The remaining ten breaths of Hidden Claw took out two breaths, and then the blind man disappeared in front of everyone.
In the blink of an eye, the blind man had arrived behind Canshen Fist and kicked him without mercy.
The residual fist happened to be raised with one foot, and the space was opened.
You tease your vaginal legs, and I will tease your vaginal legs too. Don’t let anyone say that you don’t follow martial ethics.
The calf hit the bones of the body directly, which was the most important part of the Canshen Fist. However, the expected jifeidan punch did not appear. Instead, the calf was quite painful. Not only did this kick not achieve any success, but the Baduanjin internal energy quickly healed the minor bone fractures.
Canshen Fist bites the knife, turns his head and smiles evilly, speaking slurred words.
"Did you think I wouldn't expect someone to keep an eye on the third party?"
"What nonsense?!" The blind man punched out directly, hitting the handle of the knife.
However, the handle of the knife did not move at all, and the residual fist was punched out again.
The blind man raised his arms to block, but was also knocked away. However, he twisted his waist in mid-air to relieve the force, and finally landed firmly on the ground.
"Hold on, my teeth have also been tempered." Canshen Fist said this, released his mouth, grabbed the handle of the knife, and threw it far away.
A figure jumped out of the carriage over there.
The blind man suddenly realized: "No wonder, it turns out you are hiding your clumsiness."
"Both each other." Canshen Fist handed over his hand, "Who can survive till now without hiding a little bit of clumsiness? Why let others see nine points of strength when you can use seven points? But you are very powerful, and you forced me to use After scoring these nine points, I actually appreciate you a little. If we don't discuss it, it's still too late for you to stop now."
"It doesn't exist." The blind man had already begun to mobilize the inner energy of the ghost sword.
In the end, the Eight Breath Hidden Claws' internal energy no longer counted carefully, but it was all invested in it.
The brain imaging is also carefully sensing Canshen Fist, revealing the physical condition of Canshen Fist to the maximum extent.
The most important parts, the big toe of the right foot and the one arm, are darker in color than the average human body, which should represent the degree of defense.
In addition, there are other tiny parts that are slowly progressing from shallow to deep, but are unable to continue.
He could probably guess the internal energy characteristics of the Canshen Fist, and it was restored and strengthened.
Or change to a more professional vocabulary and increase the compensatory effect.
Its meaning refers to the increase in the volume of cells, tissues or organs caused by strong demand or increased load due to physiological needs under physiological conditions. For example, the skeletal muscles of the upper limbs of weightlifters are thickened and hypertrophied, and the heart of sprinters is compensatory hypertrophy. .
This can also be seen in the palms of people who practice Iron Sand Palm.
It's just that the internal Qi characteristics of Canshen Fist also need to be "trained", which is not something that can be achieved overnight.
The big toe of the right foot of Canshenquan was forged from the initial impact of the toe hitting the corner of the table. Every time the toe hit it, it would be restored and strengthened with internal energy.
The same is true for the most important thing. First it is tied with a string, and the other end is connected to a pebble. Then it is dragged, and then strengthened.
Teething is easy, just start by learning how a mouse chews wood and grinds its teeth.
Training should be done step by step.
In short, the bitterness is not enough for outsiders to understand.
However, no matter how steel-like a single part is, until the inner Qi penetrates the whole body, and the whole body is truly "forged" into a magical weapon, it is still a mortal body.
Can this mortal body withstand a ghost sword?
"Since you insist on it, I won't force you to dissuade him." The body-breaking fist rushed forward and struck suddenly.
The inner energy of Hidden Claw explodes with all its strength, and the ghost sword is ready to go. He wants to use the inner energy to perform a quick assassination method.
However, Qin Xiya remained motionless, seeing the disabling fist approaching.
"Xi Ya!" Suddenly, the mute girl shouted out the silent word "Xi Ya".
But he rushed over with a knife and stood in front of Qin Xiya.
Canshen Fist's eyes widened, he kicked his legs and jumped back without thinking, and even forced himself to hold back under the extreme situation. After going back and forth, he actually hurt himself.
The bones of both legs were dislocated, and the wounds on the fist that had been closed by tight muscles all collapsed, and thick blood like mercury hung in the wounds and slowly overflowed.
Having lost his mobility, Zhanshen didn't feel any pain from the punch. He just felt it was a pity and murmured: "Grandma, I really can't go back to find the pretty widow now."
And when the "Qin Xiya" disappeared, it turned out to be just an afterimage left by Hidden Claw.
The blind man's "true body" was also revealed. He was half-kneeling on the ground, with his two fingers parallel to form the shape of a sword. The inner energy of the detached ghost sword was transparent, but also hazy in some space, just outside the fingertips.
The inner energy of the ghost sword was pressed against the center of Canshen's fist.
Lingdang was relieved when she saw that the blind man had the upper hand, but her legs and feet were weak and she knelt on the ground. Her hands were hanging down. Although she was still holding the knife, she couldn't stop trembling.
Her eyes were full of tears, but she was extremely happy.
【so far so good. 】
"Tsk, I lost, you go ahead." Canshen punched the jar and smashed it, his eyes closed and his heart stopped moving.
He was still singing a tuneless song: "Eighteen years later, I will still be a big eagle~"
Quite free and easy.
"No need." The blind man put away the inner energy of the ghost sword, his forehead was covered with sweat, and then he wiped it dry.
"Thank you for showing mercy." He thanked him sincerely.
"I don't fight the old, weak, women, children, the sick, the disabled and pregnant." Canshenquan is also based on principles.
When the blind man heard this, he was silent for a moment and pointed at his two moves.
"What kind of cripple are you?" Canshenquan rolled his eyes and added, "You were driving a carriage just now. Oh, you were driving well."
"Okay." The blind man nodded awkwardly, got up and left.
"Hey, little blind man, I have the secret book of Canshen Fist in the inner pocket of my shirt. You can take it away." Canshen Fist stopped the blind man, "This is my life money. After taking it away, you and I will be different." No, if we meet with swordsmen in the future, I won’t hold back.”
"Why do you all like to carry secret books with you?" The blind man thought of Old Man Han, and also thought of the swordsman who "revenges his father's hatred against his son".
Canshen Quan is open-minded: "Who doesn't walk around with his head in his waistband? When he dies, he can only blame himself for not being as good as others, but it is himself who is inferior to others, not his skills.
If I die and Canshen Fist can no longer be passed down, won’t I become a sinner of the Canshen Fist lineage?
So I have to carry the secret book with me, even if the person who killed me gets it, it doesn't matter.
As long as the Canshen Fist can be passed down, that will be enough. "
After hearing this, the blind man suddenly felt enlightened: "So, that's what you think."
As long as the inheritance continues, even if I die, it doesn't matter. With my martial arts like this, let alone my family and country?
Feeling quite touched, the blind man reached out to fumble around, took out a secret book, and turned the pages next to his ear.
He always kept in mind what his master once said: "Learn more martial arts and stay close to yourself."
Intrabrain imaging, to boot.
The pages and images are clearly manifested, and the handwriting is clearly visible, just like a book in the mind.
[Zanshenquan: Getting Started (1/99)]
After turning it over, he stuffed it back into the inner pocket of Canshen Fist, and then patted it twice more.
"You." Canshenquan hesitated before speaking, as if he might have misunderstood, and thought to himself, "I will remember your favor."
Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships. However, if human relationships go bad, accidents can easily happen.
He didn't even know that a blind man could "read" a book by listening, so he just thought that the blind man was selling him favors to avoid any accidents.
"I bought your life. Find an apprentice and pass it on." The blind man got up and left.
However, Canshen Fist called Blind Man again.
"What do you say?" The blind man turned back.
"Why don't you kill me?" Canshen Quan was more puzzling, "You don't act like a kind-hearted person because you are ruthless."
Subtext Qin Xiya doesn't look like a good person.
The blind man laughed angrily: "I don't like killing, but some people have to die. You are not the kind of person who has to die. Firstly, you don't bully the weak, and secondly, you didn't hurt the bell, so I won't kill you."
Although he said it softly, the blind man knew that if something went wrong with the bell...
Shaking his head to shake away the unlucky thoughts, Qin Xiya showed his tenderness.
"What's more..." He left the end of his sentence and walked towards the bell,
He took the knife, sheathed it, and stuck it into the ground.
Then he half-knelt on the ground, gently took Ling Ding into his arms, and patted Ling Ding's back very lightly and gently.
"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'm right by your side, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, I won't..." After a pause, he said the second half of the sentence, " I won’t leave you, don’t worry.”
"Hmm..." The soft and waxy nasal voice also has a crying tone, which is endearing.
Fiercely, she also hugged the blind man.
Instead, he cried with abandon, his voice was hoarse but he couldn't make too much noise, but he could also vent his worries.
Maybe it's a kind of "lost and found".
Canshen Fist propped himself up, looked at the two people, and felt some kind of emotion. He muttered to himself, "What's this about to keep warm?"
But no, it's freezing cold, life experiences are up and down, one is blind, the other is mute, they are keeping each other warm, isn't that to keep each other warm?
The blind man's words still echoed in his ears.
【"...not to mention me,
I don’t want her to see me kill someone. ”]
