Comprehensive Martial Arts: Master Zhang Sanfeng

After reading it, it's really funny, haha

Nowadays, writing about mixed martial arts is a dead end, a hodgepodge with no way out. There are also many writing about mixed martial arts at the beginning, but few of them are outstanding.

The setting is good, but I don't like the content. I'll give it up and see you again.

The pig's trotters are real. Goldfinger and Zhang Sanfeng have such a tough background. As a result, I worry about this and that. I am doing self-strategy. The damn person is not dead. There is nothing that can be done to help. People who watch it have toothaches.

The scene between Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu was really awesome, the bullshit was really awesome

Senior Zhang Sanfeng was from the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. He wrote about the martial arts characters before Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, up to Swordsman, and don't mix them with the Tang, Song, Yuan and Qing dynasties. There is no distinction between dynasties and time. During the Yongle Dynasty when Zheng He went to the West, there was a red pill case. This is really funny

Dude, forget it if you can't write. I didn't expect Zhang Sanfeng's conspiracy theory 😅 In Jin Yong, Zhang Sanfeng was almost praised as a god. "In an instant, Zhang Sanfeng felt that the force coming from his palm was extremely powerful. Although he had practiced Kung Fu for decades and accumulated deep strength, the force was not as pure and mellow as his own internal force, but it was gurgling and continuous, and its power was endless and endless. He was startled and looked intently at Zhang Wuji's face. He saw that there was no brilliance in his eyes, but there was a layer of warm and crystal love, which seemed to be The internal strength has reached its peak, and only a few people I have met in my life, such as my master Jue Yuan, the hero Guo Jing, and the Condor Hero Yang Guo, have achieved this level of cultivation. As for the current masters, apart from myself, I really can't think of anyone else who can reach this level." In "Xia Ke Xing", Granny Shi once said: "Shaolin and Wudang have their own martial arts, and it cannot be said that Wudang is better than Shaolin. But Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng is a great master who has shocked the ancient and modern martial arts for hundreds of years. There is absolutely no objection to that.]

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng came from Shaolin, most people will decisively abandon the book

I lost interest after finishing one chapter. I read a martial arts fanfic. Is this a commercial novel with a martial arts label at the beginning, where you look like a businessman doing business?

Dude... What is your theme? Do you just keep talking about it...

A good book, but unfortunately I have no investment opportunities this month 😭😭. Give the author two monthly votes.

Garbage, it's so disgusting to watch, I can't stand it! Shennong is dead!

Is this how Yao Yue Lian Xing ends?

"A boy from this world, a cruel dark corpse king appeared in the elf world. He sat on a luxurious toilet made of gold. He often robbed the elves on the way and asked them: Do you think I look like a human being? If the answer is yes, he will sit back on the toilet with satisfaction. If If you answer no, he will become furious and send out his minions to destroy everything. The beautiful elven world is suffering from a great crisis. Please sign a contract with us and become an invincible warrior to resist the Dark Corpse Emperor! " A cute blue bird-shaped elf in the subspace shouted. "I will give you love and tolerance!" A brown and green fat little elf said, blinking his mung bean eyes. "I will give you courage and strength!" A red elf with two horns on his head said, waving his cute little sword. "I will give you happiness and patience!" A purple elf said, swinging his crab hands and tentacles. "And I will give you wisdom and magic!" The cute blue bird-shaped elf stretched out his colorful wings and said. "Who do you want to choose for the contract?" "As a child, I can't tell, I want to try them one by one!" The bald boy said eagerly. As a result, the bald boy named Walkerma von Hindenstein gained unparalleled piety and power. His love was so strong that he claimed to be the spiritual descendant of the God-Emperor and a living saint. He even made up rumors that he was a descendant of the God-Emperor's illegitimate son... His courage was so strong that he would ride into the battlefield in a chariot, shouting spells while wielding a hammer to kill any dirty scum who dared to touch his luxurious carriage with dirty hands. His happiness is so simple. Apart from whipping himself every day, you don't know what he did to the statue of the God Emperor while hiding in his room... His wisdom is so outstanding. He reads ancient scrolls and scripture files in the Imperial Library every day, and from the treasure house of forbidden knowledge, he understands a great truth: justice will defeat evil, otherwise it will be defeated by evil. "After so many years, what is your choice?" The four elves asked in the dark. "Only children make choices, and I, the greatest gentleman in the empire, the invincible pastor, the light of civilization, the holy Archbishop Walkerma, want them all!" The bald middle-aged man stretched out his big hand and shook it tightly. As a result, his body turned into a skeleton, and he was forced to put on the Bone King's armor and the crown of witchcraft. He cut off his right hand and forcibly attached it to a bone melon. His body was repeatedly pierced inside and outside by the black tentacles ejected until it was completely wrapped. Became Nagash, the Corpse King. "What a greedy guy. I've run out of ideas. Let's find the next person to seduce." The four elves named Nurgle, Khorne, Slaanesh, and Tzeentch discussed this. "Young man from this world, a cruel dark corpse king has appeared in the elf world..." Before the cute blue bird-shaped elf finished speaking, the bard who was stopped said: "Lovely elf, do you think I look like a human being?" "Um... You do!" The bird-shaped elf seemed to have a strange association and replied tremblingly. "The answer is correct! Have you heard of Cathay? I have a long narrative poem of 600,000 words. Please give me some time and listen to my details."