The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 15 Returning home in glory
Host: Mu Sheng

Refining progress: Firearm shooting 38%
Refining completed: Ba Duan Jin (the Qi of the Defending Force); Flying Throw (breaking through the air); Comprehensive Martial Arts (the Heart of Martial Arts)

World: The human world
Comprehensive Martial Arts: After years of continuous practice of martial arts, your fighting skills have become perfect. With the help of the health-preserving effect, your muscles, bones and tendons have been strengthened, and your internal organs have become more resilient. But you are not satisfied and are determined to go further in fighting.

You began to challenge masters of different fighting styles. Your skills became more mature, but you were not satisfied. You decided to go deep into the mountains and grasslands, fighting with wolves, lions and tigers. You were between life and death all day long, and you understood the heart of fighting.

Fighting Heart: Your mastery of fighting has reached the upper limit of the current skill level. You can easily learn combat skills of the same level and fully master them in a very short time. At the same time, you have a very high perception of murderous intent and strong malice.

It was not until a month ago that Mu Sheng completed the refining of comprehensive martial arts.

This is the skill that took the longest time to refine since I started refining skills, a full seven years.

After such a long refining time, the effect is very significant. First of all, the all-round strengthening of the body has allowed Mu Sheng's physical fitness to reach the peak of the current world.

He is as strong as a weightlifter and as fast as a sprinter.
Even though limited by his body size, his physical attributes in all aspects have reached the highest level.

Coupled with his superb skills, Mu Sheng didn't even realize how strong he was.

Even when facing firearms, Mu Sheng can do it.
You can also block a few more bullets, after all, you are just flesh and blood.

This is also the reason why Mu Sheng chose to refine firearms shooting. If you can't beat them, just join them.

Not shabby.

Thanks to the current strong physical fitness and the previously refined throwing skills.

In just one month, the refining progress of firearms shooting has reached 38%, and it is estimated that it will be completed in another two months.

As Mu Sheng refines and masters more and more skills, he will be able to refine skills of the same type faster and faster.

If Mu Sheng were asked to refine the same level of health-preserving techniques now, he would be able to complete it in a few days, but of course the improvement would be minimal.

Shenzhen Railway Station

After several days of travel, Mu Sheng received a warm welcome just after getting off the train and before he had time to relax.

A hand quietly approached Mu Sheng's pocket, and with a deft flip, a sharp blade appeared between the fingers.

Ma San was secretly delighted. As an old thief, he immediately set his eyes on Mu Sheng.

The bulging shape in the coat pocket was obviously a wallet. It was obvious that he was going out for the first time and he was not on guard at all.

Moreover, he was dressed neatly and cleanly, and looked like a fat sheep.

Just as the blade was about to cut through the pocket, a strong hand suddenly grabbed Ma San's wrist.

A sharp pain suddenly came from his wrist, and Ma San felt like his bones were about to break.

"roll"

Mu Sheng shouted loudly, glared at the thief in front of him fiercely, and pushed him away with his hand.

While pushing the thief away, he grabbed the blade and cut a cut on the back of his hand.

Damn it, not only do they steal things, but they also cut people’s clothes. The local community is so rude.

Anger rose in his heart, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in Mu Sheng's eyes.

The little fat sheep suddenly turned into a big bad wolf.

Ma San was frightened by Mu Sheng's gaze and knew that he had hit a wall.

He didn't even dare to say anything harsh. He covered his painful wrist with one hand and turned and ran.

It was not until he ran back to his hiding place that he felt the pain on the back of his hand.

It was a long and thin wound, with only a little blood seeping out, and it was obvious that only a layer of skin was cut.

"You are so powerful, don't let me meet you again, otherwise..."

"What else?"

"Otherwise I will..." Ma San stared blankly at Mu Sheng who appeared in front of him.

No, brother, when did you catch up?

"Tell me, what else can you do?" Mu Sheng sneered and patted Ma San's face.

"Brother, please spare my life. I, Ma San, am ignorant and have offended you. You can punish me however you want, but I beg you to spare my life."

Ma San fell to his knees with a thud, groaning inwardly. He didn't steal anything, but he offended such a vicious man. With his method and look, he must have killed several people.

For the first time, Ma San regretted that his hiding place was too secretive. If he was killed, he would not be discovered for a year or two.

Thinking about it this way, I became even more scared.

"Don't worry, I'll ask you a few questions, answer honestly"

five minutes later.

"Fuck, you don't know anything, what's the use of you."

Mu Sheng was so angry that he beat Ma San again.

Two years later, Ji Chun
The weather in September is the most comfortable time of the year. Summer is about to pass, but winter has not yet arrived.

Autumn, there is no autumn.

The sun gradually sets, and a figure emerges from the afterglow of the sunset.

He wore a black jacket, dark jeans and a pair of high-top sneakers.

He carried a large bag on his back and held another in his hand.

"Oh my god, isn't this Bingkun from the old Zhou family?"

"That's true. I heard he went to Shenzhen to work a few years ago. He must have made a fortune."

"What do you mean by profound? It's Shenzhen. The Zhou family is really blessed. These three children are all great."

Mu Sheng carefully avoided the pits on the ground and nodded to the neighbors from time to time.

After a while, I returned to Zhou's house again.

Looking at the familiar small courtyard in front of me and smelling the faint scent of natural fertilizer in the air.

Emmmm, it still has that stinky smell.

He pushed the door open and stepped inside.

It was just past dinner time. Zheng Juan and Li Suhua were cleaning the house. At the middle table, Guangming was doing homework with Zhou An.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, everyone looked up at the same time.

slap~
When Zheng Juan saw the person she had been thinking about day and night suddenly appear, she lost her grip on the plate in her hand and it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Dad~", little Zhou An rushed forward first.

"Kun'er, why didn't you tell me you were back?" Li Suhua looked at her son who suddenly appeared in surprise.

Without bothering to pick up the debris on the ground, Zheng Juan also walked forward, looking straight at Mu Sheng, speechless.

Mu Sheng threw the bag in his hands and on his back to the ground, picked up his son with one hand, hugged his wife with the other, and sat down at the table.

"Brother Bingkun." If Guangming hadn't been disabled in his movements, he would have rushed over long ago.

Touching Guangming's head and thinking about the skills he had refined now, Mu Sheng also had a plan for Guangming's eyes.

"Kun'er, why did you come back suddenly without telling me?" Li Suhua said again.

"I want to give you a surprise. How about it? Are you surprised?"

"Surprise, of course it's a surprise." Li Suhua choked up a little, holding Mu Sheng's hand and looking at him carefully: "Kun'er, you have lost weight. You must have suffered a lot outside in the past two years!"

"What kind of hardship do you think I'm enduring? Look at the way I'm dressed. Do I look like I'm enduring hardship? Didn't I tell you in my letter that I'm making a lot of money?"

"Aren't they afraid that you would only report good news and not bad news? You said you were making money not long after you arrived, how could anyone believe that? Then you said you were opening a factory, it's getting more and more mysterious. Kun'er, tell me honestly, how have you been these past two years?"

Seeing Zhou's mother's face full of disbelief, Zheng Juan pretended to believe it but couldn't hide her worry.

Mu Sheng was speechless. He was right. What he said in the letter was indeed hard for Li Suhua and the others to believe.

After all, the flow of information is restricted, and most Chinese people are unable to access and feel the tremendous changes brought about by reform and opening up.

"Okay, I'll explain it to you in detail,"

(End of this chapter)