are on the stage, if you are not defeated, you will directly admit defeat. You must not resist." The middle-aged man, with a worried look on his face, told his disciples that he and Jin Lu'an were both martial artists in the late Ming Dynasty. Therefore, Haoran martial arts school can fight with the chamber of Vajra martial arts school. Every year, the two martial arts schools win and lose each other. But this year, Jin Lu'an has been promoted to dark strength, and both sides are not on the same level.
This time, we can say that the Vajra martial arts school is sure.
"Master, can you postpone this gambling fight for a few days?" A thin young man asked. His name was Feng Yuan, the youngest disciple of Su Haoran. He had just been promoted to be a strong martial artist in Ming Dynasty a few days ago. In addition to competing with several of his peers, he had never fought with any martial arts person. However, this time, he was going to play. Feng Yuangen had no confidence and fought with several disciples of Jin Lu'an.
Su Haoran frowned. He was a little disappointed with Feng Yuan. He was afraid that he had lost half of the battle before he started fighting. If he came to the stage in this state, he would not be able to hold on to any move.
"Younger martial brother, the annual gambling is a routine and can't be postponed. And even if we can postpone it, what would other martial arts schools think? They are bound to say, we Haoran martial arts school, we can't afford to lose. At that time, where did you let the master's face go? " Zhao Dong scolded with a cold face that he was su Haoran's eldest disciple and the only one who was expected to break through the middle of Ming Jin this year.
Although Su Haoran is not optimistic about the gambling, he is very confident.
"Well, elder martial brother is right. If you lose, you won't lose. Besides, it was Jin Lu'an who became a dark warrior, not his disciples. We may not have no chance to win. " At this time, a beautiful girl in white martial arts clothes with proud figure spoke in a crisp voice.
The girl is about 18-9 years old. Although she is not very old, she is already a beautiful woman with delicate facial features, delicate face, and a pair of plump breasts on her chest, which is particularly prominent. She is a typical baby face with huge breasts.
As soon as the girl spoke, several young people's eyes were attracted by the girl. The eyes were very hot.
"You are right! What's to be afraid of? We are all of the same age, and in the early days of Ming Jin, the people in his Vajra martial arts school can have one more leg than us. "
"That is, what are you afraid of? It's not a fight between life and death. If you can't beat it, just admit defeat."
Several young people began to speak one after another, and the enthusiasm of the crowd rose in an instant.
"Dad, can I come on stage later?" At this time, the girl's black eyes turned around and laughed.
"No way!" Su Haoran refused without thinking about it. He scolded with dignity: "you're a girl's home. What kind of stage are you fighting and killing?"
"Shifu is right. Younger martial sister, you can just leave it to the elder martial brothers. It's not suitable for you to go up."
"Younger martial sister, you are so delicate. If you go up there and have a bump, it will be bad."
The girl Du Du mouth, some unconvinced way: "but, I am also a warrior."
As soon as the girl said this, many people in the martial arts school were extremely ashamed. These people were the core disciples of the martial arts school. They were different from the students outside. These people were trained by Su Haoran since he was a child, and they are expected to become martial artists.But many of them, now in their twenties or even in their thirties, are still hovering on the verge of becoming warriors, unable to step into the front door.
However, Su Lingyu, a girl, became a martial arts expert at the age of 18. The only pity is that Su Lingyu is a daughter. Compared with male warriors, female warriors are more or less vulnerable.
In the martial arts world, the male warrior is the mainstream.
Su Haoran also choked on her words. Then she felt a pity in her heart. If Su Lingyu was a man, she would have great hope even in the middle and late period of dark power. Su Haoran's status in the martial arts circle of Jinling would not be as high as it is now.
"Well, don't mention it again. You'll be standing under the stage in a moment, and you won't be allowed to go on stage." Su Haoran waved his hand in a dignified voice.
"All right." The girl pursed her lips. Although she was dissatisfied with the decision made by Su Haoran, she did not dare to refute. After all, Su Haoran was not only her father, but also the owner of the library.
At this time, the tall young man came over.
"Master, there is a man outside who says he wants to find someone from the Vajra martial arts school. Listening to his tone, it seems that he knows Jin Lu'an."
Liu'an Su Haoran frowned. Jin Lu'an still has some fame in the martial arts circle of Jinling. If people outside know Jin Lu'an, they must not be nameless people. They are likely to come to watch the gambling. Thinking of this, Su Haoran said: "let him in."
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Nowadays, most of the real martial arts practitioners in the world of martial arts have inheritance, either by clan or by family. These clans and families will choose young children with good roots and bones. When they are five or six years old, they will start to brew medicinal wine and build martial foundation for them. When they are seven or eight years old, they will start to practice martial arts, refine their bodies and forge their bones.
It takes at least 12 hours to practice martial arts every day.
Even if it is such a cruel practice, many people may not be able to become martial artists. Only those with good talent will have a chance.
We can imagine how difficult the road of martial arts is.
When Chen Feng came to the door, he was stopped by several students.
"The martial arts school is closed today. If you want to sign up for a martial arts school student, you can come back another day." A tall young man said with a smile that Chen Feng did not wear martial arts clothes, so the tall young man regarded Chen Feng as an ordinary person who wanted to enter Haoran martial arts school to learn martial arts.
Chen Feng shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't want to enroll in the martial arts school. I'm looking for someone from the Vajra martial arts school."
"Vajra school?" Tall youth a Leng, tone suddenly bad rise: "you are the person of Vajra martial arts school?"
"No Chen Feng continued to shake his head and said, "there are some private matters between Jin Lu'an and me that need to be dealt with."
"Wait a minute. I'll ask the owner."
In the museum, a dignified middle-aged man is sitting on the Wudao mat. In front of the middle-aged men, there are also seven or eight young men and women with serious faces and wearing martial arts clothes. They are listening to the middle-aged men's lectures.
"Jin Lu'an came here prepared. His disciples are not easy to deal with. This time, Jin Lu'an has become a dark martial artist and has a better understanding of martial arts. Therefore, he will teach some students some more advanced skills of exerting force. When you are on the stage, if you are not defeated, you will directly admit defeat. You must not resist." The middle-aged man, with a worried look on his face, told his disciples that he and Jin Lu'an were both martial artists in the late Ming Dynasty. Therefore, Haoran martial arts school can fight with the chamber of Vajra martial arts school. Every year, the two martial arts schools win and lose each other. But this year, Jin Lu'an has been promoted to dark strength, and both sides are not on the same level.
This time, we can say that the Vajra martial arts school is sure.
"Master, can you postpone this gambling fight for a few days?" A thin young man asked. His name was Feng Yuan, the youngest disciple of Su Haoran. He had just been promoted to be a strong martial artist in Ming Dynasty a few days ago. In addition to competing with several of his peers, he had never fought with any martial arts person. However, this time, he was going to play. Feng Yuangen had no confidence and fought with several disciples of Jin Lu'an.
Su Haoran frowned. He was a little disappointed with Feng Yuan. He was afraid that he had lost half of the battle before he started fighting. If he came to the stage in this state, he would not be able to hold on to any move.
"Younger martial brother, the annual gambling is a routine and can't be postponed. And even if we can postpone it, what would other martial arts schools think? They are bound to say, we Haoran martial arts school, we can't afford to lose. At that time, where did you let the master's face go? " Zhao Dong scolded with a cold face that he was su Haoran's eldest disciple and the only one who was expected to break through the middle of Ming Jin this year.
Although Su Haoran is not optimistic about the gambling, he is very confident.
"Well, elder martial brother is right. If you lose, you won't lose. Besides, it was Jin Lu'an who became a dark warrior, not his disciples. We may not have no chance to win. " At this time, a beautiful girl in white martial arts clothes with proud figure spoke in a crisp voice.
The girl is about 18-9 years old. Although she is not very old, she is already a beautiful woman with delicate facial features, delicate face, and a pair of plump breasts on her chest, which is particularly prominent. She is a typical baby face with huge breasts.
As soon as the girl spoke, several young people's eyes were attracted by the girl. The eyes were very hot.
"You are right! What's to be afraid of? We are all of the same age, and in the early days of Ming Jin, the people in his Vajra martial arts school can have one more leg than us. "
"That is, what are you afraid of? It's not a fight between life and death. If you can't beat it, just admit defeat."
Several young people began to speak one after another, and the enthusiasm of the crowd rose in an instant.
"Dad, can I come on stage later?" At this time, the girl's black eyes turned around and laughed.
"No way!" Su Haoran refused without thinking about it. He scolded with dignity: "you're a girl's home. What kind of stage are you fighting and killing?"
"Shifu is right. Younger martial sister, you can just leave it to the elder martial brothers. It's not suitable for you to go up."
"Younger martial sister, you are so delicate. If you go up there and have a bump, it will be bad."
The girl Du Du mouth, some unconvinced way: "but, I am also a warrior."
As soon as the girl said this, many people in the martial arts school were extremely ashamed. These people were the core disciples of the martial arts school. They were different from the students outside. These people were trained by Su Haoran since he was a child, and they are expected to become martial artists.But many of them, now in their twenties or even in their thirties, are still hovering on the verge of becoming warriors, unable to step into the front door.
However, Su Lingyu, a girl, became a martial arts expert at the age of 18. The only pity is that Su Lingyu is a daughter. Compared with male warriors, female warriors are more or less vulnerable.
In the martial arts world, the male warrior is the mainstream.
Su Haoran also choked on her words. Then she felt a pity in her heart. If Su Lingyu was a man, she would have great hope even in the middle and late period of dark power. Su Haoran's status in the martial arts circle of Jinling would not be as high as it is now.
"Well, don't mention it again. You'll be standing under the stage in a moment, and you won't be allowed to go on stage." Su Haoran waved his hand in a dignified voice.
"All right." The girl pursed her lips. Although she was dissatisfied with the decision made by Su Haoran, she did not dare to refute. After all, Su Haoran was not only her father, but also the owner of the library.
At this time, the tall young man came over.
"Master, there is a man outside who says he wants to find someone from the Vajra martial arts school. Listening to his tone, it seems that he knows Jin Lu'an."
Liu'an Su Haoran frowned. Jin Lu'an still has some fame in the martial arts circle of Jinling. If people outside know Jin Lu'an, they must not be nameless people. They are likely to come to watch the gambling. Thinking of this, Su Haoran said: "let him in."
Nowadays, most of the real martial arts practitioners in the world of martial arts have inheritance, either by clan or by family. These clans and families will choose young children with good roots and bones. When they are five or six years old, they will start to brew medicinal wine and build martial foundation for them. When they are seven or eight years old, they will start to practice martial arts, refine their bodies and forge their bones. It takes at least 12 hours to practice martial arts every day. Even if it is such a cruel practice, many people may not be able to become martial artists. Only those with good talent will have a chance. We can imagine how difficult the road of martial arts is. When Chen Feng came to the door, he was stopped by several students. "The martial arts school is closed today. If you want to sign up for a martial arts school student, you can come back another day." A tall young man said with a smile that Chen Feng did not wear martial arts clothes, so the tall young man regarded Chen Feng as an ordinary person who wanted to enter Haoran martial arts school to learn martial arts. Chen Feng shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't want to enroll in the martial arts school. I'm looking for someone from the Vajra martial arts school." "Vajra school?" Tall youth a Leng, tone suddenly bad rise: "you are the person of Vajra martial arts school?" "No Chen Feng continued to shake his head and said, "there are some private matters between Jin Lu'an and me that need to be dealt with." "Wait a minute. I'll ask the owner." In the museum, a dignified middle-aged man is sitting on the Wudao mat. In front of the middle-aged men, there are also seven or eight young men and women with serious faces and wearing martial arts clothes. They are listening to the middle-aged men's lectures. "Jin Lu'an came here prepared. His disciples are not easy to deal with. This time, Jin Lu'an has become a dark martial artist and has a better understanding of martial arts. Therefore, he will teach some students some more advanced skills of exerting force. When you are on the stage, if you are not defeated, you will directly admit defeat. You must not resist." The middle-aged man, with a worried look on his face, told his disciples that he and Jin Lu'an were both martial artists in the late Ming Dynasty. Therefore, Haoran martial arts school can fight with the chamber of Vajra martial arts school. Every year, the two martial arts schools win and lose each other. But this year, Jin Lu'an has been promoted to dark strength, and both sides are not on the same level. This time, we can say that the Vajra martial arts school is sure. "Master, can you postpone this gambling fight for a few days?" A thin young man asked. His name was Feng Yuan, the youngest disciple of Su Haoran. He had just been promoted to be a strong martial artist in Ming Dynasty a few days ago. In addition to competing with several of his peers, he had never fought with any martial arts person. However, this time, he was going to play. Feng Yuangen had no confidence and fought with several disciples of Jin Lu'an. Su Haoran frowned. He was a little disappointed with Feng Yuan. He was afraid that he had lost half of the battle before he started fighting. If he came to the stage in this state, he would not be able to hold on to any move. "Younger martial brother, the annual gambling is a routine and can't be postponed. And even if we can postpone it, what would other martial arts schools think? They are bound to say, we Haoran martial arts school, we can't afford to lose. At that time, where did you let the master's face go? " Zhao Dong scolded with a cold face that he was su Haoran's eldest disciple and the only one who was expected to break through the middle of Ming Jin this year. Although Su Haoran is not optimistic about the gambling, he is very confident. "Well, elder martial brother is right. If you lose, you won't lose. Besides, it was Jin Lu'an who became a dark warrior, not his disciples. We may not have no chance to win. " At this time, a beautiful girl in white martial arts clothes with proud figure spoke in a crisp voice. The girl is about 18-9 years old. Although she is not very old, she is already a beautiful woman with delicate facial features, delicate face, and a pair of plump breasts on her chest, which is particularly prominent. She is a typical baby face with huge breasts. As soon as the girl spoke, several young people's eyes were attracted by the girl. The eyes were very hot. "You are right! What's to be afraid of? We are all of the same age, and in the early days of Ming Jin, the people in his Vajra martial arts school can have one more leg than us. " "That is, what are you afraid of? It's not a fight between life and death. If you can't beat it, just admit defeat." Several young people began to speak one after another, and the enthusiasm of the crowd rose in an instant. "Dad, can I come on stage later?" At this time, the girl's black eyes turned around and laughed. "No way!" Su Haoran refused without thinking about it. He scolded with dignity: "you're a girl's home. What kind of stage are you fighting and killing?" "Shifu is right. Younger martial sister, you can just leave it to the elder martial brothers. It's not suitable for you to go up." "Younger martial sister, you are so delicate. If you go up there and have a bump, it will be bad." The girl Du Du mouth, some unconvinced way: "but, I am also a warrior." As soon as the girl said this, many people in the martial arts school were extremely ashamed. These people were the core disciples of the martial arts school. They were different from the students outside. These people were trained by Su Haoran since he was a child, and they are expected to become martial artists.But many of them, now in their twenties or even in their thirties, are still hovering on the verge of becoming warriors, unable to step into the front door. However, Su Lingyu, a girl, became a martial arts expert at the age of 18. The only pity is that Su Lingyu is a daughter. Compared with male warriors, female warriors are more or less vulnerable. In the martial arts world, the male warrior is the mainstream. Su Haoran also choked on her words. Then she felt a pity in her heart. If Su Lingyu was a man, she would have great hope even in the middle and late period of dark power. Su Haoran's status in the martial arts circle of Jinling would not be as high as it is now. "Well, don't mention it again. You'll be standing under the stage in a moment, and you won't be allowed to go on stage." Su Haoran waved his hand in a dignified voice. "All right." The girl pursed her lips. Although she was dissatisfied with the decision made by Su Haoran, she did not dare to refute. After all, Su Haoran was not only her father, but also the owner of the library. At this time, the tall young man came over. "Master, there is a man outside who says he wants to find someone from the Vajra martial arts school. Listening to his tone, it seems that he knows Jin Lu'an." Liu'an Su Haoran frowned. Jin Lu'an still has some fame in the martial arts circle of Jinling. If people outside know Jin Lu'an, they must not be nameless people. They are likely to come to watch the gambling. Thinking of this, Su Haoran said: "let him in."
