Hearing Luo Yu's words, Zhang Jiang smiled and said slowly.

"Inch fist, as the name suggests, is that the enemy in the fist is very close, generally no more than an inch away, and the farthest can only be a fist in the middle, not far away."

"If you want to fight an inch box, you must first master the strength of the inch, the strength of the inch is to concentrate the strength of the whole body in one point, and then hit out, not as magical as martial arts novels, the human body cannot concentrate the strength of the whole body into a hand or a finger, at most the power is concentrated on an arm, and then through the back and forth swing of the shoulders to send the power out of the fist."

The old man said very generally, but Luo Yu still understood a little and nodded.

Seeing this, the old man found a big tree for Luo Yu, demonstrated how to exert force several times, and what should be paid attention to when exerting force, after Luo Yu wrote them down one by one, the old man let Luo Yu train against the big tree.

The old man Zhang Jiang saw that it was getting late, so he decided to end tonight and come tomorrow night.

And Luo Yu has been in the dark for a night, but he still hasn't mastered the inch punch, and every time he hits, he is like a child's strength, that is, he is fluctuating and weak.

Even so, Luo Yu is not in a hurry, if he can master the inch fist in one night, then he Luo Yu is not a genius, for his talent in martial arts, Luo Yu has always known, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as bad.

But no matter how bad your talent is, since you have embarked on this path, then take it well, it doesn't matter if you fail once or twice, as long as you succeed once after a hundred or ten times.

Seeing that although Luo Yu didn't make any progress overnight, his mentality was not bad, the old man Zhang Jiang nodded, it doesn't matter whether the talent is good or not, the most important thing is the mentality.

Walking all the way back, the old man talked a lot to Luo Yu, and intentionally or unintentionally mentioned that the neighboring province near this province, M Province.

The old man said that there is also a force there, and there are three earth-level powerhouses sitting there, where chaos and order coexist, there is an order that no one can disobey, and there is chaos that anyone can provoke.

It is the largest place of martial arts, a gathering place of crime and killing, where every day, every hour, every moment, this bloody feast is staged, killing and being killed, as if it were commonplace, and it is the happy nest of the evildoers, but also the place where the strongest rise.

The old man told Luo Yu that if he could, and if he had time, he could feel the atmosphere there, the crime and punishment there, and Luo Yu nodded.

When he arrived at the door of Luo Yu's house, the old man stopped Luo Yu again, looked at the few people who were chatting happily under the lights in the house, and spoke.

"That Wang Ma is serving Wu Qingyu in K City, and behind our backs, we all call this Wang Ma Wang Po."

Hearing this, Luo Yu nodded.

"I know, uncle, don't worry."

Seeing Luo Yu nodding, knowing that Luo Yu understood the meaning of his words, the old man Zhang Jiang didn't say anything, waved his hand, and walked home.

Looking at the old man who had disappeared into the night, recalling the words that the old man had just entrusted to him, Luo Yu grinned silently at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Po is still the same Wang Po, and Ximen Qing is also that Ximen Qing, but is Pan Jinlian Pan Jinlian? Whether Wu Dalang is Wu Dalang or not.

Everyone's thoughts and actions, he Luo Yu can't control it, but if he stretches his hand to himself, Luo Yu doesn't mind chopping him off, there are some things Luo Yu can endure, but this kind of thing Luo Yu won't endure.

Luo Yu can afford the price, but it's a big deal to be in the wilderness, and Luo Yu has not experienced this kind of life.

Pushing the door and walking into the house, the old man Gao Ke didn't know when he left, leaving only Wang Ma chatting with Dongfang Qiushui and Xiaoli in the house.

Seeing this, Luo Yu didn't say anything, if it was just Lala's homely Luo Yu was very welcome, but if there were other ideas, then experience the sharpness of the scarlet Tang knife.

For three days in a row, Luo Yu got up early and rushed to the fighting hall, spent a day there, and invited the two old men to eat here at night, Zhang Jiang would take Luo Yu to train alone after dinner, and the royal mother would come as scheduled when she arrived at dinner, and every time she would be at home with Dongfang Qiushui and Xiao Lilala.

In the past three days, Luo Yu's inch boxing has also made some progress, at least better than the previous childish dance boxing, and now it looks like a teenager's dance boxing.

From the kindergarten level at the beginning, it has become the current elementary school level.

In this regard, Luo Yu is still not arrogant or impatient, and will take full advantage of it every day to do this well.

Three days later, the electricity in the blacksmith shop had been laid, and Luo Yu did not go to the fighting hall but chose to open the furnace and cast blades, preparing to deliver the first batch of pre-booked blades first, and then prepare to go out once and fight in the field.

The fire in the furnace was burning, and Yang Zhan took out a rough billet from it with iron tongs, put it on the board and smashed it.

Yes, you read that right, it was Yang Zhan who smashed it, not only Yang Zhan, but the other four people in the Light Squad were also arranged by Luo Yu for other work, such as Dongfang Qiushui was responsible for cooling the iron and filling it with cold water.

Shi Pogang was in charge of melting some miscellaneous iron tools into a furnace. It can be said that everyone has their own area of responsibility, and together they build these blades.

Luo Yu is responsible for each process, and at the same time constantly teaches everyone what they should pay attention to when building, so as to ensure that there are no problems in each process.

Because this first batch of blades is not only their good start, but also their façade, the first batch of built, customers are satisfied, and they will naturally give you publicity.

Therefore, this first batch of Luo Yu was very attentive, saying that it was a few people building, but in fact, it was the same as Luo Yu building it with his own hands.

The requirements of each process are strict, and they have reached the point of harshness.

But although it is demanding, the speed of building is still very fast, just because there is a brute like Yang Zhan.

In the case of a simple competition of strength, even Luo Yu, who was in a state of rage, was willing to bow to Yang Zhan.

With Yang Zhan's great strength and seemingly endless brute bull, the speed of striking iron can be described as flying.

Any rough billet is rapidly deformed under Yang Zhan's hammer, and the impurities in the iron are also being eliminated rapidly.

Often, as soon as a rough billet is placed on the case, I hear the sound of 'clang, clang', and the chaotic sound does not stop, and it is hammered more than 100 times in three or five seconds, and I have to quickly change to the other side.

And Xiaoli, who grabbed the rough blank for Yang Zhan, hurriedly prepared to clip it as soon as she put the blank on the case and changed it to the other side.

At this speed, the first batch of blades was quickly built, all of which were of different lengths, but only one of them was the same, all of them flashed with cold light, and they looked sharp.