"One punch to death, one punch to live. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOne punch to live, one punch to die. Boxing. Huo Yuanjia whispered to himself, as if he was tasting tea, repeatedly savoring these words.

After a long time, he raised his eyes, looked at Huo Zongtang and asked, "Then according to your understanding, how should you cultivate this Life Fist and Death Fist?" ”

Huo Zongtang put his hands on his knees and said calmly: "Knowing life and understanding death, living towards death, and finally ...... Transcendent from life and death. ”

Huo Yuanjia's eyes were as calm as the moonlight, and at this moment, two points of light as bright as a sword suddenly bloomed.

"What a knowing life and understanding death, living towards death, and finally transcending life and death!"

His voice was suddenly high-pitched, but as soon as the conversation changed, it slowly turned to calm. "The boxing you realized made the old man also refreshing, and he felt like listening to your words and reading for ten years. It's just that although you have realized some of the Tao, I don't know which realm you have practiced your own fist to which one you are talking about? ”

Huo Zongtang smiled bitterly and said: "In the past three days and three nights, I have realized one in 10,000 in boxing. But...... In practice, I have never practiced a punch. If you want to talk about what kind of realm it is now, it is estimated that it should be regarded as not being able to survive and dying. The death fist has never been practiced, and the raw fist is not allowed to enter. ”

Huo Yuanjia laughed: "What a person can't survive, can't die, you can be honest!" ”

Huo Zongtang suddenly said again: "If Master Zu really wants to see it, please give me half an hour's kung fu and let me practice it on the spot." ”

Huo Yuanjia felt that the kid in front of him was getting more and more interesting, so he stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll wait for you for half an hour." ”

Huo Zongtang said again: "Please ask Master Zu to find someone to prepare some more things for me." Huo Yuanjia also agreed.

So Huo Zongtang walked to the center of the courtyard and clenched his fists and fought.

It's just that the way he practices boxing is really strange. Punch and think for a few minutes, punch and stop and think for a few minutes. It wasn't until half an hour later that his punches became smoother.

The whole process is like writing an article that can't open up your thinking, writing stops, and writing is difficult and obscure. But as soon as the situation opens, the back is smooth and silky, and it is out of control.

"Alright."

Almost as soon as the scheduled time arrived, he stopped training.

At the same time, a disciple brought the things that Huo Zongtang asked to prepare to the middle of the courtyard.

It was a huge flower pot filled with dirt. The dirt looked no different from ordinary dirt, except that on the top of the soil, an extremely fine layer of red powder was evenly spread.

Huo Zongtang walked to the huge flower pot first, looking at the red powder covered in the gray soil, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he looked up and looked at the clear blue sky.

Last night, the illusion of forgetting things and me, and the flow of time and space, seemed to come to my heart again.

At that time, he saw a majestic punch in a trance, the red sun rose in the east, and everything was lightless.

He retracted his thoughts, took a deep breath, and suddenly punched hard into the dirt!

Boom! For a while, the red dust shook violently, and the sand grains in the entire flower pot jumped up a few inches wildly! The moment the fist slammed into the flower pot, the red dust burst into the air like aurora rays, and for a moment there were thousands of wisps, and there was really an illusion of the rising sun blooming with a thousand red lights.

Even the bottom of the pot burst out with a circle of smoke and dust.

The red dust was still dancing wildly in the air, forming a cloud of red mist. In the misty red mist, Huo Zongtang slowly withdrew his fist.

In the middle of the pot, there is a red fist print. Around the fist print, an almost perfect circle was formed, and outside the circle, countless red rays were formed that radiated in all directions.

A beautiful red sun glow pattern.

Only then did he nod to one of the disciples who had been standing beside him. The disciple walked up and slashed with the big knife in his hand, and with one sword, he neatly split the flower pot in two from the middle!

This knife is equivalent to cutting a cross-section of the entire pot from the middle.

The situation deep in the soil in the flower pot is clearly visible. The soil in the pot was all gray. But now, in the cross-section, there are many deep and shallow red rays, which extend from the surface of the soil to the depths, and the shape is like countless straight red pins, short or long, sparse or dense arranged in the soil.

And the longest and densest place of the red line, of course, is directly below Huo Zongtang's fist print.

Fist. It was Huo Zongtang's fist that instantly smashed the red dust scattered on the surface of the soil into the depths of the soil! These traces like red needles are exactly the traces left by the burst of fists!

But that's not the most surprising thing.

In this cross-section, there is a yellow-red honeydew melon. It turned out that a cantaloupe had already been buried in the soil.

The knife just now not only cut the entire flower pot in half, but also cut the melon in half at the same time.

Judging from the cross-section of the melon, the red needles not only pierced deep into the soil, but one of the clusters even penetrated the entire melon. And in the center of the melon pulp, there is even a red ...... left Fist prints.

Huo Zongtang's heavy punch just now seemed to hit the fist mark on the surface of the soil into this honeydew melon in an instant!

Huo Yuanjia looked at the red fist print, turned his head to look at Huo Zongtang, and unconsciously, his right hand stroked the white beard several times.

Huo Zongtang bowed respectfully to Huo Yuanjia and said, "After the disciple has finished the demonstration, please teach the ancestor master." ”

Huo Yuanjia supported the handrail with one hand and slowly stood up. Huo Zongtang saw him walking in his direction, hurriedly took two quick steps, and stepped forward to help him.

Huo Yuanjia took advantage of the situation to hold his fist and rubbed it a few times with his palm.

"Half an hour, an inch of fist."

He said a word and let go of Huo Zongtang's fist, but those eyes were still looking at Huo Zongtang with deep meaning.

Huo Zongtang said: "Master Zu...... I ......"

Huo Yuanjia nodded, then waved his hand and said, "You go out to rest first, and I'll think about it again." ”

Huo Zongtang saluted again and walked out of the courtyard.

It was only then that Huo Yuanjia turned around and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Chen Zhen, Huo Dongge and Liu Zhensheng and other three people have appeared in the hall at some point. The three of them stepped forward to support Huo Yuanjia and asked him to sit down on the mahogany chair, and then they talked to each other for a few words.

Liu Zhensheng said: "When it comes to the sharpness and murderous spirit in the fist, of course, Huo Wolf is better. But the character and ambition of this person are ...... It's really hard to comment. ”

Huo Dongge said: "In terms of the talent of enlightenment, Huo Zongtang is higher than Huo Wolf. It's just Huo Zongtang's body...... There are also his fatal flaws. ”

Chen Zhen finally said: "Huo Wolf and Huo Zongtang do have their own merits and hidden dangers. It's just that these three people are all one-of-a-kind martial arts wizards, so it's better to ask the master to decide for himself. ”

Huo Yuanjia sighed and said, "I already have a score in my heart." Stand down and let the three boys come in together. ”

A disciple opened the courtyard door and invited back all three teenagers who were waiting outside. (To be continued.) )