After half a year of penance in Changbai Mountain, coupled with the nourishment of rich food, Su Ming not only became more physically strong, but also improved his boxing skills to the realm of thunder. When he made a move, every punch and kick was mixed with a rumbling dull sound, as if there was a thunderbolt surging in his body.

When the boxing method reaches this realm, it can really be called a master of boxing.

From ancient times to the present, all dynasties and dynasties, punching thunder sounds, you can be called a master. When you enter Huajin, you can be called a grandmaster, and you have the qualifications to start a sect, such as the Cheng School Bagua, the Song Xingyi, the Che Style Xingyi and the Huo Baji that appeared later. When you enter Dan Jin, you can be called a great grandmaster. One level higher, entering Gangjin, Taoists call it a real person, a real immortal-like figure on the land.

Su Ming used to practice humming two tones, and in order to improve his physique, he deliberately practiced it, and he did half the work. Now there is thunder and vibration in every punch and kick, and the heart and mind are pure to the extreme, and they are also tenacious to the extreme, and the two blend and collide, and naturally burst out.

One is deliberate, the other is natural, and it is not the same. In the popular words of later martial arts novels, one is acquired and the other is congenital. When it comes to the realm of thunder, thunder naturally bursts out between the fists and feet, which can not only maintain health, shock the bone marrow and internal organs, improve physical fitness, and when fighting, the power and momentum of a punch and a kick are not comparable to before.

The thunder sound is mighty and awe-inspiring, but it is not an ordinary sound that can be compared with it.

The entry into the country in the past six months has been so fast, just as Li Shuwen said at the beginning that Su Ming is accumulating thick and thin, like a mountain torrent and storing water, once the embankment is broken, it will be mighty and mighty, and it will flow for thousands of miles.

Unconsciously, Su Ming spent his third Spring Festival in this world in Changbai Mountain, and the memories of his future life seemed to be a little blurry. And on his body, it seems that intentionally or unintentionally, he has the breath and imprint that belongs to the Republic of China.

In March, in the south, spring flowers are already blooming, and everything is recovering, but in the deep mountains and old forests in the northeast, it is still icy and snowy, and the cold wind is biting. Like here in Changbai Mountain, it is not until after May that the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the flowers bloom and the leaves are green.

In winter, the large beasts that come out hungry to feed are the most dangerous, and when they see anything they can eat, they will rush to it desperately. Su Ming once encountered a hungry Siberian tiger in the mountains and forests, and he almost couldn't get out. When some Siberian tigers are extremely hungry, they will sneak attack blind bears in hibernation.

Su Ming got up in the morning and went into the mountains, and caught a hare in the trap he had laid, and his fat body showed that the hare had a good winter. Picked up the hare, the feet rose and fell, walking in the mountains and forests, like the wind, in the blink of an eye out of dozens of meters away, much faster than ordinary people walking on the flat and straight road.

After walking for half an hour, and walking for thirty miles, he was about to turn back to his cabin in the woods, when his ears moved, and he heard the faint cry for help, and the desolate roar of a wild wolf.

Su Ming's heart moved, he threw down the hare in his hand, carried the big gun, and the whole person was like a gust of wind, and immediately swept towards the direction where the cry for help came. The mountains and forests are uneven, overgrown with grass and trees, and there are many sundries such as stones, but it does not affect his speed in the slightest.

A big steel gun in his hand, constantly picking, plucking, hitting, and poking. In the whining sound, no matter whether there are weeds under the feet in front of him, or mountains and rocks and branches, he can accurately pick them open and sweep them off on both sides.

After only a minute or two, I saw the source of the sound. A man in a military uniform, covered in blood, holding a shell gun in his hand, was constantly shooting. The whole person sat weakly on the ground, his legs were constantly bleeding, obviously seriously injured, and he couldn't even walk. Around this man, there were three or four people in military uniforms, who were already dead and could not die again. There were also several carcasses of wild wolves around, which seemed to have been killed by these people.

Ferocious wolves surrounded these people, and there were more than twenty of them. These wild wolves were not in a hurry to eat the corpses of the three or four soldiers who had already died on the ground, but surrounded the only man who was alive, constantly consuming his bullets, energy, and even life. If it goes on like this, the bleeding alone will be enough to bring him to death.

Wolves are the toughest, if not the most ruthless, hunters, and they have the best patience and stamina. Just a few wolves can spend a week or two driving away lone bison, preventing them from resting and feeding until they run out of energy and are killed by them.

The wolves in Changbai Mountain are different from those in other places. Usually blue-colored, greedy and ferocious, they hunt in groups, at least a dozen of them, and the locals call them green wolves. The green wolf often follows behind the prey, often for thirty or forty miles at a time. After the spirit of the humans and beasts is exhausted, they will wait for the opportunity to move. Jumping up from behind and biting off the throat of his prey, he is one of the most treacherous and dangerous beasts in the mountains.

These people also don't know why they went up the mountain in mid-March, when the ice and snow of Changbai Mountain had not yet melted. At this time, food is scarce, and the animals are hungry, which is the time when these beasts are at their most dangerous and crazy. At this time, the wolves even dared to attack the king of the jungle like the Siberian tiger.

If Su Ming was replaced when he had just entered the darkness, it would naturally be extremely dangerous to face this group of wolves. However, Su Ming has now entered the realm of thunder, and with his strong body, he has a strength of about two thousand catties with one punch and one kick. Especially with a big steel gun in hand, he is not afraid of wolves.

The wolves naturally found out about Su Ming's arrival, and there was a commotion, and even the soldier who was sitting on the ground showed a look of hope in his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into despair. There was only one person who came, and in front of these twenty or so wolves, it was just a death, and the wolves had even begun to surround this person.

To deal with wolves, you naturally don't need to combine rigidity and softness in spearmanship, and the combination of virtual and real is unpredictable, these moves are unpredictable, only need speed, and strength! Su Ming stood, and the spear shook, stabbing out like lightning. Under a single shot, the wolf that pounced from the front suddenly shattered like a pulp. Then the gun swept left and right, and two more wolves were hit by the gun, and they were all in pieces.

Su Ming unleashed a big gun, out of nowhere, as if he was covered with the tip of the spear, no matter which direction and position the green wolf pounced on, he was either directly stabbed to death, or was shot to death by the gun.

With a big gun in hand, no matter how many green wolves there are, they can't get in. The marksmanship was unleashed, the strong wind was blowing, the speed was like lightning, coupled with the strength of Su Ming's fists and feet, the wild wolf was like a piece of paper in front of him, without the slightest threat.

If it is bare-handed, even if the strength is superb, encountering these more than 20 wild wolves, there is also danger under the head-on conflict. This group of wild wolves, if ignored, can even fight to the death of Siberian tigers.

But the power of boxing, coupled with the king of cold weapons, even had a saying in ancient times: I have a gun in my hand, I have it in the world! The ancient fierce general, a big gun in hand, a horse under him, in the big war, vertical and horizontal, horses stepping on the company camp, spears piercing the enemy's head, there are unpredictable opportunities. After a big battle, not to mention dozens, even hundreds of people, they can't get close.

These more than 20 wild wolves, in the eyes of Su Ming, who was holding a big steel gun, were nothing more than that. Even if one relied on his companions to stack, climbed up the tree, and swooped directly at the top of Su Ming's head from above, he was swept by the gun in his right hand at the same time, and his left hand was from the bottom up, and a punch blasted out, thunder and thunder, roaring continuously, like a cannon, standing on the ground, bombarding violently, and directly flying the wild wolf out.

Seeing that some wild wolves pounced on the injured men in military uniform, Su Ming stomped on the ground, and the snow flew wildly, with a booming sound, just like a heavy press machine in later generations suppressing the ground. If someone were able to sweep away the snow, they would see that the ground that had been frozen by the cold and hard like a stone would crack like a spider web, and the whole ground would seem to shake suddenly.

Su Ming's whole person pounced like a tiger and leopard, with the strength of his muscles and muscles now, the speed of rushing out with all his strength was comparable to that of a master of chemical strength, and the distance from the man in military uniform was about ten meters, but it took only a third of a second to pounce. The big gun seemed to shake out a huge spear flower, and the violent shaking of the iron rod even made a buzzing sound, and the three wolves that pounced on the man in military uniform were hit with a huge force almost at the same time, and they didn't know how far they flew.

The next situation was unbelievable in the eyes of the man in military uniform. I don't know if it was the barrel of the gun that drove the person, or the person who brandished the gun. In his eyes, Su Ming and the big gun seemed to be fused into one, just like a swimming dragon, coming and going like electricity. The big guns were stabbed or slapped, and the fierce wind hit the air, turning into waves of air, like the tide of the sea, rushing in all directions. And the more than twenty wild wolves that once made him desperate were directly killed by Su Ming, and the rest were also frightened, and ran in all directions without looking back.

A shot in hand, the power is great! Seeing Su Ming coming, the man in military uniform even wondered if the person in front of him was a human being?

"Thank you for saving me." The man in military uniform tried to speak, but he didn't know if it was the cause of his injuries, and he was a little powerless.

When Su Ming looked closely, he found that the man in military uniform looked like he was only in his teens, and said, "No thanks, I also happened to be passing by, and I rushed over when I heard your shout." At that moment, he tore off a few pieces of cloth from his body, and then bandaged the man's injured parts briefly.

The man in military uniform looked at the few people who had died around him, and seemed extremely uncomfortable, and resisted the urge to cry.

Su Ming asked, "Why did you come here at such a young age?" You are wearing military uniforms, are you soldiers? ”

The man lowered his head and opened his mouth after a moment, his voice full of sadness and self-reproach: "I sneaked out from the house to play, and they are all my guards." I just wanted to come to the mountains to have a look, but I didn't expect to be followed by this pack of wolves, and they all died to protect me. ”