"You, how could you?"
No. 2 was frightened. Although his acupuncture skills were not as skillful as those of Tang Yan, these four needles with rain and flying flowers were definitely more than enough to immobilize an ordinary human being. But now, the person in front of him had clearly been captured by him. The muscular boy who had been unable to move now stood up again.
He stood up so easily and calmly, as if the silver needles stuck in his various acupoints didn't exist at all.
Mr. Zhong wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingers and spat on the ground. His face was like a tiger's and he was extremely domineering. He said:
"The Tang Sect's acupuncture method is indeed very tricky. It would be impossible for an ordinary person to stand up again if there are four large acupoints sealed in a row. But if there are only three acupoints, the situation will be different."
"How is it possible? My acupuncture method has always been accurate. How could I have missed a spot?"
"Indeed, there is nothing wrong with your acupoint fixation method, but you would never have imagined that there is a technique in this world called dividing muscles and bones, and this technique can shift acupuncture points in a short period of time. "
"What are you talking about? How is this possible? Splitting muscles and bones is a secret method of Buddhism in the South China Sea. As far as I know, it has not yet spread to the interior of the Central Plains. How can you possibly do this?"
"I was fortunate enough to meet an eminent monk from the South China Sea who came to the inland to preach. I received some guidance. Although I haven't mastered the art of dividing muscles and bones yet, I can still move an acupuncture point."
To crack No. 2’s acupoint-fixing hundred solutions, it is enough to remove one acupoint.
No. 2 was furious after hearing what Mr. Zhong said.
Why, why do others always have all kinds of adventures, why do they always target me?
Rainstorm pear blossoms, come out!
There was only one needle, but the murderous intent was already overwhelming.
Mr. Zhong didn't move, he didn't even blink.
"Clang!"
The sound was clear and crisp, as if the pear blossom needle hit some metal barrier during a rainstorm and was ejected far away.
In the air between No. 2 and Mr. Zhong, at some point, an additional barrier emitting golden light appeared. The golden light flickered and seemed to disappear immediately, but also seemed to exist forever.
"This is the golden bell!"
"Martial arts - horizontal training, golden bell."
As everyone knows, the horizontal training method is divided into iron cloth shirt and golden bell cover.
This horizontal training method is different from ordinary Kung Fu methods. It requires continuous physical training over many years to master, and if you are lazy in the middle, you will fall short.
Therefore, although the defensive power of the horizontal training method can be said to be unique, there are very few people who are really willing to practice this method. Even if they are determined to practice, they will only choose one of the iron cloth shirts and golden bells. Come practice.
However, Mr. Zhong is different from ordinary people. He practices both disciplines and does both very well.
Shui Han had no doubt about this, because only he, who lived next door to Mr. Zhong, could most deeply appreciate the hard work that Mr. Zhong put into his daily cultivation.
Shui Han's own hard work has only happened recently. Through this short period of hard training, Shui Han's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. As for Zhong Shao, he has always insisted on training with an intensity that is no less than Shui Han's. To this day.
He is a genius in body training, and with his hard work for more than ten years, how can it be difficult for him to get by with just two horizontal training methods?
The reason why Mr. Zhong practices two types of training is because there is an essential difference between the iron cloth shirt and the golden bell shield. Although both are horizontal exercises, the iron cloth shirt directly strengthens one's own body, while the golden bell shield is used to control the air and form a wall. Barrier defense around the body.
Although Zhong Shao has absolute confidence in his own strength, he is not blind. He knows that no matter how strong his body is, it will never be unshakable, and once his proud body is restrained, the external The barrier will become his last bargaining chip, so he has to practice both horizontal training.
What he pursues is a perfect defense that is foolproof and has no loopholes, because he can no longer tolerate any failures.
He lost his mother in the last failure, and he swore at that time that there would never be another time.
"I am a man who wants to reach the pinnacle of martial arts in the world. How can I be defeated so easily by a bunch of bastards like you!"
Mr. Zhong, roared.
Number two, shocked.
This muscular boy looks like he is only more than ten years old, but his martial arts attainments have actually reached such a terrifying level. Let’s not talk about the previous clasping fists, nor the unpopular techniques such as splitting muscles and bones, just these two items. The already proficient horizontal training method is enough to make people marvel.
How difficult horizontal training is, only those who have practiced it can best understand. No. 2 has practiced horizontal training before.
In the past, like Mr. Zhong, he pursued a strong body through physical training. He would train day and night without stopping, until one day, his proud body was instantly killed by an armored soldier.
He began to have doubts, was it really worth it to practice the horizontal training method so hard to strengthen himself? In the end, a transformed Iron Man could defeat him effortlessly. After practicing day and night, he wanted to rely on his own efforts. The dream of developing a perfect body, coupled with the Tang Sect's unparalleled hidden weapons, and then roaming the world in a rage, leaving a legend of his own in this world, is really ridiculous.
So, he gave up practicing and became a Shura soldier.
He has never regretted his decision, because in his opinion, the stupid self he cultivated back then was just a frog in the well who only knew how to daydream.
In this world, some gaps cannot be made up by one's own efforts, just like the strength of the human body can never be compared to steel.
Yes, this is indeed a very correct point of view. He has indeed acquired a body that is hundreds of times stronger than ordinary humans. He has realized his daydream effortlessly. He has killed whoever he wanted to kill over the years. He can do whatever he wants, be happy and unrestrained, and live happily after giving up his human body. He has never regretted it, and he has never even had the slightest nostalgia for the past.
But, why, why are you facing Mr. Zhong at this moment, facing this muscular boy who is exactly the same as his former self, facing this past self that you have long abandoned, facing this body with sharp muscles and edges, full of strength and charm, He actually felt some regret, not just regret, he was even a little envious, envious of the young man in front of him who had always insisted on his martial arts dream.
If I had not denied myself at the beginning, but had continued to train day and night, he would have been like this by now.
This body of perfect muscles is so handsome.
Number 2 lowered his head and glanced at his armored body, feeling an inexplicable bitterness growing deeper and deeper in his heart.
Tang Qiqi, why do you live like this?
