Bang!

The flat ground thundered.

With a punch, a violent wind suddenly broke out in the empty hotel room, and the raging air tore the woolen carpet on the floor, and the sheets and quilts were blown into the corners.

The air flow rattled on the strong, like the tide beating against the rocks.

When Chang~

A few meters away, the tall floor-to-ceiling windows shattered into pieces with a clatter, and then were blown away by the turbulent air currents like hidden weapons!

Legend has it that ancient boxers practiced boxing in the secret room, and the air currents set off by their fists and feet could shatter the entire wooden window!

Now An Qisheng's boxing has such an effect!

Click~

With a punch, An Qisheng's muscles and bones made a sound like a machine that had not been running for many years.

The short hair is even more erect, the skin is tensed to the extreme, and the big tendons and blood vessels under the red skin are clearly visible.

The fine pores seem to be all permeable at once, and there seems to be hot water vapor spewing out.

Huhuhu~

In the small room, An Qisheng raised his fists and kicks as if unconsciously.

He only felt that his skin was getting hotter and hotter, as if a furnace was burning in his body, and the exuberant energy poured out from his fists and feet.

After only a few moments, the entire hotel bed room was already covered with mist, as if a hundred and ten kettles were boiling at once.

With that whistling wave, the scene is spectacular.

Knock knock~

Jingle bell~

I don't know how long it took, but the knock on the door and the doorbell rang quickly.

"Sir, sir, what happened? Open the door! ”

Anxious shouts rang out outside the door.

Bang!

With a click of the key, the door opened.

The hotel manager and a few security guards rushed in, and looked at An Qisheng, who was punching and kicking under the steaming water, and was dumbfounded.

"This, this, this ......"

Listening to the whistling sound of the air flow directed by the fists and feet, several people were stunned.

This, is this still human?

"Whew!"

An Qisheng slowly retracted, and his red skin quickly faded like a soldering iron in water.

A long stream of air blew out of his mouth, carrying away all the moisture from the room and blowing it out of the shattered floor-to-ceiling window.

"Sir, you, you ......"

Several of the security guards were shaking with their hands holding electric batons.

An Qisheng's face returned to calm, and he turned around and glanced at a few people:

"What's the matter?"

With just one glance, the security guards and the hotel manager shook their heads as if they had been struck by electricity.

The electric baton in his hand was thrown out at once.

Faced with the scene in front of him, even a fool knows that this is a great master.

"No, it's nothing......"

The hotel manager wiped his cold sweat and squeezed out a smile:

"It's the guest next door to you, who said he heard something exploded in your house, let's take a look......"

An Qisheng's body flashed, and he picked up the rosewood box that had fallen to the ground:

"I'm fine."

"It's great that you're okay."

Looking at the room that looked like a typhoon was passing, the hotel manager smiled reluctantly.

I wanted to discuss the matter of compensation, but I was a little afraid to speak.

It's going to retreat.

"Wait a minute."

An Qisheng raised the salute, hugged the wooden box, and stopped a few people whose legs were still trembling:

"It just so happens that I also have to check out, and you can list all the losses."

"Good, good."

The hotel manager nodded busily.

It turns out that the hotel is still very fair, a bed, a computer, a large-screen TV, a chandelier wool blanket, etc. were all ruined, and Anqisheng did not ask for much money.

The service attitude of the hotel manager is even better, and he really treats the customer as a god.

When he checked out, he called a car for him early and waited in front of the hotel.

"The service of your hotel is very good, and your hotel is still the first choice in Cangcheng."

Before getting into the car, Anqisheng nodded at the manager.

“...... It was our pleasure! ”

The smile on the hotel manager's face froze, and he hurriedly closed the car door for An Qisheng:

"I wish you a pleasant journey and a smooth journey, sir."

Watching the car drift away, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his stiff face, and muttered:

"Don't come......"

......

"Alright, here it is."

Somewhere on the outskirts of Cangcheng, An Qisheng got out of the car with his luggage.

"Brother, there is no store in front of the village and no store in the back, where are you going?"

The driver asked curiously.

"Leave it alone, I'll just walk around."

An Qisheng smiled and handed over the money.

"Weird."

The driver muttered quietly and stepped on the accelerator and left.

"I see how charming the green mountains are......"

Looking at the lush green mountains in the distance, An Qisheng was in a good mood.

In ancient times, Hua Jin was already a great fist master, and even further he was a grandmaster who was enough to start a sect.

Even if there is a material explosion in modern society, there are far more masters than in ancient times, and Hua Jin is also a real master, and it is rare to find one among millions of people.

Call~

An Qisheng's feet were a little down, and his body was undulating, and he had already crossed the road and stepped into the wilderness.

As soon as I entered the strength, I felt different.

The strength reaches the whole body, the senses have increased greatly, there is no need to open the eyes, and the movement within twenty or thirty meters is in the heart.

The wind blows the leaves, the dust rises, and the feet shake, and you can almost feel it.

An Qisheng stepped forward, more than ten or twenty meters in an instant, walking in the wilderness, like stepping in the early spring, relaxed and freehand, occasionally withered leaves blowing, and his body was shattered before he touched it.

A feather can't be added, and mosquitoes can't fall.

Over the wilderness, over several mountains, the night gradually sets.

Bang bang bang~

On the banks of a river, the fist wind is fast.

Anderson swam on the riverbank, punching barefoot on the smooth pebbles.

Call!

With a punch, the elbow followed the hand, the shoulder followed the elbow, and the body shook, skimming the long riverbank, and the uneven pebbles under his feet did not shake in the slightest.

The fist is urgent, and the foot is steady.

At the beginning, it was still Bajiquan, and then the five fingers grabbed in the air, pinched out a bang, and it had turned into an eagle claw hand, and after a rise and fall, he turned back and pounced, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, and the eagle struck the sky, but it was already a dragon and tiger grab.

Between the whistling airflow, the arms turn soft, like a fish swimming in the water, like a bird into the arms, but it is the routine of Gumen Xinyi Fist.

Again the tall ape, as an eagle crying, striding like a bear, stomping under his feet, and like an old elephant hissing wildly, the proboscis flicked to explode the air.

After a long time of dreaming, An Qisheng learned an unknown number of boxing techniques, and this time he showed it, and his boxing was no longer in order, and it was not limited to one move and one style.

Even the practice, fighting, killing, and acting are all used together.

Turning around, the pace changed more than ten ways, fists, elbows, shoulders and fingers, feet, knees, hips, and chests moved together, turning dozens of boxing and killing moves.

It's easy and easy.

As soon as he entered the strength, his physical strength had not yet increased explosively, and the moves of the fist and fist path were already another world.

Call!

Polar movement instantly turned extremely quiet.

Anqisheng stepped forward and stepped barefoot into the water, the river wet his trousers, and stopped when he reached his calves, but his knees!