Interior of the martial arts hall.

After Lin Meng agreed to fight with Lu Jun, the rest of the martial arts hall disciples were surrounded at once.

The hobby of watching a play seems to be common to people wherever it is placed.

Lu Qiang also divided the venue for the two of them with some high spirits, looking excited, as if he was going to compete.

"Ahem, in the next competition, one side will fall to the ground or lose physical strength, as a defeat!"

Lin Meng and Lu Jun stood on the left and right, Lu Qiang stood in the middle of the two and said the rules of the competition, he looked at the two of them, there was a lot of expectation and interest in his eyes, after all, how could there be an old man bullying a newcomer This kind of competition is more interesting.

Lin Meng, who was standing on the side, nodded, signaling to agree with Lu Qiang's rules, and the next moment...

"Ready... Begin! ”

The referee next to him shouted!

Moment....

Standing next to him and changing into a cultivation suit, Lu Jun stepped on his legs into a figure-of-eight, faced Lin Meng, drank clearly, stepped out, his palms clenched into fists, and the impact came!

The extremely wide opening and closing action does not have much secretiveness, but the ancient fist flow is a school that relies on crushing the enemy head-on, and this blow is much stronger than ordinary people's attacks!

Under the blow, the attack had not yet arrived, and the sound of the wind whistle sounded faintly, Lin Meng looked at the attack in front of him, and only then did the naked eye catch the trajectory of the opponent's attack, but his body had already reacted as instinctively.

In an instant, he also stepped out, his right hand clenched into a claw, grabbed the opposite side and attacked the punch, and then twisted to the left!

The moment the joint technique was used, Lu Jun's entire arm and even his upper body fell slightly to the left, and Lin Meng kicked Lu Jun's right foot at the same time, and immediately Lu Jun's right foot lost its balance, and his body fell to the left, one left and one right, like five feet facing the sky, and fell down!

Bang!

The sound of violent thumping echoed throughout the martial arts hall, and the nearby wooden floor seemed to tremble slightly!

Lu Qiang, who was standing on the side of the referee and had just shouted the starting slogan, was stunned, lowered his head to look at the figure that suddenly fell from the ground, and blinked....

What's going on?

Lin Meng, who was standing in place, also blinked in a daze, lowered his head to look at Lu Jun who fell to the ground, moved his gaze to Lu Qiang little by little, and asked with a little doubt...

"I won?"

Lu Qiang blinked, "Ah... It seems like... Win it. ”

The scene was suddenly eeriely silent, and after a while, the exclamations of many onlookers sounded in all directions at the same time, and the actions of ending the battle in an instant were so neat that even their onlookers could not find a trace of flaw.

"Ahem, it hurts...."Lu Jun, who was thrown to the ground, couldn't help coughing a few times, he rubbed his buttocks, got up from the ground and looked at Lin Meng, his face was a little red, he was killed in an instant, and his old face was a little unbearable.

"You guy, you're really ruthless."

Lu Jun complained a little unhappily.

Lin Meng, who was standing on the side, was also stunned, lowered his head and looked at his hand, in fact, after he grabbed Lu Jun's hand with his palm just now, he didn't know how to make a counterattack in the back, his body had already moved, and by the time he came back to his senses, Lu Jun had already fallen down.

After practicing hundreds of ancient fist movements in the pocket watch space, it was as if it had been memorized by the body and turned into a passive skill, and before his brain turned, when he touched Lu Jun, his body immediately hit him.

That's sort of... Muscle memory?

Lin Meng gradually had such a thought in his heart.

"Hey, hey, Lin Meng, you're too strong!"

Lu Qiang, who was serving as the referee on the side, finally came back to his senses and couldn't stop shouting around Lin Meng.

The chattering look of surprise reminded Lin Meng of his friend Sun Wenzhong in the school, and the other party was always like this.

"Maybe Lu Jun didn't play himself."

Lin Meng said with a casual smile.

"I do feel like I'm not playing well!"

Lu Jun on the side nodded immediately, his eyes were staring at Lin Meng, a bit like a child who was unconvinced, "So Lin Meng, let's compete again!" ”

Then three minutes later.

Bang!

With the sound of an object falling down, Lu Jun smashed on the wooden board of the martial arts hall again.

Lin Meng won.

There were a lot of exclamations all around, but there were also more martial arts hall disciples who challenged Lin Meng, everyone knew each other in the martial arts hall on weekdays, and they were tired of fighting each other, but now there was a newcomer who was still very strong, and everyone was in high spirits.

Lin Meng accepted the challenge one by one, perhaps because he killed Lu Jun in seconds at the beginning, and the rest of the people had a lot of vigilance against him, but all the strength of Lin Meng's body was really cultivated, and there was no trace of water in the foundation of the training, and he never lost once from beginning to end.

In the entire martial arts hall, there are too few people like Lin Meng who do his best to cultivate for their dreams.

After training in the martial arts hall for about an hour, Lin Meng went back, much earlier than usual, but he learned some of the basics in the martial arts hall, and he went to the suburbs to practice alone, which was much better than in the martial arts hall.

The outskirts of Ping'an City.

"Whew..."

Standing in a sea of green, Lin Meng took a deep breath, and the aura contained in the air rolled into the lobes of his lungs, moisturizing his skin with a cold and cool touch, which was very comfortable.

The memory of fighting with the members of the martial arts hall inadvertently echoed in his mind, from beginning to end, he easily defeated the opponent, which made Lin Meng understand a little bit of the strength he has now, and he has worked hard to cultivate for so long, and finally has some results.

Feeling a little bit about the change in his strength, Lin Meng was not intoxicated by the idea of increasing his strength, the academies in the martial arts hall are just ordinary people, and it is not worth him too much excitement if he wins, Lin Meng has a more ambitious dream, the sky of this world is blue and beautiful, sooner or later he will also fly into the sky and become an immortal, and now everything is just beginning.

Maybe he got the cultivation of internal skills from Yi Amu, and he deserves to be a little proud.

Lin Meng heard that after the college entrance examination, the Baihongmen test was to fight with the beast, such as the spirit tide is dense today, the fierceness of the beast is not comparable to the beasts on the earth at all, and the ancient boxing method of practicing for a lifetime may not be able to defeat those objects.

For this reason, Lin Meng must find a more powerful force.

Like what...

The internal exercises that Iam said!

Regarding the future, Lin Meng thought about it a little, and then put it behind him, no matter how much he thought about it now, it was useless, he just needed to have the strength in place, it was enough.

Standing on top of an empty grass field on the outskirts, Lin Meng re-assumed the basic posture of the ancient fist flow cultivation and started today's cultivation, he recently discovered a very interesting thing, as long as his physical fitness is higher, the longer the acceleration time he can accept in the golden pocket watch space.