Martial arts name: Crazy Thunder Fist

Martial arts level: Jianghu stunt

Cultivation level: Ignorant {One Heavy Realm}

Combat Power: Special

Special effect: With the thunder technique, it can strengthen the strength and speed several times.

Instructions for use: At first glance, the moves that seem to be disorderly are actually in line with the simple principle of 'the world's martial arts are unbreakable, only fast and unbreakable'.

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After Gao Xing died, he dropped the cheats of this set of boxing techniques {no problem, very reasonable}.

Theoretically, this set of boxing methods should be used with thunder internal strength, but after I actually tried a few moves, I found that the thunder system internal power is only an external cause, and its principle is actually to stimulate muscles, magic skills and brains through thunder and lightning to achieve the purpose of extreme strengthening speed.

The combination of somersault and Shennongjin can also have a similar effect.

Of course, the effect is not as pronounced as that of using lightning stimulation, but the side effects are much lower as a result.

Low side effects, low effectiveness, these two conditions directly led to this weakened version of the Crazy Thunder Fist...... Ten of the chicken, I finished studying and threw it away.

I didn't expect that it would be okay to take it out to deal with the scene now.

And Yang Zhi, this guy, looked thin, and his martial arts were actually fierce all the way, his palms opened and closed, and he fought with me to a draw.

"Ahhh When the battle was in the middle of the battle, his palms faintly glowed with golden light, and for a while, the shadow of his palms was heavy, trapping me in the middle.

"Eliminate and remove!" After I relied on the speed advantage of the Crazy Thunder Fist to block a few blows, I felt that the situation was not good, and I slapped my left shoulder, rolled backwards in the air, and jumped out of the range of his palm.

"What kind of martial arts are you?" I asked in a hoarse voice.

"Mighty King Kong Palm!" Yang Zhi said in a deep voice.

"Donkey Kong Palm......" A flash of lightning flashed through my mind, "It's you?" ”

The powerful Vajra palm is a Buddhist stunt, and there are not many people who practice it, and even fewer people are famous for it.

I happen to know one.

Zhiming monk, a monk at the age of ten, practiced martial arts at the age of twelve, and became the first King Kong Hall of the White Horse Temple at the age of twenty. He once shook the magic pestle of the Buddhist god soldier King Kong with a pair of fleshy palms, and was known as the first person in the palm of Buddhism.

With the rise of fame, all kinds of temptations in the rivers and lakes came one after another, this Zhiming monk could block the King Kong demon pestle, but he couldn't stop the pink gentle township, broke the vows, and was expelled from the temple.

It is said that after leaving the White Horse Temple, the woman who seduced him also abandoned him, and since then the monk Zhiming has disappeared in the rivers and lakes, and everything he has experienced has become a classic example of the people of the rivers and lakes.

The common name of the monk Zhiming is Yang Zhi.

Unexpectedly, the famous Buddhist monks in the past have now been reduced to the point of being a follower to the son's brother.

"Yang has retired for more than ten years, and Your Excellency still remembers this name, which must be a fellow martial artist in the past." Yang Zhi smiled, "I don't know how much bloody rain there is in the rivers and lakes every day, why do you and I have to fight to the death for a mere horse?" ”

"If you let the horse go, you don't have to kill or live." I said in a dumb voice, "King Qiujun commands 200,000 elite soldiers in Yuzhou, and I don't know how many good horses there are, so why make it so ugly in front of everyone?" ”

After saying this, the two sides entered a stalemate.

He didn't come to hit me, and I didn't hit him.

"Little Lord." Yang Zhi whispered to the prince of Qiujun, "Otherwise, forget it." ”

"No way!" Brother Gongzi shook his head and said, "I've already counted it once before, but I can't count it this time!" ”

"I can't beat it." Yang Zhidao.

"You can't beat one, you can't beat two, aren't you very good at fighting? It's all blown out? Brother Childe said angrily.

"My martial arts are not the best in the world, there are more people who can fight than me." Yang Zhi smiled bitterly, "Little Prince, if you are unhappy, you can come and beat me to dissipate your anger." ”

"Your bones have beaten your hands." Brother Gongzi puffed out his cheeks.

"Gone, gone." Yang Zhi glanced at several government soldiers, and hurriedly left with his son's brother.

I was secretly relieved.

If I really continue to fight, without using the Mighty Eagle Claw Skill and the Broken Eagle Thirteen Style, I have a good chance of losing!

But even if I use the Mighty Eagle Claw Skill and the Broken Eagle Thirteen Style, can I win?

It's hard to say.

I have a feeling in my heart that this former Zhiming monk has been hiding clumsy, and his true strength should be more than that.

If it were me and I would be a follower to a second generation of kings, I would have to do this.

First of all, your strength must be strong enough to make the second generation of Wang pay attention to it, so as not to become a lackey {yes, the follower is so much stronger than the lackey}.

However, your strength must not be too strong.

If his strength is too strong, he will face all kinds of unreasonable demands from the second generation of Wang, and he will have to carry countless black pots for him.

Crush strongly and be a low-key person, this is the perfect example of a god-level follower - as early as hundreds of years ago, the little scholar of Taishifu had already demonstrated the correct way to do it to us.

Under Yang Zhi's beckoning, the soldiers loosened the noose on Hei Feng's body.

The black wind hissed, glanced at me, and ran away from me.

Clever!

It knew I was going to hide my identity, so it decided to dissociate itself.

The black wind is gone, and so are the people from the Qiu County Palace, and as the crowd of onlookers gradually disperses, I began to think about my next move.

As the so-called road is at the mouth, I should go to the official yamen now, where I can ask some news about the head-hunting of the red hat.

But where is the official yamen?

I wanted to ask passers-by, but I was wearing a Konoha battle armor, and before I could get closer, the passers-by fled in fear.

It's better to be on your own.

I craned my neck and looked around, and saw that the tallest building in the vicinity was a seven-story tower, guarded by heavily armed soldiers.

No problem, no matter how many soldiers are stationed, they are only standing inside the building, and there is no one guarding the outer wall.

I crept to the back of the tower, spotted no one on the left and right, and climbed up with a hook of my hands.

Climbing on this kind of ancient city building is really a special taste, and many small details that cannot be seen from a distance are presented one by one at this moment - carved window lattices, painted terraces, painted pedals, mossy waterways, hollowed wind walls, cracked sloped walls...... In the corner between the windowsill and the inclined wall, there are even a few tenacious weeds.

The vitality and heritage of an ancient city are often hidden in such small details that no one pays attention to.

I dodged the soldiers peeking out from the windowsill, climbed past a row of rusted wall thorns, and kicked through the windows of the highest floor to the spire of the tower.

Fluttering ......

A white dove was alarmed by me.

Holding on to a protruding cornice from the top of the spire, I rolled my body sideways and finally stood on the high ground of the city.

The wind is whistling in his ears, and all living beings are like ants at the moment, giving people the illusion of an eagle soaring into the sky.

Taking a deep breath, I crouched down and began to take a closer look at the ancient city.