In other words, when Hong Tian learned that Yi Tiannan was going to teach drunken boxing to himself, Hong Tian's heart was extremely excited and uncertain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After all, he is only a registered disciple and is not qualified to learn the martial arts, in his eyes, this drunken fist has created a new martial arts thought, which is completely groundbreaking martial arts.

This kind of martial arts must be the secret of the master, and it is a great blessing that I have the opportunity to listen to his thoughts, how dare I hope to practice authentic drunken boxing.

But what did he hear now? He couldn't believe it completely. After listening to Yi Tiannan's question, he gave his doubts.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of laughter,

"Hehe, if the drunken fist is the descendant martial arts of my sect, then wouldn't there be hundreds of descendants of my sect?"

"Okay, don't worry, this is just an ordinary sect martial arts, not a descendant, it can be taught to you, there are only three martial arts in my sect, which are the amazing fingering, the return of ten thousand swords, and the ...... without a trace of snow."

This sneer was naturally made by Yi Tiannan, not that he deliberately wanted to belittle the drunken fist, but that the drunken fist was indeed far worse than the three great masters of the Wuji Gate in terms of power and function.

Hong Tian didn't listen to Yi Tiannan's words at all, he was completely stunned by Yi Tiannan's hundreds of sentences, could it be that the set of boxing methods (Taijiquan) that he had already seen was the martial arts of the sect.

What kind of sect is this, why have I never heard of him? This kind of peerless martial arts has actually reached the point of rotten streets.

"Okay, don't think nonsense, for the teacher to teach you and me one of the side martial arts of Wujimen, drunken boxing, I hope you can practice diligently and carry it forward." Yi Tiannan interrupted Hong Tian, who was thinking about it, waved his big hand, and said pretending to be heroic.

However, such a sentence came out of the mouth of a yellow-haired child, and such an action was made by him, and the two cooperated in pairs, and there was an indescribable funny.

Hong Tian bowed respectfully to Yi Tiannan, and he felt that even this was not enough to express the gratitude in his heart.

He looked at Yi Tiannan 'affectionately', unable to speak for a long time, he knew that at this moment, any words of gratitude were pale and weak.

His face was solemn, and after kowtowing, he stood up, bowed and retreated to the side, carefully staring at Yi Tiannan's every movement. At this moment, he had truly regarded Yi Tiannan as his master in his heart.

Yi Tiannan felt that Hong Tian's eyes looking at him had changed a little at this moment, and he couldn't say anything specifically, but he felt that Hong Tian was closer to him.

Yi Tiannan did not practice boxing directly as Hong Tian imagined, but came to the place where Hong Tian was where he was just now, picked up his wine gourd, pulled out the cork, and poured a few sips of wine into his throat.

These movements are extremely coherent, they are simply done in one go, Hong Tian who saw it on the side was dumbfounded, this must be a fellow practitioner in wine, such a chic action, non-wine holy hands can not make it.

However, the five-year-old wine saint hand made Hong Tian's jaw drop.

Then Yi Tiannan's footsteps floated, his face was flushed, and he walked to the center of the courtyard step by step, his eyes were foggy, and he didn't know what was going on, east and west, north and south.

Yi Tiannan didn't stand there and made a gesture, it should be a gesture, at this moment, his body was full of empty doors, Hong Tian felt that he now had a hundred ways to kill Yi Tiannan in the palm of his hand.

Hong Tian frowned, feeling that this kind of divine drunken fist that was passed on by Yi Tiannan was not much better than the 'drunken fist' he studied.

Hong Tian even had a hint of disappointment, but Yi Tiannan ignored him, but continued to practice, hit the first move, and shouted:

"Lu Dongbin is drunk and lifts the pot to ......"

Then there is the second style, one move and one style, practiced out, walking gossip on the legs, drunk and hazy, stumbling, swaying, and there is an indescribable rhythm contained in it.

It is the drunken eight immortals of Chinese drunken boxing, which is a simulation of Lu Dongbin, Tie Guan Li, Zhang Guolao, Han Xiangzi, Han Zhongli, Cao Guoshu, He Xiangu, Lan Cai and the eight immortals.

There are also a few other tricks, namely "Tie Guan Li Xuanzheng's knee is really drunk, Han Zhongli falls and hugs the top of his heart, Lan Cai and Shan Ti toast to stop the waist and break, Zhang Guolao is drunk and throws a cup and kicks the chain, Uncle Cao Guo's immortal toasts and locks the throat buckle, Han Xiangzi grabs his wrist and hits his chest drunk and blows the flute, and He Xiangu bounces his waist to offer a drunken drunken walk. ”

It's also fast, after a while, Yi Tiannan has already practiced drunken boxing, he has practiced it well, but in fact, it is just a showcase.

He only went to practice drunken boxing in order to justifiably drink the wine of his master Yun Jizi, which seemed to be a good practice, but in fact it was just good-looking.

After Yi Tiannan finished practicing, he set his eyes on Hong Tian, ready to meet his words of praise, in his opinion, Hong Tian must have been overwhelmed by his amazing boxing skills.

However, he was disappointed, because it was not at all what he thought, Hong Tian just looked at Yi Tiannan in disappointment, with an unspeakable grievance on his face.

This is not the boxing method I want at all, this set of boxing methods has no rules at all, it is simply doing whatever you want, doing whatever you want.

These tricks of drunken boxing are really weird, Hong Tian don't talk about it, he has never heard of such an alternative boxing method, but then, can such a boxing method kill people?

Yi Tiannan saw Hong Tian's thoughts, "Hong Tian'er, do you have any doubts in your heart, in this way, you attack me, but don't use internal force." ”

Yi Tiannan knows that facts speak louder than words, and only by letting Hong Tian truly understand the power of drunken boxing can he be convinced, although Yi Tiannan's drunken boxing is just an empty shelf, but after all, he still put in a lot of effort.

The drunken fist that has just started to deal with Hong Tian, who is now half-useless and does not use internal force, is more than enough.

Hong Tian didn't speak, although he didn't quite believe that such an alternative boxing technique could also defeat the enemy, but looking at Yi Tiannan's confident eyes, he doubted his judgment.

Hong Tian let out a long breath, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart, how powerful this set of punches is, as long as he tries it, he will know.

He punched directly at Yi Tiannan's chest, a standard straight punch, and the fist was windy, extremely fast, and it reached Yi Tiannan's chest in a blink of an eye.

Yi Tiannan's drunken eyes were hazy, and he looked at Hong Tian who was coming over with a smile, as if he didn't see Hong Tian's fist at all.

When Hong Tian saw Yi Tiannan's appearance, he couldn't help but slow down his fist, and just when Hong Tian's fist was about to hit Yi Tiannan's body, suddenly Yi Tiannan's figure disappeared, and Hong Tian's punch hit the empty place directly.

As soon as Hong Tian saw that Yi Tiannan's figure was blurred, and there was a sudden evil wind in the back of his head, he knew that it was not good, and Huo Ran suddenly lowered his head, and at that moment, a small fist swept over the position of Hong Tian's head.

It turned out that when Yi Tiannan came over in Hongtian, Yi Tiannan suddenly lay straight back, and then like a spring, he bounced up directly, and his little hand went straight to Hongtian's head.

Hong Tian dodged Yi Tiannan's punch, and with the inertia of this punch, Yi Tiannan's body jumped out directly seven or eight feet away, and then staggered around.

looked at Hong Tian with a smile on his face, and at this time, Hong Tian's face was serious, he had fully attached importance to Yi Tiannan and put him on an equal footing.

He knew that if he was not careful at this moment, he was likely to lose in his hands, and the move just now was definitely not something that ordinary people could do.

He retracted his mind, his eyes stared at Yi Tiannan who was constantly shaking, he was still full of flaws, but at this moment, he really didn't dare to underestimate this flawed figure.

After staring at it for a long time, Hong Tian finally made a move, this move was the essence of the Vajra Demon Fist he practiced, his body jumped up, his arm stretched forward, and the position of his palm was Yi Tiannan's Heavenly Spirit Skull.

Hong Tian was in mid-air, and he had already calculated all the positions where Yi Tiannan might want to escape, no matter which direction he dodged, he would receive the harshest blow from himself.

However, Yi Tiannan did not hide, but rushed forward directly, and in an instant, he had already reached the bottom of Hong Tianyue's body.

Then he dragged Hong Tian's ankle with his right palm, and his left hand touched his vest, and then threw him out with Hong Tian's momentum. Before Hong Tian could react to what was going on, he was directly smashed to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Hong Tian knew that he had lost, he had lost very badly, and he didn't even take two moves, he felt that this was simply in a dream. Above the dignified grandmaster, only half a move was lost in the hands of a yellow-haired child, although it was only a contest in moves.

Yi Tiannan's drunken fist was really strange. Looking ahead, ignoring behind, there was no routine at all, and he couldn't guess that his next move would come out of that direction. Hong Tian felt that he was very wronged, and it was the first time he had faced such a style of play.

It's a very aggrieved feeling, it's completely useless, no matter how superb his moves are, it is in vain if he can't beat him.

Is this the real drunken boxing? Although I have been mentally prepared, I can only truly appreciate the power of drunken fist when I really face it.

Although he was a little unconvinced, he had to admit the subtlety of Yi Tiannan's drunken fist, and the drunken fist he came up with was simply scum, not even scum.

Hong Tian didn't say anything, he was convinced at the moment, he silently came to Yi Tiannan's side, knelt on the ground, "Please pass on my divine skills......"

Yi Tiannan's body staggered, his face was ruddy, his eyes were misty, and when he saw Hong Tian coming to his side and kneeling on the ground, he showed a sweet smile,

"Good boy, hehe...... As a teacher, I will pass you on now...... Hey...... Drunk...... Drunken fist, I will ...... in the future I will definitely revitalize...... Revitalization without ...... Infinity Gate, you ...... You are my founding disciple, Ben ...... The master of this young door is ...... I won't treat you badly, hehe......"

Then Yi Tiannan planted his head forward, and he was directly planted in Hong Tian's arms, muttering in his mouth and not knowing what he was talking about.

"Infinite Gate? This is the sect of the little master, uh, should it be our sect now? It stands to reason that it is impossible for a sect that can have such a martial arts inheritance to be unknown, but why haven't I heard of it? Hong Tian thought in his heart.

Hong Tian picked up Yi Tiannan and sent him back to his room, and what he had to face was that Qingmei's eyes that wanted to eat people stared at Hong Tian deadly, and the two little tiger teeth kept rubbing.

Hong Tian was really afraid that she would not be able to help it, so he rushed up and bit herself, of course he knew why Qingmei was angry, but he was also wronged, this wine was drunk by your young master.

However, Hong Tian did not explain to Qingmei, because he knew that it was useless to explain, a drunkard sent a drunk five-year-old child home, and said that the child wanted to drink by himself.

Then, Hong Tian felt that he would definitely die ugly, so under Qingmei's 'sharp' gaze, he threw away his armor and fled.

Hong Tian found a place and pondered the so-called 'Drunken Eight Immortals' that Yi Tiannan had just practiced, eight immortals he had never heard of.

Not caring about these details, Hong Tian carefully recalled this set of boxing techniques.

But he always didn't know the essentials, and he couldn't show this set of boxing techniques in his own hands.

Hong Tian frowned, leaned on a big tree, sat on the ground, and poured wine into his mouth without a mouthful. He couldn't figure it out, he didn't feel it at all.

Is it the wrong way to practice, I said, I forgot to ask the little master for the practice of drunken boxing, no wonder I can't practice drunken boxing, it turns out that the crux is here.

Hong Tian, who had figured it out, stood up, and was about to go to Yi Tiannan to ask for exercises, but as soon as he took two steps, he stopped and patted his head with his right hand,

The little master is drunk, he should still be sleeping at this time, so I better not disturb him.

Of course, part of the reason for this is that Hong Tian didn't want to see Qingmei's sharp eyes. Well, that's the main reason. So Hong Tian lay back to the place just now, half-squinted, and continued to drink.