The heavens: pushing across all realms

Hongquan belongs to traditional Chinese boxing and is one of the representatives of the Southern Boxing School. Together with Liu, Li, Cai and Mo, it is known as the five famous boxings in Guangdong.

It is said that this boxing method is inherited from Hongmen's housekeeping boxing method, and it is said that it was founded by Hong Xiguan.

Hongquan has ten shapes, namely "dragon, snake, tiger, leopard, crane, lion, elephant, horse, monkey, and tiger". Among them, the three shapes of "dragon, tiger, and leopard" focus on strength.

At this time, what Hong Yihu used was the tiger-shaped fist!

But he saw Hong Yihu taking a step forward, his five fingers clenched into tiger claws, roaring towards him.

Feng Ji wanted to steal his knowledge, so he let go and used the Youlong Baguazhang to fight against the enemy.

As he stepped forward, his figure suddenly dwarfed and he had already avoided the tiger's claws.

Hong Yihu felt his eyes blurred as Feng Ji disappeared.

He was startled, and suddenly there was a roaring sound in his ears.

Hong Yihu's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly punched the right side with a short I-shaped punch.

Bang!

A palm pressed Hong Yihu's tiger claw.

Hong Yihu immediately flipped his wrist and grabbed his hand in the shape of a tiger!

He grabbed it with one hand and immediately followed up with the other hand. He had already caught Feng Ji's joints in two or two strokes.

Just as he was about to use his grappling technique, he suddenly felt Feng Ji's muscles suddenly swell, and with a bang, a dark force burst out from his muscles.

The tiger claw held by Hong Yihu was instantly broken, and his energy and blood collapsed.

His face changed slightly and he exclaimed: "An Jin?!"

Immediately, the energy and blood in the body began to circulate, the muscles and bones trembled, and the secret energy was vomited, which immediately dissipated Feng Ji's energy.

Feng Ji couldn't help but laugh: "What a tiger-shaped Hong Fist. It turns out that Brother Hong has also mastered the secret power method."

Hong Yihu's face was full of surprise and he laughed: "I didn't expect that brother, you are so young that you have already set foot in Anjin. You really have mastered the essence of Baguazhang with your elusiveness."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Brother Hong, don't hold back, come again!"

The two fought again, and this time, Hong Yihu attacked with all his strength and no longer held back.

However, Feng Ji still only used three successes to comprehend and learn the opponent's Hong Fist.

All these discussions between the two of them were just like a stick of incense!

During this period, Hong Yihu repeatedly used the tiger-shaped and crane-shaped boxing techniques, which were mixed with the three grappling techniques of dragon, tiger and leopard.

Feng Ji used Baguazhang to deal with it from beginning to end.

His steps were weird, You Long turned around, and he was so elusive that Hong Yihu couldn't figure it out.

Once you come into contact with Feng Ji, you will immediately be shattered by Feng Ji's secret power.

After burning the incense, he was sweating profusely. When he saw Feng Ji, his face was not red, he was not out of breath, he looked calm and content.

He couldn't help but suddenly realized, and stopped with a wry smile: "No fight, no fight!"

"What's wrong?" Feng Ji was stunned and asked strangely.

"I can finally see it. Brother, your martial arts skills are superb, much better than mine. I tried my best, but I couldn't move an inch. Now that my energy and blood are declining, you haven't even sweated at all. Why are you fighting?"

Feng Ji glanced at the attribute panel and saw that the Hong Fist Tiger and Crane forms had appeared. Unfortunately, the Dragon and Leopard forms could not be fully learned and he could not get started.

But he doesn't care, he knows too many boxing skills, and now even if he adds points to his boxing skills, he still can't break through the 10 attribute mark.

He is more concerned about how to step into Huajing.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Brother Hong, thank you very much. I just rely on the Ba Gua movement, which is not very powerful. However, Brother Hong's Hong Fist Kung Fu is strong, feminine, and shows its true essence."

Hong Yihu laughed loudly and said quite proudly: "The inheritance of Hong Quan is complicated and there are many ways of boxing. I am only good at some grappling techniques of the tiger and crane forms, and the dragon, tiger and leopard forms."

Feng Ji asked tentatively: "Brother Hong is from the Hong Clan?"

Hong Yihu's expression changed slightly, he smiled and said, "Since you and I are sworn sworn friends, I won't hide it from you. Yes, I am indeed a member of the Hong Clan."

Feng Ji was in awe, clasped his fists and said: "So the eldest brother is still a hero of the Hong clan. Why did the eldest brother join the Qing court?"

Hongmen always aimed to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. Feng Ji was curious about why Hong Yihu joined the Qing court.

Hong Yihu shook his head: "It's not that I won't tell you, it's just that I have a special status and a mission, so it's hard to explain clearly."

Feng Ji instantly understood that he was afraid that Hong Yihu was leading the Hongmen secret order and sneaked into the Qing court to act as an internal agent.

At the moment, he stopped asking questions and started talking about Hong Quan.

During the conversation, Hong Yihu naturally heard that Feng Ji seemed to be very interested in Hongmen.

Then he remembered some of Feng Ji's rebellious remarks, and his heart moved slightly, and he asked: "Brother, I think you are by no means a mediocre person. Sooner or later, you are going to soar into the sky. How about joining our Hongmen?"

"Join Hongmen?"

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly. Hongmen would become an important organizational force in resisting the Qing court in the future. If he joined, he could gradually control Hongmen's power.

In the troubled times, there is a force of his own, and with his martial arts skills, no one dares to touch him.

When Hong Yihu saw Feng Ji thinking, he couldn't help but smile: "Brother, what's the problem?"

Feng Ji came back to his senses, shook his head and said with a smile: "I heard that the Hongmen organization is very strict. If you want to join, you must have someone to guarantee it, and the identity of the guarantor must be extraordinary."

Hong Yihu suddenly burst into laughter: "You and I are sworn brothers, Jinlan. Aren't I the ready-made guarantor?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Okay, then let's do something big together with my eldest brother!"

Hong Yihu was overjoyed, patted Feng Ji on the shoulder, and said with excitement: "Good brother! If you can join Hongmen, Hongmen will have a great general."

There are only a handful of people in Hongmen with such skills as Feng Ji.

Of course Hong Yihu is happy. With such a master of dark power, Hongmen's strength becomes even stronger.

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly and asked: "Brother, are there any masters of energy transformation among Hongmen?"

Hong Yihu was surprised: "Brother, why do you ask this?"

"I have been in the dark energy for a while, and my muscles and bones have been polished to the extreme. I have always wanted to break through the energy, but I still can't find the direction. I want to find an expert for guidance."

When Hong Yihu heard this, he couldn't help but touch his chin and said immediately: "In this way, when you arrive in Guangzhou, you and I will visit a senior. Maybe he can give you some advice."

Feng Ji suddenly became excited and asked: "I wonder which senior it is?"

"Hahaha, let me give it a try for the time being."

Hong Yihu laughed.

The two entered Shaoxing together and found an inn to stay.

Hong Yihu was responsible for looking after luggage and ordering food in the inn.

Feng Ji went out to purchase dry food in preparation for his next trip to Fujian to take a sea ship.

Hong Yihu stood on the second floor of the inn, looking at the bustling streets of Shaoxing, filled with emotions.

"This is the only hinterland in the south of the Yangtze River that can still be so prosperous and prosperous."

He felt very uncomfortable when he thought of the smog-filled areas in Guangzhou and the foreigners bullying and dominating the market.

After taking a sip of his drink, a noodle stall downstairs suddenly caught his attention.

But I met two young people at the stall, both seventeen or eighteen years old.

Both of them dressed up as foreigners, wearing western clothes and foreign watches.

Such an appearance is very rare in Shaoxing.

But what caught his attention was not their outfits, but the movements of their hands!

"Oh, why don't you show me another trick?"

"Is the old man's kung fu as good as that girl's?"

The tall young man pestered the short young man and asked.

The short young man shouted: "You know how to play tricks on me all day long."

"I really didn't mean it."

"Speaking of kung fu, the kung fu of father and daughter is really equally good."

"How powerful is it? Please tell me quickly."

"Oh, don't rush me, that's it..."

The short young man was remembering something, and suddenly he pushed the knife with his right hand. In the process of pushing, his palm suddenly turned into claws, then the claws turned into fists, and finally he closed his fist and pushed with his wrist!

When Hong Yihu on the second floor saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank!

"One palm and four postures!"

The tall young man was a little overwhelmed by the gestures made by the short young man, and he obviously didn't understand the power of it.

He said confusedly: "What are you doing?"

The short young man also stole this move from his master, but he just learned it.

But he has obviously practiced martial arts and has extraordinary energy and blood. Although he only looks similar, he has some strength.

Seeing that the tall young man didn't understand, he had to pick up a bowl and said, "Take it."

The tall young man subconsciously held the bowl, and the next moment, the short young man suddenly punched, and once again performed the specious Four Palm Moves!

With a click, the white porcelain bowl exploded, and the tall young man was startled.

Immediately he became excited: "Wow, it's so powerful. What kind of trick is this?"

The short young man chuckled and was about to speak.

Hong Yihu couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood upstairs and shouted: "Little brother, are you doing one palm and four postures?"

When the two young men heard this, they turned back to look at the second floor. Before the tall young man spoke, the short young man said proudly: "Who are you?"

Hong Yihu suppressed his excitement and said with a smile: "Little brother, who do you learn from?"

"Why should I tell you?" The short young man was very arrogant.

"You might as well tell me." Hong Yihu tried his best to show a kind smile.

The short young man rolled his eyes, suddenly became proud, and shouted: "Master Wen Biao taught me, how about it? Isn't it very powerful?"

Hong Yihu's eyes lit up instantly and he murmured: "Hard Monkey Fist Wen Biao? Isn't he dead?"

Hong Yihu quickly asked: "Where is he now?"

"Why should I tell you?" The short young man snorted.

Without saying a word, Hong Yihu jumped up and jumped from the second floor.

The second floor was not short, about five or six meters tall. He landed on the ground easily without even swaying.

Such skill immediately aroused the admiration of passers-by.

"Amazing!"

"Ouch, get out of the way, get out of the way."

"Is this going to be a fight?"

…

The short young man suddenly looked alert. He jumped up on the table and shouted: "Want to fight? Come on, come on, are you afraid that you can't do it?"

He bent down and withdrew his hands, like a monkey, shaking his head and thinking, quite like a monkey in the mountains.

Just by looking up and down, Hong Yihu saw that although this short young man had practiced Kung Fu, Monkey Boxing was obviously not authentic and he looked like he was a beginner.

Hong Yihu's heart moved slightly, and he wanted to test it.

He immediately kicked it out, and with a bang, the table under the short young man's feet exploded instantly.

The short young man was as nimble as a monkey. He jumped into the air, flipped somersault and landed on the ground. With a playful smile on his face, he scratched Hong Yihu with his paw!

Hong Yihu remained motionless, raised one hand, and blocked the short boy's monkey's paw with a bang.

The short young man felt as if his fingers were grasping on a steel bone. He was in severe pain and had to change his moves quickly.

Hong Yihu suddenly grabbed his hand with his backhand and squeezed it gently.

"Ouch!"

The short young man immediately wailed and struggled hastily.

It's a pity that his strength is not comparable to that of Hong Yihu, a dark master, and he can't even struggle.

The tall young man who was busy recording something on the side saw this and hurried over, shouting: "Uncle, uncle, he just learned it, you are so good at it, haha."

He hurriedly pulled the short young man away.

Hong Yihu did not embarrass the other party and just said: "Please take me to see your master."

The short young man was still unconvinced and kept struggling, but was hurriedly pulled away by the tall young man. As he walked away, he shouted loudly: "Master Wen Biao's whereabouts are erratic. We will inform you if we see him. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." .”

He hurriedly grabbed the short young man and slipped into the crowd.

Hong Yihu frowned, intending to chase after him, but he was worried that if he left, his luggage in the inn would be lost.

He doesn't have anything important, but the things in Feng Ji's box are not light and may be valuables.

Looking at the two young men who had disappeared, Hong Yihu murmured to himself: "It's better to ask the people from Zhenyuan Escort Agency after we go to Guangzhou."