"Yiyi, you're here too." Ming Ying said hello.

For Wang Yiyi, Ming Ying has a deep impression.

In his previous life, Mingying had a good relationship with Wang Yufei, and naturally he was also familiar with Wang Yiyi, and he knew very well that this quiet-looking girl was actually an eccentric and unruly lady in her bones.

In his previous life, Wang Yiyi played tricks on Ming Ying.

And Mingying has always treated Wang Yiyi as his sister, and he loves him very much.

In this life, Ming Ying and Wang Yufei are still a little different, and even getting along with Wang Yiyi is a little weird.

However, Wang Yiyi was very enthusiastic about Ming Ying, and hurriedly pulled Ming Ying to the villa.

Old man Wang Chong was boxing in the courtyard in front of the villa, and after seeing Ming Ying, he didn't shy away from suspicion, and still punched one punch after another, beating tigers and tigers.

Ming Ying and Zuo Fang glanced at each other, and they both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

This is a rare opportunity.

The old man Wang Chong's boxing method seems to be Xingyi boxing, sometimes there are twelve shapes such as tigers, leopards, eagles and snakes, sometimes the meaning of the five elements such as gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and sometimes they blend with each other, showing the profound boxing attainments.

Ming Ying and Zuo Fang are both masters of boxing, and they are both fascinated by it at this time, and they only feel that Wang Chong's old man's boxing contains extremely profound mysteries.

"My boxing technique just lacks this kind of artistic conception." Ming Ying deeply felt where the flaws in his boxing skills were.

Ming Ying's boxing technique has only been instructed by Zuo Quan for a month, and more of it has been practiced by himself in battlefield killings again and again.

Battlefield boxing, which pays attention to efficiency and momentum, is very different from martial arts boxing, and does not have an advantage in skills.

And the old man Wang Chong is the grandmaster of martial arts, which can be said to make up for the shortcomings of Ming Ying.

How does this make Mingying not excited?

After Wang Chong's punch was finished, Ming Ying was still intoxicated, and thoughts flashed in his mind, and he couldn't wait to test it.

Suddenly, Ming Ying's body shook, jumped into the courtyard, and punched out, and the force of the fist hit the air one after another.

I saw Ming Ying punch after punch, and the air in the courtyard was purifying, like a stream of water, stirred by Ming Ying's fist and flowing around.

Gradually, the air around Mingying formed a stream of airflow, and under the influence of Mingying's fist technique, it was like a stream of water, converging into a stream and wanton vertical and horizontal.

"What a homing fist." Old man Wang Chong stood aside, and when he saw Ming Ying boxing, his eyes were also bright.

With his gaze, he could naturally see the extraordinaryness of Guihai Boxing, but then he saw the problem in the Ming Ying Boxing method, and couldn't help frowning.

"Whew!" Ming Ying suddenly retracted his fists and stood up, but his brows were tightly locked.

In this boxing, Ming Ying played very comfortably, and it can even be said to be hearty, and many incomprehensible artistic conceptions on weekdays have been penetrated one by one.

However, at this time, Ming Ying frowned.

Because he saw Wang Chong's old man boxing just now, and as soon as the two were simply compared, Ming Ying immediately felt that his boxing skills still had a long way to go.

"Mingying, how do you feel?" Old man Wang Chong asked.

Ming Ying shook his head and said, "Although it is hearty, it always feels a little worse." ”

Old man Wang Chong laughed and said, "Do you know what is wrong with you? ”

"What?" Mingying was curious.

Old man Wang Chong said with a smile: "I have practiced boxing for three years, learned boxing for two years, and learned boxing for one year, and it took six years from contact boxing to boxing. ”

"Only six years?" Ming Ying was stunned, counting his previous life, he had been in contact with boxing for ten years. And it only took six years for the old man Wang Chong to go from contacting boxing to the realm of Dacheng?

"The most important thing is the word 'enlightenment'." Old man Wang Chong said solemnly.

"How do you understand?" Ming Ying asked.

Old man Wang Chong said with a smile: "I can't teach you this, you have to rely on yourself." ”

"However, you can go underwater to practice boxing and see, your return to the sea boxing may be rewarding." Old man Wang Chong suddenly reminded.

Ming Ying's eyes lit up when he heard this, and Zuo Fang's father Zuo Quan also said that he could go underwater to practice boxing if he had the opportunity, but he emphasized that it should not be too hasty.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang Chong only saw that he had punched once, and he saw the importance of underwater boxing to return to the sea.

"The old man is really as wise as a torch." Ming Ying slapped a sycophant silently.

The old man laughed and said, "Let's take a look." ”

Ming Ying was overjoyed when he heard this.

Hand in hand is the way traditional martial artists communicate, and it requires extremely high energy operation, body balance, and nervous response.

Skilled martial artists only need to take a little hand, and they can instantly know the core of each other's boxing techniques and know the level of each other's boxing skills.

At this time, it is too rare to be able to help with the old man Wang Chong.

Of course, Ming Ying will definitely not use all his strength, and will only maintain his strength at the level of about the third order. Otherwise, as soon as the strength of the fifth-order evolutionary of Ming Ying was launched, it was estimated that the old man Wang Chong would fly out, and there was no point in joining hands at all.

All afternoon, Ming Ying was discussing the mysteries of boxing with the old man, and the two talked darkly and speculatively. Ming Ying's boxing skills all come from the fight between life and death, and it also brought too much inspiration to the old man Wang Chong.

The old man had almost no reservations about Ming Ying, and taught him everything, Ming Ying listened to it like a mesmerized, like a sponge, frantically absorbing the mysteries of boxing, and many impenetrable places were suddenly enlightened.

Zuo Fang listened on the sidelines, and also felt that she had gained a lot. It was Wang Yiyi, who only listened for a while and then couldn't listen anymore, muttered a few words, and turned around and went back to the house.

It wasn't until the sun went down and the sky gradually darkened that Rong Sirou brought food to everyone, and Ming Ying and Old Man Wang Chong woke up like a dream and reluctantly stopped.

After eating, Ming Ying said goodbye to the old man, and after returning to his post-apocalyptic fortress, he took everyone into the mysterious space, and then left the Biyuan community directly and rushed towards Tai County.

Over there in Tai County, Zhang Yang still has more than 30,000 people waiting for Mingying. These 30,000 people will become the first residents of Mingying City, and they will also undertake the initial construction task.

Outside the city in the dark night, for today's humans, it has become a forbidden area of death. Terrifying mutant beasts lurked in the dark corners, and the roars of walking corpses were heard from time to time in the distance.

If it were an ordinary person, it was estimated that he would be frightened and collapsed at this moment, and he might become a snack for mutant beasts in less than a minute.

But Ming Ying didn't care, on the contrary, along the way, more than a dozen mutant beasts had become Ming Ying's ingredients and were included in the mysterious space.

This time, Mingying didn't even drive the car, and directly drove on two legs and galloped on the provincial highway between Linhu City and Tai County.

At this time, the force in Ming Ying's body was surging like a great river, and the power belonging to the fifth-order evolutionary was surging like a flood, unleashing it to its fullest.

Ming Ying ran wildly while thinking about evolution.