Poor Literature and Rich Martial Arts: Starting from the Young Master of the Drug Store to Break the Limit

Before Lu Yuan was eighteen years old, he never thought martial arts training was important. The Lu family has been in the medicine business for many years. They have money, medicine, and a nursing home when they go out. When he was a child, he also practiced Fuhu Zhuang for half a year, but the progress was too slow, so he simply gave up. Until the age of eighteen. The medicine road that the Lu family had been running for many years was forcibly cut off. Although they knew there was something behind it, they couldn't even go into the mountain to find out. The reason is simple. There is a Yijin master on the opposite side. That day, Lu Yuan reopened the practice room that had been dusty for six years. And the gray-white bead in his body that had been silent for many years also started to move again. The medicine has enough power and can be saved. Once the skill is truly practiced to the critical point, the limit can be broken. But you have to practice it yourself. Spending money on martial arts, eating meat, tonics, and medicinal baths are enough to bring down ordinary people. Lu Yuan glanced at his medicine store. "Take the third pair first." Others who have practiced hard for several years may never reach that level in their lifetime. All Lu Yuan has to do is to get there first step by step. Then, break through. At first, he just didn't want to have to follow six empty cars back because others were stronger. Later, he wanted to know more and more—— Where can I go on this martial arts path?