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Chapter 185 This hat is so green 8

"Your Highness would like to take a look at this booklet."

Yuan Xi made a request. Naturally, the old eunuch would not refuse such a small request, "Your Highness, please help yourself."

Picking up the book, Yuan Xi opened the front page. The first page was the eleventh emperor brother. He came to get it when he was seven years old. On the front page were the other emperor brothers and several clan members.

"This book records the people of His Highness's generation."

Yuan Xi nodded, "Eunuch, why are the imperial brothers starting to practice Kung Fu at the age of seven, but I..."

The old lady listened and had no reaction, "Without His Majesty's will, you cannot practice royal exercises."

I understand, I understand, the emperor forgot that he had such a transparent son. The original owner was honest and had no sense of existence, so the emperor had no impression of him; this time, when he caused trouble, he was remembered instead.

Yuan Xi realized a truth from it and decided to implement it.

After reading the Huang Book, Yuan Xi put it back, thanked the old eunuch and left the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

After taking the exercises, Yuan Xi can go back directly without going to the school grounds in the afternoon.

Back at his residence, Yuan Xi read the first volume of "Dragon Emperor Sutra" once, and after reading it, he used it to place the table leg.

I have no intention of cultivating it.

The "Aoki Kung" he got by signing in was no worse than it, or even better. He didn't want to change courses.

Both are superior techniques that can directly reach the master level.

It is not unusual for Yuan Xi to have a technique that leads the world. In the past month, in addition to Qingmu Kung Fu, he has also obtained other excellent techniques. In comparison, Yuan Xi still chose Qingmu Kung Fu.

Without him, Aoki Kung should be at the top of the list when it comes to health care and healing.

Now Yuan Xi is just a low-level warrior. After he enters the space and takes a few more months of drug taking and medicinal baths, and with ten years of internal strength, he will be promoted to a third-rate warrior.

One year of internal strength does not mean that you need to practice for a year. Some people are very talented and can have a year's worth of internal strength after practicing for a few months. On the contrary, some people can only develop a year's worth of internal strength within a few years. There are also people who have strong financial resources and can afford expensive medicinal materials, so they can also choose to take drugs.

For example, Yuan Xi has a lot of medicine in the space, so he can take it as he pleases.

If you have twenty years of internal strength, you will be a second-rate warrior, and if you have thirty years of internal strength, you will be a first-rate warrior. The next realm is the Xiantian realm, and then the Grandmaster realm.

The pinnacle of power in this world is the Grandmaster realm. There is no such thing as broken void. You can break it if you want. Have you asked Heaven for his opinion?

The first problem that most people who practice martial arts in the martial arts world have to face is the skills. Most of the skills are in the hands of the upper class. Most of the skills circulating at the bottom are practiced to the third or second rate, and then they are strictly controlled. control.

The second problem is money. The poor in literature and the rich in martial arts can be summed up in four words.

three days later.

Save the school.

Master Yan has finished his lecture, and now it’s time to recite.

Won Hee, who knew how to memorize it after reading it, was a little bored at this time.

The eleventh prince was immersed in reading. He memorized the next sentence and forgot the previous one. He had to memorize an article for a long time.

The reading companions sitting on his left and right sides could only try their best to coax him to finish reciting, otherwise they would be the ones who would be beaten.

The palm of my hand hurts a lot.

At this time, a paper ball was thrown onto the eleventh prince's table from behind.

The eleventh prince immediately looked up at his master nervously and took the paper ball under the table. He was relieved when he saw that his master was reading and not paying attention to him.

The two companion readers looked at this guilty-minded gesture and twitched their eyes.

No, Your Highness, why are you so guilty? It's not you who threw the paper balls.

He lowered his head, quietly opened the ball of paper, read the words on it clearly, and turned to look at Yuan Xi.

Yuan Xi's eyes seemed to read "Come or not?", and the eleventh prince nodded, no problem.

The eleventh prince glanced at Master Yan, looked at the wind, and then spread the paper on the table. He saw that it read, Do you want to play chess? Three big characters.

A nine-square grid is drawn below.

Yuan Xi had already made a move in advance and made a cross in the center.

The eleventh prince understood it all at once and drew a circle in the upper right corner.

Then pass the paper to Yuan Xi.

Yuan Xi took a look and realized that the boy could be taught.

He thought he needed to explain the rules first, but he didn't expect that this eleventh brother should not be underestimated, he was somewhat spiritual.

But he is definitely the winner.

The two began to pass notes, and Yuan Xi won one game after another. He found it boring and didn't want to play anymore, so he refused the invitation of Brother Eleven to play another game.

The eleventh prince was in a low mood. He had not won yet, so he turned his attention to the two companions.

How dare two reading companions do it? Is it because the palms of my hands are not beaten enough?

They were now hoping that since no one would play with the Eleventh Prince, His Highness would be able to calm down and memorize the article quickly.

But they were disappointed, and even looked a little desperate looking at the subsequent development.

When the Eleventh Prince saw that his two companions were not playing with him, he decided to turn to the Tenth Prince.

When the tenth prince saw his younger brother's invitation, he happily agreed.

He doesn't like to learn either.

The two of them began to go back and forth, losing and winning. The eleventh prince had been abused by Yuan Xi, so he had full experience and won a lot.

The tenth prince was not convinced. The eleventh brother was one year younger than him, how could he not be able to compete with him.

It turned out that he really couldn't compare, and then he looked at the Nine Emperor Brothers.

The two companions of the Tenth Prince were also desperate and couldn't stop him at all.

The Ninth Prince was also dragged into the water.

The Tenth Prince has expanded his business and is very busy. Sometimes he receives notes from the Eleventh Brother, and sometimes he receives notes from the Ninth Emperor Brother.

Yuan Xi sat back and watched this development, feeling a little happy. Alas, there were too few entertainments in ancient times. Could he work hard to enrich his childhood?

The rollover happened unexpectedly.

While Master Yan was taking a sip of tea, he raised his head and happened to see three princes passing paper balls to each other.

Paper balls are flying all over the sky. Do you think he is blind?

"Cough cough."

There was a dry cough, and the three princes were startled. When they looked up, they saw Master Yan standing, looking at them seriously.

"Hand them all over."

Master Yan confiscated their papers and looked at the nine-square grid with circles and crosses drawn on them, one after another. He counted roughly ten of them, and the veins on his forehead jumped with anger.

"Okay, very good. I will report it to Your Majesty so that Your Majesty can see the good deeds of the three princes."

Report it back, report it back, now you have to take a punishment first.

"Stand up and come here to receive your punishment."

Several fellow readers stood up consciously and walked to line up next to Master Yan.

"A few princes are playing around like this, but instead of trying to stop them, you just stand by and watch, punishing each of you with ten paws."

"Any objection?"

Several fellow readers shook their heads.

If you dare to have objections, you will have to double the time you speak.

They stretched out their hands honestly, Master Yan was wet with rain and dew, and slapped him five times with one hand.

Several people shed tears silently in pain and did not dare to cry loudly.

After beating the person, Master Yan opened the wooden box on the table and took out a few bottles of ointment. "Take it and rub it, and it will serve as a warning."

"Thank you, Master."