Chapter 13: The Eight Dragon Fists
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"Sanyang, we are partners from childhood to adulthood, if you have any embarrassment, tell me if you have ideas."
"I ......"
As soon as the fat man heard Yang Sanyang's words, he immediately became a little angry. moved his fat body.
"Sanyang, aren't you, Leng Yan asked us to come over and help, you still can't shirk it, you're still not a friend, you don't have anything to do now, how can you..."
Listening to Du Sanpang's words, Yang Sanyang's face became more and more ugly, and he was not good at talking, clenching his fists tightly.
"I ...... I'm ready to leave! ”
Yang Sanyang stumbled for a while before he said such a sentence.
When Leng Yan heard Yang Sanyang's words, he suddenly smiled, "Sanyang, congratulations on finding your own way!." ”
Yang Sanyang's eyes were full of gratitude, and he nodded vigorously, looking at Leng Yan,
"My grandfather found me and wanted to take me out of Wufeng City, and I didn't want to lose this opportunity."
After Yang Sanyang finished speaking, he lowered his head, and he didn't want to leave, but his grandfather, who had not been young for many years, had no way to refuse.
After listening to Yang Sanyang's explanation, Du Sanpang stopped talking, didn't know what to say, and regretted that he had just forced Yang Sanyang to go too far.
Leng Yan looked at the two friends in front of him and smiled. The latest chapter of Hei Yan Pavilion has been uploaded
Du Sanpang also hurriedly explained, "Sanyang, what I said just now may be a bit excessive, don't take it to heart." I'm such a person, hehe, your grandfather is looking for you, you just said it sooner. You can rest assured here, with my help Leng Yan, no problem. You can follow your grandfather with peace of mind. It's not like we won't see each other again, right? ”
Yang Sanyang nodded solemnly and didn't say anything, secretly thinking that they would definitely meet again in the future.
Leng Yan looked at his two friends. He didn't say anything more, and took out the remaining two pills with him. handed it to Du Sanpang and Yang Sanyang respectively.
"This pill is my gift to you, the fat man can take it when he goes home in a while, Sanyang, you decide for yourself, try to take it before you cultivate, but remember not to tell anyone, including your grandfather."
Yang Sanyang nodded solemnly, while Du Sanpang was playing with the elixir in his hand. But no matter how you look at it, I don't know what kind of elixir it is.
"This, that, what kind of elixir is this?"
Du Sanpang finally asked questions.
Leng Yan looked at Du Sanfat with a smile and a look of anxiety and doubt.
"You'll find out when you go back and eat."
Sent Yang Sanyang and Du Sanpang away, and returned to the house, Leng Yan slowly calmed himself down, and now Mo Lingshan has returned to the royal city, and Yang Sanyang is also leaving, and only Ruyan and Du Sanpang are left by his side.
Ruyan followed Leng Yan's side, looking at Leng Yan's pensive face, she didn't know what to say, so she had to stand there all the time.
Leng Yan has now become a thorn in the side of the Luo family, and he will definitely not let go of himself easily, and the Huo family, who cooperates with him, does not have 100% trust in himself, and Leng Yan can't believe that the Huo family can protect his interests.
At present, the most important thing is to improve your own strength.
In the previous life, Leng Yan relied on his powerful Dan Dao methods and exchanged some martial arts with many martial arts cultivators, Leng Yan constantly sorted out some memories of martial arts, countless palm fist techniques, and memories of some weapon moves poured out.
Suddenly, Leng Yan remembered an event that was still fresh in his memory.
At that time, Leng Yan was on the way to collect pill materials, and inadvertently saved an old man, who was himself a high-level martial saint, and in order to thank him for saving his life, he gave himself a set of boxing techniques.
"Eight steps dragon fist".
The boxing techniques that can be valued by high-level martial saints should be regarded as a set of boxing techniques with a good foundation.
After deciding, Leng Yan read the information of the "Eight Steps Dragon Fist" little by little, the "Eight Dragon Fists" are divided into eight layers, breaking jade, cracking silk, breaking gold, coagulation, breaking the sky, stopping the wind, silent sky, and descending the dragon, a total of eight realms.
And it is equipped with eight steps corresponding to the footwork to assist in the cultivation of boxing.
The eight-step footwork is based on the star positions of the Big Dipper and the North Star, and the endless footwork changes are extended, and after the footwork is matured, it can be interspersed with each other, and both speed and strain will be greatly improved.
Leng Yan was happy in his heart, this is it. Then he began to practice the footwork rules of the eight dragon fists over and over again in his mind, and when he felt that he was basically familiar with this set of footwork, he stood up and practiced step by step in the room.
Ru Yan was also stunned when she saw Leng Yan suddenly stand up and walk around the room, but when she saw Leng Yan walking in an orderly manner and her footwork was weird, although she didn't know what the young master would practice again, she still quietly withdrew from the room.
Leng Yan was still relatively rusty at first, but he kept walking over and over again until he was proficient in the most basic footwork, and then stopped.
After taking a few deep breaths, Leng Yan looked out the window, a ray of sunlight shone in, it seemed that it was already morning. I practiced all night unconsciously.
After a simple grooming and dressing, and then a full meal, Leng Yan eagerly wanted to know what kind of level he was now.
Playing back the room, Leng Yan deeply adjusted his breathing, and then began to walk step by step, as the steps stepped out step by step, Leng Yan mobilized all the strength in this body, and gathered his right fist little by little.
When the eighth step was taken, Leng Yan slammed his fist on the Dan furnace, only to hear a muffled sound, Leng Yan felt a burst of pain in his arm, and then looked at the Dan furnace in front of him, and a fist mark a few centimeters deep appeared on the Dan furnace.
Leng Yan shook his head, then waved his aching arm. Because of the protection of the skin, there is no harm, just some pain.
But obviously Leng Yan is not very satisfied, this kind of strength, for the current self, it doesn't seem to play a role, it seems that his body strength is still not good, this is just getting started, it seems that he has to improve his strength to the level of refining meat as soon as possible, and when his muscles are strengthened, he should be able to exert greater strength.
Ru Yan walked into the door and saw Leng Yan shaking his head and waving his arms, with a puzzled face. But when he saw the fist marks on the Dan furnace, he was shocked.
"Ruyan, what's wrong, I don't look good at your expression."
Ru Yan hurriedly retracted her expression, and changed into the calm self again, Leng Yan had shocked him too many times in recent times.
"Young Master Yan, just now the guy at the door came to say, Du Sanpang is looking for you."
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