Chapter 3: The Great Demon of the World, the Blood of Heroes

"Whether it is gossip or Xingyi, they pay great attention to the kung fu on the legs, squat slightly on the legs, and move the center of gravity back, so that when the attack is attacked, there is less of a front-end operation, which is more abrupt and violent. "On the way to the town's No. 2 High School, it was drizzling and foggy, and although I didn't need an umbrella, there was some slippery water on the ground.

"During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and the pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Remembering the famous sentence of the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, between walking by himself, Shi Yinghu subconsciously used the mud steps in Bagua Boxing: light, steady, and strong, otherwise it will be a little heavier, and the muddy water will splash on the clothes.

The reason why Bagua Xingyi Quan is so easy to get on is because Shi Yinghu has received basic training in martial arts since he was a child, and Yan Huang's ninth set of alchemy gymnastics is probably the foundation of the world's unparalleled and tempered foundation. In addition, the physical fitness of human beings in this world is stronger, and the basic quality is more excellent, and it is of course easier to practice any martial arts.

Just like a person who has saved money to become a rich man, isn't it easy to learn to spend money and learn to enjoy life?

In the next month, Shi Yinghu practiced Bagua Xingyi Boxing and gradually became obsessed, and the more he practiced and pondered, the more he felt that this set of boxing techniques was wonderful and unpredictable.

During the day, Shi Yinghu continued to exercise his body in school, punching sandbags, and exercising the hardness of his palms and feet, and at night he practiced Bagua Boxing on the rooftop of his house.

The knowledge of this set of boxing techniques, like a huge iceberg, soaked in Shi Yinghu's eyebrows, although in his mind, but if Shi Yinghu does not practice himself, the knowledge will not emerge by himself, only if he continues to practice and polish, just like waves of blazing sea water continue to impact the iceberg, the fragments of knowledge will continue to melt and dissolve, and finally integrate into the body and become a part of Shi Yinghu.

When going to and from school, use mud steps, walk lightly, steadily and quickly, and leave the bench to squat in class, and the center of gravity is shifted back, like a thick tail growing out of the tail vertebrae.

In the training hall, polish the physique, exercise speed and strength, in the second year of high school, the Shenwu system appeared for the first time, giving Shi Yinghu a choice: physique, root bones, strength, speed, agility any one breaks through to a hundred points, that is, the system can be activated.

The initial choice is different, and the embodiment of the Shenwu system will have corresponding different changes, and Shi Yinghu feels that no matter what, the body is the foundation of all martial arts after all, so he chose to be crazy to temper his own physical foundation, and in the third year of high school, two months before the college entrance examination, he successfully activated the Shenwu system, but this is not to say that strength, speed, and agility are not important in actual combat, on the contrary, Shi Yinghu himself also attaches great importance to these basic attributes.

During the day, he practiced kung fu and practiced martial arts at night to cultivate murderous spirit. After that night, Shi Yinglong began to talk about the strength of Tiger Shape Boxing, Shi Yinghu couldn't refuse, but he didn't practice, just familiar with the characteristics of Tiger Shape Boxing, so that he knew himself and his opponent.

A month has passed very fulfillingly.

It's just that there are good things and bad things.

At the same time as the rapid development of his boxing skills, Shi Yinghu found that the "source energy" points of the Shenwu system fell down like a flood, it turned out that it was not only the source energy that was consumed to query the details of the exercises, but also the source energy that was needed to practice by himself, but Shi Yinghu did not know where the source energy of the Shenwu system came from and how he should obtain it.

In a month's time, the Bagua Xingyi Fist was practiced to the level of level 48 (slightly small) by Shi Yinghu, who had completely sunk into his mind, and his fists could gradually explode a slight crisp sound when he hit the sandbag.

At first, Shi Yinghu was a little concerned, but later found that most of his classmates were working frantically, and no one cared about himself at all, not to mention that he had no sandbags to fight at home, so Shi Yinghu gradually let go of his mind and tried his best to exercise himself.

In order to hide the substantial improvement of his skills in school, Shi Yinghu only used fist kung fu to hit sandbags, so no ordinary student in class 208 could find the fine-tuning changes in his basic skills, only when he practiced basic boxing.

There are more than 200 martial arts students in the three classes of the second high school in the whole town, but there are only five people in the promotion quota, Shi Yinghu's original grades are in the top 20 among the martial arts students, and Xu Haifeng, Li Yang, and Han Xue are the top students in the martial arts, so it is really two hundred people to grab two places, and the competition is very fierce.

"Dad, Mom, Big Brother...... Xiaofeng, I must get the quota of martial arts students, I must go to university to change the fate of the family, I don't want my sister to serve dishes to people every day and suffer so much, I want my eldest brother to stand up again!"

Under the operation of his mind, Shi Yinghu's body movements also changed violently.

Trampled on one foot, the force rose from the ground, the palm of the hand was closed under the ribs, the tiger's mouth turned out, and suddenly clenched a fist and pierced out. At this moment, Shi Yinghu's mind and fist strength are one, and the strength runs around the body, converging and exploding at one point.

"Drink!"

"Phew!"

"Rustling ......"

A low punch was struck, but it was dripping with joy, but after the pain, Shi Yinghu quickly reacted badly.

Because his punch actually stabbed directly into the sandbag, the sand inside had to flow out, and the entire training hall gradually calmed down.

............

"Damn, what kind of medicine are you taking? so fierce? Luo Dong didn't have any scheming, came over to see the excitement, Shi Yinghu tried his best to keep his face unchanged, retracted his fist and thought about how to make this matter down, it doesn't matter if Luo Dong's grades are so bad that he can't go to college, the top 20 in the whole school, and now they have the opportunity to go to college, they are already wary of each other, either secretly practicing hard, or going to the Great Martial Arts Hall to study, and breaking the sandbag with his own punch, I don't know how many competitors I will fight if I don't handle it well.

"I've been beating this sandbag for a long time, so it's probably brittle. Shi Yinghu explained as lightly as possible, but there were already whispers all around.

"What are you doing, what are you looking at here? Do your own thing. At this time, Mr. Tang from the training hall walked over, and when he saw the training sandbag that had been punched out of a hole, he was also stunned.

The material of this kind of sandbag in the school is very thick and thick double-layer canvas, and it is soaked in oil, which is difficult for ordinary people to cut with a knife.

He glanced at Shi Yinghu deeply, but Teacher Tang didn't say anything, but turned around to drive away the students gathered around.

"It's this sandbag that is worn out, it's time to change. Shi Yinghu, Luo Dong, go to the equipment room to fill in a new sandbag and replace it...... Don't look for the old ones anymore. Looking at Shi Yinghu, Mr. Tang added another sentence.

Martial arts in the morning and literature in the afternoon.

Although the cultural course scores of martial arts students are not too high, they must at least reach the minimum admission line, after all, the vast majority of high-level martial arts require an intellectual level and comprehension that is not low.

Town No. 2 High School, Class 208, History Class.

"Today, we are talking about the bloody battle of Red Lake, the seventh division of the Imperial Capital Dragoon Legion, where we are blocking the nine demon Jiaoli Chimei, this is a college entrance examination question with a high chance, you have to memorize it. ”

"The Yanhuang Dragon Cavalry Regiment is the first division of Yanhuang seventy years ago, and all the third-order martial artists are equipped with domesticated mutant beasts red blood flying dragons and second-order heavy armor, especially the head of the seventh division, 'Overlord General' Hong Jianjun is a congenital great grandmaster, and he once defeated five grandmasters of the same level in one battle with a red flame to defend the country. ”

But in that battle, the Seventh Division was reduced by 80%, Hong Jianjun did not retreat until his death, and the blood of heroes completely dyed Hongze Lake red...... However, without the 7th Division's blockade, the 23.7 million civilians near Hongze Lake would not have had a chance to evacuate safely. ”

"As a Yanhuang person, even if you don't take this question in the college entrance examination, I think you should remember the heroes who died for your life today. ”

"Teacher, don't say it, we can carry it, can't we carry it? Hearing the deeds of the heroes, the young people who were in no mood were undoubtedly without conscience, and a group of young people in the 208 class, many boys and girls listened to the teacher's description, looked at the words in the books in front of them and the tragic photos, and even couldn't help but burst into tears.

Time, place, battle, process, historical significance, Shi Yinghu rustled and copied while leaving the stool with his buttocks, feeling every inch of his spine, from head to body, and then to tail. Head, body, tail, three in one, that kind of explosive explosion sensitivity.

“...... The demon Jiao who slaughtered millions of people is Chimei, and I really hope that one day I can kill it in the palm of my hand. Shi Yinghu copied and memorized it, while appreciating the pile method, and couldn't help but imagine it like this.

However, Li Chimei has killed so many human beings, but it is still rampant in the world and no one can control it, because it is the Great Demon King of the Fourth-Order Realm, and the sacrifice of the entire Seventh Division seventy years ago was just to block and repel it, and the masters of the Yanhuang Ancient Kingdom do not know how many times they have chased and killed it in the past seventy years, but this guy is still at large.

Imagine killing the demon Jiao Li Chimei one day, this thought made Shi Yinghu himself shudder, there are many people in the world who want to kill this big demon, this nine-headed demon Jiao is more ferocious than ordinary dragons, he wants to kill people, why?

"Unless the system gives me a set of palm techniques that can kill dragons in the future, it's best not to have the idea of 'slaughtering Jiao'. "The road is to go out step by step, and people should not be too ambitious, otherwise you may be tripped by the stones under your feet when you look up at the starry sky, this truth Shi Yinghu himself is also very clear, so he restrained his mind and began to work hard to brush the questions at the same time did not stop the practice of the three-body pile gong.

When the history class ended, the sky outside the window was already dark, and there was only one class left before school ended, and Shi Yinghu also sat down in this gap and rubbed his thighs himself.

"Alas, Shi Yinghu, your punch in the morning was very handsome, did you go to a martial arts gym to study recently?"

At this time, a palm slapped on Shi Yinghu's shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw a slim and beautiful girl wearing jeans and a white T-shirt.

Dong Xue, the head of the martial arts class, is also one of the most beautiful girls in the town's second high school, in the context of the current era, the state encourages childbearing, encourages early birth, and encourages early birth, so it is very common for boys and girls to get married and have children at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

Shi Yinghu's sister Shi Xiaofeng has made a private agreement with her boyfriend for life, and this Dong Xue is regarded as forbidden by Xu Haifeng in the same class, but the birth of a female martial artist is a big injury to her vitality, and it is likely to affect the upper limit of her achievements in the future, so Xu Haifeng was very normal to be fished by Dong Xue, and her little hand was not able to hold it, but she didn't fight for her.

At this moment, seeing Dong Xue's smiling appearance in front of him, Shi Yinghu secretly said: "It's not good."

glanced over, and sure enough, he saw Xu Haifeng's eyes in the corner of the classroom. Xu Haifeng is like a bull, and Dong Xue is the crimson cloth.

Although he is not afraid of this guy, his ambition is to go to university, and if he fights with Xu Haifeng, he will inevitably become the target of other people's sniping.

Now Shi Yinghu just wants to go to college safely and smoothly, the battle of righteousness, beautiful women and whatever, all of these have to be left behind.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Just when Shi Yinghu was thinking about how to get rid of the two troubles of Dong Xue and Xu Haifeng, an extremely piercing alarm suddenly sounded, covering the entire campus and the entire city in an instant.

"Students, the mutant beast is attacking the city, like a daily exercise, everyone goes to the underground bunker in order!" "The mutant beast storming the city is terrifying, but it is an inevitable process in life for people in this era, and now Shi Yinghu doesn't need to waste words with Dong Xue anymore, all the students dodge into the underground bunker quickly and orderly according to their daily training.

Once again, this is a bloody era in which humans and mutant beasts are fighting for hegemony and fighting for the throne of the earth.

Blood, killing, death, no one can escape from anyone who lives in this era!