Chapter 29 Guanli

Fang Zhixing asked in return: "Besides learning martial arts, are there other ways to become powerful?"

The boss thought about it and said with a smile: "Really not."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "If I want to be an official, what should I do?"

"What, an official?"

The boss burst out laughing, looking at Fang Zhixing as if he were a fool, "Haha, only children of aristocratic families can become officials, are you one of them?"

Menfa! ! A prominent family that has served as an official for generations, also known as family status, clothing, aristocratic family, noble family, powerful family, aristocratic family, and wealthy family, etc.!

Fang Zhixing understood that this world has a strict hierarchy and ordinary people cannot become officials.

Born as a pariah, died as an ant! And the aristocratic family, like the sun, moon and stars, high above, controlling everything! A moment later...

Fang Zhixing left the teahouse, walked west, and wandered around.

Suddenly, he saw a banana tree with thick branches, large leaves and a crown stretching towards the sky, like a flying bird spreading its wings, free and majestic.

As you get closer, a white wall comes into view.

Fang Zhixing then saw a vermilion lacquered gate with two stone lions standing proudly at the door, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

The door was closed.

"Hey!"

"ha!"

Fang Zhixing heard shouting coming from the yard. He walked to the door and looked inside through the crack.

There was a sandy area in the yard with a row of wooden dummies.

At this moment, five teenagers were shirtless, lying on the ground doing push-ups and sweating.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing knew that he had found the right place.

Bang!

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

Soon, the door opened, and a sweaty young man poked his head out. He looked at Fang Zhixing and shouted, "What are you doing, you stinky beggar? Get out of here. There's no leftovers for you!"

Fang Zhixing glared and said in a deep voice: "I'm not begging for food, I'm here to see Master Cheng."

The young man was frightened by Fang Zhixing's fierce look and shouted, "You, wait."

He turned and ran.

After a while, he returned, opened the door, and shouted, "Come in, the master wants to see you."

Fang Zhixing stepped into the room and when he looked up, he saw a tall, long-haired man standing under the eaves. He had gray hair on his temples, prominent cheekbones, deep wrinkles on his pale face, and a gourd in his hand.

"This man seems to be ill."

The little dog smelled a strong smell of medicine.

Fang Zhixing also smelled it, and carefully observed Cheng Tianen, and found that he was breathing too heavily, his face was as pale as paper, his figure was thin and delicate, and he even looked a little frail. He didn't look like a martial arts master at all.

Walking forward, Fang Zhixing bowed and said, "Junior Fang Zhixing, greetings to Master Cheng."

Cheng Tianen glanced at Fang Zhixing and was about to speak when he suddenly covered his mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

After a violent cough, Cheng Tianen's face flushed. He paused for a moment and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "I want to know something about martial arts, and I hope Master Cheng can help me solve my doubts."

Cheng Tianen raised the corner of his mouth and said unhappily: "Humph, I'm here to help you solve your doubts. Do you think I have a lot of free time?"

Fang Zhixing said: "I have money, I won't treat you badly."

As he said that, he took out three hundred coins.

Cheng Tianen's face changed, and a hint of anger emerged.

Seeing this, Xigou immediately sent a voice message: "What are you doing? This person is not simple. He wants to save face. He will not bend over backwards for a few bucks."

Fang Zhixing also sent a message: "He is ill, and the expenses must be very high. He must be very short of money. Besides, even if he turns against me, I am not afraid. I don't think he is better than me."

Xigou was shocked.

Yes, Fang Zhixing had improved himself three times and mastered two explosive skills. The number of people who died at his hands exceeded the number on both hands.

But the Cheng Tianen in front of him is a tuberculosis patient.

Fang Zhixing was respectful to him on the surface, but he actually looked down on him in his heart.

The next moment, Cheng Tianen sighed, pulled over a chair and sat down, pointing at the incense burner next to him and said, "Ask until that stick of incense is burned out."

Fang Zhixing quickly asked, "What is a celestial being?"

Cheng Tianen looked at Fang Zhixing deeply and replied, "I have only heard of celestial beings, but I have never seen them and I don't know them."

Fang Zhixing pondered and said, "Is the celestial being very powerful?"

Cheng Tianen: "Not sure. I said, I don't know them, and I can't even be sure whether the so-called celestial beings really exist. They may just be legends."

Fang Zhixing understood and changed the question: "You are a warrior, how are the realms of martial arts practice divided?"

Cheng Tianen asked back: "Do you know what 'Wu' is?"

Fang Zhixing was stunned.

For a moment he found that he couldn't even explain clearly what "Wu" was. It was a very broad concept.

"Please be clear." He asked.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Cheng Tianen smiled and said, "Practicing martial arts, what are you practicing? If you are a strong man who is ten feet tall and has great strength, and the others are all old, weak, sick and disabled, do you think you still need to practice martial arts?"

Fang Zhixing responded: "You mean, practicing martial arts is about training strength?"

"good!"

Cheng Tianen nodded, "As long as you are stronger than others, your explosive power and speed will naturally be stronger and faster. The so-called martial arts training is to develop the strength that allows you to defeat others!"

Wu means the power to defeat the enemy! Cheng Tianen continued: "The first realm of martial arts is to temper one's own strength and achieve the state of all the strength in the body. This realm is called 'penetrating power'."

"Pure power, all the power in the body is integrated into one?"

Fang Zhixing frowned and asked, "What exactly does it feel like?"

Cheng Tianen smiled and said, "It's very mysterious to say it's mysterious, but it's also very simple to say it's simple, it's just to twist all the strength of your body into one..."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zhixing's mind moved, and he suddenly drew his sword.

Swish! A knife chopped down!

Sheath the knife!

Cheng Tianen's eyes suddenly widened as a mosquito fell on his thigh.

The mosquitoes were still moving around.

But mosquitoes have no wings!

【Normal Sword Drawing Technique: Perfection】

Cheng Tianen rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it. After a while, he looked up at Fang Zhixing and said in astonishment: "So you are a Guanli Realm warrior?! The man and the sword are one!!!"

Fang Zhixing thought to himself, "As expected."

Ever since he mastered the full-level ordinary sword-drawing technique, he had a vague feeling.

He is much stronger than ordinary people, and he kills people as easily as killing chickens! Cheng Tianen asked, "Who is your master?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head: "I don't have a master, I practiced on my own."

"What, you trained yourself to the Penetration Realm?!"

"You are still practicing swordsmanship!!"

Cheng Tianen was horrified, "There is a formula for practicing martial arts: first punch, then kick, then weapon!

Boxing and kicking kung fu are the easiest to practice.

But even if a person practices martial arts, has a master to teach him, and starts practicing martial arts from a young age, it still takes ten to eight years of hard practice before he can break through to the Guanli realm!"

Looking at Fang Zhixing, Cheng Tianen's shock continued to grow. "As for practicing with weapons, the difficulty has increased exponentially, and it will only take longer to practice! Without the guidance of a master, it is almost impossible to achieve 'oneness of man and sword'!"

After hearing this, Xigou cursed inwardly: He is just a cheater, why the hell are you praising him!

Fang Zhixing listened and couldn't help but look at the five young men in the yard.

They are all training their bodies and building up their strength, but they are still far from reaching the state of penetrating strength.

Penetration is the perfect combination of strength and skill, neither of which can be missing.

Those five young men lacked strength and had poor skills, and were far from Fang Zhixing's level.

(End of this chapter)