Wang Chen's family's inner strength and mental skills actually include few breathing and meditation skills, they are very basic and are equivalent to third-rate skills at most. Compared with advanced internal skills such as Xiantian Gong, Jiuyin Zhenjing, and Yijin Jing, there is a huge difference.
But for Chen Kang at this stage, it is just right.
Chen Kang is different from others in that he will not pursue advanced skills from the beginning.
It is too ambitious to pursue those advanced skills when you have zero foundation.
Without a solid foundation and theory, learning advanced skills is just a castle in the air.
Once you have the foundation and understand the principles, you can make bold guesses, constantly verify, and deduce and verify.
The basics are sometimes the most important.
Unconsciously, Chen Kang and the others have been out for more than a month.
Wang Chen's family skills had been changed beyond recognition by Chen Kang.
But the effect is very good.
Chen Kang's body absorbs true energy every day, strengthens the muscles, bones, internal organs, and blood. The energy and blood become more and more active, and the body becomes more and more energetic.
After more than a month of pondering and hard training, Chen Kang's physical fitness has almost doubled, and he can hit a force of four thousand kilograms with all his strength.
Sprinting with all his strength and leaping forward, Chen Kang could cover a distance of thirty meters.
A wild boar weighing more than 200 kilograms was roasted on the charcoal fire, brushed with spices and salt, and the fat kept dripping down.
The aroma is tangy.
"Xiao Liu, Lao Zhang, and Lei Jiu are ready to eat." Chen Kang said.
Xiao Liu picked up the dagger and began to divide the meat.
Zhang Lezi said with a smile: "After waiting for more than an hour, the meat is finally roasted. I'm so greedy that my mouth is watering."
Chen Kang said: "Leave some for Yu San. Don't finish the meat."
People who practice Neijiaquan are all big stomach eaters.
A wild boar weighing 200 kilograms is not enough to feed a few people, and it can fill up to six cents full at most.
After more than a month of training, everyone in Chen Kang's small team has reached the level of martial arts masters and has mastered An Jin.
Wang Chen used Neijiaquan combined with Zhenqi Kung Fu, and his strength reached the peak of the second-rate, and he could enter the stage of a first-rate warrior at any time.
Chen Kang looked at the few people and said to himself: "I strive to improve my skills, and the results are indeed remarkable. Only superb training techniques can achieve results in a short period of time."
Zhang Lezi is older, more stressed and more focused, and his potential is the most amazing.
In terms of martial arts prowess, apart from Chen Kang and Wang Chen, Zhang Laizi is the strongest.
On the path, a cavalryman appeared.
Xiao Liu said: "Yu San is back."
Chen Kang's ears twitched slightly and said, "Stop eating. Get ready to fight!"
Yu San jumped off the horse and landed smoothly. His movements were clean and neat, and his control of strength was very good.
Lei Jiu said: "How many Tatar cavalry are behind you?"
Yu San said: "Thirty-two elite Mongolian scouts. They are less than a mile away from us. They will arrive soon."
When several people heard that there were more than thirty people, their eyes lit up.
If we kill them, we will have more than thirty war horses!
Chen Kang and the others have gathered more than seventy war horses.
Those war horses were raised in a valley, and Wang Chen and Zhao Fen watched.
By taking away these more than thirty war horses, one hundred war horses can be collected.
Chen Kang said: "Old rules. You kill the enemy. I will hold the line for you. I will not take action unless it is absolutely necessary."
Zhang Laizi grinned and said confidently: "Just look at it. Thirty-two Mongolian scouts are not enough for us to fight."
Xiao Liu said: "Zhang Leizi, you have been a little arrogant recently. Uncle Chen Kang said that you should be cautious and careful on the battlefield. Do you really think that after learning some martial arts skills, you can do whatever you want?"
Zhang Lezi glared and said loudly: "Xiao Liu, my name is Zhang Zhiyuan, you can also call me Lao Zhang. If you call me Zhang Lezi again, I will deal with you. Even though you are young, you and I practice the same martial arts, but I am More powerful than you. What can you do? You are not convinced."
Rumble.
More than thirty Mongolian cavalry appeared in Chen Kang's sight.
The leader was not a Mongolian cavalry, but a monk wearing dark yellow robes.
The monk is tall and thin, not bald, but with a buzz cut. He is very different from the Buddhist disciples in the Central Plains.
The monk looked at Chen Kang.
Chen Kang's hair suddenly stood up and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
"King Jinlun?!"
Chen Kang immediately guessed the monk's identity.
He is the Mongolian national master, the eminent monk of Tibetan Buddhism, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King.
Of course, Chen Kang's identification of him as an eminent monk did not refer to his virtues, but to his martial arts.
Zhang Laizi mounted his horse, drew his sword, and said, "I'll go first. Don't fight with me. Last time, I killed three Mongolian scout cavalry alone. This time, I want to kill a few more."
With Chen Kang holding the battle, Zhang Laizi didn't even know what it was to be afraid.
Just do it.
Zhang Lezi has changed from a veteran who was greedy for life and feared death to a brave hero now.
Chen Kang looked solemn and said: "Old Zhang, stop quickly. There is trouble. You go first. I will block for a while to buy you time."
What?
Zhang Lezi, Xiao Liu, Yu San, and Lei Jiu all opened their eyes wide and turned pale with shock.
Chen Kang said: "That monk in yellow is a peerless master. You leave immediately. Quickly."
Xiao Liu said: "Uncle Chen Kang, we will stay with you to advance and retreat together."
Chen Kang kicked Xiao Liu and said coldly: "Fart. Your three-legged cat martial arts will only cause trouble for me if you stay. If you don't leave, you may not be able to leave. I will catch up with you later. Let's Meet at the old place."
Zhang Lezi, Xiao Liu, Lei Jiu, and Yu San rode on war horses, turned around and ran away.
Chen Kang held a long spear and said to himself: "I wonder if I can stop the Golden Wheel Dharma King?"
Chen Kang did not expect that he would meet Jinlun Dharma King so soon.
Uneasiness, anticipation, nervousness, excitement, Chen Kang's heart was filled with various emotions.
Chen Kang's skill has greatly increased, and he also wants to know how far he is compared with masters at the level of Jinlun Dharma King.
A young man next to King Jinlun said: "Master, they are the scouts of the Song Dynasty. They must be the elite of Xiangyang City."
Jin Lun Dharma King said: "Huo Du, shoot them."
Jin Lun Dharma King is a disciple of Buddhism, but his words are not compassionate at all. Instead, he is ruthless and has murderous intent.
Huo Du picked up the strong bow and took out the feather arrows.
Bang.
The bowstring vibrates.
The feather arrow quickly shot towards Chen Kang.
Huo Du shot arrows several times in succession.
The targets he shot were not only Chen Kang, but also Zhang Laizi Xiaoliu and others who were rushing in front.
Chen Kang waved his spear.
The gun tip accurately hit the arrow flying at high speed.
Bang bang bang...
The feather arrows were smashed into pieces by the spears, and none of them missed.
"Um?"
King Jinlun said in surprise: "He is a master."
Huo Dou said: "Master, the Great Khan said that our elite scouts often disappear recently. I think it was him."
Jin Lun Dharma King nodded.
Jin Lun Dharma King had two purposes in going south this time. The first is to find out why the Mongolian scouts often disappear; the second is to attend the martial arts conference held by the Beggar Clan uninvited.
Defeating all the martial arts masters in the Central Plains, disrupting the martial arts conference, and damaging the morale of the Central Plains are the tasks assigned by the Great Khan to King Jinlun.
Huo Dou glanced at Chen Kang and said to Jin Lun Dharma King: "Master, let this disciple go and meet him for a while."
King Jinlun said: "Be careful, use all your strength, and capture him in one fell swoop."
Huo Du put down his bow and arrow, took out the folding fan from his waist, jumped up, and pounced on Chen Kang like a huge goshawk.
Huo Du is a prince from a small Mongolian tribe. He likes to dress up as a scholar and uses his folding fan as a weapon.
However, Huo Du's martial arts are indeed good, especially his light kung fu, which is better than Lu Youjiao.
Therefore, Huo Dudu was confident that he could deal with Chen Kang.
Chen Kang glanced at Huo Dou but didn't pay attention. Chen Kang focused 99% of his attention on Jin Lun Dharma King.
There were more than thirty people on the other side, and only King Jinlun gave Chen Kang a strong threat.
Chen Kang took a step forward and advanced more than ten meters.
Raise the gun.
Straight thrust.
The moves are incredibly simple.
The essence of Chen Kang's attack actually does not lie in his moves, but in his control of distance.
Huo Du was in the air. No matter how good he was in Qinggong, he couldn't turn around and turn back when he had nowhere to rely on.
Huo Dou seemed to have hit Chen Kang's spear by himself.
It gives people a very weird illusion.
When the spear was thrust at him, Huo Dou immediately used his folding fan to block it.
The tip of the gun was pointed on the folding fan.
A huge force came.
Huo Dou's expression changed drastically, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew back.
Jinlun Dharma King shouted: "Huodu!"
Unexpectedly, Huo Dou was defeated with one move.
King Jinlun determined that Chen Kang was by no means a simple first-rate warrior.
King Jinlun turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Chen Kang.
At this point, Jin Lun Dharma King had to take action. Let ordinary Mongolian elite scouts go up, that is to die.
Chen Kang took a deep breath, holding the spear in his hand like an arm.
The spear seemed to have transformed into a spiritual snake and dragon, constantly calling out to King Jinlun.
boom……
The gun barrel hit Jinlun Dharma King on the arm.
Chen Kang's heart sank slightly. Judging from the force transmitted back from the gun barrel, Jinlun Dharma King's power was very strong, his Qi was pure, and his physical quality was not inferior to his own.
King Jinlun practices the Tantric Dragon Elephant Boruo Gong, which has reached the ninth level.
In terms of physical fitness and strength, he is no weaker than Chen Kang, the master of internal martial arts.
Chen Kang's only advantage may be his precise control of his own power.
Click.
The gun barrel broke.
The gun shaft is just a pewter shaft.
No matter how fine Chen Kang's power control is, the gun barrel cannot withstand the torment.
Ordinary gun barrels simply cannot withstand the force of four to five thousand kilograms.
Chen Kang's eyes did not waver and his expression was calm.
Breathe in.
Chen Kang's body seemed to have grown bigger.
Exhale, punch.
Jin Lun Dharma King used his palm power to block.
boom.
There was an explosion.
With Chen Kang and Jinlun Dharma King as the center of gravity, the air formed ripples like water waves.
Although the ripples were fleeting, those present could see them clearly.
Clang.
King Jinlun used his weapons, which were five sharp golden wheels.
Chen Kang could only dodge.
King Jinlun's attacks were swift and subtle, but Chen Kang's footwork and positioning were even more subtle.
Huo Du wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and thought to himself: "Who is this guy with gray hair? He can actually fight with the master. In Xiangyang, besides Guo Jing, when did such a mysterious master appear again?"
Chen Kang used the Ba Gua Zhang footwork to get close to Jin Lun Dharma King, and then used the powerful eagle claw technique to attack Jin Lun Dharma King's joints.
Jin Lun Dharma King was almost caught by Chen Kang's wrist several times.
The Eagle Claw Skill is good at grabbing and tearing, and is very cruel. If his arm were caught, even with Jin Lun Dharma King's martial arts, Chen Kang would probably have his arm torn off.
Chen Kang dodged again to avoid the sharp golden wheel.
The "elbow to the heart" hit Jinlun Dharma King's chest.
Jinlun Dharma King was shaken all over and was knocked out by a huge force.
but.
Jin Lun Dharma King’s Qing Gong was so powerful that he landed smoothly and was not injured.
Chen Kang's eyes flashed with fatigue, and his breathing was still steady.
Chen Kang judged the strength ratio between himself and King Jinlun.
"I'm a little weaker than King Jinlun." Chen Kang secretly said, "But my fighting skills are better. If the competition continues, I will only have a 40% chance of winning at most."
Chen Kang no longer had any fear in his heart.
Jin Lun Dharma King is very strong, but he has no crushing advantage over him.
Chen Kang may not be able to defeat Jinlun Dharma King for the time being, but he is qualified to deal with Jinlun Dharma King.
Chen Kang is already on the same level as King Jinlun.
King Jinlun stared at Chen Kang and asked: "What a powerful boxing technique. I am King Jinlun, the Mongolian master. Who are you?"
Chen Kang said: "Chen Kang, a soldier from Xiangyang City."
