Proficiency: practice thousands of times

After all, this is real kung fu, in addition to suffering, it also requires everyone's innate aptitude.

The root bone, the comprehension ability should not be too bad, otherwise it would be a waste of time, energy and money to practice.

"The master is not here today, you can come back tomorrow." The man said.

As soon as Wang Yu heard that it was such an unfortunate coincidence, he was about to give up.

Suddenly, at some point, there was a tall, thin middle-aged man with a tuft of goatee.

It seemed that he had just come back from the door, but his feet were silent, and when he walked to Wang Yu's side, he was noticed by the male disciple.

The male disciple immediately said respectfully: "Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Sun Chengshan put his hands behind his back and looked at Wang Yu with his small eyes.

The male disciple immediately continued: "He came to learn martial arts today. You were not here just now, so I want him to come back tomorrow."

Sun Chengshan took a look at Wang Yu, his face remained calm, "Do you know my rules?"

"I know." Wang Yu handed over a neatly arranged stack of star tickets.

There are denominations of ten, and there are denominations of one hundred, adding up to a total of one thousand broken crystal coins.

As early as more than a year ago, Wang Yu's predecessor had already inquired about all the martial arts gyms in the entire town.

Every martial arts gym has to charge tuition fees for recruiting apprentices. Among them, the Wuying Boxing Gym on Qinggang Street has the lowest tuition fee, only [-] shattered crystal coins.

In the past, Wang Yu saved money desperately just to find a way to practice martial arts.

Now Wang Yu wants to try to practice martial arts, not for anything else, but because of a small piece of interface that often appears in his mind.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Terran

Repair: none

Martial arts: none

This small piece of interface, as a game designer, is too familiar.

He learned martial arts to see whether the interface in his mind was an illusion, or a small piece of the game interface that he had not finished designing and traveled together.

Sun Chengshan has seen many people who came to apprentice to him over the years, so he can naturally see that this money is probably Wang Yu's entire net worth.

To be able to hand over the money in such a stable manner, and face him with a calm expression without being nervous or flustered, this is more than most of his peers.

"Where do you live?" Sun Chengshan asked, not knowing if it was because of the money, his tone softened a little.

"Baisha Street." Wang Yu replied with a respectful attitude.

Of course, Mouse Street is not really called Mouse Street, the official street name is Baisha Street.

It's just that later it became more and more dirty and messy, attracting a large number of rat ants, which is why it was privately known as Rat Street.

"Yeah." Sun Chengshan nodded, not far from what he thought.

"Don't worry, I accept students here regardless of their origin, as long as the tuition fee is affordable, I will give you a chance.

Your mind is still calm, so come in. "

Sun Chengshan said lightly, and slowly walked into the yard with his hands behind his back.

Chapter 2 Shadowless Fist

When the disciples in the courtyard saw the master coming back, they immediately practiced more seriously and diligently, shouting louder than ever before.

Sun Chengshan glanced over, showing a satisfied expression, and walked to the edge of the yard.

There is a well-made Taishi chair and a matching small coffee table, which is his special seat.

He didn't sit down at the moment, he just picked up a cup of tea made by his disciple on the coffee table, and said to Wang Yu lightly, "Take a step."

Wang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly glanced at several disciples in the yard who were wearing horse stances, and his waist sank as shown.

It's just that his horse gait is much worse than that of the real Lian Jiazi, and he looks vain and unsteady.

Sun Chengshan didn't care, and stretched out his hands to knead and beat Wang Yu's body.

"Okay."

After a while, Sun Chengshan withdrew his hands and asked Wang Yu to get up.

Wang Yu couldn't see what Sun Chengshan was thinking, so he just followed suit.

"Hezheng, come here." Sun Chengshan sat on the grand teacher's chair and waved to the older disciple beside him.

"Yes, master." Song He said solemnly, and strode forward to the courtyard.

"I only demonstrate three times, and try to write down all the details of my movements."

After Song Hezheng finished speaking, before Wang Yu could respond, he had already put on a posture.

Tighten your stomach and raise your breath, step up and punch out.

Snapped!

The fist was as fast as lightning, piercing the air with a crisp sound.

Then came the second punch, the third punch

Song Hezheng was walking around, his steps were steady with certain rules, moving with the force of his fists.

Wang Yu's eyes widened. What Song Hezheng demonstrated to him was undoubtedly a set of boxing techniques.

Guessing that this should also be a test before becoming a teacher, he didn't dare to be careless at all, and focused on Song Hezheng's every move.

After a while, Song Hezheng's punching stopped abruptly.

"This is the first time."

After a brief reminder, he started punching again from the beginning, his punching steps were still so smooth, and every movement seemed to be exactly the same.

Wang Yu secretly groaned in his heart.

At the end of the first round, he quickly reviewed it in his mind, but he only remembered the amazing punches that Song Hezheng had punched, and more of them were still vague.

After all, he had never been exposed to martial arts before, and he memorized them entirely with his memory.

The second round ended soon, and Song Hezheng played the third round without stopping.

Wang Yu stood motionless, and his eyes never left him from the beginning to the end.

At the end of Song Hezheng's second pass, he had already memorized a lot.

After the third time, he was somewhat sure that he could restore most of Song Hezheng's movements in his memory.

After punching, Song He's expression was as usual, and he couldn't breathe for a while. With this amount of exercise, he couldn't even sweat.

"This is the half set of basic boxing styles of my Shadowless Fist. Show me what you wrote down."

Sun Chengshan had already drank half a cup of tea at this moment, and only after Song Hezheng walked to his side did he speak to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu rarely does things he is not sure about, but this time he can only bite the bullet.

Compared with Song Hezheng, an orthodox disciple, he opened his hands in a posture, which naturally lacked a bit of momentum, and his movements were not quite standard.

Wang Yu couldn't care so much, he forced himself to calm down and restore as many action details as possible according to his memory.

After finishing half a set of basic boxing styles, Wang Yu is quite satisfied with his performance.

In such a short period of time, he thinks that he can memorize so many movements and connect them well, which is already considered an extraordinary performance.

Sun Chengshan nodded when he saw it, "The bones are so-so, but the understanding is not bad."

"Then me." Wang Yu was overjoyed. Although the evaluation was not high, as long as he could practice martial arts, it would be fine.

As long as he can practice a little tricks, he can survive in this world, and he won't go to the mine to die.

Sun Chengshan squinted his eyes and snorted softly, "Don't get too excited, it takes time, effort and money to practice martial arts.

Regardless of the long-term, if you fail to practice the first level of physical training with me within three months, it will prove that martial arts are not for you, and you will have to leave by yourself when the time comes. "

"I've thought it through, please accept me!"

Without even the slightest hesitation, Wang Yu offered the tuition fee with both hands with a firm expression.

That night, Wang Yu stayed in the boxing gym.

The thousand tuition fees are not for nothing. In name, he is now considered a tentative disciple of the boxing gym and can live in the boxing gym.

The courtyard of the boxing gym is quite large, and there are several rows of rooms in the depth.

The room assigned to Wang Yu shared with two other tentative disciples.

One is Wang Sanwa and the other is Li Niushan.

Wang Sanwa is ordinary-looking, small in stature, and doesn't look like a child from a good family.

He is two years younger than Wang Yu.

Another Li Niushan, as his name suggests, is dark-skinned and as strong as an ox. He is [-] this year.

"Brother Wang, we are an old ancestor, we will take care of each other in the boxing gym from now on."

Wang Sanwa approached Wang Yu first, with a lively and talkative personality.

"I'm only tentative. I may be leaving in three months." Wang Yu shook his head.

"Who isn't? I've been here for almost two months, and I haven't even touched a shadow of this body training first level. If I want to leave, I will go first."

Wang Sanwa's bed is next to Wang Yu's. Although Li Niushan is simple and honest, he is a dull gourd and doesn't speak for a long time.

Wang Yu finally came, and he chatted endlessly.

Wang Yu is also willing to communicate, and learned a lot about the big and small things in the boxing gym in advance through Wang Sanwa.

For example, their master Sun Chengshan, who first came to No. 732 Island Town for only three years, has run the boxing gym well.

Relying on his personal strong cultivation base strength.

It is said that with a set of unpredictable Wuying Fist, he has cultivated the fifth level of body forging strength.

In three years, he selected three martial arts masters in a row, and his reputation rose.

About the master Sun Chengshan, Wang Sanwa actually didn't know much. After all, he had only been here for about two months, and he mostly heard what other disciples said.

The next day, early in the morning.

All tentative disciples gathered in the courtyard to start a day of morning exercises.

Song Hezheng showed up an hour late and took the initiative to find Wang Yu.

"You have watched the first half of the basic boxing styles yesterday, and then I will teach you the complete Wuyingquan basic boxing styles.

Practice hard, and try to reach the first level of exercise within three months. "

Song Hezheng encouraged Wang Yu a little.

He is the big brother here, so he is qualified to teach art on behalf of the teacher.

Wang Yu couldn't wait a long time ago, and immediately nodded in response.

Song Hezheng filled in the place where yesterday's boxing routine stopped abruptly, and finished a complete set of basic boxing styles in front of Wang Yu.

No more stuttering until the end.

"You first memorize this set of boxing styles and practice them. Remember, the more proficient and standard the movements, the better the boxing effect will be. If you encounter any confusion during the process, you can come to me." Song Hezheng is not Xu Xu Said unhurriedly.

"Thank you brother for teaching." Wang Yu thanked him.

Song Hezheng nodded, and then pointed to the other tentative disciples.

Wang Yu immediately retracted his gaze and called up the panel in his mind.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Terran

Repair: none

Martial arts skills: Wuyingquan - basic boxing style (can be practiced)

"Have it!"

Wang Yu clenched his fists and watched the panel countless times, but this time there was finally a change.