Not to mention that when Luo Heng was in Jinlou, he said in public that he wanted to come back with the reputation of being invincible in the world.
Before Shan left, Gong Baosen personally said that he would give his reputation to Luo Heng.
Next, like Chen Shi, there will be many people coming to ask for discussion.
Not to mention famous warriors, as long as they lose one battle in a competition, it will be difficult to hold their head up for the rest of their lives.
It's just that with so many people coming to compete, not everyone abides by the rules like Chen Shi.
Some people see that you are at a disadvantage and take the opportunity to deal cruel blows, directly destroying the opponent, or simply killing many of them.
If you often walk by the river, your shoes won't get wet. If Luo Heng's injury lasts for a long time, something will inevitably go wrong.
"Junior brother, I'm going to find Miss Gong right now..."
Wang Huashun became anxious when he heard Ma San's words, and immediately thought of Gong Baosen, the master of Huajin who is now in Foshan.
The only solution now is to rely on Gong Er's good relationship with this party and see if he can get the other party to help.
Luo Heng shook his head gently.
"Brother, don't worry, it's too late now, and my injury only looks scary, but it's not actually that serious."
In fact, Luo Heng knew that the injury on his arm would only be more serious than Ma San said.
If he didn't have the bonus of damage reduction, he would have cultivated with Chen Shi's dark strength.
A hard fight could break the bones of your forearm.
However, due to the existence of damage reduction, Luo Heng felt that perhaps his recovery would be much faster than others.
I just added a little more, and now with a 50-point reduction, it should be faster.
Several people were busy for most of the night, and Wang Huashun, Ah Hou and others went back to rest.
At night, Luo Heng felt severe pain, numbness and itching on his arms.
It's like countless ants are burrowing under the skin.
He was so troubled that he couldn't sleep at all. This battle could be said to be the first time he came to this world.
The most serious injury ever.
Luo Heng couldn't help but think of Ding Lianshan's words again.
The fist is refined by the form, the strength is refined by the person, the mind is refined by the spirit...
My own boxing and palm skills are already at the perfect level of proficiency, so-called boxing training is in the form.
What should be said is that the moves are proficient and refined over time.
Forming muscle memory when fighting against others.
You don't even need your brain to react, the other party comes over with just one move.
The body's conditioned reflexes allow it to respond immediately.
Often this kind of response is more effective and concise than your own well-thought-out moves.
This is like when a person is born, he cannot walk.
Slowly learn to walk, and once you become proficient, you can just read a book while thinking about problems. The walking movement of your feet does not need to distract your attention at all.
When encountering obvious obstacles blocking the way, people will instinctively avoid them.
Warriors practice boxing and polish their routines over and over again in order to pursue this effect.
You need to practice your boxing skills like walking and drinking water, and make them completely instinctive to your body.
The so-called boxing practice is in the form, does it mean practicing routines over and over again?
There is a system to add points to improve proficiency, so Luo Heng basically doesn't have to worry about this step.
Strength lies in people, while divine refinement depends on...
At that time Luo Heng had no idea what it meant.
I also don’t understand why Ding Lianshan would say that what ordinary people spend most of their lives can be accomplished in just a few days. It’s both a talent and a shackle…
After today's battle with Chen Shi, Luo Heng had a vague feeling.
There is no process of practicing boxing over and over again.
After all, my understanding of strength is one-sided.
Although through the system, the body is promoted to the dark energy level.
But during the battle, the use of An Jin was indeed inferior.
Chen Shi can use his hidden power to hurt people while fighting fiercely.
You can't do it yourself.
Slowly raising his other uninjured arm, Luo Heng's body rose and fell slightly, trying to stimulate the blood in his body.
Erupting with dark energy...
The next moment, there was a stinging pain in the injured area.
"hiss……"
Taking a breath of cold air, Luo Heng reluctantly gave up.
It seems that after the injury is healed, you will have to work hard on your own.
Strength lies in people!
Even if your cultivation level has been promoted by the system to the dark strength level, you still have to work hard in the future - add more!
Beginning with An Jin is not enough at all. At least one needs to have mastered An Jin to be able to lift people with ease like Chen Shi, and invisibly burst out An Jin to hurt people.
"If you don't want your arm, you can continue to stimulate your energy and blood..."
A voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Luo Heng was startled and turned back suddenly.
Then he saw Ma San appearing on the other side of the corridor at some unknown time.
Luo Heng was quietly alert.
He said angrily: "Don't you make any sound when you walk? Why are you staying up so late at night and wandering around like a wandering spirit?"
Ma San sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Do you think that the reason why you are unable to use secret energy in battle is because your boxing skills are not sufficient?"
Luo Heng was startled. Is this guy a roundworm?
Frowning, he asked, "What do you want to say?"
Ma San said: "That day you were able to understand the use of Qi Jin during the battle, and hit the sky-reaching cannon with one strike, and the dark energy hurt my internal organs.
"This is enough to show that your body has already matured in the use of energy. When fighting against others, there is no problem in activating dark energy."
Luo Heng really heard something about it now and asked: "Then why do you think I can't fight again after that?"
Ma San frowned and said, "You have to ask yourself."
Luo Heng couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Then you didn't say it in vain?"
Ma San put his hands on his back and walked slowly towards Luo Heng, continuing: "I have lived here for the past two days and have carefully observed your living habits.
“You eat and sleep every day, or you just wander around without practicing boxing at all.
“As the old saying goes, if you don’t practice your fists for one day, your hands and feet will be slow, if you don’t practice for two days, you will lose half of your skills, if you don’t practice for three days, you will be a layman, and if you don’t practice for four days, you will be stunned.
"I have never seen you practice routines. Why are you so proficient in boxing? You are such a waste of talent. But I don't know how many people are envious of you..."
Luo Heng frowned secretly.
It seems that this guy still hasn't given up, and is holding back his evil desire to see my boxing skills.
My friend is cheating. After adding in proficiency, my body solidifies at the perfection level. Can you tell me?
But he said: "You have been practicing martial arts with martial arts masters since you were a child, you have entered Anjin at a young age, and you will probably inherit the position of head of Xingyi Sect in the future.
"In the eyes of others, isn't it enviable?"
Ma San's facial muscles tensed up and he said slowly: "You don't understand. The status of a disciple of the Gong family is something to be envied by outsiders, but in my opinion, it's not always the case..."
Luo Heng pouted: "That's just because you are right in front of the Gong family."
People are like this. When they talk about others, they say the same things, but when it comes to themselves, they don't know those habits that they think are within reach.
In fact, it is all the envy and jealousy of others who are out of reach...
"What do you mean by telling me this? Don't tell me, it's because you admire my strength and want to make friends with me..."
Ma San finally approached two or three meters in front of Luo Heng.
Light leaking through the house.
Only then did Luo Heng see clearly that the other party's eyes were slightly red...
Damn, did this guy cry just now?
Luo Heng was a little confused, what was going on?
Ma San stared at Luo Heng and asked, "I am not the only orphan adopted by the Gong family. Do you know why it was me, Ma San, who joined hands with the master during his retreat ceremony in the north?"
Luo Heng replied subconsciously: "Because you are his top disciple?"
Ma San chuckled: "Haha, if I told you that although my boxing skills are the best among all the disciples, the real reason is not this, would you believe it?"
Luo Heng shook his head: "I don't know about this. Besides, what grudges do you have between master and disciple? What does it have to do with me?"
Ma San couldn't hold his breath until he almost couldn't breathe.
After calming down for a moment, he continued: "I am an orphan, but I have not been without parents since I was a child."
Luo Hengxin said, it would be strange if you never had it.
Only the monkey named Sun jumped out of the stone...
Of course, he didn't say this.
He leaned against the pillar in the corridor, secretly reminding himself that he could take out the pistol in his backpack at any time.
Then he said casually: "What exactly do you want to say?"
Ma San gritted his teeth and said: "What I want to say is very simple. My master has adopted those orphans from the war over the years and traveled around, seemingly to promote the unification of the northern and southern martial arts.
"Actually, he has always been plotting for his own reputation. Over the years, I have lost countless hands and feet in my hands for his wishes. There are also dozens of boxing gyms whose signs have been removed by me..."
Luo Heng nodded. He could understand this. One general's success can lead to thousands of bones drying up.
If you want to accomplish a big thing, you can't stick to small details.
Ma San continued: "My master is already a little obsessed with this goal."
Luo Heng was slightly stunned, what a guy!
This kid has a lot of resentment in his heart.
Then Ma San said: "This time I was just careless and lost half a move to you, so you asked me to follow you for ten years, haha...ten years. I will be in my forties by then, how many more years can I fight?" "
Luo Heng said nothing and continued to listen to Ma San.
"Just to give an explanation to the southern martial arts community, he is asking me to pay for my whole life."
Luo Heng nodded. He could understand Ma San's resentment.
Gong Baosen wanted to promote the unification of the northern and southern martial arts circles. He was not included in the original play, and he also drove Ma San back to the northeast.
Suddenly, Luo Heng thought of a question...
Isn't it possible that Ma San, Ni Ma, completely leaned towards the Japanese because of this?
Then Ma San's tone became deeper, but strangely firm: "You and I, let's join forces!"
Luo Heng frowned: "What?"
"What do you think he had in mind when he asked me to follow you?"
Luo Heng really didn't think about this.
If he had not appeared at Jinlou, Gong Baosen would most likely have asked Ma San to return to the Northeast overnight.
There is no need to elaborate on this.
However, just because he showed up and took advantage of Ma San, he let Ma San follow him for ten years.
This decision was indeed too sudden.
It always feels like child's play...
Ma Sandao: "The day before yesterday, my master and I were at the Wuguan Street teahouse and saw you beating that gangster from the Fuqing Gang..."
Luo Heng nodded. So when Gong Baosen said that he had met him three times, did he mean this time?
"Actually, we have already heard of your father's name. Before setting off south this time, he had wanted to ask your father to return to the mountain.
"I only gave up after arriving in Foshan and hearing that your father died of serious injuries in a martial arts competition."
Luo Heng nodded, his father was a hero who had protected Mr. Sun and participated in the attack on Yuan.
If this reputation is publicized, it will indeed have some influence in the martial arts world, after all, it doesn't matter what it is in private.
At least on the surface, everyone still has to act like they are concerned about the country and the people, and have national justice.
Just like what Luo Heng said in Jinlou, with so many people present, there must be many people who regard him as a fool in their hearts.
But no one stood up to refute it face to face.
"We passed by your Luo Jin boxing gym that day. The master was not in a good mood and went to the teahouse opposite to relax. He happened to see you, so he asked me to inquire about your past. I don't need to tell you this. You should also know that you are in Foshan. What is your reputation like..."
When Ma San said this, the corners of his mouth moved, showing an expression of contempt.
Luo Heng raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something. What you are investigating are ridiculous things done by the original person. It has nothing to do with your brother...
Ma San continued: "But he still wrote a message in his own hand, asking you to attend the retreat meeting. Why do you think it is?"
"Borrowing my father's reputation?" Luo Heng said with some confusion: "But I don't understand. My father is no longer here. Even if he wants to borrow my identity and claim to be a descendant of a hero, it doesn't seem to work. ?”
Ma San immediately said: "Why is it useless? You may not know what his background is!"
Luo Heng was stunned, what is Gong Baosen's background?
Isn't he the leader of the martial arts alliance, the leader in the north and south?
"When he was young, for the sake of fame, he served as the imperial bodyguard of the old witch Cixi. He was also one of the three commanders. He also took care of the useless emperor during the Six Gentlemen's Reform period under the orders of the old witch..."
Luo Heng was really surprised.
Does the old man Nima Gong still have this dark history?
"Haha, what about the unification of the north and the south, what about the Northern Fist spreading to the South, the Southern Fist spreading to the North...
"It's all bullshit. He had only one purpose from beginning to end, which was to wash away that experience and leave a posthumous reputation of serving the country and the people!"
Ma San gritted his teeth and said with a sad expression!
Luo Heng shook his head and sighed: "Your idea is a bit biased. A person can pretend for a while, but how can he pretend for a lifetime?
"Besides, even if there is a person who can act in a patriotic drama for a lifetime. As long as he can persist in acting until the end, what does it matter?"
Ma San choked: "Then why should I spend the rest of my life acting with him? He wants to repent and make up for the mistakes he made when he was young, so he has to pay me for ten years?"
This question actually stopped Luo Heng.
How should I put it, the kindness of raising one should indeed be repaid...
But he was not in that position, and the matter did not fall on him.
Luo Heng couldn't open that mouth.
People who don’t have personal experience and just tell people to be more generous and open-minded are either keyboard warriors or holy mother bitches...
The current relationship between Ma San and Gong Baosen.
Just like some couples, the men can be upright and go out to KTV to play as they please.
But as a price, his wife also has to work in a KTV.
All this time, in his wife's mind, there is a comparison between him and the big brothers in those KTVs. If he gives less at home, his wife will soon become a sister-in-law.
Gong Baosen felt that master and apprentice, father and son, were in perfect harmony. Ma San thinks that the master gives too little and he has to pay too much...
"Then what do you mean by asking me to join forces? It can't be because your master, Mr. Gong, has ever thought about using my identity to make me break up with him, right?"
Ma San sneered: "As a disciple, I cannot discuss the merits of my master in front of others.
"Master has an order, and I have to obey it even if it costs me my life. Originally, if I followed my junior sister to learn Bagua, I would become involved in a romantic relationship with the Gong family.
"Your situation will be the same as mine. However, you only understood the essence of the gossip by yourself after listening to a part of her chant.
"Such a favor is too small to hold you back.
"Your current predicament is that there is no one around to guide you, and your energy and strength are in confusion. If I guess correctly, someone from the Gong family will soon come forward to guide you..."
Luo Heng was really shocked this time...
Damn it, that white-haired old man with a shoehorn face, Ding Lianshan!
Is the appearance of Old Ghost Ding really a coincidence?
(End of chapter)
