The weather was gloomy, as if it was going to rain.
Wen Rensheng naturally didn't care about the weather and continued to practice his already rudimentary mysterious fighting skills at the backyard training ground.
The fighting skills he practices are based on traditional martial arts, with original martial arts special effects.
When fighting, dragons and tigers leap with great momentum, strong winds blow and dust flies.
Since he has alien powers, what a waste of his talent if he doesn't add some special effects?
The reason why he formally proposed to his family yesterday that he wanted to practice boxing and kicking was precisely because he mentioned "fighting skills" and the time was ripe.
The advantage of him doing this is that it can pave the way for him to enter the alien fighting circle in the future.
After entering the fighting circle, you can create opportunities to find out more about the same-level or higher-level aliens, thereby increasing the possibility of improving the mystery.
As for the so-called opportunity, of course it means "accidentally" knocking the opponent unconscious... and then using the power of the alien species to investigate as a matter of course. Even if he is discovered, it can be said that it is for the other's good and to prevent the other party from being seriously injured...
At this time, Zhao Han, who was at home, was on the balcony on the second floor, peeking at him practicing martial arts.
But at this time, Wu Shanshan was missing on the balcony, and Wang Wenwen was present.
"It's boring. No matter how hard I practice, my flesh and blood body can still surpass the power of naval guns and missiles? I didn't expect that no matter how smart a person is, he will be confused in some fields." Wang Wenwen looked at it for a while and said with great disappointment.
"But those weapons are all foreign objects, and they are not the power that I can use at any time, so I can't install them?" Zhao Han retorted.
"Hmph, the alien species itself is also a foreign object. What's the difference if you bring it alive or not after death?" Wang Wenwen said disdainfully.
So she glanced 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 because it is an industry where a few people with no foundation can make a fortune quickly within a few years based on technology alone.
"Stop reading, I will give you extra lessons later." Wang Wenwen read a few pages and urged Zhao Han.
"I know." Zhao Han responded.
She watched for a while longer, then reluctantly left and sat across from Wang Wenwen to read.
After a while, the sound of two people talking suddenly came from the backyard.
Wu Liansong's voice: "A Sheng, you said yesterday that you wanted to practice boxing. Have you really made up your mind?"
"I have 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 and said: "Okay, actually I can teach you. When you master your fighting skills, I can also recommend you to join some alien fighting circles."
Wen Rensheng's eyes lit up, this opportunity came so quickly.
Sure enough, there are benefits to being an honest person. If he is a scumbag like Ouyang Tian, will Lao Wu consider him lucky if he doesn't "KO" him now? Will he teach him fighting skills 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 him one by one.
So he said happily: "This is great, I will pay you the tuition fee according to the market price."
"Okay, don't play that trick on me. You young people know everything so clearly. Isn't it interesting? As long as you live up to Shanshan and don't let go of women like your father, everything that belongs to me will be mine in the future.
Yours." Wu Liansong said angrily.
"Well, Lao Wu, your attitude has changed a bit 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 what's going on with her. You absolutely, absolutely cannot 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 to say so generously and confidently."
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Wu Liansong's face turned red, he raised his fist and struck.
"You're welcome," Wen Rensheng dodged lightly and said bluntly, "I just wanted to see my father-in-law's fighting skills."
The two then started fighting on the backyard training field.
For a moment, the sound of punches was loud, the sleeves were stretched, and two figures were fighting.
"Oh, no, Teacher Wu and Teacher Wenren are fighting!" Zhao Han turned around and shouted.
"Okay, it's just a routine discussion between experts, there won't be a real fight." Wang Wenwen comforted her.
Zhao Han wondered: "Am I wrong? I think Teacher Wenren's attitude is very serious."
Obviously, this time, Wang Wenwen's cleverness was misled by his cleverness.
Wen Rensheng was indeed beating Wu Liansong very seriously. Although his punches were not hard to the flesh, the mist was still rising and he was using too much force with his moves.
It's a pity that the opponent's advanced perfect fighting skills are not fake. He can dodge in time every time and counterattack without leaving any loopholes for him.
After fighting for a while, Wu Liansong jumped out of the training ground and rubbed his arms: "Boy, do you have a problem with me?"
"No." Wen Rensheng said with a confused look.
"Then why are you working so hard? Don't you know how to respect your elders?" he said dissatisfied.
"As I said, I am an honest person. Since you want to teach me, of course I have to study seriously. Only by being serious can I learn something."
"That's the truth, but my intuition tells me that you have other purposes." Wu Liansong didn't believe it.
"There is no other purpose. By the way, today I will recommend a mutant fighting circle to me. I will find someone to practice with when I have nothing to do. If I always practice alone, it will not have much effect." Wen Rensheng changed the topic smoothly.
Wu Liansong did not continue to pester, and said: "Okay, I'll put you in a group first. But you are a newcomer, so you have to learn to keep a low profile. People who play fighting are very passionate, which is different from those who engage in academics. They don't just talk.
, if you get angry, they will go off to fight."
"I understand." Wen Rensheng smiled with an open-minded look on his face.
Wu Liansong was slightly relieved. This cheap son-in-law had always been steady and cautious, so he should be fine.
And looking at the level just now, the fighting skills have reached an intermediate level or above. I really don’t know how to practice them.
It's probably the special effect brought about by the alien species.
So he took out his cell phone, pulled Wen Rensheng into a group called "Three Mountains and Five Mountains with Invincible Magic Power", and then introduced him to everyone.
"This 'Beiming Youkun' is my son-in-law. From now on, everyone should take care of me. Of course, if I offend anyone, you don't have to care about my face. I'll hit you if you need to." Wu Liansong said in the group.
"Hey, I've never heard of you having a daughter, Lao Wu? A son-in-law suddenly appeared out of nowhere, is it true?" A person nicknamed "Taishan Shi Gandang" replied.
"Don't be verbose, Lao Shi. I haven't chosen a good son-in-law. Can I tell you about my daughter? If you know, why don't you find some crooked nephews and nephews every day to match-match my daughter?" Wu Liansong spoke to his mobile phone.
, said very proudly.
"Taishan Shi Gandang": "Well, you are so arrogant, so let your new son-in-law take a photo, so that we can see your provocative eye, Old Wu."
Wu Liansong glanced at Wen Rensheng, and the meaning was very obvious.
Wen Rensheng sighed, showing off children is indeed one of the biggest hobbies of being a parent.
He fixed his hair, took a photo of himself, and sent it to the group he just joined.
"Uh, do men still need to be beautiful? Lao Wu, your son-in-law is really a bit girly, not like your tough guy style." A person nicknamed "Songshan Bodhidharma" sighed.
"Seniors, this is just the most ordinary photo of me. But I can understand everyone's mood. After all, someone has said that people will always subconsciously doubt things that are far beyond their cognitive scope." Wen Rensheng was very modest.
said.
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"Old Wu, I want to hit your son-in-law right now." "Taishan Shi Gandang" sent out a "fist" emoticon.
"Take me one." A person with the nickname "Huangshan Yijian" replied at the same time.
"Okay, what this young man said makes sense. Don't look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face. Besides, there are fewer and fewer young people who are willing to hang out with martial arts enthusiasts like us. It's hard to find one. Don't scare them away."
"Songshan Bodhidharma" comforted everyone.
"It's okay, you can fight if you want. I don't feel bad, but if you are beaten, don't come to me." Wu Liansong said without caring.
Wen Rensheng nodded secretly, OK, just say this, this father-in-law, today is not considered in vain.