boom!
The ground thundered.
With one punch, a strong wind suddenly rose in the empty hotel bed room. The turbulent air flow tore the wool carpet on the floor, and the sheets and quilts were blown to the corners.
The air flow made a splashing sound when it hit the Qiang, just like the tide hitting Qiao Shi.
Dang rang~
A few meters away, the tall floor-to-ceiling window shattered into pieces with a crash, and then was blown away by the turbulent airflow like a hidden weapon!
According to legend, great boxers in ancient times practiced boxing in secret chambers, and the airflow created by their fists and feet could shatter wooden windows!
Now An Qisheng's boxing has such an effect!
Kakakka~
With each punch, An Qisheng's muscles and bones were like a machine that had not been running for many years, making bursts of noise.
Her short hair stood on end, her skin was stretched to the extreme, and all the big muscles and blood vessels were clearly visible under the red skin.
The fine pores seemed to be suddenly opened, and hot water vapor seemed to spurt out.
Huhuhu~
In the small room, An Qisheng raised his fists and kicked out as if unconsciously.
He only felt that his skin was getting hotter and hotter, as if a furnace was burning inside his body, and vigorous energy poured out from his fists and feet.
In just a moment, the entire hotel's big bed room was filled with mist, as if hundreds of kettles were boiling at once.
Along with the roaring air waves, the scene was spectacular.
Dong dong dong~
Jingle bell bell~
After an unknown amount of time, the knock on the door and the doorbell rang quickly.
"Sir, sir, what happened? Open the door quickly!"
Anxious shouts sounded outside the door.
boom!
With the click of the key, the door was opened.
The hotel manager and several security guards rushed in. They were stunned when they saw An Qisheng punching and kicking under the billowing steam.
"This, this, this..."
Listening to the whistling sound of the air flow directed by the fists and feet, several people were stunned.
Is this, is this still a human being?
"call!"
An Qisheng slowly retreated, and his red skin quickly faded away like a soldering iron placed in water.
A long stream of air blew out of his mouth, taking away all the moisture in the room and blowing it out through the broken floor-to-ceiling window.
"Sir, you, you..."
The hands of several security guards holding electric batons were shaking.
An Qisheng's expression returned to calm, and he turned around and glanced at a few people:
"What's up?"
With just one glance, the security guards and the hotel manager were shaken as if they had been electrocuted.
The electric baton in his hand was thrown out at once.
Facing the scene in front of him, even a fool would know that this is a great master.
"No, nothing happened..."
The hotel manager wiped his cold sweat and forced a smile:
"It's your guest next door. He said he heard something explode in your house. Let's take a look..."
An Qisheng dodged and picked up the rosewood box that fell to the ground:
"I'm fine."
"It's great that you're okay."
Looking at the room that looked like a typhoon passing through, the hotel manager forced a smile.
I really wanted to discuss compensation, but I was a little afraid to speak.
Just retreat.
"Wait a moment."
An Qisheng mentioned the salute, hugged the wooden box, and stopped a few people whose legs were still shaking:
"It just so happens that I have to check out. You can list all the losses."
"Okay, okay."
The hotel manager nodded hurriedly.
Facts have proved that the hotel is very fair. A bed, a computer, a large-screen TV, a chandelier, a woolen blanket, etc. were all destroyed in one go, and it didn't cost An Qisheng much.
The hotel manager's service attitude is even more excellent. He really treats customers as God.
When he was checking out, a car was called for him early and was waiting in front of the hotel.
"The service in your hotel is very good. When I come to Cangcheng in the future, your hotel will still be my first choice."
Before getting in the car, An Qisheng nodded to the manager.
“…It’s our pleasure!”
The smile on the hotel manager's face froze, and he hurriedly closed the car door for An Qisheng:
"I wish you a pleasant journey, sir, and a safe journey."
Watching the car getting further and further away, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his stiff face, and muttered:
"Don't come..."
...
"Okay, this is it."
Somewhere on the outskirts of Cangcheng, An Qisheng got out of the car with his luggage.
"Brother, you are out of the blue, where are you going?"
The driver asked curiously.
"Just leave it alone, I'll just wander around."
An Qisheng smiled and handed over the money.
"Quirky."
The driver muttered quietly, stepped on the accelerator and left.
"I see how charming Qingshan is..."
Looking at the lush green mountains in the distance, An Qisheng was in a good mood.
In ancient times, Hua Jin was already a great boxer, and even more so, he became a master who could establish a sect.
Even with the material explosion in modern society, there are far more masters than in ancient times. Hua Jin is also a true master, rare among millions of people.
Phew~
An Qisheng stepped a little further, his body rose and fell, and he had already crossed off the road and entered the wilderness.
Once you enter Huajing, the feeling is different.
The power reaches the whole body, and the senses are greatly increased. There is no need to open the eyes, and the movement within twenty or thirty meters is recorded in the mind.
You can almost feel it as the wind blows the leaves, raises the dust, and vibrates under your feet.
An Qisheng walked forward, covering more than ten or twenty meters in an instant. Walking in the wilderness was like an outing in early spring, relaxed and freehand. Occasionally, dead leaves blew by and were shattered before they touched his body.
A feather cannot be added, and a mosquito cannot fall.
After crossing the wilderness and climbing over several mountains, the night gradually fell.
Bang bang bang~
On the bank of a river, the fist wind was blowing rapidly.
An Qisheng swam on the river beach, punching barefoot on the smooth pebbles.
call!
After punching out, the elbow followed the hand, the shoulder followed the elbow, and the body swayed, passing over the long river bank, and the uneven pebbles under his feet did not move at all.
The punches are quick and the feet are steady.
At first, it was Bajiquan, then the five fingers grabbed the air, making an explosive sound, and then turned into the eagle claw hand. After a rise and fall, he turned around and pounced, like a tiger roaring in the forest, or an eagle striking the sky, but it was already a dragon and tiger capture.
As the air whizzes, the arms turn softly, like a fish swimming into the water, or like a bird being held in one's arms. This is the routine of the ancient Xinyi Quan.
Then there is the high ape, making an eagle cry, stepping like a bear, stamping its feet, and roaring like an old elephant, flicking its long trunk to burst the air.
After being in a dream for a long time, An Qisheng learned countless boxing techniques. When he used them now, the boxing path was no longer structured, and it was not limited to one move or one move.
Even the training, fighting, killing and acting techniques were all used at the same time.
Turning around and moving, the steps changed in more than ten ways, the palms of the fists, elbows and shoulders pointed, the feet, knees, hips, body and chest moved in unison, and dozens of fist techniques were used to make the ultimate move.
Flowing like clouds and flowing water, relaxed and happy.
As soon as he enters Huajin, his physical strength has not yet exploded, but his boxing and boxing moves are already in another world.
call!
Extreme movement suddenly turned into extreme stillness.
An Qisheng stepped forward and stepped into the water with his bare feet. The river water wet his trousers and stopped when it reached his calves, but it was no more than his knees!
