Chapter 11: The First Weight

"Brother Yang, your strength has grown too fast, if I only use the stick method, I am no longer your opponent!"

Zhang Xiaohu's martial arts training qualifications are good, and his understanding is also very high, but his speed of martial arts training has not exceeded the range of normal people, and his current strength, if he encounters Wang Ren, the general Condor, also has the power to fight.

But compared to Yang Yun, the growth rate of his strength is a bit slow. He watched Brother Yang grow rapidly from an ordinary person with no foundation to the point where he is now.

But there was no jealousy in his heart. The faster Yang Yun's strength grew, the happier he was in his heart. The two have the same goal, which is to kill Wang Ren and take revenge.

The higher the strength, the greater the hope of revenge.

Yang Yun shook his hand and put the long stick on the weapon rack not far away, but only smiled on his face and did not speak.

At this time, Tan Zong's figure appeared on the edge of the martial arts training ground, and when he was coming, the faces of the dozen or so warrior monks who were originally standing together changed, and they hurriedly used their body techniques to disperse and continue to practice stick martial arts.

Tan Zong snorted coldly, ignored them, and walked directly to Yang Yun's side. Looking at him, with plenty of food and hard work, Yang Yun's body was now a little bigger than before.

"Meet Master!" Yang Yun and Zhang Xiaohu immediately folded their hands and saluted.

"That's right, the two of you have already practiced the Shaolin stick method very well, and the Iron Cloth Shirt Secret Method has also been cultivated, and you have lived up to my expectations of you!"

"Especially Yang Yun's rapid progress, even I didn't expect it!"

Tan Zong also heard about Yang Yun's reputation in the Shaolin Temple these days. At the beginning, after he taught the two of them the iron cloth shirt and the basic Shaolin stick method, he asked the two to practice with other warrior monks.

Unexpectedly, in a short period of time, the two of them have become a little famous.

"This is all because of the master's teaching, and with Senior Brother Kong's frequent guidance, the disciple has such progress!" Yang Yun said modestly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly sensed a force coming quickly, and this force came so fast that people didn't have time to dodge. Yang Yun subconsciously adjusted his breathing, his body moved slightly, avoiding the impact from the front.

Bang! It was like a crash on thick cowhide, making a dull sound. Yang Yun took two steps back in a row, and only then did he unload the attacking power.

"Good!"

It was Tan Zong who suddenly made a move, and he couldn't help but show a trace of surprise on his face, and the arm where he shot actually felt a backlash force.

Tan Zong deliberately made a tentative move, and he had already used three points of strength. As a result, Yang Yun gave him another big surprise. The power that can generate a shock means that he has almost completely trained the first weight of the iron cloth shirt.

In less than a month, he practiced the first weight of the iron cloth shirt, which in the history of Shaolin Temple, except for the Bodhidharma Patriarch who opened the school, no one has ever reached this achievement.

As a master, the better the apprentice's qualifications, the happier Tan Zong naturally became. Especially this apprentice with outstanding qualifications still works hard enough. It's even more impossible to find any fault.

"The first weight of the iron cloth shirt, you have already practiced!"

Tan Zong first praised him, and then his expression became a little serious, "But I heard that you spend several hours every day cultivating the Iron Cloth Shirt, and you are still practicing hard by yourself in private?"

"There is such a thing! The disciple has never practiced martial arts before, and he doesn't want to fall behind the other senior brothers, so he can only work harder!" Yang Yun explained.

Tan Zong shook his head immediately when he heard this. "As the old saying goes, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it! If you practice too hard, it may not be a good thing, people's energy is like a flame, and the flesh is like firewood. If you blindly strive bravely, you can indeed become stronger quickly. ”

"But this kind of strengthening has a huge price, if the flame burns too strongly, it will quickly extinguish after quickly emitting light and heat!"

"Although the secret method of iron cloth shirt in the temple is more perfect than other methods for tempering muscles and bones, it is a hard skill to practice martial arts, and if it squeezes the body too much, it will definitely not last long in the future!"

Yang Yun nodded secretly in his heart, of course he knew the truth of Tan Zong's words, it was not bad that his mental strength was strong, his body was still a mortal body, he was energetic every day, in fact, he used his spiritual power to stimulate the potential of his body.

He looked energetic, and his cultivation of martial arts was a thousand miles away, all at the cost of rapidly depleting his physical potential and longevity.

If this continues, in a few years, the body will run out of oil. According to Tanzong, the firewood is burned out, and he can only wait for the longevity to run out and die. This is the consequence of penance at any cost.

After all, the martial arts of this world pay attention to qi, blood, muscles and bones. There is no internal force and true qi! It is impossible to use the internal force to nourish the body.

And Yang Yun did not consume the power of cause and effect, if he used the power of cause and effect to improve his martial arts, not to mention the speed, there was no such hidden danger.

"I'm in this world, and my purpose is to find the cultivation method, complete the obsession and get the causal power to become stronger quickly, compared to this, nothing else matters!"

As long as you can complete the second obsession before the longevity is exhausted. He'll just leave. There is no need to worry about the exhaustion of physical potential at all.

"Thank you Master for your concern! But the purpose of the disciple and Xiaohu coming to the Shaolin Temple is to learn martial arts to take revenge! As long as you can kill Wang Renze, a traitor, the disciple will be worth it even if his life is reduced!"

Yang Yun naturally did not tell the facts, but showed a determined look on his face. When talking about Wang Renze, he gritted his teeth and fully expressed the hatred in his heart.

"Brother Yang is right! As long as you can take revenge, the disciple is willing to pay any price!" Zhang Xiaohu on the side was immediately touched in his heart when he heard this, and his face was full of excited anger.

"What an idiot!"

Tan Zong shook his head a little helplessly, and he had nothing to do to resolve the hatred for Wang Renze in the hearts of the two. I could only sigh and turn away.

At night, the moonlight is like water, and the stars are dotted. The summer mountain breeze takes away the heat of the day.

The two figures staggered each other in the night, punching and kicking, the shot was as fast as the wind, and the power was dull as thunder. After the stimulation of Yang Yun's words during the day. At night, Zhang Xiaohu also dragged his somewhat tired body out with Yang Yun to practice his fists and feet.

Bang bang!

Zhang Xiaohu's legs were linked, using the family heirloom mastery, his legs were strong and heavy, and his moves were constantly bombarded like flowing water. made Yang Yun's left and right blocks a little difficult to parry.

Yang Yun naturally used not a chain leg move. After he secretly learned this set of leg techniques, he just practiced secretly when no one was in private, and did not let Zhang Xiaohu and other warrior monks of Shaolin Temple find out the clues.

The martial arts of the chain leg are more powerful than the fist and foot kung fu of the Shaolin Temple, second only to the secret method of the iron cloth shirt of the Shaolin Temple.

Yang Yun secretly used some footwork of the chain legs, and suddenly made the power of the basic leg method of the Shaolin Temple several times stronger!

Zhang Xiaohu can naturally feel this. But these footwork tips were passed on to Yang Yun by him personally, so he didn't think much about it. He was still too young to think that Yang Yun, who had saved his life, would steal his family's martial arts.