Yang Qun stood up, only to see Li Songhua with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and strode in.

Yang Qun's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Li Songhua, what do you want to do?" ”

Li Songhua sneered and said, "What are you doing?" Of course I'm here to hit you. You ruined Lao Tzu's good deeds, do you think Lao Tzu will let you go? ”

Yang Qun clenched his fists and silently stopped Li Songhua.

Li Songhua glanced at Yang Qun and sneered: "Yo, you still want to fight me?" I'm only a thin line away from a reserve martial artist, what qualifications do you have to fight me? ”

Between Li Songhua's words, he had a domineering and aggressive momentum, obviously, he didn't take Yang Qun in his eyes at all.

Yang Qun raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Whether you are qualified or not, you have to fight to know." Beat! ”

While speaking, Yang Qun suddenly took a breath, his feet were not eight, and his fists were spread, which was the "one willow facing the wind" in the "one-word fist".

Li Songhua saw Yang Qun perform the "one-word fist", and a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to make a mockery, Yang Qun's fist was already coming, and the fist was surging!

"Huh!"

Li Songhua was taken aback, he found that Yang Qun's simple "one willow facing the wind" actually made him feel unbearable.

Li Songhua took a step back.

Yang Qun stepped out and punched again.

Li Songhua retreated again.

Repeatedly, Yang Qun threw five punches in a row, and Li Songhua was forced to take five steps back and retreat from the rental house to the outside.

"What's going on? My speed is faster than Yang Qun, my strength is greater than Yang Qun, and my reflexes are also faster than Yang Qun. Why can't you take his attack? Li Songhua was shocked and angry.

"Whew!"

Yang Qun punched again.

Li Songhua took another step back.

Li Songhua is going crazy.

Yiziquan, strictly speaking, belongs to the ancient boxing method, pays attention to the artistic conception, and the power is not great. Some strong people think that faster, stronger, and more agile reaction is the king, and any artistic conception is a floating cloud, so they have issued a suggestion to remove this set of boxing techniques from high school textbooks.

Although Li Songhua has also practiced Yiziquan, he has always looked down on this boxing method and feels that this cultivation method is simply a waste of time.

But this fist technique was used in Yang Qun's hands, but it had an irresistible momentum, and Li Songhua was forced to take six steps back before he punched, which made him so bearable.

Li Songhua didn't believe in evil anymore, and when Yang Qun threw the seventh punch, he no longer retreated, and threw a punch at Yang Qun.

Li Songhua was only a line away from the preparatory martial artist, and his shot was surprisingly fast, his strength was as heavy as a rolling stone, and his fist made a loud "buzz" sound. If this punch hits Yang Qun, it can knock Yang Qun up in an instant, and several bones will be broken.

"Good time!"

Yang Qun became more and more courageous, and when he saw Li Songhua counterattacking, he directly met him.

"Boom!"

Fisting fists, Yang Qun took a step back, while Li Songhua took three steps back, and both of them stepped on shallow footprints, and cracks appeared on the ground around the footprints.

Li Songhua only felt that the blood was surging all over his body, and his arms were numb. Yang Qun's punch just now was so powerful that it exceeded his estimate!

"It's impossible!"

Li Songhua's eyes widened suddenly. He couldn't believe that Yang Qun, who was thin and weak, had overpowered himself in terms of strength!

Li Songhua glanced at Yang Qun's thin body, gritted his teeth, and the whole person turned into darkness, and rushed towards Yang Qun, raising his hand to punch.

Yang Qun was not in a hurry and met him head-on.

"Hey!"

Just when Yang Qun met him head-on, a trace of weirdness flashed in Li Songhua's eyes, and his fist moved slightly under impossible circumstances, and blasted straight towards Yang Qun's chest!

Faster, stronger, and more agile, this is the reserve warrior.

Li Songhua is only a line away from the reserve martial artist, and although the reaction speed is not as good as that of the reserve martial artist, it is also surprisingly fast. It is precisely because of his extremely fast reaction speed that Li Songhua can adjust the direction of his fist attack when punching at high speed.

Li Songhua's fist moved slightly, which immediately brought great danger to Yang Qun.

Yang Qun's eyes widened suddenly, his brain was running at high speed, and his body suddenly penetrated in one breath, and in an instant, his fist sank slightly!

"Boom!"

In Li Songhua's unbelievable gaze, Yang Qun's fist caught up again, and the two fought hard again, Yang Qun took two steps back, but Li Songhua took ten steps back.

Li Songhua stood still, only to feel that his throat was slightly sweet, and blood was about to gush out. He forcibly lowered the fresh blood pressure gushing out, glanced at Yang Qun deeply, and said, "It turns out that you have cultivated the word fist to Dacheng!" Don't be complacent, in a month, after I become a reserve martial artist, I will settle accounts with you! ”

Many combat skills, after the completion of the total, have an amplification effect, which can exert the power of one part of the force into two parts. Yang Qun's boxing method is complete, and the strength is greatly increased under the increase of boxing method, which is a normal thing.

Li Songhua glared at Yang Qun and was about to leave.

"Slow!"

Yang Qun stopped him.

Li Songhua's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you want?" Even if your one-word fist reaches the realm of Dacheng, it will not be able to stop me from leaving. ”

Yang Qun pointed to the door of the rental house and said lightly: "You kicked this door out, you have to pay." ”

Li Songhua sneered and said, "Boy, do you know who I am? I am from the Li family in Yuzhou City! How dare you reach out to me and ask for money? ”

Yang Qun was slightly startled. The Li family in Yuzhou City is one of the most powerful families in the local area, both in business and politics.

For a long time, Yang Qun only knew that Li Songhua was rich, but he didn't expect that this person was actually from the Li family in Yuzhou.

Li Songhua smiled again and said, "My Li family, there are only three martial artists, and there are more than five reserve martial artists. How's that, you're scared, aren't you? Are you going to ask me to pay for the repairs? ”

Yang Qun's expression did not move, and he said lightly: "Why don't I dare? It is only natural to break other people's things and pay compensation. Besides, you are you, you can't represent the Li family, don't use the name of the Li family to press me. ”

"You!"

Li Songhua couldn't imagine that he moved out of the Li family, but he couldn't suppress Yang Qun, and he was annoyed for a while.

He was already injured, and in his heart he was angry, and the blood gushed up again, and he was about to spurt out, and he made a fool of himself on the spot.

Li Songhua suppressed the blood and said fiercely: "Boy, you have a kind, you wait." Then, there's a thousand dollars in it, enough to pay for your door. ”

He hurriedly threw an anonymous bank card to Yang Qun and left quickly.

After Li Songhua left, Yang Qun found that although the door was kicked open, the damage was not serious, so he did it himself and repaired the door.

After repairing the door, Yang Qun found that his fist was sore, the epidermis had been broken, and a trace of blood had oozed out of the wound.

Yang Qun didn't pay attention to it, he was recalling the battle just now.

Yang Qun likes to watch battle videos and thinks. Every time I watch a battle video, I will analyze it carefully to find out the reasons for winning and losing. As for the battles he personally experienced, after the battle, Yang Qun would make a more careful analysis based on his thoughts at the time.

Half an hour later, Yang Qun once again practiced the ninth set of breathing techniques.

Little by little, time passed.

Yang Qun looked for food when he was hungry, and practiced the breathing technique after eating, and before he knew it, another day had passed, and he had a deeper and deeper understanding of the ninth set of breathing techniques.

Forty percent, fifty percent, sixty percent.

Most of Yang Qun's breathing was carried out according to the ninth set of breathing techniques.

Yang Qun practiced and practiced, and an idea suddenly popped up: "Can you practice boxing while breathing according to this breathing technique?" ”

Do what you want, Yang Qun began to control his breathing while casting a "word fist".

As soon as he practiced, Yang Qun failed.

He found that practicing the ninth set of breathing techniques and boxing at the same time was like two hands doing different things, and there was always a conflict.

Yang Qun paused, pondered the reason for the failure, and then continued.

Fail again.

Failure after failure, thinking again and again, trying again and again.

I don't know how many times I tried, Yang Qun suddenly found a feeling, he relaxed his body, and punched one punch at a time.

"Whew!"

The one-word fist is played like a peer cloud and flowing water, and Yang Qun's breathing is also like a peer flowing water, and there is no conflict between boxing and breathing anymore.

Yang Qun's heart was empty, and he punched again and again.

Time passed quickly, and it was two days in the blink of an eye.

In the past two days, Yang Qun has practiced in addition to sleeping.

After practicing again and again, Yang Qun's comprehension of boxing became more and more numerous. And the ninth set of breathing techniques, he has integrated more than ninety percent, and his usual breathing is according to the ninth set of breathing techniques.

"A flower, a willow, a fish, a touch of the sun, a bird flying. A temple in a mountain and a water, a forest and yellow leaves. "Yiziquan was created from ancient poems, but it is simple but has a leisurely artistic conception.

Yang Qun punched over and over again, and with each fight, the qi and blood in his body grew a little. When it reaches the ninth time, the qi and blood in the body run like a river, and the power is transmitted to every inch of the body.

"Boom!"

Yang Qun felt a shock in his body, and his breathing was completely in accordance with the ninth set of breathing techniques, a feeling that could control qi and blood, born from the bottom of his heart.

"Whew!"

Yang Qun let out a long breath, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. He knew that he had truly mastered the ninth set of breathing techniques, and this set of breathing techniques had been integrated into his every move, every exhale and every breath.

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