Although I was shocked that my son Lin Dong had broken through to the fourth level of quenching, there was always a time when the shock subsided.

At this moment, Lin Xiao's eyes were full of satisfaction when he looked at Lin Dong, as if he was looking at a demon and a monster.

"Hoo ......"

He let out a long exhale, gradually coming back to his senses, calming the shock in his heart.

Lin Xiao said: "Dong'er, you have cultivated to the fourth level of quenching the body, then I will teach you martial arts!" ”

"The martial arts of the world are divided into nine grades and three vehicles, one, two, and three products are inferior, fourth, fifth, and sixth grades are intermediate vehicles, and seventh, eighth, and ninth grades are superior."

"You are now quenching your body fourfold, and as a father, I will teach you to take a pin of boxing and pass the back fist."

"You're on the look."

"Cultivating through the back boxing, you need to practice with clothes, this boxing method pays attention to the palm sticking to the clothes to make a sound, sticking to your own clothes when you practice, there are nine types of through the back boxing, also known as nine rings, because each style is opened, there will be a crisp sound, one wins one heavy, nine rings are completed, and the power is comparable to the second-grade martial arts,."

Lin Xiao was like a monkey with a back to perform his fist technique, and at the same time explained to An Bufan.

"Hoo ......"

After Lin Xiao finished playing, he exhaled a long breath of turbid breath and said, "Move, have you seen clearly?" ”

"Hmm."

An Bufan nodded, it was just a low-grade martial art, and his powerful soul power was naturally remembered once.

Don't talk about a grade of martial arts, he can watch the martial arts of this world once and forget it.

"Okay."

Hearing An Bufan's words, Lin Xiao nodded slightly, and said with great satisfaction: "It's moving, you have seen it clearly, you can call it again and show me." ”

"Oh!"

An Bufan was ready to punch out the back punch, and as soon as he put on a posture, An Bufan had a problem.

He turned to look at Lin Xiao and said seriously, "Father, it's the first time I started to practice Tong Back Fist, how many shots do you think I should make a few hits?" ”

Lin Xiao: "......"

"Dong'er, although this back fist is only a first-class martial art, it is not something that can be learned casually, you can fight it first and show it to your father." Lin Xiao came back to his senses and said.

I murmured in my heart, why didn't I find this child so frivolous before?

How did you lose your memory and become like this?

"Really?"

An Bufan heard Lin Xiao's words, was noncommittal, and then punched out.

Rumble!

As soon as it sounded, it hit out like this.

"Father, it doesn't seem to be very difficult!"

After making a sound, An Bufan couldn't help but turn around and look at Lin Xiao and said lightly.

"......"

Lin Xiao saw An Bufan make a noise, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, seeing An Bufan as if he was looking at a monster.

Thinking that he Lin Xiao was known as the genius of the Lin family at the beginning, he also practiced this back punch for several days before he could make a sound.

Now his son, Lin Dong can make a sound just by watching him perform it once.

Such a cultivation talent can be called a demon.

Such a person can no longer be called a genius, this is simply a monster.

Blue is better than blue.

The sincerity of the ancients does not deceive me.

His eyes were full of shock, and his heart was already indescribably shocked by An Bufan's punch.

Lin Xiao finally came back to his senses from the shock and said, "Dong'er, will you show me the complete punch in the back?" ”

An Bufan just played a formula, a style and a ring, and the nine styles are nine rings.

Lin Xiao wanted to see how wicked his son was at this time.

"Oh!"

An Bufan heard Lin Xiao's words, nodded slightly, and did not hesitate, and began to punch out the complete back punch.

But except for the first ringing of the first type, the other eight rings are also ringing like that.

It's not that An Bufan can't, it's that he doesn't want to.

One ring, it's enough, and more is too eye-catching.

Now it's obscene and development, after all, it's only the early stage, and in the middle stage, he can completely wave it in the later stage.

After the nine-style fight, An Bufan looked at Lin Xiao with disappointment and said, "Father, this back fist is worthy of being a first-class martial art, and the child thought that he could finish the nine rings completely." ”

"Hey......"

"I didn't expect it to be impossible to hit just after it hit."

"As it should be." Lin Xiao heard An Bufan's words, nodded slightly and smiled.

That's what it should be.

He also thought that An Bufan would be able to completely blow this back punch.

Now it seems that he has thought too much.

However, it's normal if you don't hit it, and if you hit it all, then there will be ghosts.

Even a genius in the demon can't do it, just by looking at it once, he can play nine rings.

An Bufan was able to make a sound just once, which is enough to show the extent of his evil.

Lin Xiao came to his senses and comforted: "Dong'er, you can make a sound at the beginning of your school, which is already amazing." ”

"It's already a demon who can't be regarded as a demon, and when I wanted to learn this back fist for my father, I practiced for a few days before I made a sound."

"You're just a beginner, so you're so powerful, it seems that my son's talent is demonic!" Lin Xiao gave An Bufan a thumbs up and said in praise.

"Really?" An Bufan heard Lin Xiao's words, and said with a slight joy on his face.

"Of course, Dong'er's father believes that it won't be long before you can successfully cultivate this back fist, and at that time, your father will be passing on another martial art to you." Lin Xiao looked at An Bufan with a smile on his face and said.

With such a demonic son, Lin Xiao is happy!

"Hmm."

An Bufan nodded, and then said to Lin Xiao: "Then my father will rest first and go to cultivate." ”

Then, without waiting for Lin Xiao to finish speaking, An Bufan left the small courtyard.

Lin Xiao looked at An Bufan's back as he left and muttered, "Dong'er's cultivation talent is terrifying, it seems that I need to meet my father." ”

"I can't just suffer the child because of me."

……

In the back mountain stone pond.

An Bufan left the small courtyard, and then came to the stone pool to soak, and punched out.

There were ten explosions in the air.

This is the consummation of the Tongbei Boxing, the Tongbei Boxing has nine styles, which can be played nine times, and only after the nine times can the Tongbei Boxing be cultivated to the peak.

But An Bufan's flying eye strength is so spicy, why can this back punch only hit nine times?

The whole consummation is ten rings, and in the original work, Lin Dong got the stone rune to cultivate the Tongbei Fist to ten rings.

And it took a long time, but An Bufan relied on the experience of his previous life and did not rely on stone talismans.

Just glanced at it, and cultivated it to perfection, and with ten rings, this multiplication of the first-grade martial arts broke out comparable to the second-grade martial arts.

An Bufan withdrew his fist and muttered, "When will there be a showdown?" ”