Fan Yi hurriedly understood this ancient boxing technique, and after a while, he already knew its walking and punching moves.
It’s nothing more than three styles.
Step forward with your left foot and punch straight forward with your right fist. Step forward with your right foot and punch straight forward with your left fist. Then hold your breath, let the energy sink in your Dantian, mobilize all your strength, and punch straight forward with your right fist.
Fan Yi thought that this golden little Shengdou could casually produce an Immortal King Induction Chapter, and thought that this set of boxing techniques would not be simple.
He hurriedly stood up, made fist postures, and practiced dozens of times in one breath.
However, after dozens of rounds of walking, I found that there seemed to be nothing mysterious about this boxing technique.
On the contrary, I felt that it was not as satisfying as being tortured by that medicine cauldron.
Fan Yigang was about to ask.
I saw the golden little Shengdou sinking into his body with another "swish" sound.
Xiao Shengdou only left one sentence, simple and crude:
"Ten thousand times of walking, stop talking nonsense!"
After hearing this, Fan Yi stood there blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart, but he had to do as he was told.
After all, if you do what Xiao Shengdou says, there may still be a glimmer of hope, but if you give up now, there will be no hope at all.
Fan Yi calmed down, pushed open the door and walked directly into the small courtyard.
Stand upright and start punching forward.
now.
It was because the moon and stars were so sparse that he responded to a made-up saying: "I raise my fist to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes three people."
The young man's mind was very determined. He repeated the three actions tirelessly. When he was thirsty, he would go back to the house and take a sip of water. When he was sleepy, he would run the Immortal King Induction Chapter to concentrate his mind.
Until the evening of the seventh day.
He is still practicing boxing while walking.
During this period, Fan Zhefu and Fan Zheshan came together three times.
Seeing that the young man was sweating profusely while practicing boxing, he didn't dare to go in and disturb him.
Fan Zhefu just kept telling the housekeeper to ask the kitchen to cook more delicious meals.
tonight.
In the Fan family meeting hall, the head of the family, Fan Zhefu, had a slightly sad look on his face.
He summoned a group of warriors to discuss how to deal with the Ning family tomorrow.
A total of sixteen monks under the age of eighteen participated in this martial arts trial in Rongcheng.
Only six of these young monks came from the market, and the remaining ten were all descendants of aristocratic families in Rongcheng.
Everyone knows very well that as long as their children can reach the top four, they can become guests of the city lord's palace.
But don't underestimate the title of guest minister.
That is related to the distribution of resources within the jurisdiction of Rongcheng among the major families in the next ten years.
The strong is respected is an eternal theorem.
In Rongcheng or Qingyun Prefecture, if you want to eat more meat, you must first show your fist to see if it is hard enough.
However, this time is a little different for the Fan family.
If Fan Yi fails to get the first place in the trial, he may not be able to get the city lord Qin Sheng to take action, so the Ning family monarch will definitely not give up.
Fan Zhefu became the third member of the younger generation in Rongcheng in the first battle, and only then did the Fan family have a solid family background for more than ten years.
Now that the Fan family has offended the Ning family in Yuncheng, the city lord Qin Sheng is a person who pays attention to weighing the pros and cons in everything.
If the Fan family cannot win the first place this time, it will really fall.
at this time.
Fan Zheshan felt angry when he saw that many people's faces were full of sorrow.
Fan Zheshan widened his eyes and said:
"Brother, don't worry! If our Yi'er loses his hand this time, at worst, I will summon all the warriors to fight with the Ning family."
"When the time comes! Protect Yi'er and leave Rongcheng first, while the rest of us stay to deal with the Ning family."
"So what if he, Ning Beimen, is the king? If you can't kill him, you can still kill several Ning family members!"
"I believe Yi'er will be able to come back one day and avenge us!"
Although Fan Zheshan is Fan Zhefu's biological brother, they are two extremes in appearance and temperament.
Fan Zhefu's character belongs to the moderate category.
Fan Zheshan is not only tall and tall, but also has a strong and fiery temper.
The most obvious point is that he never wants to suffer a loss, let alone be criticized by Xingdian.
One thing he often said: "You can die by nodding your head, what a bullshit!"
Fan Zheshan is still unmarried.
Because he felt that the Fan family already had Fan Yi, which was enough to continue their popularity.
It's better to just focus on cultivation, and maybe you can be a real person on the mountain for once.
He is not seeking immortality.
Just hope for one day.
When your nephew is away from home and encounters trouble, he can report his name as Fan Zheshan.
"Fan Zheshan is my second uncle, and my second uncle is the real person on the mountain!"
How domineering and majestic!
The sitting warrior listened to Fan Zheshan's words and did not wait for Fan Zhefu to speak.
Among them, a warrior said in a loud voice:
"Second Master is right! If our brothers had not been protected by the Fan family, we might have died in the belly of the monster!"
"The head of the family is in trouble now. None of my brothers are strong-willed. As long as the Ning family dares to come, even if I can't kill them, I will knock out a few of their front teeth!"
As he spoke, he turned his head left and right and looked around.
asked:
"Am I right?!"
Hearing this, all the warriors showed ruthless expressions and nodded.
When Fan Zhefu saw that all the warriors sitting there were strong-willed, he threw the celadon tea cup tightly in his hand onto the long table.
said:
"Okay! What you said today is worth it to me, Fan. If my son's life is in danger tomorrow, I ask all my brothers to take action."
Fan Zheshan burst out laughing when he saw that Fan Zhefu was no longer mother-in-law.
A group of warriors followed closely and laughed wildly.
In the small courtyard.
Fan Yi is still practicing boxing while walking.
Originally, Fan Yi had to think about it silently in his mind every time he punched.
Just because the dragon said that if you practice boxing ten thousand times, maybe something good will happen after waiting ten thousand times.
But before he knew it, Fan Yi himself couldn't remember how many times he walked and punched.
But his expression became more determined as he punched one after another.
Every time he punched today, he felt much more relaxed than yesterday, without any fatigue from yesterday's boxing practice.
The young man once again took his stance, but did not punch immediately.
He slowly closed his eyes and carefully experienced the force flowing through his limbs when he punched earlier.
After rehearsing it several times.
The young man opened his eyes suddenly, then raised his right hand into a fist, and punched out with all his strength.
Suddenly.
There was a strong wind above his fist. Although it was invisible, the strong wind was accompanied by the sound of a tiger roaring.
Bang!
I saw a large hole of more than half a foot long in a courtyard wall, which was penetrated by the strong wind.
Fan Yi looked at his fist in horror, then hurriedly ran to the wall to check.
Originally, the courtyard wall was built using pieces of hard round stones, polished and squared.
Now I see that the ground is full of gravel and debris, and not even a complete stone brick can be seen.
One can imagine how powerful the punch just now was.
At this time.
The young boy guarding outside the courtyard gate was attracted by the movement, and he hurried over to take a look.
Young Master Fan Yi was seen frowning, so he had no choice but to stand aside quietly.
After a long time, Fan Yi said to the boy:
"Find someone to fix it tomorrow."
After Fan Yi finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the house.
The boy was left alone and looked at the big hole in the courtyard wall, then at the gravel on the ground, and then at the young man's back.
I don’t know what else to think about?
After Fan Yi entered the room, he kept replaying the punching posture just now in his mind.
He muttered:
"Is this the intention of the fist?"
"But my father once said. Whether it is fist power or sword power, only warriors who feel that there is no hope of refining qi will find another way."
"Replace spiritual power with artistic conception, so that you can have the strength to fight against cultivators."
"Is it possible that Senior Dragon wants me to take the path of a pure martial artist?"
Fan Yi couldn't understand it, but he didn't delve into it.
Now that he has developed his fist intention, he can clear away the haze in his heart.
moment.
Fan Yi only felt extremely happy. After being tortured for seven consecutive days, it finally paid off.
Fan Yi clenched his fists and said:
"Although I am still in the third realm of cultivation, at least now, I have the confidence to fight against the fourth realm monks."
The more excited Fan Yi becomes, the less sleepy he becomes.
Then he walked out of the house and wandered into the garden.
Fan Yi had already vaguely guessed the intention of the legitimate dragon.
Reality.
He was able to comprehend the meaning of the fist in just two days because his mind was blessed by the Immortal King's Induction Chapter, and his body was warmed and nourished by the decoction in the medicine cauldron.
After reaching the perfect state of body tempering, I practiced boxing thousands of times, and finally got what I wanted.
As the saying goes, if you work hard, God will never let you down!
