Fist, the fist of the tiger and the wind.

Every time Lan Ling threw a punch, he seemed to be gestured towards Wu Feng intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was demonstrating.

The fist wind blew towards his face, Wu Feng rubbed his eyes, and felt okay, the foundation of this blue pavilion master is quite solid, but it is just a superficial kung fu practice, obviously without the guidance of a master, according to the master's words, this is called flower boxing and embroidered legs.

"Okay, okay, I see, Blue Pavilion Master, you can stop for a moment. Wu Feng beckoned, already aware of her shortcomings.

Lan Ling's chin rose slightly, and his phoenix eyes narrowed: "Hmph, you are going to tell me, how is this girl's boxing skills, boy, it's not that I look down on you, you don't even know what kind of punch I played, right?"

"The boxing technique you practice is very common, it's just ......a tiger roaring fist," Wu Feng blurted out, flicking the dust on his shoulder.

Lan Lingxiu raised his eyebrows: "Yo, a little insightful, an ordinary person, can actually see what kind of boxing method this is, well, then tell me, I have seen something after a few punches, didn't you just say that you can find at least a dozen shortcomings, don't you flash your tongue in the wind......."

"First of all, let's not say anything else, your power is not right, up and down are not through, left and right are not right, not in tune with the front and back, internal and external coordination, you may not want to listen to what I say, but really, except for the showmanship, it is useless, and it will not help your actual combat ability at all, and it will just bluff people......."

Wu Feng said unceremoniously, not paying any attention to Lan Ling's darkening face: "Oh, there is still ah....."

"Did you say enough?"

Finally, she couldn't help it, she was pointed at at the gate like this, what she said was useless, and no one would have a good face.

"Wait, I'm not done yet, you ......."

Wu Feng was about to continue, but looking at her cold gaze, he swallowed back again.

Lan Ling tilted his head and sneered: "Yo, where is this martial arts master, so discerning as a torch, I haven't asked your honorable name yet?" Who is the teacher, it can't be a certain spirit sect who lives in seclusion in the mountains, right?"

Wu Feng opened his mouth and blinked again, now that this is the Nine Heavens Realm, he can't expose himself, so he said: "Oh, I, my surname is Wu, it's good if you call me Wu San......"

"Wu San?"

Lan Ling smashed his mouth: "Tsk, you said that you look polite, why did you come up with this common name, it's really ugly." ”

"Hehe......." Wu San scratched his head.

"Okay, what did you just say, what do you mean, what do you mean, look at what you said is quite like that, come, talk to me?" Lan Ling glanced at him and glanced up and down.

Wu San nodded seriously: "Well, that's right, first of all, Tiger Roar Boxing is the most powerful exercise in the twelve fist shapes, the focus is not on the exercise of the body, but on the muscles and bones, but you, pay too much attention to the transformation of moves, but ignore the most fundamental thing, the force is from the inside out, so ah, you practice the opposite......"

Lan Ling frowned, as if he had realized something, but he was a little confused.

No one has ever told her these words, even her father pays attention to the change of moves, with spiritual power, the power is not bad, but although he can't understand what he said, he always feels that it makes sense.....

"Ahem, since you don't understand, then I'll take you through it carefully. “

Wu Feng said, spreading his legs apart on the spot: "For example, this trick of hungry tiger pounces, you can see it!"

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Wu Feng's expression changed, his eyes were blazing, his body was squatting, his back was bent and his knees were bent, his spine was like a long bow, his bones were rubbing against each other, and bursts of tiger roars came out of his body.

Lan Ling's hair exploded, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, she seemed to feel that the literary scholar in front of her had turned into a fierce tiger, and her momentum was too similar!

Then, Wu Feng's legs were forced, and the strength was shrugged by the tailbone, and the whole person naturally bounced out, and his whole body was tense, like a tiger descending the mountain, and pounced on a stone pillar at the door.

"Smack!"

Without using spiritual power, the stone pillar was unexpectedly cracked, and dust fell in a stream.

After turning around, Wu Feng calmed down his internal qi and said casually: " Human power is limited, so in ancient times, our ancestors began to imitate all kinds of fierce beasts, trying to find out the secret of strength from them, this set of tiger roar boxing, in fact, is not a set of murderous boxing, but the practice of health and nourishment, boxing and practice must be distinguished, through the movement of the corresponding bones, so that the bone marrow is full, full of qi and blood, and the strength will naturally rise, in ancient times, human beings with this set of tiger roaring boxing, can practice a huge force comparable to the beast, it can be seen that the human body itself is a treasure trove, too dependent on the outside, will always carry the head.......“

Speaking of this, Wu Feng couldn't help but laugh at himself, what qualifications do I have to say about others, when I first obtained the immortal power, didn't I rely on it the same.

"Well, do you understand what I'm talking about......"

Wu Feng sighed for a long time, and when he turned around, he found that the Blue Pavilion Master was looking at him dumbfounded, as if he had found some treasure

"Too, it's too powerful, what you said is so exciting, oh my God, it turns out that martial arts can be understood in this way, it turns out, I used to work so hard, and what I practiced was just some fancy, you were right, I paid too much attention to the skills of exerting force, and went against the grain, the more I practiced, the more I injured my body, the loss of qi and blood, and the malaise of the meridians, these are all spiritual power that cannot be recovered, and the damage must be repaired with expensive elixir, if you follow what you said, wouldn't it be that the children of poor families can also practice martial arts?" Lan Ling said with a short breath, his eyes shining, and a door seemed to have opened in his heart.

"So, it is said that it is poor and rich in martial arts, and that martial arts must be piled up with elixir, but in fact, you have not found the right way, and you don't need the assistance of elixir at all. Wu Feng said with a smile.

Tsk, this person is so powerful, in just a few words, he actually said the origin of martial arts, what is his origin?

Although Lan Ling was puzzled, he couldn't resist the yearning in his heart, because what he said was easy to understand, and when he heard it, it was like an enlightenment, and he suddenly became enlightened, and I really hoped that he could say more......

But she knows that these things are secrets that have not been passed down through the ages, and it is too embarrassing to want others to tell them all......

Wu Feng exhaled deeply: "It seems that you have some understanding, so let's find a teahouse, sit down and have a cup of tea, I will carefully explain the complete Tiger Roar Forging Bone Method to you, although this is not enough to repay you for saving your life, but it is more or less my heart, I hope you don't dislike it......"

Joy descended from the sky, Lan Ling reacted after a while, and the whole person who was excited floated away: "Ah! I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, I know a teahouse, let's go, I'm in for a treat, it's okay to drink as much as you want!"