Chen Mo, who returned home, continued to practice for a while, and it didn't end until twelve o'clock, remembering that he still had to go to work tomorrow, so it was better to go to bed early.

"No, I'm such a rich person, why do I have to go to work, I quit. ”

With this in mind, Chen Mo lay on the bed and slept beautifully, and did not wake up slowly until about six o'clock the next day.

I went downstairs for some breakfast and trotted all the way to the river, ready to find a secluded place to practice Bajiquan.

But after arriving, Chen Mo was stunned, why are there so many people running this morning?

And the place where he usually practices Bajiquan has been occupied by a woman in a white practice uniform.

A woman in a white practice uniform is standing in the woods boxing, which seems to be a family tradition.

There was also an old man in Tang costume sitting beside him, the old man seemed to be in poor health, coughed from time to time, and would point out a word or two when he saw that the girl's posture was problematic.

Aren't these the same people I met last night? Why have you been hanging around here all these days?

His consciousness unfolded, and after some investigation, Chen Mo realized, it turned out that these people were not here for a morning run at all, and the drunkard did not mean to drink, but the sturdy man yesterday was leaning on a black off-road vehicle, instructing a few people in front of him to do security work.

Chen Mo was puzzled in his heart, stepped forward, and stopped more than ten meters away from the girl, the old man in Tang costume glanced back, ignored it, turned his head and continued to stare at the girl boxing.

Out of curiosity, Chen Mo also stared at the girl for a while, after all, it is normal for a big beauty to take a few more looks, but Chen Mo was shocked when he looked at it carefully, this girl turned out to be a practitioner, and the boxing method she practiced seemed to be a door to cultivate immortals.

"That's not right!" After looking at it carefully for a while, Chen Mo noticed that something was wrong, "Her true qi is too weak, it is countless times weaker than the true qi of a true cultivator, and this level of true qi cannot be called true qi." ”

Since Chen Mo came, the old man in Tang costume no longer gave advice, Chen Fan knew in his heart that it was really a family heirloom.

The true qi in the girl's body is a very embarrassing energy, say it's true qi, it's too weak, say it's internal force, and it's stronger than internal force.

The so-called internal force of martial arts is a weakened version of the cultivation of true exercises, but there is no shortage of geniuses who enter the Tao with martial arts, and Zhang Sanfeng in the Song and Ming dynasties was like this.

Even if Chen Mo didn't break through before, he had a huge force of thousands of catties just by relying on his physical body, punching through the steel plate with one punch and smashing the tree with one palm, it was not a matter, put it in a martial arts novel, a proper sweeping monk level.

A martial artist is like a battery car, and a cultivator is a luxury sports car, and if you want to use a battery car to beat a sports car, unless it is a pipe dream.

I continued to watch the woman's boxing for a while, shook my head and prepared to practice Bajiquan.

This shook his head, but the girl who was boxing on the side couldn't stand it, this guy ran to his neighborhood to peek at his own boxing, and now he is still shaking his head, who do you think you are!

Putting away the boxing fight, he asked Chen Mo with a cold face: "What do you see, do you know how to box? What are you shaking your head for? Do you look down on my boxing skills?"

Chen Mo just smiled and didn't answer.

"If you don't answer, you can't understand it, so if you don't understand it, you still shake your head, and make it look like you're a master. Seeing that Chen was silent, the woman said sarcastically.

The old man in Tang costume next to him suddenly shouted: "Xinyi, come back, don't mess around, what's wrong with people shaking their heads." ”

"Okay, grandpa. The woman who called Xinyi turned around and replied aggrievedly, and then glared at Chen Mo fiercely with beautiful eyes before turning around and walking back to the old man.

He probed the old man in Tang costume again, and found that the other party was much more powerful than the girl's true qi.

The strength of the old man in Tang costume has reached the realm of congenital consummation, and he is only one step away from the Jindan realm, and the girl named Xinyi has just started, and she has not even arrived in the early stage of congenitalization, but she has just condensed a trace of true qi, but she is quite good at external skills.

Of course, cultivators and martial artists can't be compared like this, the strength of cultivators is not different from martial artists, and most cultivators can challenge martial artists by leapfrogging, if they are martial artists who enter the Tao with martial arts, then it's a different matter.

For example, this old man in Tang costume, before Chen Mo broke through, he was also a master of the innate Great Perfection, but he could deal with ten old men in Tang costume at the same time, this is the gap between a cultivator and a martial artist.

After satisfying his curiosity, he didn't continue to explore the old and young, but stood still under a big tree not far away and began to practice Bajiquan.

After the Baji Fist was finished, it seemed to have entered a certain state, with Chen Mo as the center, a strange energy fluctuation continued to spread around.

"Hmm? What's going on with this energy. ”

The old man in Tang costume on the side suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

"Grandpa, it seems to have come from that guy. Xinyi pointed at Chen Mo and said.

"This young man seems to have entered the artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man, which is really amazing. The old man in Tang costume gradually had a solemn look on his face.

"Heaven and man are one?" Xin Yi frowned, and looked at Chen Mo carefully, isn't it Bajiquan, it's no different, it's just slower than the ordinary Bajiquan.

"Xinyi, don't you notice the difference? If you face him, are you sure to win? Don't look at this person is full of flaws now, but if you look closely, you will find that there is no flaw, so people don't know where to start. The old man in Tang costume reminded.

As soon as he was reminded by the old man in Tang costume, Xinyi discovered the difference between this guy, and tried to use Chen Mo as an imaginary enemy, but he couldn't find a chance to attack, is this the unity of heaven and man.

"This is a body protector!" exclaimed the old man in Tang costume.

"Hmph, the unity of heaven and man, the protection of the body, what's the big deal, give me a few more years, I can too. The girl in the white practice uniform said unconvinced.

"Hey, Xinyi, you don't know the height of the sky, maybe you can enter the artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man in a few years, but you can't do it without decades of skill, I have only heard of it in rumors, this kind of person doesn't even need to move his hands, and that Gang Qi alone can put you to death. The old man in Tang costume shook his head lovingly and explained.

"Is it that powerful? Grandpa, you're bragging. A hint of doubt flashed in Xinyi's eyes, how could this guy be so young and powerful.

If this guy is really a master, then he just looked at his boxing skills and shook his head to himself, is he looking down on his boxing skills?

"Hmph, since grandpa blew him into the sky, I'll try to see if he's so powerful now. At this point, a nameless anger burned in his heart.

"Hey, such a big person, and still frizzy, then you have to wait for the little brother to finish practicing before asking for advice." Looking at the granddaughter who was eager to try beside him, the old man in Tang costume sighed helplessly.

Tang Fu was not ready to stop anything, although he felt that the young man in front of him might be a master, but he had been fighting all his life, and the rain of bullets and bullets had come, and in the realm of Jiangcheng, he was not afraid of anyone, but there was no need to worry too much about normal fighting.

About half an hour later, I saw Chen Mo in front of the tree put away his fist, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of white air, which was like silk winding up from the top of Chen Mo's head.

"Sure enough, he's a master. The eyes of the old man in Tang costume condensed, this young man exhaled like silk, he really didn't know how to cultivate, he had such cultivation at such a young age.

"No matter how powerful his martial arts are, he can't stop bullets, there are so many of us, I'm afraid that he won't be able to do any of them. ”

Since childhood, he has a superior family background, and he has never been in contact with a real master, and today he met a teenager of the same grade, but was highly sought after by his grandfather, and he was naturally unconvinced.

The sturdy young man leaning on the off-road vehicle also noticed the situation here, gave a few orders to a few people around him, and also walked over, with one hand on his waist, as if he was ready to draw a gun and shoot at any time.

Putting away the boxing fight, Chen Mo was very satisfied in his heart, and his Baji Boxing seemed to have improved a lot.

Turning his head, he found that the girl in the white practice uniform and the old man in the Tang costume were actually standing beside him and staring at him.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

Seeing Chen Mo speak, the old man in Tang costume stepped forward with a smile and hugged his fists and said, "It turns out that the little brother is also a martial artist. In Xia Cao, I don't know where the little brother is taught? With such cultivation at a young age, the family teacher must be a master. ”

"Cao Pu?" seems to have heard this name somewhere, by the way, when he was fighting with Luo Bairen, he seemed to have invited Cao Pu to be a notary, but the other party had something to do, so he didn't show up.

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "I don't have a master, and I'm not a martial artist, and I also taught myself this boxing technique." ”

I was originally a martial artist, and I was a cultivator.

"Self-study?" The old man in Tang costume didn't care, after all, people concealed their teachers' doubts, and there were also martial artists in the Daomen?

"Oops, Grandpa don't talk nonsense with him. Cao Xinyi looked at Chen Mo coldly and said, "I just asked you why you shook your head, why didn't you speak, just now I saw that you know Bajiquan, and you have the ability to compete." ”

Is this the rhythm of the competition to find yourself?

"It's not good, if every light and heavy hurts you, you say yes. Chen Mo was embarrassed.

bullying a little girl, I always feel like losing the face of his dignified Jindan master.

"Hmph, you're really confident, I've never seen you so arrogant when you're so big, today you have to compare, you have to compare. Cao Xinyi snorted coldly, not giving Chen Mo face at all.

"Little brother, it's okay to take a hand, so that my granddaughter knows that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, she has a small internal strength, and the family boxing skills are also a little hot, just so you can point her fingers. The old man in Tang costume also persuaded on the side that his granddaughter was too proud, and it was good to experience a little setback.

"Hey, the old man said so, then I'll show my hand. Chen Mo shook his head helplessly, knowing that it would not work if he didn't show his hand.

He picked five leaves from the branch beside him, condensed his true qi, and shot towards Cao Xinyi.

The black shadow shot out instantly, as fast as lightning, and five leaves shot towards Cao Xinyi's limbs and head respectively, and just as they were about to shoot, they changed direction in vain, and finally all hit the willow tree more than ten meters away.

Coincidentally, this willow tree was the one that was pierced by Chen Mo's punch.

"Knock knock knock!" five sounds in succession, like the sound of a bullet entering the wood, the willow shook violently, as if someone had struck violently, and then shattered.