Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 17 Dacheng
Experience points increased by 3.

Looking at the information on the panel, Jiang Cheng was a little disappointed.

I thought it could be increased by five or six points, after all, it is a combination of twelve moves.

But on second thought, many of the movements were repetitive, and most importantly, my speed was not fast.

But there is no doubt that this combination is very effective whether it is used to improve proficiency or applied in actual combat.

After a short rest, Jiang Cheng started practicing again.

The old man nearby saw it and felt worried.

After practicing for about ten minutes, I began to feel tired.

Jiang Cheng put down his short stick and took a rest.

I looked at the experience points and it has increased by more than 30 points.

"It seems that reaching the next level of proficiency will be much faster than expected."

Jiang Cheng felt somewhat relieved.

The slums were not peaceful, and those two men might be planning to retaliate. He could not afford to be careless and had to improve his proficiency with the short stick as soon as possible.

Then, he noticed the old lady next to him, and seeing the sadness in her eyes, he smiled and said, "Grandma, don't worry. I do this just to keep fit, not to fight with anyone."

In fact, he said this from the heart.

If the surroundings were peaceful, and gangsters and hooligans didn't cause trouble for him or exploit him, he really didn't want to pick up weapons and fight with them.

But this is not realistic.

"Grandma knows," the old woman sighed, "Grandma is just worried that you might act impulsively if you run into those guys."

"No, there are so many of them. No matter how powerful I am, I am just one person. How can I be their opponent? If I fight with them, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?" Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

The old man was relieved when he heard this, and nodded, "It's good that you know. It's getting late, go to bed early."

"Well, I'll practice for a while. I'm not sleepy yet."

After feeling some of his strength had recovered, Jiang Cheng began to practice footwork again.

Although his proficiency can be improved through the twelve-stick combination, after reaching mastery, he will have a better grasp of footwork.

But it is hard to say whether there will be another fight in the next one or two days. It is good to be familiar with the footwork. Moreover, in a fight, the importance of footwork may be higher than that of attack.

Inch step, cushion step, flash step, small step.

Jiangcheng kept moving, back and forth, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right.

Within a few minutes he was out of breath and exhausted.

I looked at my experience points and they increased by less than ten points.

"Maybe this footwork is not a weapon like a short stick?"

Jiang Cheng thought while drinking water.

More than an hour passed and Jiang Cheng was already exhausted. Even if he wanted to continue practicing, he no longer had the physical strength to do so.

If you force yourself to practice in this state, your movements will only be deformed and you will waste your energy.

[Short stick: proficiency (102/800)]

After glancing at the panel, Jiang Cheng obediently went to take a shower and go to sleep.

The next day, Jiang Cheng woke up early, had breakfast, and practiced with the short stick for more than an hour. His experience points increased to eighty or ninety points.

At this time, the old man also washed the sweet potatoes.

As the old man repeatedly instructed, he pushed the tricycle towards the street.

Just in case, he also brought a lunch box. When the time comes, he can just put it on the oil drum and heat up the food inside like roasting sweet potatoes, so his grandmother doesn't have to make a trip and avoid being targeted.

When he arrived at the stall, Jiang Cheng waited quietly.

I didn’t take out the sticks to practice stick flowers like I did yesterday.

Firstly, the situation yesterday was urgent, and I had to improve my proficiency with the short stick as soon as possible.

Secondly, as he reached a proficient level in using the short stick, practicing stick flowers would no longer provide much experience points. After all, that was a practice only for those who had not yet gotten started, or were just getting started.

You definitely can’t practice stick techniques here, as they are too murderous and scary.

The footwork he was practicing was also strange. People who didn't know him would think he had some serious illness. Maybe he would attract the people from the Longxing Martial Arts School yesterday.

So, he just lay down and sold sweet potatoes honestly.

“Maybe next time you can bring a book.”

Jiang Cheng thought.

Anyway, idle is idle.

Time flies, and it's noon. He heated up the lunch box and looked at the roasted sweet potatoes. He gritted his teeth and thought, he made so much money yesterday, could he not even bear to eat a roasted sweet potato?
I peeled one for myself and took a bite. My mouth was filled with fragrance and sweetness.

Perhaps moved by the way he ate, passers-by couldn't help but come over and buy two to fill their stomachs.

Not long after the meal, Lu Zicheng came over pushing a cart.

Jiang Cheng smiled and greeted the other party.

Lu Zicheng was stunned, nodded, then looked at Jiang Cheng's hand. He didn't have the short stick from yesterday, and he felt a little relieved.

However, the atmosphere was obviously a bit tense.

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything else. He understood the other party's actions. If it were him, he would also feel uncomfortable about yesterday's behavior that might have attracted disciples from the martial arts school.

The two of them were standing next to each other at the stall, and it would not look good if their relationship became strained.

But, that's all.

The whole afternoon passed peacefully.

Even when I went back at night, I didn't encounter any trouble.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

Good news, my proficiency in roasting sweet potatoes has reached a high level.

After reaching great success, there is another level of proficiency.

The required experience points are 2000 points.

The experience value of the short stick has reached more than 600 points. It will take at most one day to reach the proficient level.

Correspondingly, the time it takes Jiang Cheng to complete a set of twelve-stick combinations has now been shortened to more than 5 seconds. If he is in good condition, he can complete it within 5 seconds.

That morning, Jiang Cheng took the money from the cabinet, pushed his tricycle and came to the street.

I went to the grain store first and bought dozens of kilograms of sweet potatoes.

He didn't dare buy too much for fear of arousing suspicion, because after he returned, he had to pay back the money he owed Mrs. Chen.

I bought two pounds of eggs and two pounds of meat, spending a little over a hundred dollars.

Half of it was eaten by himself. In the past few days, except for the day he traveled through time, he had no meat in the following days, and occasionally ate one or two eggs.

The other half was given as a thank you gift to thank Mrs. Chen for her care.

It's not easy for the mother and daughter either. Judging from Lin Yue's behavior that day, she doesn't eat much meat.

Including the 300 yuan that needs to be returned later, there are only fifty or sixty yuan left from the money robbed from the two thugs.

If you count the thirty or forty kilograms of sweet potatoes he bought, he also has to use the money he earned from selling sweet potatoes a few days ago.

I also need to buy dozens of kilograms of charcoal.

There is no charcoal at home.

“This money is really not worth spending.”

Jiangcheng is in distress.

When can I live a life of luxury?

Jiang Cheng walked in the alley pushing a tricycle full of goods. Since it was broad daylight and he had a short stick in his hand, he was not too worried about being robbed.

Moreover, those two people have not shown up in the past few days. They probably don't dare to cause trouble for me again.

Maybe he's still lying in bed recovering from his injuries.

What he didn't expect was that when he turned a corner, three people blocked his way.

(End of this chapter)