The breeze is coming slowly, the water is not rippling, and the lake in the summer night is a little cool, which is refreshing.

"Go back early, the college entrance examination is coming, you still have to read a book."

Duan Zhen looked at Wang Chao, who was still a little difficult to let go of on the side, and smiled and spoke.

"College entrance examination? I don't want to read anymore. ”

Wang Chao shook his head slightly, he now has a clear path ahead, and he is ready to practice upper-level kung fu as soon as possible, so that he can contact Tang Zichen's world.

Where else do you want to read?

His grades could be said to be average, but as he practiced martial arts with Tang Zichen for most of the year, he never read a book again.

The last final exam lasted for three whole days, and he didn't know how he got over.

"Reading can be rational and determined, boxing must be practiced, and books must be read."

Duan Zhen persuaded a little bit, and found that Wang Chao was extremely resistant.

Speaking of which, Wang Chao is indeed a high school graduate.

His growth was made by constantly fighting the enemy, and forcibly keeping him in school may be a different scenario.

"Duan Zhen! Let's make a few moves! ”

Wang Chao suddenly rushed towards Duan Zhen and suddenly exerted his strength.

He cushioned one step, and then took two short steps, swept flat across the ground, and his fist was like a cannonball, blasting towards Duan Zhen.

Xingyi, three-step cannon fist strength!

These three continuous steps were the determination he had calculated for a long time before he made up his mind.

When he grabbed Duan Zhen's collar by the lake before, he was bounced away by Duan Zhen with a slight wave of his hand, and after recovering it, he felt that Duan Zhen was not simple.

The blood is strong, and the boxing skills are small, and he has a desire to try boxing.

"Boom !!"

His whole body, waist, legs, soles, and spine were moving regularly, and his fists made a crisp explosion in the air.

Duan Zhen saw that Wang Chao had a good chat with him just now, but suddenly punched him, and he was also shocked.

Wang Chao is really aggressive.

This punch has been accumulating for a long time and cannot be hard-connected.

Duan Zhen slammed backwards, his body leaping back like an ape, and he took five or six steps back in succession.

Between the steps of the mat, the figure has fallen into the distance.

The shape is twelve shapes, and the monkey pokes the honeycomb!

This body method is the monkey-shaped change in Xingyi Fist, like an ape stabbing into a hornet's nest, and immediately jumping back to escape.

"Don't hide!"

Wang Chao saw that Duan Zhen dodged his own punch, his body couldn't help but be short, and his two feet seemed to be sliding in the muddy water, and he quickly ran towards Duan Zhen.

"You can't beat me."

Duan Zhen was still three steps away from Wang Chao, he suddenly stepped out of his left foot, his body was also oblique, his right foot slammed on the ground, his shoulders and elbows were linked to the big tendons of his spine, and he slammed into Wang Chao's fist.

His body came out horizontally, fast and fierce, like a mountain falling diagonally.

"Eight poles of iron mountain?"

Wang Chao saw Duan Zhen hit his fist with his body, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He withdrew his fist slightly, took a small step with his feet as if he were in shackles, and as soon as his front foot took a step forward, his back foot followed suit.

Then the waist and abdomen shook violently, and another punch was pushed out from the midline of the body.

"Bang!"

The two figures intersected, and the sound of joint bones colliding exploded.

Wang Chao took three steps back, and Duan Zhen was also hit in the shoulder by Wang Chao's punch, and his bones stabbed slightly.

Seeing that Wang Chao took two steps in a row, looking like he was about to distinguish the winner from the loser, Duan Zhen sighed, and his hands crossed violently.

This force starts from the soles of the feet and goes straight to the back of the head.

The pores of his whole body exploded, locking the loss of qi and blood, and the eyebrows, waist and abdomen, limbs, dantian, and spine all vibrated slightly.

The movements of the hands are complex and varied, and they are extremely fast, as if the fingers are twitching.

"What kind of kung fu is this?"

Wang Chao was about to take another half-step to collapse his fist, but he was attracted by Duan Zhen's handprint.

In a trance, he seemed to see a seal hanging on the top of the sky, and the providence was lofty and unpredictable.

Looking at it again, Duan Zhen was still standing in place, but the movements of his hands slowed down slightly.

His body couldn't help but pause, and when he stopped, the qi and blood in his whole body suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't hold back the pores and contracted, and sweat involuntarily secreted out of his body.

The strength of the fist has been exhausted again and again, and he has lost his fighting spirit.

"Is it so ruthless?"

Duan Zhen rubbed his shoulders in pain and beckoned Wang Chao to come and help.

He just used Tieshan to rely on Wang Chao's half-step collapse fist, which originally had a great chance of winning, but he didn't expect that Wang Chao had quickly practiced his fist strength throughout his body during this time, almost to the middle and upper level of Ming Jin, and he only knocked Wang Chao away a little when he hit it.

And his shoulder was beaten to the bone.

Seeing that Wang Chao still wanted to fight again, he could only cast that handprint.

This mudra is a kind of practice, and there is no derivation of the move, but it seems to have changed differently when he practiced the Xuanyuan Dingqing Technique.

It is like being able to directly affect people's hearts.

"Are you alright?"

As soon as Wang Chao calmed down, he hurriedly ran over to support Duan Zhen.

This night, Duan Zhen's clothes were torn again, and his bones were broken again.

Rao is Wang Chao's mind is active after practicing martial arts, and his personality has become extroverted, and he also feels a little embarrassed.

"Do you think I'm okay?"

Duan Zhen's tone was not good, he broke his muscles and bones for a hundred days, and he was injured for this meaningless fight in his opinion.

Can you chat calmly?

Didn't I just let you read? As for breaking my bones?

Wang Chao apologized curtly and hurriedly helped Duan Zhen back.

.....

In the luxurious and uncomfortable ward, Duan Zhen was lying on the bed, with a plaster cast hanging from his arms and shoulders.

He opened his mouth slightly, and someone put the peeled grapes into his mouth.

Wang Chaozheng came to see him with a basket of fruits, and his body was hairy when he was stared at by the old housekeeper who was not kind to him.

The news of Duan Zhen's injury directly caused a sensation in the entire family, and after the parents abroad learned about it, they taught a hard lesson to the person in charge of Duan Zhen's life in China.

The security force has been doubled again, and close protection is required almost 24 hours a day.

also checked Wang Chao to the bottom.

If Duan Zhen hadn't tried his best to stop him, Wang Chao might have been assassinated by them.

"Uncle Liu, it's okay, this is my friend."

Duan Zhen talked to the old butler for a long time before he put aside his worries and left the room.

This old housekeeper's surname is Liu, and he is the same age as Duan Zhen's parents, and he is also their right-hand man.

Wang Chao was finally allowed to enter the ward, he scratched his head, showed a shy smile, and said:

"Your family is really rich."

Duan Zhen had been lying in the ward for more than ten days, and during this time he had to put down his cultivation.

Physical matters are not trivial, he has great ambitions, and he wants to step into God within ten years.

There can't be any dark injuries all over the body, if you can't break through in the future because of these dark injuries, it's really a lifelong regret.

"You're improving again."

Duan Zhen saw that Wang Chao's whole body strength was already round, his temples were bulging high, and the spirit in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

And involuntarily walking through the gossip, walking, sitting and lying are practicing boxing.

He knew that Wang Chao had reached the upper level of Ming Jin's kung fu.

"Hey, hey, hey."

Wang Chao peeled an apple for Duan Zhen, and the two talked to each other, and soon the atmosphere became harmonious again.

"I recently got a job." Wang Chao also took an orange and ate it by himself.

Duan Zhen nodded, he knew that Wang Chao had gone to the largest taekwondo gym in the provincial capital to be a coach under Cao Yi's introduction.

In fact, it is just to watch the field, and when someone comes to play in the gym, he will be on top.

Now taekwondo is booming, and commercialization is extremely mature, and many Chinese people will sign up for a class, whether it is interest or following the trend.

"What job?" Duan Zhen pretended not to know and asked interestingly.

"In the provincial capital, a taekwondo gym is a coach."

Wang Chao sighed a little as he spoke, and continued:

"I feel that Guoshu is really lonely, obviously those taekwondo coaches can't do a few tricks in my hands, but the public is still keen to learn this kind of trick."

"That's because you haven't met a master in taekwondo." Duan Zhen shook his head, he also practiced national arts, but he didn't underestimate other kung fu.

The essence of taekwondo is still in Goryeo, and there is no true transmission in China.

And the national art is instead a flower in the wall and a fragrance outside the wall, not to mention the Hongmen Tangmen in Southeast Asia, even the United States has the Tang Shuanglong.

Even foreigners can practice to transform their strength.

Duan Zhen sighed softly, the strongest in the country at present, I'm afraid that the only one is the king of martial arts, Ba Liming.

"Your taekwonting gym, speaking of which, seems to be a branch of my family's industry."

Duan Zhen chuckled and spoke, as if he had discovered something happy.

"....." Wang Chao was silent and took back the banana that he was about to hand to Duan Zhen.

Duan Zhen saw that he could stimulate Wang Chao with his money ability, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

The two talked about their boxing experience, and Wang Chao also showed some gossip practice, and his body and palm skills already had a faint bit of a grandmaster's temperament.

Duan Zhen knew that Wang Chao in the future would evolve from the hands of the gossip smashing monument to that move that overwhelmed the world and was invincible.

Turn the sky upside down!

I didn't expect it to have a hint of meaning now.

Duan Zhen carefully looked at Wang Chao's body and footwork, and an inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes.

"What is my Fa?"

He began to think about his own path.

These days, he has not completely given up his cultivation while lying on the hospital bed, but has been constantly running the Xuanyuan Determination and Clearing, and his mind is becoming clearer and clearer, as if he can go up to the heavens to hear, and vaguely feel things that are closely related to him.

Seeing that Wang Chao had already left, he couldn't help but run the handprint given by Tang Zichen.

He made complex changes in his hands, and his whole body was loose, like an ordinary person moving his fingers.

In this process, he ran Xuanyuan Dingqing at the same time, and his whole body did not exert any strength at all, but gradually a slight breeze inexplicably surged in the ward.

The wind came from nowhere, but it swirled and swirled very firmly.

In a trance, Duan Zhen felt that his vision was constantly sublimating, and there was a power in his body surging into the heavenly spirit.

"Boom!"

Goosebumps appeared on Duan Zhen's skin, and the mysterious feeling disappeared suddenly.

The wind around him also slowly stopped, as if everything was an illusion just now.

He looked at the plastic water cup on the table, and the magic in his body was running faster and faster.

Suddenly, the glass moved invisibly.

Duan Zhen suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes flashed with golden light, and his entire vision instantly dimmed.

“... Mental power? ”

It was his last thought before he fell unconscious.