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In the courtyard of Zhou Binglin's house, Huang Shaohong slowly played the 13 hammers of Tai Chi in the courtyard.

At this time, he practiced the thirteen hammer techniques and when he was usually against the enemy, the power of the mountain cracking and the fierceness was different, but it was three points slower than the kind of fitness tai chi that the old man played when he exercised.

But as the moves opened and closed, a scorching aura continued to rise from his body, which was the state when the qi and blood reached its peak.

This made Zhou Binglin, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, couldn't help but open his eyelids and looked at him with surprised eyes, and a trace of envy and relief flashed in his eyes after a while.

Thinking that he had come to this point with his qualifications, he was in his thirties, but he didn't expect that this cheap junior disciple would be able to reach this point in just ten months, and it was really demonic!

At this moment, Zhou Binglin's ears moved slightly, stood up, and walked to the courtyard gate in a few slow steps, gently opened the courtyard door, and saw that under the afterglow of the sunset, a young man in Tang costume was raising his hand to press the doorbell.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Zhou Binglin looked at the other party with a somewhat impatient expression, today is different from the past, Huang Shaohong is honing his strength at a critical moment, and he does not allow any mundane things to disturb him.

The young man saw that he hadn't called the door yet, and someone opened the door and couldn't help but be stunned, and when Zhou Binglin asked, he immediately remembered the purpose of this trip, and immediately hugged his fists and said: "But Master Zhou Binglin Zhou, I am a disciple of the Yin family's gossip, and I was specially ordered by the master to send a challenge book to Master Huang Shaohong!" ”

Zhou Binglin nodded: "I am Zhou Binglin, just give me the challenge book!" ”

When the young man heard this, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face: "My master has instructed my disciple to hand over the challenge book to Master Huang with his own hands!" ”

This young man is one of Yin Manchuan's most proud disciples, he is also a secret cultivator at a young age, in the younger generation of the capital's national art world, in terms of strength, he is only under Duan Guochao and Jiang Hai, and his ability should not be underestimated, and it can be said that he has learned the essence of Yin's Baguazhang.

Such a young man naturally has arrogance in his chest, so he wants to see Huang Shaohong, if the other party is not good, he will not need his master, he can defeat him himself, and his reputation among the younger generation in the national art world will be greatly improved, at least it will also suppress Jiang Hai.

"Shake your wit with me!"

Zhou Binglin showed a cruel smile on his face, where is there still the elegant demeanor that he has cultivated on weekdays, he stepped forward and raised his hand is a palm.

The young man didn't expect Zhou Binglin to say that he would do it, step down to make mud, go to the oblique thorn, wear flowers with both hands, turn his palms like a bull's tongue, and directly attack Zhou Binglin's right ribs.

This young man's shot is cold, crisp, fast, and his movements are fierce, which is the characteristic of the Yin faction's gossip bull's tongue.

A trace of disdain flashed on Zhou Binglin's face, his wrist flipped over, turned into a twist, and the big silk winding hand wrapped around the opponent's palm, and then violently exerted his arm and straightened it, only to hear the crisp sound of 'click' and directly wrangled the opponent's arm.

And just when the young man was about to cry out under the severe pain, Zhou Binglin's big silk hand straightened, and pointed like a sword, using a move in the Tai Chi swordsmanship to pick the grass to find the snake, and pointed at the Tiantu acupoint under the young man's throat, instantly suffocating the screaming voice, only making a muffled snort of 'uh', which sounded extremely tolerable.

Zhou Binglin grabbed the other party's collar and lifted this young man who was more than 1.80 meters up, and then said in a deep voice:

"I, Zhou Binglin, have cultivated my self-cultivation for so many years, and I really have a good temper, don't say it's you, even your master Yin Manchuan doesn't dare to get tired of me here, remember to tell your master when I go back, you were beaten by me, if you don't accept it, let him come to me to ask for an explanation, Lao Tzu is waiting for him!"

"Get out of here!" After speaking, he shook his hand and threw the young man more than 20 meters away, threw it out of the alley and rolled outside.

Zhou Binglin took a sip: "Phew, give a shameless thing!" With that, he turned back to the courtyard and gently closed the gate.

Yin Manchuan, who was discussing tomorrow's affairs with the masters of the national art world, was so angry that he smashed his cup when he heard that the disciple he sent to deliver the letter was broken by Zhou Binglin: "This Zhou Binglin even beats the junior, it really stinks... Flow... People! ”

Ma Huajun was surprised: "He hasn't done it for so many years, I thought that self-cultivation and self-cultivation would be difficult to change, but I didn't expect that the country is easy to change and difficult to change, or the hot temper at the beginning!" ”

Several big boxers around sighed: "Liu hooligan is still liu hooligan when he gets old!" And it's old... Flow... People! ”

Huang Shaohong hit it with a hammer method, and the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard shook the muscles and bones of the body, and gradually this force penetrated into the internal organs and bone marrow.

Guo Yunshen talked about the three-step kung fu of the inner boxing, easy bones, easy tendons, easy marrow, the first two steps Huang Shaohong has already practiced perfectly, but this easy marrow is the most difficult.

Bone marrow is hematopoietic, and the hematopoietic effect of bone marrow will slowly weaken as ordinary people get older, which is the so-called red bone marrow and yellow bone marrow in Western medicine, and there is no need to delve into it here.

In the three-step kung fu of Neijiaquan, if the strength is practiced to the bone marrow, it can be strengthened by vibration from time to time, which can make the bone marrow maintain hematopoietic function for a long time, which is equivalent to the person who practices martial arts is always changing blood, which plays the role of rebirth, cutting hair and washing the marrow.

Huang Shaohong originally did not practice to the realm of easy marrow, but today he fought seven big boxers in a row, honed his strength, and greatly improved the use of dark energy.

At this time, he kept his fists, practicing the thirteen hammers of Tai Chi over and over again, constantly urging the strength to cut the hair and wash the marrow, and strengthen his body.

For some reason, he felt that when he was honing his strength, the boxing techniques he learned in Bao Zhilin always had a feeling of being out of strength, but the Tai Chi he learned from Zhou Binglin could use this strength.

A 'skimming punch' was slowly struck, and the pores of the whole body opened and closed with the breath of the fist, and the skin was red between opening and closing, as if blood was about to spurt out of the pores.

As soon as the fist is closed, the pores of the whole body contract and close, high and convex, green tendons appear, and the whole body is blue and black.

The strength also breathed with the fist, and the skin, fascia, bones, bone marrow, and organs vibrated back and forth like sound waves, gradually condensing into a strand of harmony.

Finally, when Huang Shaohong hit a 'King Kong pounding cone', the hairs on the skin on his chest exploded instantly, the pores tightened and closed, and a force instantly surged to his chest.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Huang Shaohong finally stopped the drill, at this time his heart was strong and powerful, and the power of blood supply was at least twice as strong as before.

"Good!"

As soon as Huang Shaohong retracted his fist and calmed his breath, Zhou Binglin's applauding voice came:

"Senior brother, you will penetrate the bone marrow and heart in one fell swoop today, be reborn, cut the hair and wash the marrow, and finally reach the superior kung fu of boxing, and now you are only one kick away, you can turn your brain into strength, penetrate the upper and lower parts of the body, and become a master of national arts, congratulations, congratulations!"

Huang Shaohong was also happy in his heart, with his strength at this time, he wanted to return to the world of Xun Qin, and to Cao Qiudao, he would definitely let Lao Cao know why the flowers were so red!

But before he could say a few polite words, he heard Zhou Binglin's voice change: "But you have made a name for yourself today, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has never been such a turmoil in the national art world, you really want to be the second Yang Invincible!" ”

As he spoke, he handed the war book sent by Yin Manchuan to Huang Shaohong.

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