Chapter 64 Marriage Proposal
Chapter 64 Marriage Proposal
As soon as Lin Mu stepped off the stage, he heard light, hurried footsteps behind him.
Zou Wanru emerged from behind the tree, her pale yellow shirt resembling a cluster of locust blossoms blown away by the wind in the shadow of the locust tree.
She clutched the handkerchief in both hands, her knuckles forming tiny knots under the thin silk fabric, her lips pursing and releasing repeatedly.
Until Lin Mu saw it: "Looking for me?"
"Hmm." Wanru bit her lip before saying, "I...I want to propose to you."
"I?"
"Why me?"
Lin Mu understood the principle that anything unusual must be suspicious. The two of them had no interaction in normal times, and he wouldn't agree to a marriage proposal even if a celestial beauty came along.
I like you.
"Can we consummate our marriage tonight?"
"Huh?" Zou Wanruo's face flushed red instantly, burning from her ears to her neck, and even the back of her hand holding the handkerchief turned pink.
She took a half step back, her lips moved several times, but she didn't say anything.
She herself said that she liked Lin Mu.
Fortunately, Hu Xiaoying rushed out from behind the tree, grabbed Zou Wanruo's arm, and glared at Lin Mu fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about! My cousin has her reasons!"
Zou Wanruo took several deep breaths before confessing.
"Yan Hua asked my uncle to marry me."
My uncle refused for the time being, citing the fact that my parents were not around.
"But Yan Hua is about to reach the Transformation Realm and is becoming increasingly favored by my uncle. I'm afraid..."
"But this has nothing to do with me."
"The direct descendants of the Zou family are a prominent family in Fuzhou. I can recommend them for the state examination. Fuzhou has far more martial arts resources than Heyuan."
"The Zou family has close ties with the sect. With a letter of introduction, joining the sect is just around the corner."
Wanru's voice was as sweet as a nightingale's, but she never said anything substantial.
Lin Mu has seen plenty of the art of empty promises, but the direct descendant of the state government is surnamed Zou, so he must possess the complete version of the body-forging technique, and Yan Hua and he are practically mortal enemies.
In the end, he nodded and agreed.
"When my uncle asked again, I said I wanted to arrange a marriage between you and me."
Zou Wanruo relaxed her shoulders, clasped her hands in front of her, and performed a very solemn curtsy.
Before she could even speak, Lin Mu had already turned and walked out.
After taking two steps, her voice sounded behind him again, much softer, stammering, "When we go to the state examination... could you bring Senior Brother Liu Qing with you?"
Lin Mu paused and turned around. He racked his brains—who was Liu Qing?
Finally, the image focuses on Junior Brother Liu, who is standing in the same stance as Senior Brother Zhou.
Lin Mu raised an eyebrow: "So you're afraid your lover will suddenly die, so you're dragging me down with you?"
Zou Wanruo's face flushed again, but this time she didn't lower her head. She retorted very lightly and quickly, "He is not my lover."
Hu Xiaoying burst out laughing, and Zou Wanru pinched her arm.
......
The next three days were the first round of martial arts exams.
Lin Mu did not fight; instead, he hid on a broken bamboo chair at the entrance of the Zhenhe Gang and observed.
The main focus is on studying the boxing techniques, aiming to replicate them as much as possible and fully master the movements.
first day.
Mountain-Crushing Fist.
A rogue cultivator from another town was forced to the edge of the arena. When he turned over, his punching momentum had already weakened. Suddenly, his left foot slammed into the ground, and his body moved three feet to the side. His right fist twisted out directly from his waist and hips—a short-distance power release. The path of the force was half that of the Zhenshan Fist, but the explosive power was more concentrated.
The martial arts are in a state of slight heat, and the Mountain-Crushing Fist has reached 1/100th of its full potential.
the next day.
Dragon-Entwining Hand.
A rogue cultivator wielding the Dragon Entangling Hand technique collided with Zhao Guo's twin swords.
Zhao's two swordsmen, one strong and one gentle, have achieved a 23-game winning streak in the outer city, making them a strong favorite to advance to the round of 16.
The five fingers of the Entwined Dragon Hand coiled like dragons and snakes, gripping the back of the steel blade. The soft force then flowed along the blade and wrapped around the wrist, causing Zhao Guo's entire right arm to be pulled to the side.
Zhao Guo reacted extremely quickly. He used his left hand to slash with the soft blade, then withdrew his fingers from the Entwined Dragon Hand and changed his move. He used both hands to grab the blade of the soft blade, and with his two thumbs exerting force at the same time, both the hard and soft blades fell to the ground from his hands.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Lin Mu nodded in approval after reading it. Unlike the tearing action of the Wolf Claw Kung Fu, the Dragon Entangling Hand follows a winding path, with finger force like a snake coiling around a tree, tightening more and more.
He put the Dragon-Entangling Hand into his possession.
Day three.
The monument breaker.
A rogue cultivator punched his opponent's arm guard, but the arm guard didn't break. Instead, the opponent's arm drooped down and he couldn't lift it.
The fist trembled three times with the slightest touch as it made contact with the arm guard, each time driving the force deeper into the arm guard—the force penetrated the guard and acted directly on the muscles and bones.
Unlike the steel wire penetration of the Iron Wire Fist, the Monument Breaker relies on a secondary force exerted at the moment of contact, with the force driving in like a chisel.
After three days of observation, he replicated seven new boxing styles: Mountain-Crushing Fist, Dragon-Entangling Hand, Stele-Breaking Hand, Heart-Piercing Fist, Stele-Splitting Fist, Vajra Fist, and Spirit Fox Fist.
The boxing techniques displayed in the column were piled up in a long, dense array.
Ling Feng has already escaped, and Yan Hua is about to reach the Transformation Realm. They must have a skill to defend themselves.
……
That night, Lin Mu returned to the courtyard and stood under the old pear tree.
The moonlight illuminated the claw marks and fist prints on the broken pear tree stump clearly.
He replicated each of the seven new boxing techniques one by one, and then practiced them punch by punch.
经过一番努力,崩山拳大成18/100,缠龙手大成15/100,破碑手大成20/100,穿心拳大成18/100,裂碑拳大成17/100,金刚拳大成16/100,灵狐拳大成19/100。
After finishing the last exercise, the moon had already dipped below the rooftop.
Sweat soaked through his gray short-sleeved shirt, leaving a circle of shadows on the ground.
He closed his eyes and practiced all the boxing techniques he knew from beginning to end.
The eighteen styles of boxing—Changfeng Fist, Menghu Fist, Zhenshan Fist, Mangniu Fist, Fanyun Hand, Polang Palm, Luoyan Palm, Tiexian Fist, Chansi Hand, Chanlong Hand, Lieshi Claw, Tiexiu Gong, Bengshan Fist, Pobei Hand, Chuanxin Fist, Liebei Fist, Jingang Fist, and Linghu Fist—operate within the body.
He was searching for the resonance of thousands of rivers overlapping in the same eddy, actively adjusting the force distribution, using explosive force to break through defenses, sinking force to solidify, and layering force to advance layer by layer, repeatedly testing the triggering conditions of the fist posture.
It wasn't until he threw hundreds of punches that he grasped the secret.
He suddenly swung his fist, a very faint golden color appearing on it, and his fist power surged, becoming more than 30% stronger.
The force of the punch swept across the broken pear tree stump, adding several new cracks to the wood.
The punching power is 4/10000, a huge improvement, doubling again...
If you can land one punch out of twenty attempts, that's considered a significant improvement.
He had just draped his towel over his shoulder when someone suddenly banged on the courtyard gate.
The sound was soft, urgent, and muffled, and it was particularly jarring in the quiet night.
The brass rings on the door panel were slammed shut, causing dust to fall from the courtyard wall.
Lin Mu walked over and unlatched the door.
Liu Qing was standing outside the door.
He held a paper lantern in his left hand, the light flickering on half of his face, while his right hand remained suspended in mid-air, still in the gesture of banging on the door.
"Junior Brother Lin."
"It's as if I'm here to tell you that Yan Hua has successfully passed the test and entered the ranks of Transformation Realm martial artists."
"If you want to back out, it's not too late."
Lin Mu waved his hand and said, "Tell Wanruo to proceed as planned."
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