Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

The sky is clear and the sun is just right.

Ning Xiu felt that his consciousness was like a small boat, floating in the endless dark vortex.

He had a long, long dream.

The bustling streets in the dream, the sound of hawking, tall palaces, exquisite attics, rugged mountain roads, rumbling thunder, rolling rivers...

Also, the woman in the red dress standing in front of him, when he looked back, he saw her unsmiling, self-indulgent look.

"Ning'er!"

With a piercing scream, all peace was broken at this moment.

In the dense forest, fog filled the air.

The tall and straight trees loomed in the white mist and turned into pitch black.

The mist seemed to be glowing with light, pure white light, and the trees had turned into some terrible, eerie black shadow.

Countless black-clothed assassins sprang out from the forest, brandishing sharp knives, harvesting fragile lives one after another.

Ning Xiu was protected by a person, and ran out in embarrassment.

Hearing that voice, he turned around quickly, and several men in black had already surrounded him.

One of them rushed towards him, only to see that person was condescending, jumped up, and swooped towards him from a height.

The assassin's palms were like holding knives, and he slashed with all his strength from top to bottom.

The turbulent Qi and blood surged and swelled, and all of them flowed into the arms of the man in black, making his arms swell even more, as if he was inhuman.

The man guarding Ningxiu immediately raised his palms, one left and one right, to meet in the middle.

He wanted to pinch the man in black right in the middle and kill him with one blow.

Layers of vigor vibrated and trembled on the man's body, like the strength of a sea wave, rolling a large piece of air, like a stream, rushing from the whole body to his arms.

Boom! ! !

The two collided with each other in an instant.

The guard's two thick arms, which were not much different, were squeezed and deformed in the blink of an eye, congested and swollen, and the skin almost turned black and red.

hum! ! !

The clothes on the man's arms exploded at the same time, turning into pieces and flying around.

The soil under his feet sank suddenly, and his feet were deeply pressed into the ground. When Ningxiu looked again, he saw that the guard's eyes, ears and mouth were bleeding, and he died tragically on the spot.

Woo--

When the bright knife stabbed, Ning Xiu instinctively performed a weird martial art, his chest and ribs were sunken along with the exercise, his delicate robe was torn, and a few drops of blood dripped down the blade.

And the next moment, the man in black slammed Ning Xiu's chest with his palm. He only felt a twinge of pain, and he flew upside down and fell into the rolling river.

His eyes were turned to the sky, and he was swallowed by the muddy water bit by bit...

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed that it only passed for a moment. A faint light gradually enlarged, and Ning Xiu's consciousness became clearer and clearer.

Tiredness, fatigue, and various physical discomforts flooded towards Ningxiu like a tide.

Ning Xiu pulled up a little effort to force his eyes to open, and saw a blurry figure in front of him, a ray of sunlight hit him, and he closed his eyes again, with a "buzzing" tremor, and his mind was full of familiar and strange things. memory.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a wooden bed.

The interior of the house was extremely simple, with a wooden bed on his body, and a small cabinet beside him, on which were placed several earthen bowls with gaps.

Other than that, nothing else.

Ning Xiu sighed deeply, he knew he couldn't go back.

Fortunately, along with him comes a proficiency panel.

Ning Xiu tried to move his thoughts, and a very special syllable suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The Martial Arts panel is open."

Ning Xiu looked at the blue translucent box that appeared in front of his eyes, which contained his name, age and other information.

Then Ning Xiu resolutely and carefully looked at the interface inside the box.

The interface is fairly simple, it says:

"Ningxiu [Jianghu Little Shrimp] blood gas 1700/1720, internal strength 1/1"

Age: 14

Martial arts:? ? ?

This is... The Legend of Heroes? "

Ning Xiu was stunned for an instant, and rubbed his sleepy eyes again to confirm it.

He was a veteran player of this game in his previous life. Although he hardly had time to open the game and revisit the classics after working, he remembered most of the settings in the game clearly, so he recognized him at a glance.

Feixue shoots the white deer continuously, and the laughing book hero leans on the biyuan...

This is a magnificent and grand world, where all kinds of familiar forces, characters and historical events in martial arts novels will appear.

The rivers and lakes in this world are treacherous, there are many sects, and the strong are like clouds.

The imperial court was powerful. In addition to the army, it also set up institutions such as the East Factory and the West Factory to train masters to control people in the Jianghu.

But there are countless masters in the arena, and the most powerful among them treat the court as nothing.

Someone throws a knife without exception.

Someone draws a sword and flashes no one can do it.

Some people ignored the imperial power and dared to show off in the Forbidden City.

There are even gluttons who sneak into the imperial dining room of the palace to enjoy the emperor's delicacies.

This is a river and lake made by one person, but martial arts is everyone's dream.

All in all, Ning Xiu is living in an extremely grand world, and the masters are even higher than the mountains. What kind of changes can his appearance bring?

Although Ning Xiu also longs for the happy life of a knight in the rivers and lakes, it does not mean that he is really willing to come to this world to experience "chivalry and martial arts". After all, swords have no eyes. If one day he dies in Unexpected misfortune, I don't know if I can regenerate?

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world, but when I left the village, I died."

Shaking his head, throwing away those unrealistic thoughts in his mind, Ning Xiu got up.

Pushing open the door, he stopped in front of a large water tank, rolled up his sleeves and washed his face with clean water. With too much force, some water spray wetted the clothes and stuck them tightly to his body.

Under the thin clothes are bulging and strong muscles, hard and brave, full of an indescribable sense of strength.

This is a feeling that Ning Xiu has never experienced, specifically——

Fourteen years old this year, afraid of school violence.

Although this body is still young, it seems to have learned martial arts, and its physical fitness is excellent, even far exceeding Ning Xiu's peak state when he was in his prime in his previous life.

But there are very few memories about his identity in this world in his mind. He only remembers that he was born in an extraordinary life, was robbed and killed on the way, unfortunately fell into the river, and was rescued by the villagers.

As for the others, I don't know at all.

After Ning Xiu finished washing, he stood on the dirt path at the door.

At a glance, there are flowers and weeds around, and as the dirt road winds, there are a few houses tens of meters away, with smoke rising from the roofs.

"It tastes bad in my mouth... I wish I had a cigarette."

Ning Xiu smacked his lips, and naturally touched his pockets, but there was nothing. He casually picked up a weed and held it in his mouth. It was better than nothing.

But after all, it is a handsome face bestowed by God, and at the moment, holding a piece of dog's tail in his mouth, he also looks handsome.

At this time, a person came.

"Are you feeling better?" A ten-year-old girl opened her clear eyes and looked at Ning Xiu and asked cautiously.

She is the granddaughter of the village head. After the villagers rescued Ning Xiu yesterday, the village head asked her to take care of Ning Xiu.

"May I ask who you are?"

Ning Xiu fell into a coma yesterday and didn't regain consciousness until this morning. He only heard the voice somewhat familiar, so he couldn't help asking.

Seeing Cui Cui's eyes bright, she replied a little timidly: "I am Cui Cui, you were in a coma yesterday, and I was taking care of you."

Suddenly looking at the cakes on the plate, she said, "I haven't eaten, why don't you eat some of this first."

Ning Xiu heard the words and looked, the little girl was holding a snack box in her hand, and when she opened it, several light brown pastries were revealed inside.

Looking at plums produces fluid, looking at cakes is hungry, Ning Xiu just got up and didn't feel hungry, but now when he saw the food, his stomach growled, Cuicui pursed his lips and smiled.

"Is it tasty?"

Ningxiu feels like eating matcha mousse. It is fragrant and fragrant, soft and soft, sweet and cool. The aftertaste is a bit bitter, and it feels empty after eating.

He was so hungry that he ate two more pieces, only to find that they were soft and delicious. After chewing lightly, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root overflowed. He praised, "Delicious, you made this?"

Cui Cui blinked her eyes, looked at Ning Xiu's face and said, "En."

Seeing that there was one piece left in the box, Ning Xiu licked his lips, held back his hunger, and handed the last piece to Cui Cui.

"You don't eat?"

Seeing Ning Xiu handing the osmanthus lotus root cake to her mouth, Cui Cui never thought that he would do such a thing, she was at a loss.

Cuicui's little face is slightly red, so red is so cute.

"It's Meng Lang, girl, I'm sorry." Seeing her like this, Ning Xiu suddenly thought that this is not the modern age, and it would be indecent to feed a big yellow girl, so she quickly apologized and put the snacks back into the food box.

"Um."

Seeing Cui Cui turn her head, Ning Xiu smiled, she is really a simple girl.

...

Cui Cui led the way, and the two walked.

After a while, in front of a solid wooden house that was much larger than the villager's house, there was a piece of bluestone the size of an abbot, on which squatted a man with disheveled pale hair and a suit of coarse clothes.

An old yellow dog was lying on the side, sticking out its tongue.

"Grandpa!" Cui Cui shouted and ran over.

But Ning Xiu slowed down and saw many pigeons flying around the man, vying to eat the peanuts in his hand, and a bag of peanuts was exposed from his arms.

Seen from the side, the man is very kind and kind. But his face is wrinkled and mottled, probably because of the weather.

"Wow woof woof..."

The old yellow dog noticed that the stranger was approaching, and immediately barked wildly. He turned towards Ning Xiu, slightly bent his forelegs, and the roar from his throat immediately scared away the wild pigeons.

The man turned his face, saw Ning Xiu, slowly propped up his crutches, and said, "Oh, young man, you finally woke up...you just woke up, how is your body?"

As he said that, the old man hit the stick with his crutch, and the yellow dog whined suddenly and put away its tail.

Upon hearing this, Ning Xiu imitated his memory and made a clasped fist: "Don't worry, old man, I'm already much better, but I can't remember anything from the past."

"That's it—it's all right, come and sit in the house, let's talk slowly." The old man twirled his beard and pondered for a moment, supported by Cuicui, and led Ning Xiu into his wooden house.

Ning Xiu looked at this wooden house slightly: there are two floors, the lower floor is fenced for cattle, pigs, chickens and ducks, and the upper floor is for people.

Although it is not a gorgeous residence, it is also the largest house in this village.

So Ning Xiu thought about it, and the person in front of him must be the village head of Luxi Village.

"There's a visitor at home." The old man called out as soon as he opened the door, turned around and said to Ning Xiu: "There is nothing in the humble house, please make do with it."

Ning Xiu smiled, didn't say anything, and found a seat to sit down.

I thought: According to his words, I should be a rescued outsider, but I have no way of knowing who I am.

The two chatted for a while, and Ning Xiu knew more or less about the situation.

On the way, the village head went to the back kitchen and turned back. Finally, the vegetables were arranged, the woman made the juice, and of course, there was a plate of fried pork slices, which was placed in front of Ning Xiu.

The cook was an old woman who was about the same age as the village head, wrapped in black crepe, her hands were full of wrinkles and calluses, strong and strong, she set the meal and left by herself.

The village head and Ning Xiu sat down to eat, and brought a plate of persuasion, filled with wine and a soup bucket, and boiled a few cups for Ning Xiu to drink.

Ning Xiu felt that the old man was hospitable and warm, and relaxed a little.

After a few glasses of wine, I didn't get drunk.

The meat Ningxiu also had a taste of it, and the village chief smiled even more when he saw that Ningxiu just tasted it and then stopped pinching it.

"The food is delicious... Our place is remote and there is not much good food." The village head blushed.

Ning Xiu put down his chopsticks: "I am a dying person, fortunately, I was rescued by the old man, and I will definitely repay it in the future."

"Don't talk about this, come, drink!" The village chief waved his hand and picked up the wine glass again.

After a meal, Ning Xiu suddenly missed his previous life. Although the world of martial arts has infinite charm, he has lived in this world for many years, and he still can't get used to eating and drinking for a while.

When he was full of wine and food, Ning Xiu left some scraps of silver as food money.

The village head naturally refused in every possible way, until Ning Xiu said that he might live in the village for a few days, and he had to trouble them with something, and said some polite words, before letting the old man accept.

"Xiu Xun said that if there is anything to do, he will come to the old man's house." After the village chief sent Ning Xiu away, he secretly wondered: when he was rescued, he didn't have a penny, why did he suddenly have a sum of money?

Of course he didn't know that Ning Xiu had a magical item bar where items could be stored.

As long as he moves his mind, he can take out the corresponding items according to his own requirements, which is very convenient.

The first ten chapters are written in a lakwa, and the readers will be worried about it, but the rest will be normal.