Kaiyuan 9819, December 26, the inpatient department of Xingcheng People's Hospital.

Snow-white walls, familiar smell of disinfectant.

An Qisheng leaned on the hospital bed. To outsiders, he was playing with his mobile phone, but in fact he was focusing on looking at the panel from the perspective:

【An Qisheng】

[Experiences: Bajiquan (47%) Liuhe large gun (42%) Sanhuang cannon fist, Dragon and Tiger big grapple (5%) Gumen Xinyiquan (1%) Dragon roar iron cloth shirt (0%) Hentian fist (0%) Iron palm (2%)......]

【Status: increasingly weak (terminal illness) elixir-level strength state (10%)]

After joining the martial arts museum, An Qisheng gained a huge gain.

Especially after perceiving Wang Honglin's state, his cognition has undergone great changes.

And as his cognition changes, his ability also changes.

Wang Hong's abilities, such as Bajiquan, Liuhe Gun, Dragon and Tiger Catching, appeared percentages, but he didn't know how to compare the abilities of the Three Emperors' Cannon Fist, Eagle Words, Chemistry, Three Emperors' Cannon Fist, etc.

Although this percentage has no direct effect on improving his abilities, it gives him an intuitive understanding of the gap between his own boxing and Master Wang Honglin, as well as his own progress.

One day he got 100% of the money, which means he reached the realm of the Eight-Genocide Master Wang Honglin three hundred years ago.

The most important thing is the state of holding the elixir.

That was the gap between him and the realm of Yuanrong and Bu Dan, and it was also the only thing that was useful to him at present.

As I realized Wang Honglin's state again, after reaching 10% of the state of calculating the calculator, I seemed to be able to slightly inhibit the passage of my absorption of nutrients.

Maybe it's far from cured, but at least I won't eat too much and become weaker and weaker.

This allowed him to see the dawn of recovery.

"Maybe, my disease is because of this ability?"

An Qisheng thought in his mind that his perspective changed:

[Mastered characters: Tanjingshan (one hour) Wang Honglin (ten minutes)]

Using ability requires consuming mental and physical strength. After many attempts, An Qisheng concluded that at this time, the time he can understand every day is limited.

Among them, the little Taoist priest can go through an hour, while Wang Honglin only has ten minutes.

After this time, he will be fully mentally and physically.

Twist ~

A series of knocks on the door interrupted An Qisheng's thoughts.

"Instructor An, classmate An."

Looking up, it was Wang Anfeng and Li Yan.

"It's Mr. Wang and Mr. Li. They've come here and I'm going to bring up something."

An Jianzhong stood up against clinical rest and took the things from the two of them with a smile.

"Class An, we're meeting again."

Wang Anfeng looked at An Qisheng and smiled: "I am also a student of Xuanjing University. Speaking of which, you still want to call me senior."

"Hello Senior Wang."

An Qisheng also laughed.

Although he was admitted to Hyun-kyung University, the only time he went there was to go to take the leave of absence.

At this time, the disease was resolved, but I didn’t have the intention to go to school anymore.

"We are going back to the Demon City this afternoon, so let's see you."

Li Yan closed the door of the ward casually.

"What else is there?"

An Jianzhong brought a stool and asked the two to sit down. When he heard this, he felt a sudden heart: Could it be that the beggar will take revenge?

"Instructor An, don't get me wrong."

Li Yan saw his concerns and waved his hand and said, "Although the beggar Taoist Association is very dangerous, he dare not act recklessly in Daxuan. Besides, even if he wants to take revenge, he will still look for our Martial Arts General Museum."

"What do you mean?"

An Jianzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"To be honest, I originally wanted to invite Ahn to join the Martial Arts General Museum. Later, I learned that Ahn was seriously ill, so I gave up."

Li Yan said, hesitating a little.

Wang Anfeng looked at Li Yan with a somewhat anxious expression.

"Senior Wang has anything to say, just say it."

An Qisheng glanced at Wang Anfeng and spoke directly.

"I....."

Wang Anfeng looked at Li Yan and was a little hesitant.

"Student An asked you to say, just say it, this is your Wang family's business, you can explain it clearly yourself."

Li Yan pushed Wang Anfeng.

"Senior Brother An, that's it."

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth and whispered:

"We looked at the surveillance camera in the martial arts museum afterwards and saw you fighting with that bandit. You were using Bajiquan!"

"Um?"

An Qisheng was slightly surprised and looked at Wang Anfeng: "You..."

"The booth you stopped at was the ancestor of my Wang family. My ancestor was the abandoned baby adopted by Master Wang Honglin. Later, for some reason, the Wang family lost the essence of Bajiquan. I wonder where did you learn Bajiquan from?"

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and he had been holding back these words for a long time.

Even if you look at the current Daxuan, there are many boxing techniques that can match Bajiquan. For the Wang family, the symbolic significance of Bajiquan is greater than that of practical significance.

But if he could recover the lost Bajiquan, it would be a great contribution.

"I'm careless..."

When An Qi heard Wang Anfeng's words, his first thought was that he was too careless.

He had never heard of Daxuan and Bajiquan. The people from the Beggar Association came quickly, so he had to use the Bajiquan that he was best at to fight against the enemy.

But I didn't expect to be discovered by the people from the Wang family.

Be careful in the future...

"Senior Brother An."

Seeing that An Qisheng didn't say anything, Wang Anfeng was a little anxious.

It was Li Yan who saw An Qisheng's hesitation, patted Wang Anfeng on the shoulder, and said, "Student An, don't worry, I, Daxuan, have no idea. No matter where you learn Bajiquan, no one will cause trouble for you. Anfeng and I came this time, just want to ask you to pass on this set of boxing techniques to Anfeng..."

“I can exchange things.”

Wang Anfeng continued.

An Qisheng glanced at An Jianzhong who was sitting beside him peeling apples. The latter nodded and said there was no problem.

Then nodded and said:

"I can teach you Bajiquan, but I have to wait until my injury is cured, and I have a requirement."

A complete boxing technique includes fighting, practicing, nurturing, acting, and several routines.

For example, Bajiquan is divided into large and large frames and Liuhe Guns. After subdividing, there are Baji Frames, six major openings, eight major moves, six cubits, spring and autumn sword, Liuhe Gun, eight stick heads, pure Yang Jiugong Sword and other routines.

It is definitely not something that can be taught by saying a word, otherwise there would be no such thing as boxing lost.

"There is definitely no problem."

Wang Anfeng was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

He was very tempted to agree to any request, and Li Yan frowned.

"What are the requirements of Classmate An?"

Li Yan is very cautious.

Before he came, he had already investigated An Qisheng's information in detail, so he would never dare to underestimate this junior who was two years younger than him.

This student An has been very independent since childhood and has talent in practicing boxing. He entered Mingjin very early and studied very well. He was admitted to Xuanjing University.

And he is very business-minded. Ninety percent of the idea of ​​Anjia having the business today is his.

Judging from his perspective, he is definitely one of the most popular dragons and phoenixes.

A dragon among people suffering from terminal illness, his requirements cannot be low.

An Qisheng glanced at the two:

"I heard that there is a training method in the army that is different from that in the folk..."
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