The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

Unfortunately, Zeng Wenyu had just known how these generals would use this boxing technique after being reminded by Hua Wu Yue. Just now, although General Zhang seemed to be trying his best, in fact, unless that punch really hit the target, he would definitely reserve some strength to change his moves. So Zeng Wenyu had already noticed when General Zhang changed his moves, and he squatted down to avoid the sweeping punch.

But it was not his character to just take a beating without fighting back. While he was crouching, General Zhang's right fist swept across and he had no way to defend himself. So he used the Rising Dragon move from his crouching hand to hit General Zhang's chin.

After all, General Zhang was a general who had experienced many battles. When he saw his fist, he slammed his left foot on the ground and took two steps back to avoid the move. He stood still and said, "You little bastard! Didn't you say you only use Changquan? Is this move of yours from Changquan?"

"Hiss... General Zhang, just tell me whether I used fists or not? I didn't use my palms, why are you so anxious? Besides, I just learned the long fist, and I haven't mastered it yet. Can't I use some fighting skills?"

Seeing General Zhang retreating, Zeng Wenyu was relentless and rushed forward, answering General Zhang's words while swinging his fists wildly. His fighting style was like that of children fighting each other. He didn't care about anything and just punched the opponent. Moreover, every punch was aimed at General Zhang's face, for fear of disfiguring General Zhang's face.

The arrogant General Zhang lost the initiative in one move. Now he can only defend left and right against Zeng Wenyu's punches towards his face. At least for the time being, he has no way to fight back.

For those who have learned martial arts, this kind of fighting style where every punch is aimed at the face is something they have not encountered for a long time. In particular, Zeng Wenyu did not care whether his physical strength would be exhausted or not, and kept swinging his punches madly, with a bitter smile on his face.

Feeling the force of Zeng Wenyu's fist, General Zhang actually didn't dare to let his fist hit him directly in the face. Although there were many healing medicines in the border city, if his face was swollen, it would still be swollen for a while, right? It would be fine if his wife saw it, but if his subordinates knew about it, wouldn't they laugh at him every day for getting swollen in the face by a new soldier?

Zeng Wenyu felt particularly comfortable as he kept waving his hands. He felt that his condition was getting better and better, and the frequency of his waving hands was getting faster and faster.

Zeng Wenyu felt relieved, but General Zhang was the one who felt uncomfortable. His hands were a little numb, and he had switched from physical training to Qi training. Although his martial arts skills were not rusty, he had used Qi to fight against his enemies most of the time over the years, and the physical training had long been rusty. Now that he met such a rookie who couldn't use Qi, he was at a disadvantage.

No one on the training ground had expected this situation. Except for the city lord who was always calm in the face of adversity and Hua Wu Yue who was covering her mouth and laughing, everyone else opened their eyes wide in shock. You know, those who can become generals have made great contributions on the battlefield and killed countless enemies. Although General Zhang does not seem to have been defeated yet, the situation of being suppressed all the time is still a little difficult for them to accept.

"Kid, if you keep attacking like this, your energy will eventually run out, right? Let's see what you'll do when your energy runs out!"

General Zhang did not notice that his way of addressing Zeng Wenyu had changed from "little bastard" to "boy". Of course, Zeng Wenyu, who was punching all the time, did not have time to notice it at this time. However, when he heard what General Zhang said, his heart was not moved at all. If there was no condensed blood in his body, he really would not be able to punch so crazily. But now it is not the same as before. A small half of the blood in his body has been condensed. He feels that he will not feel tired even if he punches for three days and three nights.

This was the first time he had such a hearty battle after the blood in his body condensed. His body, which had become a little unfamiliar due to the rapid increase in strength, was gradually regained under his control. It was also because of this that the silver blood in his body that had condensed due to lightning began to take effect. When he swung his fists, his fists gradually became filled with electric light.

He was familiar with his body, and General Zhang suffered. Originally, just defending made his hands clumsy. Now, every time he caught Zeng Wenyu's fist, his body felt like it was stimulated by lightning. His body gradually began to feel numb, and the frequency of his hands blocking also slowed down.

The battle on the parade ground was still going on. Li Chuangang, the general of the Second Army standing next to the parade ground, was a little worried about the situation on the parade ground. He walked to the side of the city lord and asked quietly: "City lord, Lao Zhang seems to be a little exhausted. Should we stop him from fighting with the new recruit?"

"Why did General Li say that? General Zhang hasn't admitted defeat. I think he is just showing weakness. Maybe he has some tricks that he hasn't used yet."

"You! Hua Wu Yue! I know you and Lao Zhang have some conflicts, but we are both generals guarding the border city. Can you please stop targeting him like this?"

"Yo, yo, yo, I know that General Li and General Zhang are brothers from the same trench, but you can't protect him like this, right? It was clearly him who wanted to compete with that guy, and now he's not as skilled as the other guy, and he won't let anyone say anything? You said the city lord stopped the two of them at this time, how can we count the outcome if there's no winner?"

"you!……"

"Alright, Manting and Gaoyi haven't finished fighting yet, just watch first," the city lord stopped the two from arguing, "but why is there a silver electric light on Gaoyi's fist? Hua Wuyue, what did you give him just now?"

"You are joking, City Lord. The skills I, Hua Wu Yue, practice don't have any lightning properties. I guess that guy's physique is a little different, right?"

"It's possible, let's see!"

Since the city lord had already said so, Li Chuangang could not persuade him anymore. He watched the fight on the parade ground anxiously. He found that in just a few words, Zhang Manting's disadvantage became even greater. His hands could not keep up with the defense and he could only raise his arms to protect his head.

He saw Zeng Wenyu's right hand suddenly stop, and his fingers were touching Zhang Manting's stomach, then suddenly turned into fists and hit his stomach. Then Zhang Manting's whole body flew backwards, and Zeng Wenyu's shout came from the place where the two were competing.

"Cun Jin opens the sky!"

As Zeng Wenyu's voice faded away, Zhang Manting was already lying on the ground in the distance, retching continuously. If he had not just reacted and used his true Qi to protect himself, he would probably not just be retching but vomiting blood.