I opened a Martial Arts Gym in Meiman

You know, if nothing else, over the years, the ever-blooming Journey to the West has no idea how many versions have been remade!

"Extraordinary!" Thinking of this, Huang Wen's eyes slowly lit up, and he couldn't help thinking, "With my current physical fitness, as long as I become familiar with the Wing Chun moves, I will have no problem dealing with that Benson!"

"The only thing you need to pay attention to is firearms. This is Liberty Millikin. Firearms must be taken into account. If I get hit by firearms, I'm afraid I can't escape the fate of Huang Wen's father, Huang Hong..."

"However, I can first investigate the cause of Huang Hong's death. This is the easiest task to complete. Just pry open Benson's mouth and you should be able to get some key information!"

"Take it!" After some calculations, Huang Wen made a decision and accepted the task. With his physical quality and experience, he would be able to have [-]% of his strength in ten days and a half at most. Benson, it shouldn't be a problem!

"Accept the mission!" Huang Wen's consciousness clicked to accept the mission.

"Accept the task successfully, please pay attention to receive the novice gift package." Another small page popped up on the page.

It turned out that Huang Wen didn't notice just now that there was a button in the lower right corner of the task page that looked like a small gift bag. Now, after accepting the task, the small gift bag automatically popped up.

Chapter 3 Character Lucky Draw: Ip Man

Looking at the small gift bag in front of him, to be honest, Huang Wen's heart was still a little excited, because he was familiar with time-travel routines and knew that this small gift bag was his start-up capital!

Huang Wen took a deep breath and didn't do much. He didn't do anything like washing his hands, bathing and burning incense.

As the so-called Xuan does not save the non-krypton and does not change his life, Huang Wen never believed in the above method.

Huang Wen only believed in the flow of cushions, but it was a pity that there was only a small gift bag, and there was no other gift bag for himself.

"Wow! The Golden Legend!" A demonic voice appeared in Huang Wen's ear, of course it was just Huang Wen's hallucinations.

The small gift bag is opened, and there are two lottery roulettes. The first one is the six options of ordinary order, extraordinary, legendary, epic, legend, and myth. What convinces Huang Wen is that the regional scope of each option is the same. .

This is in line with Huang Wen's point of view. There are only two possibilities for opening a package and a card, flashing or not flashing, success or failure, the probability of occurrence is the same, only these two possibilities, after opening, two possibilities collapsed into a possibility.

The inside of the second lottery roulette is divided into three areas, namely character lottery, skill lottery, and item lottery. The three areas are also the same size.

"Let's get started." Huang Wen didn't hesitate. The two lottery roulettes could be turned twice, which could be regarded as a chance for Huang Wen's little pad.

With the sound of "Shuh!", the first lottery roulette spun quickly, and Huang Wen couldn't see where the pointer was pointing at.

Huang Wen didn't know how long it took, or even when the lottery roulette stopped. Anyway, when Huang Wen saw that the pointer stopped at the mortal level, Huang Wen's heart must be disappointed.

Fanjie, without a doubt, is the worst option. Even Huang Wen was thinking, why can't he turn the second lottery roulette first?

"Forget it." Huang Wen shook his head and looked at the second lottery roulette, "Go ahead."

With the sound of "Shuh!", the second lottery roulette also spun quickly, and after a while, the pointer stopped on the character lottery.

"I knew it." Huang Wen shrugged, his own cushion theory was indeed established, but he accidentally cushioned the good gift bag and gave the best result in the bad gift bag.

"Open the novice gift package to get: ordinary rank, character lottery."

"Is it on?"

In front of Huang Wen, two lines of characters appeared again. Huang Wen did not hesitate and agreed directly. This time, it was not the lottery roulette. This time, the gift package was really opened!

With a sound of "bass!", a ray of light flashed in front of Huang Wen.

"Congratulations, you have obtained a mortal character, Ip Man (from the Ip Man series of movies, comprehensively select Ip Man with the best quality in all aspects)"

"Optimal level?" Huang Wen's eyes looked here, looking at the explanation in front of him, Huang Wen nodded knowingly, "It means that you have both the peak martial arts knowledge and combat experience, and the The peak physique? Is this an optimized version?"

"The result of this lottery draw is not bad. At least, it is in the same vein as my current identity. I can have a stronger Wing Chun, and it will help me to complete the third task and carry forward the martial arts hall. !"

"After all, the ability of Ye Wen, the Wing Chun master, is at least above the original Huang Wen! At that time, an extraordinary character lottery will definitely be able to draw even more powerful characters!"

"In this way, Ye Wen and I are really destined!"

Huang Wen shifted his gaze to the word Ye Wen, and the next moment, all aspects of Ye Wen's attributes appeared in front of him.

"Character: Ye Wen."

"Fine: 19 points. (10 points for the peak of ordinary people, 20 points for the human body limit.)"

"Qi: 1 point. (Dark energy, 1 point of energy is equal to 10 points of energy)."

"God: 0 o'clock."

"Skill: Master of Wing Chun, Dark Power."

"Evaluation: Ye Wen, who has the best level, can be called the strongest existence in the universe of Ye Wen. He is the real master of the generation when he touches the dark energy in the ordinary level."

"Is it integrated into the ability of the character Ye Wen?"

"A generation of grandmasters! Darkness? Isn't this from a Chinese martial arts novel? Does it really exist?" Huang Wen's eyes flashed with surprise, and he turned his gaze to Darkness, "Besides, 1 point of vigor is equal to 10 points. Energy, what about divine power? Is it also one to ten?"

Unfortunately, no one answered Huang Wen. Huang Wen now, although he has 1 point of divine power, still has three words not activated.

"The energy at 19 o'clock is already approaching the limit of the human body. It is indeed an optimized version of Ye Wen! Integration." Huang Wen sighed, there was no hesitation, Huang Wen directly integrated into Ye Wen's ability.

"Shhh!" Huang Wen saw that a white light penetrated between his eyebrows, followed by pictures, which were all Ye Wen's accomplishments in boxing throughout his life.

The next moment, Huang Wen's body trembled slightly, and he felt that his body was constantly getting stronger, whether it was strength, speed, or even physical fitness in all aspects, it was improving in an all-round way!

"Crack!" Huang Wen seemed to hear a shattering sound coming from his body. With the sound of shattering, Huang Wen seemed to be eating ginseng fruit, and there was no discomfort in his body!

After a long time, Huang Wen came back to his senses and felt his own power, a power far beyond his imagination, which surprised Huang Wen. Could it be that there is such a big gap between 15 points of energy and 19 points of energy?

Subconsciously, Huang Wen called the system again, but the scene in front of him made Huang Wen rub his eyes subconsciously, thinking that he was wrong.

"Host: Huang Wen."

"Jing: 34 o'clock."

"Qi: 1 o'clock."

"God: 1 point (inactive)."

"Skill: Master of Wing Chun, Dark Power."

"Evaluation: After integrating the character abilities of Grandmaster Ye Wen, you have broken through the limits of the human body, and even approached the power of twice the limits of the human body. You have stepped into an extraordinary level by virtue of your physical fitness."

"Current task: 0/3 (unfinished)"

"Superposition? It turned out to be superposition? Extraordinary? I've entered transcendence now?" Huang Wen's eyes flashed with excitement, he looked at the wooden man pile beside him, and rushed over in two steps, according to the experience in memory , hit the wooden pile.

In the beginning, Huang Wen was a little bit sloppy with his hands, but when his wrist touched the wooden stump, everything became so familiar and it came naturally.

"state!"

"state!"

"state!"

After a long time, Huang Wen stopped, and the excitement in his eyes gradually subsided.

"Huh!" Huang Wen breathed a sigh of relief and looked outside the martial arts hall. This was a strange and familiar world. Huang Wen knew that when he walked out from here, his new life would begin!

Without firearms, he Huang Wen dared to call the last sentence invincible!

Chapter 4 Tony Stark?Marvel?

Huang Wudi...cough, Huang Wen walked out indifferently, and suddenly remembered that he should fix the door first, otherwise, when he came back, I am afraid that the martial arts hall will be emptied, and the fitness equipment in the martial arts hall is still Worth the money!

After a long time, Huang Wen, who had repaired the door lock, walked out of the Wing Chun martial arts hall and came to the streets of Chinatown. How should I put it, this is definitely different from the country where Huang Wen lived in his previous life, but it is different from what Huang Wen saw in his previous life. In Chinatown, there is no difference.

Here, it has the characteristics of combining ancient architecture with modern life. Although it is not a complete inheritance of traditional culture, it can also let the world simply understand how China lived in the past.

Walking on the streets of Chinatown, Huang Wen's mind poured out some memories, about the memory of this Chinatown. The original Huang Wen basically never left Chinatown, except to go to school.

After graduating from university, Huang Wen returned to Chinatown again. In the martial arts hall, he helped his father teach boxing. The young and strong Huang Wen, in addition to his experience may not be as good as Huang Hong, his physical quality is still better than Huang Hong.

"This hot pot restaurant seems to taste pretty good, and there are still acquaintances." It's not too short of time to travel to the present. Originally, Huang Wen didn't eat or drink for several days. Although Huang Wen didn't feel weak now, he subconsciously Yes, Huang Wen still wanted to eat a big meal.

"Xiao Wen! You finally came out. You haven't come out for so many days. We are all worried that something has happened to you!" Huang Wen had just walked into the Bayu hotpot restaurant when the owner Zhong Bo ran over, looked left and right, and lowered the pressure. "I just saw that Benson seems to have gone to your martial arts gym..."

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, I'm fine." Seeing the worry on Uncle Zhong's face, Huang Wen quickly assumed his role and shook his head with a smile.

"Xiao Wen, if you want me to tell you, don't continue to investigate the cause of your father's death." Zhong Bo pulled Huang Wen to a corner where no one was sitting, "Behind Benson's karate gym, there is a strong power, and it must involve black..."

"I know, Xiaowen, your martial arts talent is very good, and your father has praised you more than once, saying that you have surpassed him and can carry forward the Wing Chun martial arts hall!"

"However, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you're still afraid of bullets! Just like your father, although he won, he couldn't hide from the person who put the cold shot behind his back!"

"Uncle Zhong, do you know anything?" Huang Wen's eyes narrowed. Uncle Zhong warned him that he must have heard something, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.

"Alas!" Uncle Zhong sighed heavily, with a somewhat helpless expression on his face, "Our neighbors are very angry about your father's death. Back then, when we were blackmailed in Chinatown, it was your father who came forward to stand up. Come out and help us get rid of those bastards..."

"But unfortunately, even though we have lived here for so long, we are still outsiders, and our relationship network is still far worse than that of the locals!"

There was a vague impression in Huang Wen's memory that Zhong Bo and others helped to deal with Huang Hong's funeral, and even the inheritance of the inheritance was also the relationship that Zhong Bo and others were looking for. Otherwise, it would not have been resolved so quickly, especially in Huang Ask absentmindedly.

"Uncle Zhong, what did you guys hear?" Huang Wen shook his head and stared straight into Uncle Zhong's eyes, "At least, I have the right to know the truth, don't I?"

Huang Wen has some expectations at this time, hoping to directly find out the cause of Huang Hong's death from Uncle Zhong, so that he can directly complete the first task, and he will have a greater confidence to avenge the original Huang Wen!

"I knew, Xiaowen, you won't give up." Uncle Zhong also shook his head, "The karate gym where your father competed is a karate gym on the surface, but there is a dark world underneath it!"

"I didn't get much information. I only found out that there is a headquarters called the Gelian Gang. Benson is the superficial principal of their Gelian Gang."

"And if it's the principal, it's just an obedient dog they let out!"

"What does the Brother Lian Gang do?" Huang Wen looked at the silent quest page in front of him, feeling a little disappointed. He was not intelligent at all. After all, he had also come into contact with the Brother Lian Gang, so he couldn't open it like an online game. One step task?

"They are involved in all kinds of business." Uncle Zhong looked around again and made sure that no customers noticed them in the corner before continuing, "They all have firearms, gambling money, black boxing, health care, and white sugar. Wander!"

"It's just that we haven't figured out why your father signed the life and death certificate, and how did he provoke Gelian Gang..."

"Underground Black Fist... I'll find out!" Huang Wen heard a familiar name, patted Uncle Zhong on the shoulder, and laughed, "However, I won't act recklessly, Uncle Zhong, don't worry!"

"Don't worry, I've already contacted the Star Gang, maybe they can help us." Zhong Bo lowered his voice, "Although your father didn't have a good relationship with them back then, but for the sake of compatriots..."

"Don't bother them!" Huang Wen shook his head decisively. He remembered the origin of the Star Gang, which was a gang organized by a group of martial arts halls. It came to this country earlier than Huang Hong, so he faintly rejected it. Huang Hong.

Especially after Huang Hong covered the entire Chinatown by himself, the Star Gang was even more unhappy with Huang Hong. In a sense, it was Huang Hong who broke the Star Gang's fortune. If it wasn't for the Star Gang to discuss several times. All lost, these things will have the following.

"But..." Zhong Bo opened his mouth and was about to say something, but saw Huang Wen wave his hand.

"Uncle Zhong, I haven't eaten for several days, so quickly boil the pot and serve me some hairy belly, beef and mutton!"

"Hey! Good!" Uncle Zhong shook his head helplessly, helped Huang Wen open the hot pot, then turned around and brought a bunch of hot pot ingredients for Huang Wen. Looking at the slowly boiling hot pot, Huang Wen's mouth was faintly filled with saliva.

After a while, Huang Wen ate a big mouthful. He had to say that people who practice martial arts have a big appetite, and they are not afraid of being hot. Zhong Bo waited until the last table of guests left, and opened the hanging table above. television.

"Our reporter exclusively reported that Tony Stark has developed a new type of missile called the Jericho missile..." The sound of news came from the TV, causing Huang Wen's chopsticks to stop.

who?Tony shit big?Did I hear it wrong?