"Huh!" Lin Luo suddenly stopped, snatched the cigar from the old man's hand with one hand, and said angrily: "Why do you turn your face and deny people? Who bought this cigar for you?"

"Give me back the cigar. The old man suddenly became anxious and shouted angrily.

"Don't give. Lin Luo took a step back.

"It's against you!" Liang Rongqiao moved like a rabbit, with a phoenix-eyed fist in one hand and a willow leaf palm in the other, and he slashed towards Lin Luo. His hand is like lightning, although he is old, but the wind is strong, but it contains a huge amount of energy.

Not to be outdone, Lin Luo raised his fist to fight back.

Suddenly, the figure in the lobby shook.

"Bang, bang, bang. ”

Fist boom.

A few minutes later, Lin Luo was kicked to the ground by Liang Rongqiao.

"Come again. Lin Luo got up, roared angrily, and rushed up again.

After a few minutes, Lin Luo was knocked to the ground again.

"Grandma, if it weren't for the sake of you being seventy or eighty years old, you old bones would have been broken up by me. You forced me, I'm going to get the real thing. Lin Luo shouted.

"Whoever doesn't take the real skill is the grandson. Liang Rongqiao also had a hot temper and yelled like a naughty boy.

The two fought fiercely again. This time, Lin Luo used all his strength to take out all the various murderous secret techniques that he had practiced in the past four years without reservation.

Liang Rongqiao's strong wind is still strong, but it is obviously much harder.

However, his fists were as strong as the sea, and even though Lin Luo's offensive was like a river, there were no flaws. Finally, after holding on for a quarter of an hour, Lin Luo was punched in the chest by the old man and knocked out.

"Huh?" Liang Rongqiao twitched his eyebrows and said, "It's all like this, and there are still reservations." Whoever does not take the real ability is the grandson. Grandson, come, call grandpa. ”

Lin Luo laughed and said, "I was originally your grandson, and I don't suffer a loss." Old man, do you think my strength is now compared to four years ago?"

"A slight improvement. Liang Rongqiao took the cigar, took a sip, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and then said slowly: "However, you should be worthy of the words invincible in Mingjin." ”

There is no opponent in Mingjin, that is the king of Mingjin.

Bruce Lee, the grandmaster of the generation, is a well-deserved king of Mingjin. At his peak, he once defeated the master of internal strength with the realm of bright strength.

"That's right. Hearing the old man mention the realm, Lin Luo suddenly said in surprise: "Old man, last night on the boat, a mysterious aura suddenly burst out of my dantian. The first time I almost tore the meridians, the second time it nourished me a lot. What the hell is going on?"

"What?" Liang Rongqiao, who was originally calm and calm, suddenly changed his expression drastically, and he arrived in front of Lin Luo in a flash.

The shot was like electricity, instantly holding Lin Luo's pulse.

Lin Luo only felt a warm current rushing in from the old man's fingertips.

"It's similar to this breath, but it's more powerful. Lin Luo was slightly stunned.

Liang Rongqiao held his breath and concentrated, and his internal force traveled in the Lin Luo meridians, and finally arrived at the dantian position. However, after carefully surveying the dantian location for a week, Neili still found nothing.

"What's going on?" Liang Rongqiao secretly wondered: "There is no movement in the dantian. Don't...... Could it really be that he had left an innate energy in Lin Luo's body? But, after all these years, why didn't I notice it?"

After half a ring, Liang Rongqiao opened his eyes, hid his look of surprise, and said with a calm expression: "There is nothing abnormal." Maybe it's because Luo'er's realm has improved and you have sensed the surge of internal breath? Very good, it's time for you to start cultivating your internal strength. ”

Ancient martial arts have been inherited for thousands of years and have their own school system.

Although ancient martial arts are now in decline, this is only the surface.

In the ancient martial arts world, the masters are like clouds, all of them are hidden in the forest and the city.

According to the realm, there are clear energy, internal strength, dark energy and other realms.

It is said that above the dark energy, there is also a realm.

"Cultivating internal strength, does Wing Chun have a method of cultivating internal strength?" Lin Luo looked happy.

Internal strength, with the internal force of the dantian to drive the muscles to exert force, and then drive the whole body strength, burst out of the power far higher than the bright strength, this is the internal strength, and the dark energy, more subtle, can directly drive the internal force, into the enemy's body, so as to achieve the purpose of destroying the enemy's internal organs.

"Of course. Liang Rongqiao's expression was solemn, showing the momentum of a generation of grandmasters, and he said in a deep voice: "Wing Chun belongs to Southern Boxing, which is a branch of Shaolin Boxing. When my grandfather Yan Wing Chun and my grandfather Leung Pok Yan created Wing Chun, there was actually an internal strength method, and this mental method was passed on from inside to outside. Therefore, outsiders only think that Wing Chun has no internal strength. ”

"And now?" Lin Luo wondered. Wing Chun has an inch of energy, and he once suspected that this was a power technique of internal strength, but now it seems that it is not true.

However, the internal strength of Wing Chun, not the outside, and the surname Leung is not passed on, can it be passed on to himself?

"You are my grandson, of course I can teach you. Liang Rongqiao said undoubtedly.

He is a descendant of Yim Wing Chun and the first person of the Leung clan of Wing Chun today. His words are the golden rule, who dares to oppose it? Besides, when Gu Wu arrives today, it is time to abandon the view of the portal.

At this moment, Lu Junyao took two dishes, put them on the table, glared at Lin Luo, and said angrily: "Eat." ”