The pavilion in the backyard of the Hong Youth Society.

Xu Tianhong sat opposite Gu Fei: "I admit that you are indeed a genius, in just two years, you have learned so many kinds of boxing techniques, and you can use them freely, my iron cloth shirt, you can learn it." ”

"Thank you Uncle Xu for complimenting, my nephew actually has a question, what is it like?" Gu Fei asked.

Gu Fei is relatively clear about the first two realms of bright jin and dark energy, after all, he has experienced it himself.

And Hua Jin, because of his own butterfly, Ye Man has just set foot in Hua Jin, Ye Man himself doesn't know much about Hua Jin at present, how can he solve Gu Fei's doubts.

"To put it simply, turning strength is to hit people all over the body, where to hit, where to hit, the so-called mosquitoes and flies can't fall, and a feather can't be added, that's the realm." Xu Tianhong organized his words, and then said.

Gu Fei pondered for a moment and said, "In other words, turning strength is to practice kung fu to every part of the body, and finally the whole body is full of strength?" ”

"That's true, it's easier said than done, I have been practicing martial arts for more than 40 years before I entered Huajin."

"Then Uncle Xu, after entering the realm of dark energy, what is the dark energy that erupts from his hand?"

Gu Fei had already discovered that the power of dark energy was really not great, the better the opponent's physique, the worse the effect of dark energy falling on the opponent's body, when bullying people with weak physique, a dark energy could make their muscles tingle unbearably.

But that's all, it doesn't really seem to make much sense whether there is dark energy.

The existence of dark energy is very similar to the fictitious "qi" of the "qigong masters" in the nineties of the last century, and it cannot be scientifically explained.

"Do you know what kind of sect my iron cloth shirt inherits?" Xu Tianhong did not answer, but asked a question that seemed completely unrelated.

Gu Fei shook his head, he really didn't know what the iron cloth shirt inherited.

"The full name of the iron cloth shirt is the Jinqi iron cloth shirt, it is the first magic skill of Wudang Dazimen, my master used to be a disciple of Wudang, and I also asked me this question of dark strength back then."

The iron cloth shirt is actually Wudang's kung fu, which is really unexpected by Gu Fei, Gu Fei actually regards Taijiquan as the code name of Wudang until now, Gu Fei did not speak, but quietly waited for Xu Tianhong to continue to explain.

"My master said that according to the ancient records of Wudang, dark energy is the essence of the human body, and in ancient times, Taoists called dark energy internal qi and turned energy into qi."

"It is said that there is also the realm of true qi above, when the essence of the whole body condenses the dantian, the essence will produce a qualitative change, into the true qi, when the true qi is vigorous, you can open the stele and crack the stone, hit the human body, can shatter the five inside...... It's just that the vast majority of Wudangmen people actually don't believe it in their hearts, because there is no way to verify the authenticity, and no one has ever reached the Dan Qi realm. In the end, Xu Tianhong was just a Taoist boast.

"But this dark energy should be the essence of the human body, I believe you have also discovered that if the dark energy is consumed too much, the body will be deficient."

Gu Fei nodded, but felt in his heart that the true qi may not be a legend, doesn't the martial arts world have internal strength, and the Xianxia world can still breathe in the aura of heaven and earth? Those worlds exist, and this true qi may also really exist.

Then Gu Fei asked a few more questions, Xu Tianhong's realm was profound, and the master had the Wudang inheritance, known as the ancestor of the inner family, who was well-informed, and answered several questions that had accumulated in Gu Fei's heart.

After answering Gu Fei's question, Xu Tianhong began to dictate Gu Fei's "Energetic Iron Cloth Shirt".

The Jin Qi Iron Cloth Shirt not only has to cooperate with special medicinal materials to regulate the body, but also has to cooperate with Wudang "Jin Toad Qi Practice" practice, Jin Toad Qi Cultivation Legend is that the ancient Taoist priest heard the frog in the field pond in the spring, its cry is full of vitality of the revival of all things, and then combined with their own understanding, the creation of the body, exercise the internal organs of the breathing secret technique.

Jin Toad's Qi Cultivation Technique cooperates with the external practice method, one inside and one outside, the two are integrated, Yin and Yang are one, and they complement each other, so that they can practice into a real strength iron cloth shirt.

After getting the iron cloth shirt practice, Gu Fei realized that he used to underestimate Wudang, which has the longest history of inner boxing, Wudang can be a hero in martial arts, and he has real skills, but not only Taijiquan.

Originally, I wanted to ask Xu Tianhong if he could do other martial arts, but Xu Tianhong himself said it first, and he only knew this kind of martial arts iron cloth shirt.

After passing on Gu Fei's strength and iron cloth shirt, Xu Tianhong asked Gu Fei to instruct his two personal disciples.

After getting the other party's kung fu, Gu Fei naturally couldn't refuse, and he patiently instructed Xu Tianhong's disciple's boxing technique, and even the iron-clawed tiger on the side felt that he had benefited a lot.

Gu Fei's understanding of boxing moves is no longer comparable to few people in the world.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the boxing match between Gu Fei and Ferranch was today.

On this day, the Black Boxing Stadium was full, the crowd was full, the audience rubbed shoulders, Gu Fei arrived in the VIP room early, adjusted his state and prepared for the game.

"Gu Fei, you are almost certain that you will win against that Ferranch." On the side of the VIP room, a person of the same age as Gu Fei asked, this person was one of Xu Tianhong's two personal disciples.

In addition to Gu Fei and the others, there were also Xu Tianhong, Qin Biao, Iron Claw Tiger and another Xu Tianhong's personal disciple in the box.

In fact, not only Gu Fei's private room, but also the people behind the underground boxing arena came to watch this boxing match.

"I've never seen him do it, and I don't know." Ferencie can suppress Ip Man in his forties, and his thirties must be even more terrifying, I'm afraid he is not weaker than himself.

The match between Gu Fei and Ferranch was the finale, and at eleven o'clock in the evening, the previous boxing match was over, and the two of them left.

The first to go down was Gu Fei, because he had won ten consecutive victories in the past two weeks, Gu Fei's fame was not small among the audience, and it caused many audience screams as soon as he got off the stage.

"Variety Divine Fist, kill Ferranche, let him see the power of Chinese martial arts."

"Ferranche is old, kill him, Variety Fist."

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The shouts below kept ringing out, and the rich and young shouted hoarsely, waving the bills they bet on in their hands, here, they are no longer the upper class of society, just a group of beasts who want to watch the killing satisfy the *** in their hearts......

The groups of ladies and ladies were also flushed, shouting incessantly, and the noble aura was gone......

Gu Fei was wearing a black undershirt, unaffected by the shouting below, and he looked down at Ferranchi, who was wearing a huge boxing champion gold belt.

Ferranche's muscles are as strong as a brown bear, his face is as fierce as a beast, and his height of one meter nine is much stronger than in the movie, this guy is a humanoid tank!

It's just that in Gu Fei's eyes, this formidable and terrifying existence is nothing more than an elite monster with 150 mission points.

After signaling Gu Fei to stand aside, the host of the boxing match stood on the ring and shouted into the microphone: "Gentlemen, ladies, everyone is already familiar with the Variety God Boxing, I won't introduce it, next, the other boxer I want to talk about is our boxing champion, Fei!" Orchid! Strange! The host's voice suddenly rose, and Gu Fei, who had changed, even suspected that this guy's treble was even higher than those tenor singers

The audience below immediately erupted in even more enthusiastic cheers, frantically shaking the tickets in their hands......

"Maybe some new viewers don't know that the legend of Ferranche, he is a boxing myth with a 40-game winning streak and a 100% win rate and KO rate, a meat grinder in the ring! More than 25 fighters have died under the fist, and since the last fight, no one has dared to challenge our boxing champion Ferranche for half a year!! The referee shouted, although Gu Fei's momentum is fierce, but Ferranch has ruled the underground boxing world for several years, and has accumulated prestige for a long time, and those who have seen Ferranch's horror think that Gu Fei's winning rate is not high.

"Ferranche, kill that new yellow-skinned monkey!"

"Ferranche, let that newcomer know what power is, and blow his head off!"

"...... Ferranche"

Compared with the madness of the audience when Gu Fei came to the stage, Ferranche appeared a little more, most of the audience in the underground boxing world have heard and watched Ferranche's match, he is the real underground boxing overlord, invincible!

"Roar!" A loud roar rang out, and Ferranch enjoyed the screams of the audience, and he pounded his chest with both hands, making a muffled sound, like King Kong of the Jungle, standing in the ring and roaring at the audience below......

Suddenly, the upper-class people in the audience were like powder kegs that had been ignited, their faces were flushed, screaming, and even some open ladies and ladies took off their clothes and waved them wildly, as if they were taking drugs.

As the crisp bell rang, the host ran off the ring like a cunning rabbit.

"Challenge my little one, and I'll see you, true power!" Ferranqi, who is one meter nine tall, looked at Gu Fei, who was a cut short of himself, and smiled cruelly, at this time he was in the prime of life, much more arrogant and powerful than the Ferranqi boss in Ip Man No. 3 Middle School!

Suddenly, Ferranche, who was as cumbersome as a tank, burst out with a cheetah-like speed, and his fist blasted towards Gu Fei with a strong wind!