Mystery Makes Me Strong

The next day, Sunday.

The weather was gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

Wen Rensheng naturally didn't care about the weather, and continued to practice the basic mysterious fighting skills in the backyard training ground.

The martial arts he practices are based on traditional martial arts, with original martial arts special effects.

When the fight started, dragons and tigers jumped, with great momentum, strong winds and dust.

Since he has the power of a different species, if he doesn't add some special effects, what a waste of his talent?

The reason why he formally proposed to his family yesterday that he wants to exercise his fists is precisely because he pointed out "fighting skills", and the time is ripe.

And the advantage of him doing this is that he can pave the way for entering the alien fighting circle in the future.

After entering the fighting circle, you can create opportunities to find out the details of more aliens of the same level or higher level, thereby increasing the possibility of increasing the mystery.

As for the so-called opportunity, of course it is "accidentally" knocking out the opponent... and then use the power of a different species to investigate it for granted.

At this time, Zhao Han, who was nestled at home, was on the balcony on the second floor, watching him practice martial arts.

But at this time, on the balcony, Wu Shanshan was missing, and Wang Wenwen was more.

"It's boring. No matter how hard you practice, uncle is still a body of flesh and blood, and he can still exceed the power of naval guns and missiles? I never thought that no matter how smart a person is, he would be confused in certain fields." Wang Wenwen looked at it for a while, very disappointed.

"But those weapons are foreign objects, and they are not the power that you can use at any time, so you can't pretend?" Zhao Han retorted.

"Hmph, the alien species itself is also a foreign object. What's the difference if you don't bring it with you when you are born, or if you don't take it away after death?" Wang Wenwen said disdainfully.

So she glanced at it twice, then sat back at the desk on the balcony to read a book, which was related to the computer field.

According to her, this industry is the most promising, and it is an industry in which a few people without foundation can make a fortune quickly within a few years by relying on technology alone.

"Don't read it, I will give you extra lessons later." Wang Wenwen urged Zhao Han after reading a few pages.

"I know." Zhao Han responded.

She looked at it for a while, then reluctantly left, and sat opposite Wang Wenwen to read.

After a while, there was a sudden conversation between the two in the backyard.

Wu Liansong's voice: "Ah Sheng, you said yesterday that you want to practice boxing and kicking, did you really make up your mind?"

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me." Wen Rensheng raised his head and said.

Wu Liansong rubbed his brows, and made up his mind: "Okay, I can actually teach you. When you get better at fighting, I can also recommend you to join some alien fighting circles."

Wen Rensheng's eyes lit up, this opportunity came really fast.

Sure enough, being an honest person is beneficial. If he is a scumbag like Ouyang Tian, ​​it would be considered his luck if Lao Wu didn't "KO" him at this time, and would teach him martial arts and introduce him to the circle?

He looked at Wu Liansong. His strong muscles and dark skin were full of explosive power from top to bottom. The relevant data panels were also displayed in front of his eyes one by one.

"Wu Liansong."

"Mystery: 75/102."

"Mysterious composition: ???, extraordinary strength (advanced extraordinary physique, advanced martial arts perfection, ???), ???"

So he said happily: "This is great, I will pay you the tuition at the market price."

"Okay, don't play that trick on me. You young people are so clear about everything, is it interesting? As long as you live up to Shanshan, don't be clingy to women like your father, my things will be everything in the future. Yours." Wu Liansong said angrily.

"Uh, old Wu, your attitude has changed a little too quickly, I really can't accept it." Wen Rensheng said in surprise.

"What can I do? My daughter's elbows are turned outward. But you know about her affairs, and you absolutely, absolutely must not let her go astray." Wu Liansong sighed.

"I will guarantee this," Wen Rensheng hesitated, "The key is..."

"What's the key? I've given in like this, what else do you want?" Wu Liansong said dissatisfied.

Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, "The key is that you don't have anything left. It's really strange that you speak so generously and confidently."

"Boy, you're courting death!" Wu Liansong blushed and punched him with fists.

"Good time," Wen Rensheng avoided lightly, and said bluntly, "I just wanted to see my father-in-law's fighting skills."

The two then fought in the backyard training ground.

For a moment, the sound of punches shook the sky, the sleeves stretched, and the two figures fought together.

"Oh, it's not good, Teacher Wu and Teacher Wenren are fighting!" Zhao Han turned his head to look, and yelled.

"Okay, it's just a routine sparring between experts, it won't be a real fight." Wang Wenwen comforted her.

Zhao Han wondered, "Could it be that I read it wrong? I see that Mr. Wenren's attitude is very serious."

Obviously, this time, Wang Wenwen's cleverness was mistaken by his cleverness.

Wen Rensheng was indeed beating Wu Liansong very seriously. Although it was not punching to the flesh, it was still foggy, and the moves were too hard.

It's a pity that the opponent's high-level perfect fighting technique is not fake. He can dodge in time every time and counterattack without leaving him any openings.

After playing for a while, Wu Liansong jumped out of the training ground and rubbed his arms: "You boy, do you have any objections to me?"

"No." Wen Rensheng said with a confused face.

"Then why are you working so hard? Don't you understand elders?" He said dissatisfied.

"As I said, I am an honest person. Since you want to teach me, of course I have to study hard. Only by being serious can I learn something."

"That's the reason, but my intuition tells me that you have another purpose." Wu Liansong didn't believe it.

"There is no other purpose. By the way, let me recommend the alien fighting circle to me today. If I have nothing to do, I will find someone to practice. If I always practice alone, it will not have much effect." Wen Rensheng changed the subject smoothly.

Wu Liansong didn't continue to entangle, and said: "Okay, I'll pull you into a group first. But you are a newcomer, you have to learn to keep a low profile. Fighting is full of enthusiasm, which is different from academics. They don't just play lip service If they get angry, they will end up fighting with each other."

"Understood." Wen Rensheng smiled, with an open-minded look on his face.

Wu Liansong was slightly relieved that this cheap son-in-law had always been prudent, so he should be fine.

And looking at the level just now, the martial arts has reached the level above the intermediate level, I really don't know how to practice.

Probably another special effect brought by the alien species.

So he took out his mobile phone, pulled Wen Rensheng into a group called "Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains" and introduced them to everyone.

"This 'Beiming Youkun' is my son-in-law. From now on, everyone will take care of him. Of course, if you offend anyone, you don't have to care about my face. You can beat him if you want." Wu Liansong said in the group.

"Hey, I never heard that you have a daughter, Old Wu? Suddenly a son-in-law appeared, is it real or not?" A person nicknamed "Taishan Shi Gandang" replied.

"Stop rambling, Old Shi. I didn't pick a good son-in-law, can I tell you my daughter? If I let you know, why don't you find some crooked nephews and nephews every day to match my daughter?" Wu Liansong turned to the phone , very proud of it.

"Taishan Shi dare to act": "Okay, you are so arrogant, then let your new son-in-law explode a photo, so that we can see, your old Wu has a picky eye."

Wu Liansong glanced at Wen Rensheng, the meaning was very obvious.

Wen Rensheng sighed, showing off babies is indeed one of the greatest hobbies of being a parent.

He tidied his hair, then took a photo of himself and sent it to the group he just joined.

"Uh, do men still want to look beautiful? Old Wu, your son-in-law is really a bit girly, not like your tough guy style." A nickname "Songshan Dharma" sighed.

"Seniors, this is just the most common photo of me. But I can understand everyone's feelings. After all, someone said that people will always subconsciously suspect things that are far beyond the scope of their own knowledge." Wen Rensheng was very humble spoke.

"..."

"..."

"Old Wu, I want to hit your son-in-law right now." "Taishan Shi Gandang" sent out a "fist" emoji.

"Bring me one." A person nicknamed "Huangshan Yijian" replied at the same time.

"Okay, what this young man said is also reasonable. Don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face. Besides, there are fewer and fewer young people who are willing to mix with us martial arts lovers of different races. Finally, come one. Don't scare them away." "Songshan Dharma" comforted everyone.

"It's okay, you can hit as much as you like, I don't feel bad, but if you get hit, don't come to me." Wu Liansong said indifferently.

Wen Rensheng nodded secretly, okay, just say this, this old man, today is not considered in vain.