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Soon, it was Nie Gengwu's turn to scold his mother. Does this kid have so much energy and blood? Why does it seem to be endless? The power of the punch is still rising, the power of the punch is still rising, and the speed of the punch does not decrease but rises.
Who the hell told me, what the hell is this?
Suppress it to death!
He originally wanted to find an opportunity when he was exhausted, but now it seems that Nie Gengwu has put himself in danger instead. From being suppressed at the beginning to being suppressed to death, he can't find any opening at all, and even even blocks. To block, you need to concentrate on dealing with it, and there is no half-distracted energy left to try to counterattack.
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao, and the name can be named, but it is very famous..."
Even when punching, Nie Nianchang chanted, which was an ancient book he had gritted his teeth to read some time ago. But when he recited it, he suddenly felt that he had a special temperament. Well, he was already very temperamental, and with his boxing skills, Everything seems to be smoother, and the punching power is increasing faster.
Maybe in the future, you can read more books like this on how temperament is developed...
Nie Gengwu's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot the moment Nie Niannian's voice sounded. Why, this kid was out of breath. How dare you pretend to be thirteen in front of him and pretend that you haven't read a book?
Well, I do not like these ancient people, but this cannot be the reason for you to ridicule me... Damn, please stop it!
In the room, the woman occasionally glanced out the window, a little surprised. Is it because the New Year is coming? So I asked my son to give him a little confidence. It seems that my son is not completely one-minded. Sometimes he still knows how to adapt, which is really rare.
it's time!
And at this moment, in the yard, Nie Niannian's eyes flashed. After he punched, his arm bounced back, and his whole figure suddenly turned into a rapidly rotating top. The air around him was flowing, and he was full of energy and blood. He used his limit. With such power, a large cloud of white smoke rose up from itself, which was a violent surge of energy and blood.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The rotating figure moved. A fist, like a siege crossbow, slammed into Nie Gengwu. The air whimpered and fell into Nie Gengwu's ears, and he seemed to hear it. The sound of crashing waves.
too fast!
Nie Gengwu's numb arms were unable to recover in the blink of an eye, but the punch that followed made his whole body shiver. If we say that an ordinary warrior breaks the limit of the human body, his punch strength reaches one thousand kilograms. , combined into one ton, a maximum peak is about 1,500 kilograms, but the punch in front of him, the biting wind pressure hitting his face, to Nie Gengwu's perspective, it was definitely close to four tons.
You know, even a martial artist who has broken the second limit of the human body has a punch power of five tons. The power of this punch is actually approaching the realm of a martial artist.
Ho!
In the flash of lightning, Nie Gengwu roared loudly, his muscles surging, and the hidden strength suddenly surged out from the depths of his body. His hands reached out like lightning, more than twice as fast as before, and he grabbed Nie Niannian's arms. Wrist, even so, he was still shaken, but then, more turbulent power rose, and he used force to throw Nie Niannian away.
Bang!
After breaking a thigh-thick wintersweet in the yard, Nie Niannian stood up with bared teeth. He should have expected that his father was not a master willing to suffer losses, but he still felt a sense of relief in his heart. When he slipped away and slapped you with a face full of bubbles, he was in a very good mood and even began to imagine that one day he would be the master of his own country. With a wave of his hand, Comrade Gengwu would stand at the base of the wall and face the wall!
Even though he thought so in his heart, Nie Niannian still looked at his father with a sad and angry look, which seemed to mean, where is the promised trust? What about sincerity between people? What about the friendship between father and son?
Well, Nie Gengwu was indeed a little embarrassed. He promised to only use the power and speed that broke the human body's limit for the first time. In the end, in order not to lose face, he forcefully used martial artist-level force. This was not very authentic.
"This...that..." Nie Gengwu's old face turned red, and then...he became angry with embarrassment and shouted: "Slippery hands!"
However, these last two words did not seem so powerful. Nie Gengwu knew that he was in the wrong, but he refused to admit it. He also wanted to save face. In front of this bastard, he felt that it was necessary to deal with him again after the Chinese New Year. This kid has practiced a few times. Well, he will definitely not tie himself up when the time comes.
At this moment, Nie Gengwu felt that his mood was even worse. He wanted to scratch the wall. He wanted to relieve his mood... dig his own grave.
"Your eight-step collapse fist..."
But then, Nie Gengwu thought of something, but before he finished speaking, the brat's face lit up with joy, but there was no trace of sadness or anger. He turned in one direction and said in surprise: "Uncle Su."
Uncle Su, Master, what the hell kind of name is this!
Su Qinian's mouth twitched slightly when he just walked in the door, but Nie Gengwu didn't care and just glared at the brat. He was very satisfied with Su Qinian's idea of letting the brat study more, even if it was a teacher. Too much, as for the question just now, it was temporarily forgotten at this time. He smiled, took a few steps forward, stood a foot away from Su Qinian, looked up and down, and said seriously: "Okay! No. Lose weight! Let’s have a nice drink today, brothers!”
New Year's Eve dinner.
There are eight large bowls placed on the rosewood table. The eight bowls vary from place to place in China, but the big one is not much larger. It is a large bowl of crystal braised pork, medium rare, medium rare, and the soup is as thick as pulp. It was Nie Gengwu's favorite dish. Back then, the food in the orphanage was mediocre. What Nie Gengwu looked forward to the most was a big bowl of fragrant braised pork during the holidays. It was fat but not greasy. At that time, he could only get a piece of it. Chopsticks, now you can eat with ease, but the taste is not as good as before.
Time always likes to torture the taste buds. Things that were precious in the past may not be valued enough now, but the most indelible thing is the memory of the past. It is like a carving knife, leaving traces in your life. , no matter the wind and rain, after the lead is washed away, the edges and corners are sharp and three-pointed into the wood.
That night, Su Qinian was full of energy, and one bottle after another of wine lay beside the foot of the table.
"Uncle and Master, you are so amazing!"
"Let's drink again in the new year! I have no sleep today!"
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In the end, both Nie Niannian and Nie Gengwu lay down under the table. One was the husband and the other was the son. The leader’s wife could only smile and shake her head. She knew very well that after breaking the limits of the human body, as a If an extreme warrior doesn't want to get drunk, he can just transfer his energy and blood to expel the alcohol. Obviously, the father and son have no such idea.
Su Qinian is still drinking.
Until the moon was at its peak, he walked out of the house and came to the yard.
Stretching his arms, he began to punch, not the Timeless Fist that he is now famous for in the vast starry sky, but the first Wudang boxing technique he learned in the Wudang Xiaoyao Valley in Xuanhuang Earth, the Turtle Snake Fist.
This foundation-building boxing technique has long been incorporated into Little Guangming Fist by him. As the starting move of Timeless Immortality Fist, it also has the foundation-building technique of forging muscles and bones. But now, he is fighting the original turtle. Snake punch.
It's just a simple move that looks very soothing, which coincides with the harmonious meaning of Wudang Tai Chi. The leader's wife took a look in the room and asked, "Does Brother Su also know boxing?" It just looks weak and weak, but considering the many ups and downs and difficulties he has experienced, no matter what he practices, there is nothing wrong with strengthening his body. Otherwise, he may not be able to survive this day. This is the so-called miracle.
A miracle?
Su Qinian didn't know if this was a miracle. He had left this world and came back twenty-three years later. His mood had completely changed. His background no longer mattered. What mattered was what he would do next. He was very worried. Cherish the hard-won tranquility and warmth now. This will become something he values especially and become one of the few bonds he has in this world.
For this reason, he needs to become stronger to cope with any changes that may happen next.
This punch spanned from the top of the moon to the setting of the bright moon, to the approach of dawn, and even to the dawn of dawn.
The sun jumped out of the horizon. Su Qinian looked at the first ray of light born between heaven and earth, nourishing the growth of countless creatures on this land, no matter whether the vegetation was withering or the years were changing.
In the past half month, all the Taoist energy has advanced rapidly, even faster and faster. Just now, he realized the true meaning of light and derived a hundred thousand Taoist talismans at once. With the previous enlightenment, the derived light Taoist talismans have reached one. million. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps! Please give me monthly tickets and recommend tickets on Monday after midnight.)
