The two bickered all the way and soon returned to the villa.

At this time, the sunset had already reflected half of the sky, Qin Ruo stood on the balcony on the third floor, lit a cigarette and smoked.

"Landlord, I'm going to the movies, do you want to go along?" came Concubine Xia's beautiful voice below.

"No, you go ahead and stay safe at night. Qin Ruo said.

Looking at the back of Concubine Xia leaving, Qin Ruo suddenly remembered the one who had been sealed in the dust for a long time, whispered softly, and said with a smile: Shi Yao, she is really similar to you.

Alone smoking on the balcony, Qin Ruo shook off this strange thought in his heart, boiled a pot of water, made a cup of tea, and sat leisurely on a chair reading the newspaper.

He has advanced his mental age by thirty years and is living a comfortable life as an old man in his fifties.

Perhaps because he felt too bored, Qin Ruo rarely started a set of boxing techniques, which was called Baquan.

The lethality of this fist is extremely powerful, containing the essence of the major Chinese boxing techniques, and the creator of Zào absorbed the essence of it and fused what Taijiquan Bagua Boxing Wing Chun together.

This boxing method called Baquan was formed

This is what Qin Ruo's master once taught him, saying that in today's world, apart from him, only Qin Ruo learns this boxing method, and blows this fist more bull B and how bullish.

As soon as this set of fists was cast, a powerful momentum was suddenly released on the balcony, and the wind of fists had risen before anyone moved.

There are a total of seven styles of hegemony, and now Qin Ruo has cultivated to the second type to sweep thousands of troops, as the name suggests, even in the face of hundreds of enemies, Qin Ruo can defeat them with just a pair of fleshy palms!

Boom, boom, boom!

The fist wind roared, like thunder. Qin Ruo's movements seemed to be slow, but sometimes they were extremely fast.

Half an hour later, Qin Ruo panted and bent over, exhaling heavily: "It's just that after a few times to sweep through a thousand armies, there is no strength." It seems that I haven't fully comprehended the sweeping army!"

After practicing boxing, Qin Ruo sat cross-legged on the ground, breathing and exhaling according to the method that the master had said.

As time slowly passed, Qin Ruo gradually entered the state, and his whole body seemed to be vaguely covered with a thin layer of mist, and his figure was very hazy from a distance, as if he was in a fog.

If there is an internal kung fu master who sees this situation, he will definitely be horrified, and the qi in the body is released through the body, forming a mist, which is a sign of the peak of qi!

Although it is no longer the era of cold weapons, and hot weapons dominate, the real masters are still martial arts masters. Chinese martial arts have been inherited for 5,000 years, and there are many cultivators.

However, most of them have learned a little bit of fur and can do some simple self-defense techniques. Those who can reach the peak of their strength are still too few and too few, and they are all real masters.

Of course, this is also relatively speaking, after all, there are still many relatively complete schools in Huaxia, whether it is a famous family with many talents, or a hidden family with few people, there are still many masters of strength.

There is even a transcendence of energy, reaching an even more terrifying state of existence!

Qin Ruo didn't know the specific name of his own sect, the old man didn't say it, he only knew that it was a single lineage, and the old man only had such an apprentice as him in his life.

The moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and the time had already reached the early hours of the morning, Qin Ruo took a long breath, feeling refreshed and energetic.

After turning around the door a few times, Qin Ruo found that Xia Feixuan, the girl had not come back, stretched her waist, and planned to go back to her room to sleep.

Just as Qin Ruo was about to go down from the balcony, he suddenly heard a messy footsteps in the distance, and the footsteps were mixed with an amazing shouting and killing sound, which had weakened to the point of being inaudible when it reached Qin Ruo's ears.

"It's a noisy night on the beach. Qin Ruo muttered, rubbing his eyes, what does it have to do with me?

Before the words fell, a sharp knock on the door downstairs suddenly sounded.

"Huh?"

Qin Ruo immediately returned to the balcony and glanced outside the door of the villa, only to see a burly black figure standing outside the door.