After thinking about it, in the end, Mu Yang pointed his finger at the "Wudang Pure Yang Gong", and the other three options disappeared in an instant, and at this time, Mu Yang added another skill of his own.

The reason why Muyang chose Wudang Pure Yang Gong is because the source of all martial arts comes from internal strength, and without internal strength, it is just an empty shelf, and it can't hurt people at all, just like Zhang Wuji, the original martial arts will not do anything, after practicing Jiuyang Divine Skill, no matter what moves can be learned, just like when he was in Guangmingding, he learned the monk's dragon claw hand, although there are still some deviations, but the internal strength of people is strong, that is, it is more powerful than the old monk.

Some people say that Wudang Pure Yang Gong is not the best martial arts in the martial arts world, why not wait and talk about it. This thing fights for character, who can be sure that next time it will be given internal exercises, if the only opportunity is missed, Muyang is estimated to be depressed to death.

The so-called hundred birds in the forest is not as good as a bird in the hand, and the story of picking stones tells us that the stone in front of us may not be the largest one.

Mu Yang sat cross-legged, a stream of information came into his mind, and an internal breath slowly rose in Muyang's dantian, which Mu Yang had not experimented many times before, Mu Yang had come back to practice by himself according to the cultivation method in Song Qingshu's memory, but he failed, but this time he completely felt the existence of internal force in his body.

Guide this internal breath to begin to travel throughout the body, flowing through the eight veins of the twelve meridians and strange meridians, and this internal force in the dantian is getting more and more, so that the internal breath in the body is getting stronger and stronger, and when it calms down, the internal force is not growing, Mu Yang finally calculated, and found that now he has ten years of internal force, although it cannot reach the point of Song Qingshu's quasi-first-class master, but he can also mix into the second-rate.

And in the future, Muyang can cultivate on his own, which is also good news.

And now Muyang also understands why he couldn't cultivate internal strength in the first place. That is, there is a lack of an internal force seed, and it is easy to get started with this internal force seed.

In fact, there is a reason why people who practice martial arts attach the most importance to their masters, and in most cases, the master plants a seed of Yuan Li in the apprentice and teaches him how to practice the cultivation method, and then the apprentice begins to cultivate. The so-called master leads the door to practice in the individual. In fact, this is the meaning, not just the craftsmen.

Of course, there are also those who have trained their own internal strength, but that method is thousands of times more difficult than the nature of having a master. There is also a saying that there is also external power in the martial arts, and the external skills are also very powerful when practiced to the extreme, Mu Yang estimates that his current situation is estimated to be busy with those well-trained killing machines. But their endurance is definitely stronger than theirs, because the most important thing about internal strength is to pay attention to internal strength, otherwise watching those masters on TV, a fight is a few hours, a few days and a few nights, modern sanda boxing champions, you see a few who can fight for a day, more than a dozen rounds. Let him collapse directly.

Moreover, Muyang not only got the Yuanli seed this time, but also instantly possessed ten years of internal strength. Let him become a master, as for how high, it depends on the situation, only by comparing it will be known.

Mu Yang stood up after completing his cultivation, and found that a layer of gray-yellow grease had appeared on his body, and there was a bit of a fishy smell. Is this the so-called washing of tendons and marrow, Muyang doesn't know, but now he must take a bath first, otherwise it will be too uncomfortable.

I rinsed it in the bathroom for a long time, and I applied the shower gel several times to feel clean and refreshing. Muyang walked back to the room.

I clenched my fists and tried to play a few punching moves, and I felt like a tiger, which was nothing like before.

By the way, do a test to see how far you go.

Mu Yang came to Malmö Manor during the Anti-Japanese War, and pulled Xia Kejun to the courtyard, "Brother Mu, what's wrong." ”

"I want to try how well I've practiced my kung fu, so I'll let you come out and see." Muyang said and began to look for something to do experiments.

"What kind of kung fu does Brother Mu practice, I haven't heard you say it before, that's right, no wonder you are so powerful, it turns out that you are a person who has practiced kung fu." Xia Kejun said suddenly.

"What are you looking for?" Xia Kejun saw Muyang looking around in the courtyard and asked.

"Stones, bricks, wooden blocks, anything, try your palm power first."

"How can there be those sundries in the yard, they have all been cleaned up by the servants, so let's ask Brother Zhang and them to prepare them for you." Xia Kejun said.

"Okay, I'll wait here." Muyang said.

After a while, Zhang Changjiu brought a servant to bring stones, bricks and wood, and Xia Kejun brought all the explanations, not only that, the people in the family knew that Muyang was going to experiment with martial arts, and many people ran out to see the excitement, and more than a dozen people gathered in the courtyard in a short time.

"Are you supposed to be juggling?" Mu Yang said with a straight face on purpose.

These servants in Malmö are all hired, Mu Yang's identity here is a rich businessman, naturally not as high as other time and space, although the servants respect him but are not afraid, if it is in the European war time and space, those servants of Mu Yang do not dare to run out to watch in private without orders.

"It's okay to let you see the power of Chinese martial arts today." Muyang didn't care either, so he asked the servant to put three red bricks first, starting with the simplest, don't know your depth when the time comes, and lose face in front of the servant.

"Drink, open." Mu Yang let out a low snort, slapped it down, and the three red bricks immediately became shattered, Mu Yang felt that he only used fifty percent of his strength, but the pile of red bricks on the ground has now become a state of shattering.

"Oh my God, it's unbelievable that human power can reach such destructive power."

"Is this Chinese kung fu, if I know how to do it, I won't be afraid of those gangsters in the city."

Everyone was amazed by Muyang's ability, and now they know that the original gentle boss has such amazing explosive and destructive power, it seems that you should be careful in the future, don't anger the boss, otherwise the boss will slap it down, and he will not be killed directly.

Continuing the experiment, a palm-thick stone slab was placed, and Muyang's palm was shattered, but the effect was still the same. Again, this time a large oval stone like a winter melon was placed, and everyone thought it was impossible, and Anderson, the butler, hurried up to persuade his boss, hoping that he would not take any chances, because it would easily hurt himself.

"Brother Mu, I think it's better to forget it, you can break stones, it's already very powerful, it's not good if you really hurt yourself." Xia Kejun also hurriedly came up to persuade.

Mu Yang smiled and said: "I have a sense of proportion, I won't hurt myself, if I can't do it, I will give up, I just want to see how far my skills have become." ”

Muyang held his breath and condensed, the internal force was running as expected, focusing the internal force on the palm of his right hand and arm, opening his feet and squatting into a horse step, looking at the big stone in front of him, meditating in his heart to gather spirit, and suddenly, Muyang waved his right hand and smashed it with a palm.

I only heard the sound of crackling, and Mu Yang's palm slapped on the big stone, but people felt that Mu Yang didn't use any force at all, at least not as hard as before, and it felt like just a fluttering palm fell on the big stone. (To be continued.) )