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Yingluo went to the village to sell porcelain fired by Bigu, but was blocked by several bandits on the way back, she was still eager to practice swordsmanship, but she didn't want An Ci to suddenly come out, and repelled the bandits with three punches and two kicks.

"Little girl, if you go any further, you will enter the mountains, don't be greedy, go home quickly. "Even though the tiger has his back on his back, An Ci's speech has always been slow and steady.

It's a pity that Yingluo doesn't appreciate it.

The monster who was robbed of the experience will be unhappy.

Since this great monk has beaten away the "sandbag", it is up to him to make the "sandbag".

So Yingluo attacked with the wooden stick he had picked up.

It's also that newborn calves aren't afraid of tigers, and now that I think about it, I was really impulsive.

Although An Ci didn't understand why he was beaten, he didn't like to be beaten, so he intervened to stop him, trying to take down the stick.

The idea is good, but if the swordsman of the Flying Sword Stream can be snatched of the weapon in his hand, then Yingluo might as well buy a piece of tofu and die head-on.

Even if this weapon is nothing more than a wooden stick that can be found everywhere in the mountains and forests.

The weapon is terrible because of the people who control it.

So An Ci was beaten by a fat blow that cut his head and covered his face.

The rough skin and thick flesh of the monk in front of him looked very durable, but Yingluo didn't exert too much strength, probably to the extent that it would hurt but not hurt.

What a good punching bag!

It's a pity that there is no good temper.

An Ci is angry, it's strange not to be angry.

Bear kids are so annoying!

He fought back.

The two started a ping-pong fight.

So the two didn't know each other, and they became friends.

Later, An Ci lived in the mountains near the village, and also took in several orphans to take care of their lives.

This man has a rough appearance, but he has a slender heart.

On the contrary, Yingluo's long text is quiet, but there is a rough line inside.

In a sense, the two are the same kind of people, and they are different from each other, and this common point allows the two to quickly identify with each other.

"I've been creating a punch that can crush everything. An Ci said to Yingluo excitedly.

Yingluo also asked with interest: "What kind of boxing technique?" ”

"Hehe, it's all just a theory now. An Ci touched his head and said with some embarrassment: "I call it 'Double Strength'!"

"Erzhongjin?" Yingluo was confused, as if he had heard the name somewhere, but couldn't remember it. She said curiously, "I'll hear it in detail." ”

"Well, that's right. An Ci picked up a stone and punched it lightly: "You see, I hit the stone with a punch, and the stone did not shatter, because it neutralized the power of my attack. ”

Yingluo nodded: "Yes, go on." ”

"So I wondered, if I hit the first punch and then quickly hit the second punch, would it be like hitting a stone with no resistance? According to this reason, the resistance of everything in the world is like a void, and my fist can become a crusher being!"

Yingluo was stunned, although she was not a science student in her previous life, she also knew the so-called three laws of force. The first punch to counteract the object's resistance, and then the second punch to smash the object, sounds quite reasonable, but it completely violates the principles of mechanics.

It can only be said that it is terrible to be uneducated.

Seeing An Ci's excited appearance, she couldn't hit the other party, so she had to pat the other party on her toes and pat the other party's shoulder and said, "You can try, but don't rush it." ”

An Ci said gratefully: "Thank you girl, for your concern, I will take it step by step." ”

Ying Luo's head has a black line, I mean give up if you can't try!

What a stupid monk.

I thought that such an "innocent" boxing technique would be impossible to achieve, but two months later, An Ci showed the results of his cultivation to Yingluo, and a stone the size of a basin was smashed into powder by him with one punch...... And not fragments.

I'm sorry, I'm going to hold down the coffin board of your old man, Newton!

Yingluo's mouth opened wide in surprise.

Such an unscientific thing really made this monk practice?

"It's far from being practiced. An Ci's hands were scarred, and he said happily and disappointedly: "I can fight a thousand punches now, and I can probably make one punch and two strengths, if you want to master it, you still need to hone a lot!"

That's pretty impressive, okay.

Yingluo was speechless in his heart, but he was also happy for the other party. Unlike his rough appearance, An Ci is a patient and careful man, and only he can practice the boring boxing techniques day after day.

The so-called strong person is a person who can recognize the path to take, and then persevere to go on until the peak.

Bigu is like this, he has become one with the sword.

An Ci is the same, but he is still on the way to merge with the fist.

But in time, he will eventually become a world-famous boxing master!

Yingluo was a little envious and a little expectant, she couldn't help licking her lips: "Wait until the day when you become a double strength, let's have another competition!"

An Ci shook his head and said, "I'm very sorry, and let me refuse." ”

"Why?"

"The double strength is not a fist used for fighting, its power is too great, everything in front of it is like the moon in the water, it will shatter when touched, you are a good person, I can't hurt you. ”

Very arrogant statement.

But Yingluo was not angry, she knew that this was An Ci's love for her and kindness, so she had to accept it with gratitude.

She nodded, and said, "But when you have completed your double training, you must let me see it." Just like this time, just hit the stones. ”

An Ci didn't object this time, he smiled and said, "Yes, I will keep it in mind!"

But until Ying Luo went down the mountain to find Kenshin, he didn't practice Duojin again.

Because he lost weight so quickly.

From the original burly man, he has become a tall and thin man like a bamboo pole.

He began to take in orphans in the neighborhood at the temple.

The world is not good, even the farmers who plough the fields for a living have a meal but not a meal, let alone a monk.

The pressure of life fell heavily on his broad back, and all the time was spent on making a living, and the boxing technique had been forgotten by him.

Instead, children grabbed his trouser legs and shouted hunger.

The future master of boxing was defeated by a small grain of rice.

That's probably why Kenshin wants to usher in a new era!

Yingluo suddenly had such an insight.

Uonuma Umizu's short spear stabbed out like a poisonous snake again, bringing up blood and pain, and the pain brought her to the back of her minds.

"Do you dare to get distracted when you fight me?" Uonuma Usui retracted the tortoiseshell shield again: "What a woman who makes people angry!"

"Whew. Yingluo exhaled lightly and regrouped his posture. She said as if to herself, "I'm sorry, Anci, I'm going to borrow your mastery." ”

"What?" Uonuma Umizu didn't hear.

Ying Luo replied lazily, she looked at the sky, and said unhappily: "Really, I have been delayed with the two of you for too long, so I may not be able to catch up with the next village before sunset." ”

Uonuma snorted coldly: "Do you still have illusions now? It seems that you haven't recognized the status quo yet!"

"It's you who can't recognize the status quo!" Ying Luo's eyes lit up, his sword aura was heroic, and the leaves were scattered and fell. She snorted softly: "With these crooked tricks of yours, you also want to defeat me, wishful thinking! Watch me smash your tortoise shell!"

Uonuma Yushui also shouted: "Come on, come if you have the ability!"

Ying Luo stepped forward again, and a sword looked at the tortoiseshell shield, but it slipped away without surprise.

"Hahaha!" Uonuma Yushui laughed a few times and said disdainfully: "The unique arc of my tortoiseshell shield is to deflect the slash of the sword, and all your attacks are in vain!"

"Deflection attack, in vain?" Ying Luo snorted coldly: "Foreign objects may be strong for a while, but the human body itself is the strongest thing!"

"The human body is the strongest? don't be funny, the human body has a limit, even if you hone your physical body to the extreme, and train your swordsmanship to the peak, you can't resist the sword, let alone the guns, the black ship in Edo Bay is an example, the shogunate's concession is an example, you and I are a martial artist, will become the garbage of the times, worthless!"