"Bubbling ~~"

The inexplicable sound of bones shaking, like a tiger stretching its waist and shaking its body!

"Wow!"

With a bend of his legs, a violent jump, a grab of both hands, and lean back, Sun Dewei burst out, and Zhang Wufeng completely felt the sonic boom!

This kind of terrifying internal strength really made Zhang Wufeng's heart terrified to the extreme.

This time, what he saw was no longer a person, but a tiger, a ferocious predatory tiger, this ferocious action was simply too shocking.

By the end of the performance, Zhang Wufeng still did not stop being shocked.

If you want to say feelings, that's one word! Resemble!

Resemble! It's so much like it! A person, playing a tiger to this point, it is no longer expressive, but lifelike!

At that moment, Zhang Wufeng was like hearing the roar of a tiger and the roar of a tiger pounced on food, and the shock in his heart was self-evident.

Su Ru, on the other hand, was calmer, but her beautiful eyes were also deeply stimulated.

"Ling's surname! There is really a spiritual surname, but people are not tigers after all, and no matter how similar they are, they are not tigers! Su Ru's words to herself made Sun Dewei, who felt that he was playing well, suddenly stay in place.

His face was red and white, blue and purple, sometimes happy, sometimes dazed, and he stood like this for nearly ten minutes.

"Whew~~"

exhaled a long breath, this breath exhaled for nearly three minutes, and the terrifying exhalation made Zhang Wufeng sigh in his heart.

In this world, it is not that there are no strong people, but because people with little knowledge and no qualifications cannot see the strong. A person with a horizontal line can only know people with a similar horizontal line.

…… After exhaling this breath, Sun Dewei's whole body seemed to have fallen into the river, and sweat flowed down like rain.

He took a few deep breaths, gradually calmed down, looked at Su Ru with a smile, didn't say much, but nodded towards her more respectfully.

Su Ru smiled generously, and said with a little more joy in her smart eyes: "Grandpa Sun, congratulations!" ”

"Hahaha, it's easy to say, you wake up the dreamer with a word! I'm embarrassed to try it again with those eight dirty old men. Sun Dewei said happily, and Zhang Wufeng was in a very good mood.

It seems that when teaching others, the bottleneck that has plagued Sun Dewei for a long time has completely broken through.

Yes, if you learn to be like a tiger, as long as you are not a tiger, what is the use of being like again?

In such a realm, for ordinary people, it is better not to think about it as soon as possible, first obediently make the shape of the tiger similar and god-like, and then consider the question of whether it looks like a tiger.

Because this is a step-by-step process, not that Old Man Sun's cultivation method is wrong.

Zhang Wufeng is now imitating the tiger shape with all his might. For the tiger shape, he felt the deepest, Cai Zhiqiang's memories of martial arts training have become his, Cai Zhiqiang's skills, he has penetrated into the heart of the general understanding, and naturally feels deeply.

However, Cai Zhiqiang is similar, reaching a level of realism, but it is not like it.

The real process is four kinds, the form is not like God, the form is not like God, the form is not like, the God is not like, and God is like.

And Sun Dewei has reached the fourth type, and after he seeks a breakthrough, he will return to the first type. The shape is not similar, the god is not similar, but to reach the first type, this is back to the basics.

Of course, in terms of strength, it is certain that it has improved somewhat, but it is not the real return to the basics as in the legend.

When boxing, there is no trace of deliberate imitation, and there is no need to care about whether it seems to be similar or not, so that the punch can be given to it with all his heart!

Teaching others, teaching yourself, breaking through the shackles, maybe this is a good person and a good reward.

"Xiao Zhang, how do you feel?" Sun Dewei asked with a smile.

"Well, it's very impressive. The fist intent, spirit and spirit are all felt, and the punch made in this way is indeed extraordinary! Zhang Wufeng said thoughtfully.

"Yes, so this spirit is what martial artists pursue and exercise, it looks ethereal, but it's not. When you cultivate, you have to form your cultivation into an instinct and integrate it into your bones!

You can eat, sleep, walk, go to the toilet, etc., you can think carefully and brew the mystery between one move and one style, so that you can make instinctive shots, and you can dismantle any move and connect it into different ways to fight the enemy......"

Sun Dewei said seriously and carefully.

Zhang Wufeng listened carefully, while Su Ru looked at Sun Dewei deeply and listened carefully to his story, and those smart eyes seemed to really reveal the surname Ling.

"The half-step collapse fist I taught you is different from the Xingyi collapse fist. In terms of technique, many people think that the route taken by Crash Fist is a straight line and a straight fist action, but in fact, this view has a one-sided surname. From the analysis of the technical movements of the collapse fist, it does not walk in a straight line, but contains a certain arc in the process of its movement. When the step collapse fist is transformed into a step collapse fist, or the step collapse fist is transformed into a step collapse fist, the back fist is along the forearm of the forehand, and the forward force is implied in it, and the fist surface has the strength of the front top, and in the moment of strength, the forearm has the strength to wrap forward and pick upward, and to exert these strength, it is not a straight line can do it......"

Sun Dewei's explanation lasted from noon to more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and the servant in the middle brought food, but he didn't eat, Zhang Wufeng and Su Ru were also hungry and didn't eat, and they all listened attentively.

Especially Su Ru, the kind of concentration she listened to made Zhang Wufeng faintly surprised, Su Ru was transformed, she wouldn't become a geek in cultivation, right?

After Sun Dewei finished talking about the mystery of the half-step collapse fist, the time was 3:40 in the afternoon.

And Zhang Wufeng followed Sun Dewei's narration, focused on exercising a half-step collapse boxing, and the fight was very good, at least, Sun Dewei nodded and praised again and again.

Zhang Wufeng has no internal strength, his internal strength is actually crystal power, and the little internal strength generated in his body is not enough for crystal power to swallow, but the crystal power he played out is more violent and fierce than his internal strength.

With strength, reflexes, speed and intelligence, the so-called half-step collapse fist is actually not as difficult as imagined.

Su Ru may have been optimized thoroughly, her comprehension ability has gone up, and she can grasp a 'spirit surname' in everything, she just subconsciously put on a shelf, which made the muscles on Sun Dewei's face stunned for a moment, and then convulsed for a long time before recovering, that extremely wonderful expression is really funny.

"Alas, I shouldn't have promised Lao Liu, Xiaoru, you have such a good talent, I drove my apprentice away, I'm ashamed!"

Sun Dewei's words to himself made Zhang Wufeng and Su Ru both chuckle.

"Grandpa Sun, in Su Ru's heart, you are her eternal master." Su Ru said with a smile.

"Haha, Xiaoru, you are sensible, I am very pleased to be a teacher!" Sun Dewei's eyebrows disappeared suddenly, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

Although Su Ru did not perform Collapse Boxing, neither Zhang Wufeng nor Sun Dewei had any doubts about her talent.

At this time, Zhang Wufeng also vaguely knew that the optimization of crystal mist, for a person, may only be for a special surname, and Su Ru may be a kind of 'spiritual surname'.

Su Ru bears the most energy, and it only points to one aspect, and she has a hard life from childhood to adulthood to sharpen her soul, once she grasps the law of things, then she becomes strong, it is normal.

Zhang Wufeng thought in his heart, he was also very pleased, for himself, because of his many abilities, the crystal power crystal mist also needed to maintain the crystal space, and it was understandable that he could not compare to Su Ru in a special place.

But although Su Ru has the surname Ling, her IQ may not be much higher, and when she meets Sun Feifei, she may still be counted and tricked by a few strokes.

Therefore, if you are going all out to optimize your genes in one direction, the effect of optimization will be terrifying!

After casually calculating and calculating, Zhang Wufeng understood these doubts, and his mood became relieved.

At this time, Zhang Wufeng was about to speak, and suddenly felt a dull and suppressed bloody breath coming, and he looked up to see that in this not particularly large courtyard, there were a group of eight people.

Of these eight people, five of them are all dressed in black, with black coats, black sweatpants, and black sneakers. And three of them wore blue cloth coats, all with the same color.

Of the eight men, all but two women in their sixties dressed in black, were all men between forty and seventy years old.

At the front was an old man in a black cloth coat who looked to be in his seventies and had white hair, his eyes were shone and restrained, the fragrance on both sides of his temples was prominent, his forehead was a little shiny, his eagle-like nose was very high, and the cheekbones on both sides of his face were also very prominent.

Seeing this person, Sun Dewei's face also sank, and he said, "Ding Sanyu, you bring a group of Baji Sect people, what does this mean?" ”

"What do you mean? Old man Sun, when you come here, you will naturally meet friends with martial arts! I heard that there is a master who is very good at fighting, and I am not talented, and I also want to ask for a few tricks! ”

The old man, nicknamed 'Ding Sanyu', spoke in a cold tone, and when he spoke, an invisible warrior's majestic bearing escaped.

Zhang Wufeng looked at this person, his heart was a little abrupt, and his eyebrows jumped up without warning.

Sure enough, this is the old one, and the older one comes.

"Wufeng, he is a junior, but he is the apprentice of the eight elders of the Xingyi Gate, just a second-generation disciple, you bully the small with the big, and you will inevitably disregard the morality of the rivers and lakes!" Sun Dewei's tone was cold, and his words were not polite at all.

"Old man Sun, others are afraid that you will collapse in half a step, I want to feel what is terrible, don't be beaten like a few years ago and can't make a move for three years! As for the second-generation disciples, I, Ding, am not also second-generation disciples now, I just worshipped Ding Dahe as a teacher today, and he taught me the three-legged kung fu! Hahaha, the second-generation disciple to the second-generation disciple, this is not considered to be bullying the junior! The old man in the black coat said with a sneer.

(To be continued)