martial law

After so many fights, Yang Lin finally stabilized the strength he forcibly raised and controlled every ounce of blood in his body.

Moreover, he also understood the magic of the opponent's rat-tail stick.

It's a matter of course.

No matter who changes tricks, even if he dies 39 times, he can die with some experience.

In particular, every time he was beaten to death by the opponent's delicate and soft mouse-tailed stick, a sliver of enlightenment rose in his heart.

That is, the four characters Zhantangwzhuan are really important.

In the No.40 time, when Hua Wuyi stick turned, turned into a wheel, and hit the face.

Yang Lin's arm oscillated into a circle, and the hundred-refined steel turned into soft fingers...

From an impossible angle, twist the tail of the stick backwards, wind up like a snake, break through the tip of the stick to intercept it, suddenly explode, and turn into a giant hammer.

boom……

A punch hit Hua Wu's throat.

"Crack."

Hua Wu's eyes widened.

He recognized this punch, the opponent's way of attacking, the technique of using force was exactly the same as his own Rat-tailed Strange Cudgel.

Moreover, there is hardness in softness.

fickle.

Just looking at it, it was still like a wave of water, but it turned into a torrential wave in a blink of an eye. The power went from accumulating to firing, turning smoothly, and there was no sign of it.

"This is……"

Hua Wu struggled and refused to fall down, wanting to ask for clarification.

"That's right, it's the essence of your rat-tail stick technique. Thank you for practicing with me for so long." Yang Lin sighed.

Fighting a person alone and dying so many times is considered a precedent.

But worth it.

If the heart is dull, and you can't realize the true meaning of Rouquan from the beginning to the end, do you want to die forever, and die until the end of time?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly startled.

It seems that this illusion is not without risk.

I can't be idle on weekdays, and I have to observe a lot of martial arts and practice guessing.

Otherwise, it would be a joke if one day he really got stuck in the illusion.

Chapter 021 Willing to go alone

[Reputation of Martial Arts Order: 3]

Martial Arts: Iron Line Fist (Ming Jin): Hard and Soft

Secret skill: none

name: none

When Yang Lin woke up and turned around, the sky was already bright.

His eyes were straightened, and he stared blankly at the martial arts column for a long time. Looking at the extra four characters, he let out a long breath.

'At this time, my boxing is the real iron line boxing. '

"Maybe what Uncle Da has learned is not that he can't really pass it on, but the unique boxing skills of this era, which are not passed down if he is not a direct descendant. He only learned the first half of it. '

'The name is Iron Wire Fist, but he didn't get the true meaning of combining rigidity and softness...Of course, after so many years of practice, his boxing style has been finalized, and it is difficult to change it. '

Yang Lin walked into the yard, clenched his hands into fists, and made gestures.

The hands move slowly, like touching fish, the power is contained in it, without showing it at all.

After watching the little mushroom for a long time, he finally saw something.

I thought to myself that the young master's boxing skills are practiced slowly, and he doesn't seem to have the slightest strength, but for some reason, as long as he looks at it, he can't move his eyes.

She rubbed her eyes and realized that she had been standing at the door for a quarter of an hour before she remembered that she had to go to Aunt Zhang to help.

Before he took two steps, he saw Fourth Miss Yang Ying walking past outside the courtyard with a dark face.

Yang Ying didn't come here on purpose.

But when he walked by, he saw that his third brother was practicing boxing for the first time, which was a bit strange.

After a few glances, anger rose in her heart.

"This is also called boxing practice? The old lady is faster than him."

She turned away.

I don't want to talk to my third brother.

Afraid of shame.

At this time, Yang Lin had reached Ming Jin, his energy and blood were as lively as pearls, and his eyes and ears were very clear. He had just finished a set of punches when he discovered Yang Ying.

Thinking of the time when I went to rescue Xianglian that day, and heard what those Qingyi said, my heart was moved, I hurried two steps, and approached: "Fourth sister, these days, you should not go out..."

'Learn from you?Sister Xinlan's family was massacred, not only do you not want to take revenge, but you are as cowardly as a mouse, hiding at home and not daring to go out? '

A sneer flickered at the corner of Yang Ying's mouth, but his eyes were full of anger.

"She's your fiancée...Yang San, can you be a little bloody? Even if you go out to flirt like usual, I still admire you as a man, but what are you doing now? Practicing boxing, I think it's just gesturing."

"You do not understand."

Yang Lin didn't even think about getting angry.

This fourth sister was a martial arts fanatic when she was young, she spent a lot of time and money, and finally became a disciple of Master Huo in the Jingwu Guild, and learned the true teachings consciously, with a high vision.

She has always looked down on her third brother.

However, if you say that your boxing technique is a blind gesture, then you can't bear it.

"You can't look down on other boxing styles after learning a little bit of boxing. The world is so big, there are as many types of boxing as a cow's hair, each with its own mysteries.

If you don't let go of your mind and are too complacent, you won't learn anything. "

"I've watched Uncle Da's boxing for more than ten years. Do you think I can't understand Iron Wire Boxing?"

This time, Yang Ying didn't even bother to say anything, she just left a word, went straight to the front yard and went out without looking back.

Seeing her in a hurry, Yang Lin knew that it was useless for him to persuade her to be careful.

Everything will be regarded as her own cowardice.

You can't worry about this by yourself.

She doesn't listen to other people in the house, but she will listen to what Uncle Da has to say.

Find Uncle Da.

Talk about your doubts.

Uncle Da's face was solemn, but he sighed.

"Let her go, even if Mrs. Madam is moved out, she won't listen.

Miss Si was very assertive when she was very young. If she wanted to practice martial arts, she must practice martial arts, and no one could persuade her. "

"As you know, she has a deep relationship with Miss Chen, and they were handkerchiefs growing up together when they were young.

Seeing the Chen family being wiped out, and Miss Chen Xinlan dying a miserable death, she couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart, and it's only natural for her to want revenge. "

Yang Lin also had no choice: "But, she is so reckless, it is easy to cause problems."

Ordinary people don't quite understand how good it is to be able to bend the water-milled steel rod in the hands of the Iron Steward of the Chen Mansion with a palm of plum blossoms...

I can only guess that it may be very strong.

But how strong it is, there is no concept.

Now Yang Lin has also broken through to the stage of Ming Jin, and at the same time comprehended the principle of combining hardness and softness. Logically speaking, he is already very strong.

But he asked himself, even if he broke the steel rod with one punch, he still couldn't do it.

Yang Ying's kung fu, he can probably see clearly.

To say that at such a young age, she is about to break through Ming Jin and has already started to forge her bones. She is indeed qualified to be proud.

But Naihe, compared to the murderer, it's not enough to see at all.

Without self-knowledge to this point, just thinking about being alone and finding the enemy to kill him, I really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

"I can only take care of it carefully, what I say is useless...

Especially last year, after the fourth lady passed the examination and became an elite disciple of Jingwumen, she only felt that Jingwumen was the strongest in the world, and that Huo Yuanjia's kung fu was invincible.

We ordinary boxers, in her eyes, are nothing more than that. "

"Master Huo is really that strong?" Yang Lin asked.

Uncle Da has traveled a lot, so what he said should be more pertinent.

"It's not just described as powerful, he was in Jinmen that year, and I saw him make shots in the audience... I can only say that he is a master. The shame is that I can't understand his punches. Unclear."

Uncle Da's face flushed slightly, and he didn't know if it was because of years of wind and frost, or because of embarrassment.

If a boxer can't see clearly another boxer's boxing style, then there is no way to fight.

"Master Huo's punches are very heavy. I have seen him break through the iron cloth shirt Dacheng's horizontal training master with one punch;

His punches were still very fast, and he threw 37 or [-] punches in one breath, forming afterimages all over the sky, as if countless arms were flying together..."

"When punching, the bones of the whole body will make a sound, and you can hear the humming of the big bow, it should be that the bone forging has been completed, and the training of the tendons has also been completed.

At the same time, I also realized the penetrating strength, the latent soft strength, the ability to exert strength from the inner organs, and strike three inches with strength..."

There was a trace of loneliness in Uncle Da's voice.

As martial arts practitioners, if others can do it, but you can't do it yourself, it is a failure.

If you don't want to admit that you are inferior, there is no way.

The gap is really big.

Now that Yang Lin has gone through the illusion, he is no longer the Xiaobai he was in the past, and he can be regarded as understanding some of the subtle divisions of the martial arts world.

He knows that when martial arts practice reaches the stage of bone forging, it is actually the growth of strength;

The achievement of muscle training, the divine power is self-generated.

The state of divine power is also called the muscle-refining stage. The muscles and collaterals of the whole body are trained to be strong, which can increase infinite strength.

Generally, boxers who have practiced to this stage are already known as masters, and it is difficult to encounter a defeat in a leisurely manner.

And when you practice the viscera to exert force, hit three inches with force, and can hit the vital organs through the skin and flesh, when the force is exerted, the penetration is extremely strong, that is the achievement of dark force.

If you really meet a master-level boxer who has trained in dark energy, ordinary boxers with bright energy and strong energy will not be able to stop them at all.

You blocked other people's fists and feet, but you couldn't stop the penetration and invasion of strength. As long as you pass a few moves, you will be beaten to the point of internal injury and vomiting blood.

Huo Yuanjia's ability to make such a big name in Tianjin and Shanghai, and to create the Jingwu Club, is at least an achievement of dark energy.

It is very likely that the dark energy has reached the peak, and the energy is harmonious.

One day, it is expected to reach the realm of a master and reach perfection.

With such a master, it is not surprising that Yang Ying looks down on other martial artists...

However, as a direct elder brother, no matter how ignorant this younger sister is, she can only hold her nose and bear the burden.

After thinking about it, Yang Lin still felt that he had to ignore it.

At this time, he has made great achievements and his strength has greatly increased, but he is not very afraid of someone setting up an ambush.

I asked the guard at the gate, and I heard that Yang Ying took a carriage and went to the patrol room.

Yang Lin made up his mind, and followed him out.