After successfully completing the second side mission, Chu Yiming had accumulated 2000 system points. These points were just enough for him to go through two beginner lottery draws.
However, Chu Yiming wasn't in a hurry to draw the lottery immediately because he wanted to see if he could gather 10,000 system points and try the intermediate lottery in the end.
After all, the Basic Lottery Draw was already so awesome. The Intermediate Lottery Draw should be even more exciting!
Then, the night passed without a word.
Early the next morning, Chu Yiming got up and began to practice his martial arts as soon as the sun rose. However, the location of his practice today was no longer Bao Zhilin's training ground, but the beach.
A group morning exercise at the beach every two days was a request from Huang Feihong, the chief coach of the militia, to his brothers. As Huang Feihong's disciple, Chu Yiming naturally couldn't be absent.
Following that, under Huang Feihong's lead, Chu Yiming began his morning exercise with his brothers from the militia and his fellow disciples.
"Roar…ha. Roar…"
Under Huang Feihong's lead, more than a thousand of the militia brothers, including Chu Yiming and the others, raised their hands and roared in unison!
At this moment, Chu Yiming seemed to feel a manly aura surging out from his group. The shock was far more intense than what he had seen in movies.
Of course, it would be perfect if there was a high-powered sound system next to it and a song called " Men Should Be Self-Strong ".
However, Chu Yiming could only think about it. Unless he taught his brothers in the militia to sing the song "Men Should Be Self-Strong" together, it would be impossible for it to produce the effect in the movie.
Half an hour later, the morning exercise was over!
Huang Feihong slowly put his hands in front of his chest and slowly put them down. Then, he exhaled and turned around to say to everyone,"Alright, today's morning exercise ends here. Everyone is dismissed!”
" Roar! The morning exercise is over!"
The brothers of the militia cheered in unison and then went back to their homes to find their mothers.
In the blink of an eye, all the brothers of the militia had left. Only Lu Lin, his senior brothers, and his cheap master, Huang Feihong, were left by the sea.
At this moment, Eldest Senior Brother Pork Rong suddenly walked over and pulled Chu Yiming with a smile."Junior Brother Chu, don't be in a hurry to go back. How about we play a few rounds first?”
Pork Rong had heard about Chu Yiming chasing away a group of men in black last night when he had just arrived in the morning. Therefore, in order to protect his dignity as his eldest senior brother, he wanted to test Chu Yiming's capabilities and see if he was really as everyone had said, able to chase away a group of men in black alone.
"What's wrong? Senior Brother, do you really want to play with me?"
After hearing Pork Rong's words, Chu Yiming was first stunned, then he nodded and said,"Since Senior Brother wants to play a few rounds with me, then let's play a few rounds!”
In fact, Chu Yiming still respected his eldest senior brother, Pork Rong, very much.
As the most outstanding disciple of Huang Feihong in official history, Pork Rong, whose real name was Lin Shirong, was a famous martial artist in the south at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China. His achievements and reputation were far greater than Huo Yuanjia's descendants.
Huo Yuanjia's descendants were nothing compared to Eldest Senior Brother Pork Rong.
Then, the battle between Chu Yiming and Pork Rong began!
The two of them did not like to waste time. They said they would play two hands and would not hesitate.
Pork Rong stood on the beach, lowered his back, and said,""Junior Brother Chu, come on. Use all your skills and let's end this quickly.”
"Senior Brother Lin, don't look down on me.”
Chu Yiming's expression turned solemn and he immediately entered battle mode. His figure moved, and his footsteps were as fast as a galloping horse. In a few steps, he arrived in front of Pork Rong. Then, he clenched his right hand into a fist and aimed it at Pork Rong's chest with a gust of wind.
"Good!" Pork Rong shouted loudly. His thick right hand blocked his chest, and his left hand turned into a claw. He also grabbed towards Chu Yiming's shoulder with a gust of wind.
"Watch me!" Chu Yiming quickly took a step back and avoided Pork Rong's ferocious claw. Then, he turned his fist into a palm and swept it towards Pork Rong's face like a white crane spreading its wings.
"Good kid, your methods are not bad!" Pork Rong's eyes flashed with praise. Its huge body suddenly dodged Chu Yiming's attack, and its right leg swept across Chu Yiming's lower body like a giant tree.
For a moment, both sides were fighting back and forth. Their punches and kicks were fierce and fierce.
The competition between Chu Yiming and Pork Rong was extremely intense and exciting.
Both of them were using Huang Feihong's unique martial arts. One was as strong as a tiger, while the other was as agile as a crane.
Pork Rong laughed out loud as he got excited,""Good, good, good. Junior Brother Chu, be careful. I'm going to use my full strength.”
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Lin, just bring it on. I'll take it all!”
Chu Yiming also felt great joy. His footsteps became faster and faster, and the moves in his hands also became more coordinated.
"Then I'm coming. Be careful, Junior Brother!" Pork Rong's eyes widened as he roared. He stretched out his fists and followed up with his feet.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the soft beach, three clear footprints appeared. Pork Rong's fists brought about a strong wind. If one listened carefully, there was actually a faint sonic boom!
F * ck, Bright Force?
Chu Yiming's eyes narrowed. He did not expect his eldest senior brother, Pork Rong, to be a Ming Jin expert. He did not dare to be negligent.
Cultivating Bright Force and ordinary routine attacks were two completely different things!
If they were both smashing bricks, the most common way would be to smash the bricks into pieces, but a Bright Jin expert could smash the bricks into pieces. There was no comparison between the two.
Chu Yiming dodged Pork Rong's frontal attack. His body fluctuated, forcing Pork Rong to not dare to attack fiercely.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After another series of head-on clashes, the competition between Chu Yiming and Pork Rong had reached the final critical moment.
However, before the two of them could determine the victor, Huang Feihong shouted,"Alright, that's enough. Don't fight anymore.”
After hearing his master's voice, Pork Rong immediately stopped attacking. He casually wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed loudly at Chu Yiming,"Haha, Junior Brother Chu is really amazing. How long has it been since you came, and you've already trained your martial arts to this level.”
Chu Yiming cupped his hands at Pork Rong and panted,"Hehe, it's you who gave in, Eldest Senior Brother. Otherwise, I would definitely lose in the end.”
"There, there. Junior Brother Chu, you're too polite!”Pork Rong chuckled.
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