Horizontal push martial arts

Chapter 9 Cousin

After returning home, Li Mour was going to find a slender little red rope, string the small square cards up close to his chest, and hang them close to his chest, so that he could absorb the potential breath in it all the time.

However, before he finished this matter, he found that the cold aura on the small square card began to weaken, and the progress of absorbing the potential also began to slow down, and it stopped completely after a while.

At this point, Li Mour understood that all the potential in the small dark red square card had been absorbed by him.

And the potential in his attribute information also stayed at 180% progress.

"180%, that is, it provides a total of less than two points of potential..."

Li Mour looked at the potential in the attribute column, and then set his sights on the other statistics and martial arts above.

Just when the potential reached 100%, a green plus sign appeared behind the four attribute data of strength, constitution, agility, and intelligence. Obviously, any one of the attributes could be strengthened directly through potential points.

And the following martial arts also have a plus sign behind them, but the difference is that, except for the plus sign of the Cross Secret Killing Sword that is being practiced, which is green, the plus signs behind the other items are all gray, representing It means that the potential point cannot be improved.

Li Mour thought it was because he had already reached the full level of the rest of the martial arts, but after he paid a little attention to the gray plus sign behind Yangshengquan, a scene that surprised him appeared.

[Lack of key information, unable to continue to improve]

Such a line of small characters emerged from behind.

"It turns out that Yangshengquan can continue to be practiced? What I am practicing now is actually a cut and incomplete version?"

Li Mour looked at the line of small characters that suddenly appeared, and immediately thought of this.

This discovery cheered him up, because it meant that the possibility of the old man surnamed Xia having real martial arts in his hands became higher.

This further strengthened Li Mour's desire to find the old man surnamed Xia.

With the discovery of Yangshengquan, Li Mour looked at several other martial arts, wanting to see if there are similar situations.

But after watching several fighting skills, there was no special reaction. Obviously, those fighting skills were all complete versions.

However, Li Mour was originally in the mindset of trying, so he was not discouraged. After finding that there was no change, he turned his attention to the potential again.

He is hesitant to add this potential to where.

Now, apart from the four attributes that can be directly improved by potential, the only remaining fighting skill is the cross-secret killing sword. After thinking about it for a while, Li Mour directly ruled out the cross-secret killing sword first.

First, he has no other martial arts in his hands for the time being. If he upgrades the Cross Secret Killing Sword, he will fall into an embarrassing situation with no martial arts to practice. important.

So Li Mour decided to add the four attributes first.

"Let's add it to strength for a test. It is difficult to judge the enhancement of the other three attributes through numerical values, but it is clear at a glance how much strength has been increased. Just pass a simple test..."

Li Mourn thought this way and made a decision in his heart.

As the thoughts in his mind changed, the potential points in his vision blurred for a while, from 180% to 80%, and the power attribute also changed from 1.4 to 1.7.

When the strength value changed, Li Mour only felt a heat flow appear in his body out of thin air, and spread rapidly in all directions.

At the same time, the whole body feels like it has just undergone a high-intensity exercise, and the muscles of the whole body have entered the feeling of numbness and soreness.

This feeling lasted only for a short moment, and soon disappeared, just like a hallucination.

"It's only an increase of 0.3, but there is such a big change..."

Li Mour came to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, took off his shirt, looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were full of surprise.

It turns out that he has a body that is far stronger than ordinary people through unremitting boxing practice every day, but because it is not the routine method of exercising muscles in the gym, the muscles of the whole body are not visible, and it looks like a random fitness enthusiast from the gym are stronger than him.

But now after strengthening his strength, the muscles of his whole body have obviously swelled a circle, the muscle lines everywhere are extremely obvious, and the outline of the chest muscles and abdominal muscles are also clearly highlighted.

And it is extremely strong, which is obviously different from the big muscles piled up with protein powder in the gym.

Li Mour also noticed another change in details, that is, the height of the patterns on the tiles on the wall around him was different.

"Even the height has increased..."

He compared it carefully and found that the height increased by about one centimeter.

I found a measuring tape from the toolbox in the storage room and measured it for myself. Sure enough, the original 178 cm increased to 180 cm.

Li Mourn understood that such a change occurred because strengthening strength not only strengthened the muscles, but also strengthened the bones, thus increasing the height.

"With my current strength, even if I don't use the explosive technique in Felai's jab, I'm afraid I can kill an adult with a single punch."

Li Mour looked at the clenched fist, feeling the astonishing power inside and thought silently.

The physical enhancement changes are certainly gratifying, but what excites him even more is that the potential point has proved to be practical.

Li Mour immediately realized that for him, potential is more important than martial arts.

He needs more potential.

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The next day, Li Mour took the small square card and set off for his cousin.

His cousin Wang Shitang, 43 years old, opened an antique shop in the old town of Linhai City, but he is usually not in the shop, leaving only one clerk to look after the shop.

When Li Mour came to the store, the clerk was sitting behind the counter playing with his mobile phone to pass the time, the store was deserted and there were no customers, and Wang Shitang was nowhere to be seen.

Li Mourn was not surprised, he had called before coming, and knew that Wang Shitang was fishing with his friends in the suburbs, and now he was on his way back, and he would be back in the store in a short time.

He sat on the pear wood chair in the lobby and waited. The clerk knew him and knew that he was the nephew of the boss, so he politely made him a cup of tea and brought it over, and put it on the coffee table next to him.

The old city is a key tourist area supported by Linhai City, and it retains many antique buildings, including various shops in that ancient style, which attracts many tourists from other places to visit every year.

Benefiting from this, the business in this area is basically very good, and only Wang Shitang's antique shop is so deserted.

No matter when Li Mour came over, the shop was always so deserted.

That is to say, what Wang Shitang is doing is the business of antiques, which has not opened for three years and has been open for three years. Otherwise, if he switched to other businesses, he would have closed down a long time ago.

"The store is so deserted, how many customers can there be in a day?" Li Mourn asked casually as he had nothing to do.

"You should ask how many customers you can have in a month." The clerk laughed, "Of course, if you count the customers who come in and have a look, there are still more than a dozen customers a day, but you know those customers, just take a look and go out .”

Li Mourn also laughed.

Most of the customers who took a look at it belonged to the type who mistook this place for selling souvenirs. After entering, they knew they had made a mistake, and of course they all went out directly.

Although Wang Shitang's store is not big, everything in it can be said to be "real", as can be seen from the fact that the pear wood chairs are used for customers to sit and rest.

Such a store, how can ordinary customers afford it.

While Li Mour was waiting, a couple of young people who looked like a couple entered the store, and after seeing the furnishings inside, they quickly turned around and walked out.

The clerk has long been accustomed to this scene, and they didn't even say hello when the two entered the store.

After waiting for 10 minutes, a black SUV came to the store and stopped. The door opened, and a fat middle-aged man got out of the car.

"It's still cool inside the store." The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his head with a tissue, and cried out comfortably after pushing the door open.

"Uncle." Li Mour shouted at him.

This middle-aged man is his cousin Wang Shitang.

"Xiao Zhang, help me go to the next door to buy a few bottles of drinks and come back. I want iced ones." Wang Shitang first told the clerk, and then greeted Li Mour, "Go, go to my office on the second floor."

Li Mour followed him up the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor is the same as the first floor, with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters, filled with all kinds of old objects that look very old, but there is an extra Wang Shitang's office, so it looks a little smaller than the first floor.

When the two came to the office, Wang Shitang sat behind the desk and asked directly, "What do you want me to see?"

"Here, that's it."

Li Mour also pulled a chair and sat down, took out the wrapped beads and small square cards from his pocket, and handed them over.

Wang Shitang took it, unpacked it and took out two things. After a brief glance, he shook his head and threw the beads back.

"This thing is a pure modern handicraft. It is everywhere on the stalls outside. It is worthless."

Li Mour was not surprised either. After catching the beads, he casually threw them into the trash can next to him.

"As for this, also..."

Wang Shitang looked at it casually at first, but he gradually became more serious just by looking at it, and a somewhat uncertain expression appeared on his face.

"wait."

He opened the drawer, took out a magnifying glass from inside, and used the magnifying glass to look carefully at the small dark red square sign.

Li Mour knew that his cousin had seen something, so he didn't rush, and looked at the ancient documents on the shelf next to him.

After a while, there were two knocks on the door, and it was the clerk who bought drinks and came up.

The clerk was very polite, and after getting Wang Shitang's permission to open the door and come in, he put the drink on the table and walked out, closing the door behind him.

"You can take whatever you want to drink."

Wang Shitang didn't even raise his head. He was so thirsty that he was completely attracted by the small square card, so he didn't even glance at the drink.

"I'm not thirsty." Li Mour stood up and walked to the shelf, "Cousin, are there real things on it?"

He wanted to try whether these antiques on the shelf had the same potential to be absorbed as the small square cards.

"Of course not, there are real things too, but they are all small items of little value."

Wang Shitang replied casually: "The whole room is full of fakes and a few thieves are recruited from time to time. If they are all real, I will lose all my wealth."

Li Mour was speechless, and suddenly lost some confidence in these "antiques" in front of him.

(End of this chapter)