It took a full day and night before Duan Zhen woke up from the hospital bed.
He recalled the mysterious feeling that had occurred in his mind before, and his heart moved slightly.
"Could it be that this Xuanyuan Dingqing Jue can stimulate people's spiritual power?"
There is no such thing as spiritual power in the world of martial arts, but he knows that this world is not simple either.
There will be a vast intergalactic era to follow.
Unexpectedly, by chance, he actually developed a trace of spiritual power.
Duan Zhen looked at the concerned old housekeeper next to him and comforted him appropriately. After that, he began to cultivate for three months.
In the past three months, he has not been idle at all, and he continues to operate the method every day. However, the slightest trace of mental power has grown very slowly, with almost no change.
"call!"
Duan Zhen stood on the top of the rooftop, his whole body was surging with strength, and he slowly pushed out the seal in his hand.
He still didn't practice any fighting skills, but continued to dig deeper into this mudra.
The body involuntarily unfolds the Xuanyuan Dingqing Jue, and the waist and abdomen, spine, limbs, Dantian, and eyebrows of the whole body vibrate at the same time, and the complicated mudras are changing.
The more you practice, the more you will feel comfortable and peaceful.
Only when the boxing practice is comfortable can it be considered correct.
If you feel blocked and uncomfortable during operation, then you should consider whether you are going in the wrong direction.
Don't just force it.
Duan Zhen slowly withdrew his strength, and his muscles and bones began to make slight noises. The pores all over his body were tightly closed, and he pressed his lower abdomen with both hands. The energy in his body penetrated his whole body and reached everywhere.
After half a year, he finally entered the upper level of Mingjin.
"Have the arrangements been made?"
Duan Zhen asked a group of bodyguards standing beside him and took a sip of water.
A man in a tuxedo looked solemn and said:
"Master, this person is too dangerous, you can't put yourself in danger."
He handed over a stack of information with a person's information recorded on it:
It was a middle-aged man with hair that was half a foot long.
He has a beard, his hair is like a sword, his ears are big and wide, and the energy in his eyes is like substance.
Just looking at the photos, he has a fierce and domineering air.
"Barimin."
Duan Zhen looked at the photo slightly and said without any doubt:
"I'm just going to take a look. There's no danger."
He wanted to meet Balimin.
Coming to this world, the strongest master he has seen so far is Tang Zichen.
But Tang Zichen never used all his strength in front of him, he basically just hit it.
He also didn't know what state Tang Zichen was in during his time in China.
It might be Bao Dan, it might be Gang Jin.
As for Ba Liming, there is no doubt that he is already at the peak of his strength, and is only one step away from becoming indestructible.
With his thoughts together, he couldn't resist the feeling of wanting to see something.
I want to see the methods of the top masters of Chinese martial arts!
...
Duan Zhen walked all the way and finally came to Hebei Prison.
During his trip this time, he had more than thirty bodyguards at home. Their temples were bulging, and they were all good guards.
The warden had known that a young man was coming to visit today, so he had been waiting at the door early.
This young man's family is extremely powerful, with people in the party, government, military and business people. His influence is basically unmatched by anyone in the country, and I heard that this is just the tip of the iceberg in the country.
As the warden, he did not dare to maintain his identity. He waited in front of the door early in the morning and organized guards to line up to welcome him.
"You're welcome." Duan Zhen nodded slightly to thank him without showing his face.
The man in tuxedo who had been following him said a few words to the warden, who immediately let him go.
A group of people marched into the prison, passed through the cells, and soon arrived at a central location.
Before he even got close, a loud stomping sound could be heard from inside the cell.
"This old man is going crazy again!"
The warden complained a few words. He was so considerate and so slick in his ability to observe people's emotions. When he saw Duan Zhen and his entourage walking straight towards this room, he still didn't know their purpose.
It turned out that I was looking for this old man.
Some thoughts flashed through the warden's mind, and he immediately waved his hand to increase the security:
"Mr. Duan, this person is a bit strange, you'd better not go there."
"It doesn't matter."
Duan Zhen shook his head and walked firmly towards the central cell.
The warden immediately stopped trying to dissuade her. He just tried to persuade her a little, just going through the motions.
Anyway, he couldn't persuade him even if he wanted to. If something happened, the Duan family wouldn't blame him for not stopping him afterwards.
Instead, the man in tuxedo who had been following Duan Zhen gave him a meaningful look, as if he had read through his mind.
"snort!"
The man in the tuxedo sneered, but seeing that Duan Zhen didn't say anything, he couldn't go overboard.
The closer he got, the louder the violent stomping sound became.
The group of people all felt that there was a giant beast running inside, and the slightest sound of wind was whistling.
The iron window railings were very thick, and a large iron door firmly blocked the interior. A closer look revealed that the room was dark and dull.
The violent stomping sound just now disappeared as everyone approached, and there was a sudden silence inside, like an empty prison.
"Who's looking for me?"
Just as the guard next to him was about to open the door, a voice suddenly came from inside the door.
It was just four words, but it suddenly came out from the door. The vocal chords in the throat vibrated and exerted force. The iron door actually shook slightly, as if it was swept by a strong wind.
"Master, don't go."
The man in the tuxedo changed his expression. The man inside had such power when he spoke through an iron door.
He was even more worried about Duan Zhen going in.
Duan Zhen also tensed up all over, and all his hairs stood on end.
He felt a strong sense of crisis. Even though he was separated by this big iron gate, even though there were more than thirty bodyguards and more than ten guards around him, it was useless.
It seems that if the people inside the door want to kill him, no matter how many people there are or where they hide, they will not be able to escape.
Going up to the sky and down to the earth, it is difficult to fly with wings.
"Open the door."
Duan Zhen took a few deep breaths and signaled the guard to open the door.
The two guards hesitated, and the warden next to him quickly winked, and the iron door was finally opened.
The incandescent lamp was turned on by the guard, and the entire dark room suddenly became bright.
Duan Zhen saw the man sitting in the center of the bed at a glance.
He is about middle-aged, with straight hair and a thick beard.
The whole person is sitting on the bed, with his feet on the ground and his hands hanging slightly, like a wide cattail leaf fan.
His whole body was tied up with large iron chains as thick as a bowl, and he also wore a pair of shot put on his feet that were as big as basketballs.
The king of martial arts, Ba Liming.
"You came to see me?"
As soon as the lights were turned on, Ba Liming raised his head slightly and looked at Duan Zhen standing in the middle.
Everyone suddenly felt a strong aura coming towards their faces like a primitive beast.
Duan Zhen stood in the middle, bearing the brunt of the pressure.
All the pores in his body were impacted by this aura, and he formed hand seals involuntarily. His hands changed continuously, and a complex and inexplicable charm circulated.
"Um?"
Ba Liming stood up suddenly and looked at Duan Zhen's handprints.
"What kind of kung fu is this?"
As soon as he stood up, the iron chain tied to his body seemed to be nothing. It even made a slight sound when he exerted force, and seemed to be about to break.
"do not move!"
The man in a tuxedo behind Duan Zhen immediately stepped out and stood in front of Duan Zhen, while the bodyguard behind him only reacted a little slower and drew his gun straight away.
"You can't do it! You're not even good at Kung Fu. You can't block one of my moves!"
Ba Liming glanced at the man in the tuxedo, then looked at the gun-wielding bodyguard behind him, and shook his head:
"Use a gun? Not enough of you!"
He suddenly let out a long roar, like thunder on the ground, and a strong wind swept through the entire room.
There is still a trace of fishy smell in the wind, like the breath of a demon.
This is the way for the giant python to swallow pills.
The more than thirty bodyguards suddenly felt pain in their eardrums and their gums began to tremble.
"stop!"
Duan Zhen suddenly stopped forming seals and loudly rebuked the bodyguards who drew their guns.
He also signaled the man in the tuxedo to step back and walked towards Ba Liming:
"The king of martial arts of a generation can be seen today, and his reputation is well-deserved."
Duan Zhen still had some roaring in his head. No matter whether Ba Liming suddenly stood up or howled, he had no power to resist.
Fortunately, he knew that Ba Liming was not the kind of murderous person, so he had the courage to visit.
"Boy, where did you hear about me?" Ba Liming drew back his strength slightly when he saw Duan Zhen scolding his men.
"Liao Junhua." Duan Zhen organized his words and came up with an excuse.
"It turns out to be this kid! Huh! Why did you come to me? Want me to get out too? I said that if you want me to get out, you must be able to take at least ten of my moves! You don't have enough strength, and you don't even have the kung fu yet. Get started! You dare to come to me?"
When Ba Liming heard Liao Junhua, he finally lost his momentum.
He tilted his head towards Duan Zhen and kept talking, his voice rolling over like muffled thunder.
"I came here to see the King of Martial Arts, and I just saw him."
Duan Zhen remained calm and continued to speak:
"Secondly, as a junior student, I would like to ask my seniors to give me some pointers on my skills."
Duan Zhen's tone was as calm and forceful as possible. Even if the person in front of him was the king of martial arts, he did not want to damage his momentum.
What a barimin!
Duan Zhen also had to secretly sigh at Ba Liming's power.
The other party's whole body did not contain his aura. Duan Zhen felt that it took a lot of courage just to stand and talk to him.
This is completely different from Tang Zichen's temperament.
Tang Zichen has never released pressure on herself, and she feels like the big sister next door, calm and gentle.
"Can I give you some advice? You have reached such a level at such a young age. It can only be said that you are not bad, but you are still far from getting started! Just practice diligently on your own! I have nothing to give you any advice!"
Ba Liming could tell at a glance that although Duan Zhen's cultivation was low, his power in walking was remarkable and his basic skills were extremely solid.
It was obvious that he had learned from famous masters, and he did not want to overtake others.
"I would like to ask senior to point out this method."
Duan Zhen did not retreat, but directly made his handprints.
The Qi of his whole body began to change under Ba Liming's lock. His hands continued to make complicated and complicated movements, and his whole body vibrated and exerted force.
As soon as he entered the door, he used this mudra under the guidance of the Qi machine, and he saw Ba Liming's performance at that time.
He did not believe that Balimin was not interested.
"Xingyi, Tai Chi, Bagua, Tongbei, Mantis, Baji..."
As expected, Ba Liming could see at a glance that this hand seal was so vast that it encompassed almost all boxing techniques!
He finally looked at Duan Zhen and said:
"Who did you learn from?"
"Tang Zichen." Duan Zhen stopped the demonstration and spoke slowly.
Ba Liming was confused for a while, but couldn't figure out who it was.
He thought for a long time and finally shook his head:
"The world is so big, but there are still such masters."
