"Bah, bah, bah!"

In the morning, Meng Fan was practicing with Liu Erxie in the attic, and suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the courtyard downstairs, and looked down from the attic window, and saw an old man beating wooden stakes in the corner of the courtyard, wearing a black practice uniform, punching and punching, meticulous, looking very professional.

I don't know if he noticed that Meng Fan was looking at him, the old man raised his head intentionally or unintentionally, and glanced at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan nodded at the old man through the window, then walked from the attic to the courtyard, stood in front of the old man, and asked with a smile: "Old man, what kind of boxing are you practicing?"

The reason why he was a little interested in this old man was because his physical body had been ignited by Lan Er, and his combat power was comparable to that of a cultivator at the tenth level of Condensing Spirit, and he was looking for an opportunity to let his physical body enter the earth in one fell swoop, in this way, even if the phantom of the tiger and phoenix beast did not wake up, he would not be in a hurry when he encountered some crisis situations.

This old man knows some martial arts at a glance, and a chat may give him some inspiration.

"Your friend didn't say there were two people renting a house. It should be the reason for the regular practice, the old man's face was very ruddy, a little childish, his eyes were blazing, and he said, "You have to share more of the water and electricity bills every month." ”

"No problem. Meng Fan smiled, the old man lives in such a big villa, and he is so cheap, the richer he is, the more he picks the door, seeing that the old man no longer hits the wooden stake, but walks to the side with some unkindness, Meng Fan doesn't care, he stands in front of the wooden stake by himself, and hits him twice.

The wooden stake is a kind of training weapon, and the warriors in the secular world like to use it for simulation exercises, which can exercise people's attacks, techniques, footwork, and legs...... Wait, as the old saying goes, if you look for an opponent on a bridge, you need a teacher, and if you don't have a teacher, you have no opponent, and you need it in the mirror and the pile.

However, the body and ability of cultivators are too much beyond that of secular martial artists, and basically no one uses wooden stakes, not that wooden stakes are of little help to cultivators, but they are too fragile, and as soon as the mind method is operated, they can be beaten into a pile of firewood.

"Click!"

And Meng Fan obviously underestimated the strength of his physical body, although it was lightly hit twice, the wooden stake still made a crisp sound of cracking, the old man heard the sound, hurriedly turned around and ran back to the wooden stake, with an old face, checked the wooden stake, and saw a fresh crack stretching out, with a look of regret on his face: "You young man is too uneducated, how can you mess with other people's things, this pile has been with me for half a lifetime, and now it has been broken by you, what do you say?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Breaking other people's things, Meng Fan scratched his head embarrassedly, and said nothing, "Wait a few days, I will definitely help you fix it." ”

"Repair? This kind of thing is broken, it's broken, it's impossible to fix it! Boy, seeing that your hand strength is not small, it should also be a practitioner, so let's do it, you accompany the old man to make two moves, and I won't embarrass you about the pile." The old man had a touch of anger on his face, looked at Meng Fan, and then stretched forward with his right hand, stretched out his horse step, and put on a posture of over-the-top, as if he wanted to give Meng Fan a little color, and said, "Even if you come, you can use as much strength as you want." ”

"That's a lot of offense!" Seeing the old man's serious posture, Meng Fan didn't want to show too much contempt, he arched his hand seriously, and also put on a posture, "The old man will strike first!"

"Look at it!" The old man was really unkind, he stepped forward, clenched his fist with his right hand, and attacked Meng Fan's chest, the momentum was very strong, but the strength and speed were much worse, in Meng Fan's opinion, it was almost like a child's house.

"Let you punch and dissipate. Because he damaged the old man's wooden stake, Meng Fan deliberately wanted the old man to punch him, so as not to make the old man angry, and did not dodge, but in the next second, something incredible happened, only to see the old man's fist at a distance of three or four centimeters from his chest, suddenly accelerated, and hit his chest, an amazing force pushed him out, rubbed, and took three steps back before stopping!

"What kind of fist is this?" Meng Fan's face changed suddenly, and he asked in a lost voice. You must know that Liu Erxie's cultivation at the fifth level of condensation spirit will not be able to impress him in the slightest! At this time, even if he is not very serious and intends to let the old man fight, it will never knock him back three steps with one punch!

"Go on!" The old man was also a little frightened in his heart, he wanted to smash Meng Fan away with one punch, so that he couldn't get out of bed for a day or two, but he didn't expect that Meng Fan would just take three steps back easily!

The old man continued to attack, Meng Fan didn't dare to be careless, he kept paying attention to the old man's offensive, even Liu Erxie stopped cultivating, ran down from the attic, squatted aside and watched, seeing the two fists and feet, fighting seriously, his eyes showed a color full of interest, and he guessed in his heart that he could persecute his strong boss to such an extent, could it be that this old man was a hidden cultivator?

"He seems to be able to manipulate power in his kung fu. Meng Fan tried to attack the old man, considering the old man's physical condition, the strength was naturally not too much, but after the old man was hit, his body just shook, and then he threw a punch and hit Meng Fan's body, Meng Fan had already taken a step back when he was on guard.

"It's like Tai Chi's strength, but it's not quite like that. Meng Fan's brows furrowed slightly, what was happening in front of him was too shocking, no less than seeing Elder Tao's trick, that old man could actually transfer his strength, accumulate his strength, and stimulate his strength in an instant...... But his body clearly doesn't have much strength.

"I'm going to exert myself!" Meng Fan reminded the old man, and then slapped it with a palm, this palm was enough to slap Liu Erxie to the ground, the old man noticed that this palm was unusual, the corners of his mouth twitched, his arms were crossed, and he held Meng Fan's palm, and the horse sank suddenly, and then his body spun in place, raised his knees, and crashed towards Meng Fan!

"Sure enough, he transferred my strength back!" Meng Fan was surprised and delighted, and a feeling of enlightenment suddenly rose in his heart, as if he had found an opportunity for his body to enter the earth, with a touch of excitement on his face, he became full of fighting spirit, stretched out his hand and pressed on the old man's knee, his body flew up with his strength, and blasted towards the top of the old man's head with a fist!

"Good boy! "Happy!" The old man seemed to be addicted to it, and he actually jumped on his knees, jumped into the air, and shook Meng Fan hard, Liu Erxie saw that the old man was so fierce, he couldn't help but applaud and shout!

"You can still transfer power in the air!" Meng Fan retreated to the side, his mood became more and more excited, since the old man was so powerful, he didn't plan to retain his strength, he wanted to see where the old man's limit was, his right hand clenched his fist, and when he was about to rush towards the old man, he rolled his eyes and lay straight on the ground after seeing the old man fall from the air......