Macross

Chapter 380 "Kung Fu"

"Good people don't get rewarded, I want to be a bad person, bad person!" Ah Xing's hysterical cry sounded in the open field.

On the other side, Ji Ming's mind is full of the agreement with A Xing Huashan to discuss swords.

"I don't know how much Ah Xing's martial arts has improved. I want to practice hard. In the future, Huashan Lunjian will not lose to him!" Although he didn't get the guidance of a famous teacher as he wished, the neighbors of Zhulongzhai more or less knew both martial arts, and even It's not a unique martial art that can't be passed on, so he quickly learned a few sets.

It's just that these sets of boxing techniques are very general, and it's okay for physical fitness. It's just a dream to become a master.

The children of the poor have long been in charge of their families. Whether it is A Xing or Ji Ming, they left the orphanage when they were teenagers and started to rely on themselves.There is nothing they can do if they are not self-reliant. The orphanages they regard as their homes are either occupied by gangsters or resold because they have no money to support them. In this turbulent society, loving institutions like orphanages cannot be opened at all.

Ah Xing lived on the street and became a gangster.

As for Ji Ming, he sells newspapers to make ends meet during the day, and sleeps with the homeless in the dilapidated warehouse of Zhulongzhai at night.

"There is a room upstairs, let me live in it for you first!" On this day, the charter woman found Ji Ming and said, "If you have money, you can pay me some rent. If you don't have money, forget it. Anyway, it's vacant, and it's vacant. It’s better to live alone than to leave it there.”

After she finished speaking, she didn't say much, and gave Ji Ming the key before turning around and leaving.

"In this world, there are still good people." Ji Ming was very moved.

Not long after moving in, a tenant came to the next room. It was a young man named "A Qiang" who worked as a coolie with great strength.He is not sociable and doesn't like to talk. People who don't know him at first glance will think that this person is very badass and difficult to get along with, but in fact he is very warm-hearted, but he is not good at expressing it.

Coolie Qiang saw that Ji Ming was a child and was born as an orphan, so he often made dinner for two and invited him to eat together.

As time went by, the two gradually became acquainted and became friends who forgot the years.

"The masters in this arena are divided into five levels: third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, top-notch, and peerless. If you can become a third-rate master, you can walk the rivers and lakes alone without worrying about being bullied by bandits and bullies." Coolie Qiang told Ji Ming like a storyteller: "However, even a first-class expert cannot resist firearms, so if you are going to travel far in the future, you'd better get a pistol for self-defense."

Regarding this, Ji Ming asked yearningly: "Aren't top masters and peerless masters afraid of pistols?"

"I don't know how strong a peerless master is, because I have never seen that kind of person, but a top master, unless he is bombarded with cannons and tanks, ordinary firearms can't hurt him at all." Coolie Qiang also looked yearning, Said: "It is said that Huoyun, the ultimate killer king, was rounded up by a group of people with foreign guns, but his speed was faster than bullets. Not only did those people not hurt him at all, but they were all killed by him. gone."

Because it was a child, coolie basically knew everything except that he didn't reveal his identity.

Perhaps, this is because he is unwilling to withdraw from the arena, and his subconscious is making the last struggle.

"I will definitely become a peerless master!" Ji Ming said.

"Yes, yes." Coolie wanted to teach him his twelve-way kick, but he thought of the grievances and grievances he had borne, but he didn't dare to teach him, for fear that one day he would harm this innocent boy.However, in the following days, when he occasionally practiced kicking his legs in the morning, he didn't deliberately avoid Ji Ming.

So naturally, Ji Ming learned to bounce his legs in a plausible way, practicing hard every day.

This time, a total of three years passed.

On this day, a sissy middle-aged man came to Zhulong Village and opened a tailor shop.

"Young man, who did you learn to do the [-]-way kick?" This morning, the tailor walked up to Ji Ming who was practicing.

Of course, this is not because Ji Ming practiced well, but because he was too poor.

Paradoxically, painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, and the kick kick practiced by Ji Ming is not a first-class martial art at all, but a fake move that is inferior to ordinary martial arts.The tailor could see the origin of this set of legwork because Ji practiced it every day and dangled too many times in front of his eyes.

Otherwise, once or twice, let alone him, the charterer and his wife would not be able to tell.

"What is Twelve Ways?" Ji Ming looked confused.

At this time, he was more than ten years old, because he had published some articles in newspapers and had a meager fee for the manuscript, so he could practice martial arts for a long time without working.But that's all, he doesn't have a lot of spare money, let alone seek advice from a famous teacher, how to survive after leaving the pig cage village is a problem.

Therefore, he has never become a real man in the world, nor has he been exposed to real martial arts.

"You don't know what you practice?" The tailor was stunned.

"This is the kick part of my self-created martial art 'The Strongest and Invincible Great Zhou Tian Shen Gong in the Star Universe', what's wrong?" Ji Ming said innocently, after all, he was still a child.

tailor:"……"

"The appearance is similar, but it seems that the twelve-way kick kick is really lost." The tailor shook his head, took out a boxing book, and gave it to Ji Ming.

Of course, it wasn't his housekeeping skill, Iron Wire Fist, but an ordinary boxing method he created based on Iron Wire Fist.

"Although this boxing technique is not very good, you can become a master if you practice it deeply. As for whether it is third-rate or second-rate, it depends on your own talent." Said the tailor.Regarding this, Ji Ming's eyes lit up, and he said, "Can I use it for reference in my 'Star Universe's Strongest Invincible Great Zhou Tian Shen Gong'?"

At this time, he was just a child after all, and he didn't understand anything.

Fortunately, the tailor didn't care at all, and said with a smile, "Yes."

So, after the plausible kick, Ji Ming learned a weakened version of the iron fist.

"My name is Jiang Bao, and I'm also from the martial arts world. Shall we practice together?" said a silly boy.

Regarding this, Ji Ming was speechless, and said: "No, no, I can't let you see my martial arts, otherwise I wouldn't be a unique skill!"

Two years later, Zhulongzhai added a newcomer, a master who made breakfast.

Maybe it was a coincidence, or some hidden fate, Ji Ming got an incomplete set of Goro Bagua sticks from him.So, in addition to fists and kicks, his "The Strongest and Invincible Great Zhoutian Divine Art in the Star Universe" has added a weapon skill, although it is equally simple and not perfect.

But he thinks it is a peerless martial art, and he has been practicing it for ten years and has never slack off.

"This kid, he can't practice martial arts and become stupid, right?" Bao Zugong said to Bao Zupo.

"He's not stupid, he's just too naive." The charter woman sighed.

At this time, nine and a half years have passed since Ji Ming came to Zhulong Village, and it is not far from the ten-year appointment of Huashan Lunjian.

"Wait, I'm calling someone, buy you a coffin!" At this moment, Ah Xing was throwing a "cloud piercing arrow", blowing the hat of the second master of the axe.

(End of this chapter)