That's right!
At this moment, it is a misty and cold morning in the late autumn of November 2001.
My practice in boxing and martial arts has finally broken through to the [Dark Power] level.
The master said that internal martial arts boxing techniques are divided into three realms: [Ming Jin], [Dark Jin], and [Hua Jin].
The so-called Ming Jin means that the muscle strength of the whole body has reached an extremely strong level. The punches were extremely fast and powerful, causing the wind to crackle.
In fact, Ming Jin is not only found in internal boxing. Those aces in the special forces or champions of various fighting competitions basically understand Ming Jin - but they are not necessarily called by this name.
At the peak of Ming Jin, when both sides are bare-handed, it is easy to defeat one against ten.
As for An Jin, it is much more mysterious.
But to put it simply and straightforwardly, it is an instant explosive power!
It's just that this kind of explosive power is very strong, and it integrates the power of the whole body and sends it out through the limbs, joints, etc. At the same time as the explosion, the "heat" and "sweat" held through the closed pores are instantly exploded.
This kind of sweat that shoots out from the pores at high speed, mixed with the blows of the limbs, can achieve all kinds of magic that can be achieved simply by "strength" - such as breaking stones.
Therefore, those masters who can break stones with their bare hands are not really made of steel and iron, but they achieve it with [Dark Power] skills!
In some ancient martial arts books, there are also descriptions that being touched by a master is like being "electrocuted" or "pricked by a needle."
In fact, it is the master who can generate secret energy. Through the inner power of blood circulation, sweat is quickly exploding from the pores. Causes others to feel a slight pain, like an electric shock or a needle stick...
This is why I just pressed my palm lightly on the ground without applying much force, and a palm print was dented on the ground. After the gravel flew everywhere, my palms were sweating profusely.
Because the "energy" has been exhausted, huge power rushes out of the pores and cannot be closed again. Sweat came out immediately!
Of course, because I had just reached the level of An Jin, I sent out An Jin once and it was basically over.
After you have truly mastered your dark power, you can use the [hidden power] at will to hurt others.
But I'm still far from it!
As for transforming energy?
That is still too far away and is not something I need to consider now...
call!
I took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and showed a satisfied smile on my face.
"In this way, in addition to spells and spells, my martial arts practice has also been improved to a higher level."
At this time, Lao Cao's voice came from behind.
"Xiao Wu, you really work too hard. You are so talented and so hard-working. Are you going to let others live?"
I turned around and saw Lao Cao standing next to Wang Hu with a smile.
He stared at the sunken palm print on the hard cement floor in front of me, shook his head and sighed.
"The martial arts lineage in the miscellaneous sect has experienced a surge in power since the invention of the internal martial arts practice hundreds of years ago. Martial arts practitioners have also jumped from the most despised professions at the bottom of the miscellaneous sect to the top. level."
"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, due to the arrival of peace and stability, the number of warriors decreased, and there was no environment for practicing boxing. The power was greatly reduced again. It fell to the mid-range again."
"So... I haven't seen anyone emit dark energy for at least twenty years. Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu, you let me see it again. But you are not a martial artist, you are a practitioner of magic. This If a real warrior knew this, his jaw would probably drop. Hahaha."
After talking about it, Lao Cao laughed to himself.
I couldn't help but grin.
Wang Hu slowly floated over at this time and said with lingering fear.
"Brother Wu, your last slap was so scary! I felt as if I was frozen at the time. It wasn't because I was afraid of the power of your slap that shattered the concrete floor. It was because of the invisible and intangible killing intent and surge. The energy and blood are so strong that it feels like it’s going to burn me.”
I explained with a smile.
"Uncle Tiger, there is yang energy in living people. People with strong character and strong yang energy can intimidate ghosts to a certain extent. Even ordinary men who are bolder and have strong anger are not afraid of ordinary wandering spirits. .”
"What's more, the inner boxing warrior closes the pores and locks the qi and blood. The masculine qi and blood in the whole body are much stronger than ordinary people! The dark energy I just released released all the heat accumulated in the body, and the energy Explode. Of course you will be intimidated by the masculine blood."
"Even if it's a fierce ghost or a ferocious ghost... I'm afraid he'll be knocked out of his wits if he gets my palm from the front! Of course, Uncle Hu, you followed Lao Cao to learn the law, and you also smoked soul-solidifying incense, so your soul body is strong. Although the attack power is not necessarily stronger than that of a ferocious ghost. , but maybe even more resistant than a fierce ghost. Haha!"
Finally, I made a little joke.
After saying that, I looked at the time and it was almost a quarter past six.
So, I went out to buy steamed buns, fried dough sticks and soy milk for breakfast.
After sending Lao Cao and Wang Hu's portion back to the coffin shop, I walked to school while eating...
This year's winter seems to be extremely cold.
In the morning, the grass on the roadside was covered with thick white frost. All the leaves on the sycamore trees in the school had fallen off, leaving only bare branches.
Everyone put on thick clothes, and there was a lot of white air during the morning exercises between classes.
In the past two years or so, I have carried coffins with Lao Cao. In addition, I sometimes help people from all over the country deal with weird and evil things, and I have also made a lot of money.
Therefore, the economic conditions have improved a lot, and I have bought warm and comfortable down jackets for my parents and myself. I originally bought one for my master, and it was a fashionable style that my boss Duan brought back from downtown Chongqing.
But she didn't want to wear it, which made me secretly sad for a while...
It turns out that since I entered [An Jin] in Kung Fu, I can easily close my pores all the time. The heat in the body will not be dissipated at all, so you will not feel cold.
Even in the dead of winter, just wearing a thin coat is enough. But in order not to appear too eye-catching and unique, I still wear a down jacket honestly.
Yao Nan, this girl, would always suddenly put her cold hands on the back of my neck, trying to deliberately freeze me and watch me shrink my neck and gasp...
But she never succeeded and complained that I was always hot.
A blink of an eye.
Just another week or two passed.
It's already late November.
One night, I returned to the coffin shop after studying late at night.
I found that Yuan Fei was actually here, chatting with Lao Cao about something.
When he saw me coming back, he quickly waved to me with a smile.
"Ah, Xiao Wu is back? Just in time, I was talking to Brother Cao, do you want to do a big business?"
When this guy was talking, his eyes were shining with gold, and he looked like he was obsessed with money.
I also deliberately joked.
"Uncle Yuan, you don't come to the Three Treasures Palace for any reason. You haven't come to the coffin shop to see me and Lao Cao in two months. Are you just trying to get us to do big business?"
Yuan Fei spread his hands and looked helpless and aggrieved.
"Xiao Wu, you are young and don't know what it's like to be sad. It's not easy for middle-aged people like us to make ends meet."
Lao Cao laughed beside him and deliberately used metaphors.
"You guy, you're not even married yet. You can feed yourself and the whole family without starving. Why do you have so many so-called worries? I think you are just greedy for money."
Lao Cao and I sang together, which made Yuan Fei a little depressed.
Of course, we have known each other for such a long time and have experienced many things together. It can be said that they are close friends between life and death. They are very good friends. It’s just a few words intended to make a joke...
I saw that the fun was almost over, so I asked Yuan Fei, what kind of big business is it?
