"Flawed boxing?"

Nangong Qingfeng was a little incredible.

He's an ancient warrior of the five grades!

He has been fighting this boxing method for so many years, and he can't see the flaws?

"Little Brother Wen Hong, this boxing technique has been passed down from generation to generation in my comrade-in-arms' family, how can it be flawed?"

Nangong Qingfeng shook his head, not agreeing with the other party's conclusion.

"It's ridiculous, you dare to point fingers at boxing, it's really a clown who jumps off the beam with an axe, uncle, you still treat him as a guest?"

Nangong Pojun sneered and laughed unabashedly.

"Don't be rude!" the old man reprimanded in a deep voice.

When Wen Hong heard this, his brows furrowed.

This person named Nangong Pojun has been targeting himself since he first came in.

If it weren't for the face of the old man, you would definitely not be able to eat and walk around!

"Feng Lao, you play a set, I'll watch it again. ”

Wen Hong ignored the man and spoke to the old man again.

"Okay, then I'll put on a show, if there is any problem, little brother Wenhong, you can criticize and correct at any time. ”

The old man was also bold, and when he heard Hong's repeated requests, he no longer refused.

He slowly walked to the open space next to the dining table, steadied his footing, and began to practice Tai Chi with a soft drink.

Wen Hong hurriedly cast the Divine Dragon Spell and watched carefully.

I saw that the old man played Tai Chi with solidity, slow illness, rigidity and softness, and there was huge strength and murderous aura hidden under every move.

However, as Wen Hong's observation of using the dragon's ability deepened.

Gradually, I found the same problem as last time.

That is, in the process of practicing Tai Chi, the use of the left leg is a little unnatural.

Every time you lift your left leg, your knee and lower back will become dull, and it is clear that the movement of your left leg has damaged other positions.

"Divine Dragon Spell!"

Wen Hong's heart moved, and he immediately urged his deduction ability with all his might.

Immediately, the scene in his eyes changed.

When the old man practiced Tai Chi and used his left leg, a golden figure appeared next to him, making a similar movement.

And the movements of this golden figure appear to be extremely smooth, and there is a natural beauty.

"That's it, this is the new boxing method after it has been perfected!"

Wen Hong's eyes were full of excitement.

He hurriedly shouted to stop the old man, and at the same time demonstrated the improved and perfected movements.

"Huh?"

Nangong Qingfeng played a little according to Wen Hong's movements, and suddenly a strange streamer flashed in his eyes.

Seem...... It's really much smoother than before!

"Little brother, come quickly, again!"

Nangong Qingfeng urged eagerly, and at the same time, according to Wen Hong's guidance, he kept improving and perfecting his movements.

After about half an hour, Wen Hong finally finished his demonstration.

He looked at Nangong Qingfeng, who was obsessed with perfecting the Tai Chi method, and showed a smile of relief.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, a soft sound flashed through Wen Hong's mind.

He felt something in his heart, and hurriedly looked at the real dragon ring.

I saw that a figure glowing with golden light also appeared in the real dragon ring, and between the fists and feet of this figure, it was the Tai Chi method that he had perfected just now.

The figure gradually faded as the fists and feet waved.

Finally, it turned into a little bit of Venus and dissipated into the real dragon ring.

Immediately after, a wave of satisfaction and gratitude poured out of the True Dragon Ring and fed back to Wen Hong.

"If you perfect the exercises, there will be a reward!"

Wen Hong closed his eyes and stared, and after reading the information fed back by the ring, he was overjoyed.

I saw the space of the real dragon ring.

At this moment, there are two light blue talismans lying quietly in them, the surface of the talisman has profound and difficult to understand words, and directly above the talisman is a dragon calling for clouds and rain.

"Water Control Talisman!"

Wen Hong read the simple text introduction that appeared on the ring, his eyes full of excitement.

Baby!

I didn't expect to meet the request of the True Dragon Ring, and there would be such a generous reward!

It was at this time......

"Drink!"

Nangong Qingfeng, who was practicing boxing, suddenly stopped his body, and after taking a deep breath, he suddenly let out a loud shout!

Suddenly, bursts of fluctuations visible to the naked eye centered on Nangong Qingfeng, thinking about spreading around.

"Grandpa broke through with this punch!"

Seeing this, Nangong Long shouted excitedly.

And Nangong Pojun, who originally mocked Wen Hong for not understanding boxing, had a gloomy face at the moment, sitting in the corner without saying a word.

He felt as if he had been slapped by Wen Hong.

The face hurts hotly.

"Little Brother Wenhong, you are really a god!"

Nangong Qingfeng's eyes were full of incredulity.

He has been stuck at the level of Wupin for more than ten years, and every time he wants to break through, he is always a little short of succeeding.

Just now, after trying a perfect version of the Tai Chi method, he immersed himself in it.

The trace that was always lacking was also made up in the drill, and everything fell into place, allowing him to directly break through to the four-rank ancient martial artist!

"At the age of the old man, the level of the ancient martial artist can still break through, all because of you!"

"Please bow to the old man!"

Nangong Qingfeng hugged his fists excitedly and bowed to Wen Hong.

Wen Hong hurriedly helped the old man up.

During the time when his hands were touching Nangong Qingfeng's arm, he felt that there was a majestic and surging amount of energy in the other party's body.

Even now, as a second-order true dragon, he was secretly frightened.

It's so strong!

This powerful energy, even if he incarnates as a dragon, is no match for it!

"Wind is old. ”

Wen Hong realized the danger of the ancient warrior again, and he asked with a rather serious expression:

"I've heard you talk about ancient warriors and breakthroughs several times, can you tell me the details?"

"Ancient warriors?"

Nangong Qingfeng looked a little surprised.

Such a god-like existence, I haven't heard of an ancient warrior?

However, he didn't ask, and after being slightly surprised, he briefly introduced Wen Hong: "Ancient warriors, although they are not put on the bright side, but the families and large enterprises that rank first are more or less supported by ancient warriors, and the power without ancient warriors is like duckweed without roots, which cannot stand." ”

"As for the breakthrough, that's because the ancient martial artists are divided into nine grades, and the weakest one is the nine grades that have just stepped into the ancient martial arts, and my little dragon belongs to this list. When they reached the second or third rank of ancient martial arts, they already belonged to one of the highest levels of the major forces. As for the highest-level first-rank ancient warrior, it only exists in legends, and it is said that it has the terrifying strength of one person to resist one country."

"Oh, I see. ”

Wen Hong nodded. Then he asked, "What kind of product do you belong to?"

"The old man dragged the little brother, your blessing, this time you broke through to the fourth grade!"

Nangong Qingfeng is full of red light, and breaking through when he is old is not only to improve his strength, but also to extend his life for a few years!

He is confident that he will run the Nangong family better.

Even......

It is not impossible to become the first family in Jianghai City!

"It seems that there is a huge disparity in strength between each level of ancient martial artists, like those low-level ancient martial artists are slightly stronger than ordinary people, and they are not a threat. ”

Wen Hong muttered to himself, and he also had a clearer understanding of the ancient warriors in his heart.

"Oh, what a big breath!"

Nangong Pojun on the side slapped the table and stood up, staring at Wen Hongdao with an unkind expression:

"You are a yellow-haired boy, you will float away when you are praised by two gods, and you are not a threat to a low-level ancient martial artist?"

"I, a seventh-rank ancient martial artist, want to see if you have the qualifications to say this. ”

After saying that, Nangong Pojun kicked away the chair that was in the way and walked in the direction of Wen Hong.

"Break the army, don't be rude!"

The old man Nangong Qingfeng frowned and scolded.

"Huh...... Uncle, why are you elbowing outward, and besides, my father is only in exile but not dead, and it is not your turn to take care of me. ”

Nangong Pojun responded with compassion, and continued to approach Wen Hong step by step.

"You...... Shaft!"

Nangong Qingfeng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

This rebel is really as narrow-minded as his father!

Little Brother Wen Hong is a medical material, but he is not an ancient martial artist.

How could it be your opponent!

Just when the old man's heart was crossed, he was ready to take action to suppress this disobedient nephew.

"Old Feng, wait!"

A strong and powerful voice sounded, and Wen Hong raised his hand to signal the old man of the Nangong family not to make a move for the time being.

Wen Hong narrowed his eyes and looked at Nangong Pojun.

Since this guy entered the door, he has made five and three ridicules, and the yellow-haired boy has been screaming non-stop.

This made him extremely unhappy as much as he could.

"Come on, let's take it as a friendly exchange. ”

Wen Hong took a step forward, and his tone became sharper:

"Just let me see how much of a threat you can pose to me, a mere seventh-rank ancient martial artist!"