Mu Yan was still standing outside the door, and it could be seen through the Heavenly Pupil that the ghost king Da was also standing in the room, thoughtful.

Sure enough, the ghost king Da figured it out, opened the door of the house, sighed at the scum, and said with a cigarette in his mouth.

"If you want to learn the ancient boxing method, I'll talk about winning first."

In front of the wooden house, the two stood opposite each other, the breeze caressed, Mu Yan's long hair fluttered, and the ghost king Da squinted his eyes slightly, his expression was solemn, although one foot was lame, but he still had the demeanor of a strong man.

Mu Yan looked at him, secretly using internal force, but found that there was nothing under the dantian, and he couldn't feel a trace of internal force.

But he didn't feel surprised, he did it just to see if the ring really shielded his internal force, and the result was self-evident.

Raise your hand and hold your fist at the moment.

"Please advise."

The ghost king was motionless, Mu Yan's hands turned into palms, his feet touched the ground, and the person had jumped up and slashed down in the air.

This palm didn't have much power, Ghost Wang Da's eyes froze, and his hands were crossed above his head, blocking Mu Yan's palm.

Mu Yan's right foot kicked out of his chest, and Ghost Wang Da's right fist slammed directly into the sole of his foot, and when Mu Yan was about to use his right foot to fight against him, Ghost Wang Da's fist suddenly turned into a claw and hooked Mu Yan's calf, and the hook was not small.

Mu Yan's body was in the void, his left foot swept out towards Ghost Wang Da's neck, Ghost Wang Da's body leaned back, dodging Mu Yan's kick, but he couldn't dodge Mu Yan's head-on kick, forcing Ghost Wang Da to let go of Mu Yan.

The ghost king praised.

"Sure enough, there were two hits."

Mu Yan said.

"Your legs and feet are inconvenient, and I only use my hands, if I win against you and teach me ancient Chinese boxing techniques, if I lose, I will leave on my own."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yan put out his palms together and used the move of the Divine Palm, although it did not have much power, but it could also catch the ghost king off guard.

Ancient Chinese boxing, also known as Sun Bin boxing, is a kind of martial arts based on traditional Chinese martial arts.

Mu Yan and Ghost King Da dismantled dozens of moves before and after, whether it was in strength or speed, Ghost King Da was not as good as Mu Yan.

Although he does not have the assistance of internal force, Mu Yan has the blood of a true dragon, and every move implies strength, and his speed is amazing, his speed is equal to that of the Fire Cloud Evil God.

If a set of divine palms is not finished, Ghost Wang Da will lose, Mu Yan's hand is not heavy, but a palm straight to his face, although there is no internal force, but Ghost Wang Da still feels a strong wind blowing in his face.

Mu Yan took the credit and stood up, and the ghost king looked at him and said.

"I lost."

Mu Yan said with a smile.

"If it had been back then, I might not have won you."

Ghost King Da asked.

"Why do you want to learn ancient Chinese boxing?"

Mu Yan hesitated, for himself, the answer to this question is yes, that is, the task is dictated, but there is also his own layer of original intention contained in it.

"Because the ancient Chinese boxing method will not lose to Japanese karate."

This sentence brought tears to the eyes of the ghost king, but he stubbornly didn't let it go, but walked over and looked at Mu Yandao.

"Okay, I'll teach you."

Ghost Wang Da has been running this grocery store for all these years, and teaching boxing part-time, but he hasn't received an apprentice for so many years.

The martial arts hall is just behind the grocery store, the space is small, and the ancient Chinese boxing banner pasted on the wall has fallen a thick layer of dust.

Ghost Wang Da took out a book from a pile of waste paper with yellowed paper and a broken cover, and handed it to Mu Yandao.

"This is the secret book of ancient Chinese boxing, I see that you have a good potential, you only need to click to understand the mystery."

Mu Yan took the cheats and flipped through them casually, there were patterns and words in it, although the paper was yellowed, and some of the handwriting was blurred, but fortunately, the content was still complete.

"Thank you."

Ghost King Da patted Mu Yan's shoulder and said.

"It's up to you whether you can revitalize the ancient Chinese boxing method."

Mu Yan said.

"Don't worry, I will definitely let the ancient Chinese boxing method catch up with Japanese karate."

Ghost King Da smiled happily.

Mu Yan and Ghost Wang Da had a detailed discussion, and Ghost Wang Da taught Mu Yan everything he had learned all his life, but most of it was about experience.

The practice of ancient Chinese boxing methods is not something that can be understood by comprehension alone, and every move and style needs to be practiced hard in person to understand its true meaning.

Mu Yan opened the Heavenly Pupil and directly absorbed all the essentials of the ancient Chinese boxing method into his mind.

He doesn't want to use opportunism to win like in the movie, he has to rely on his strength to defeat the masters of all kinds of boxing techniques, and plant the banner of ancient Chinese boxing on the peak.

Early the next morning, Mu Yan and Ghost Wang Da came to the top of the mountain, which was a platform paved with stone bricks and surrounded by lofty mountains.

At this time, the clouds and mist were shrouded, the air was wet, and it felt cool, Mu Yan was wearing a sportswear, standing on the platform, the cool breeze blew, and Ren Hair was stained with fine dewdrops.

Mu Yan had already learned the moves of the ancient Chinese boxing method last night, and what he needed now was to integrate them and play the strongest strength.

On the platform, Mu Yan's fists are vigorous, his body is flickering, erratic, and with the help of light skills, he can control the ancient boxing method with ease.

Ghost Wang Da pointed to the side.

"The fist walks the curve, the curve seeks straightness, the attack is defensive, and the defense is attacked."

Mu Yan threw countless punches at an astonishing speed, and at this time, there was a thin rain like a cow's hair floating in the sky, but due to the fast speed of the punches, the raindrops did not wet Mu Yan's hands.

The ancient boxing method not only includes the fist method, but also the leg method, and its unique leg method is also unique, which can lock the opponent unconsciously, making it difficult to turn over.

Of course, the most powerful of the ancient boxing method are the two major stunts, inch strength and drill strength, these two stunts can be described as invincible, and they are also known as the nemesis of Japanese karate.

Inch strength, a touch of imminent, the strength is sudden, like a tiger, the force can be overwhelming, in a thousand shots can release amazing strength, a punch fatal.

Drill strength, including a bow, hair like a crossbow arrow, touch is that is, strong and spinning, this is the strongest leg method in the ancient Chinese boxing method, send and receive freely, the force can drain the sea.

As long as these two stunts are mastered, all the boxing techniques must be subordinate, but even the head of the ghost Wang Da himself has not comprehended these two stunts.

Because there is no record of a single word in the cheats of these two tricks, it is completely up to the practitioner to comprehend it himself.

Ghost Wang Da watched Mu Yan waving his fists in the drizzle, as if he saw his original appearance, and his eyes seemed to see the ancient Chinese boxing method look at the world again.

After a set of punches, there were a little raindrops on Mu Yan's body, Mu Yan took the merit and stood up, and walked towards the ghost king, Dao.

"How?"

The Ghost King looked at him and said.

"You're right, the revitalization of ancient Chinese boxing can only depend on you."

Mu Yan smiled but did not speak.