"Well, the next stage. Slightly annoyed, Lonely looked up and said strangely.

"Condensing the strength to the greatest extent is only to enhance its power, but no matter how powerful it is, if it can't hit the other party, it is useless. The next thing you need to practice is the move, and the process of cultivating the move will also help you become proficient in this punch and increase the possibility of restraining your energy. ”

Suddenly, he took out a green booklet from his bosom - it was the Broken Stone Fist, do you mean the moves recorded on it?"

"No, although the above moves can be used for reference, they are not subtle, I suggest that you rest the loose hands recorded in the Qiankun True Technique. ”

"Oh?" Lonely sat down, closed his eyes with bated breath, and opened the golden scroll in his mind.

When the eye touched the boxing pattern, the pattern suddenly came alive, and the villain painted on it moved one move at a time. Its fists are sometimes like a dragon going to sea, sometimes like a tiger going down the mountain, and sometimes like a real phoenix dancing, each with its own characteristics and ever-changing. Speaking strangely, it was obviously the first time to see such a mysterious and complex move, but after reading it once, it felt extremely familiar, as if there was an invisible carving knife, which was deeply engraved in my heart.

This feeling was maintained until the ninth form, and then although the villain was still dancing, for some reason, the movements he did could not be remembered at all, and they were completely two extremes from before. Then the figure gradually blurred, and finally became completely invisible.

It's a strange feeling, it's clear that the pattern is still there, but you can't see what is inside?

He didn't believe in evil, he made up his mind, and when he looked at the past, the result still didn't change.

"Don't waste your energy, it's invisible. Only those who have the corresponding strength and strong enough mental power can record the trajectory of martial arts. You can see that the Nine Styles are pretty good. ”

"So be it!. The figure sitting cross-legged jumped up, his eyes opened, and the essence flashed, and the whole person stood upright and waved his hands forward, and his spirit gradually rose.

The next moment, the still figure suddenly floated, both fists were pushed out, and then retracted and stretched, the right foot stepped to the right, the body turned slightly, and the left hand turned an arc to the right.

Then his right fist poked out, his left fist was retracted again, and he took a few steps under his feet, and suddenly his body stumbled, and he suddenly lost his balance.

"Oops, I think it's the wrong step. Lone Luo steadied himself and scratched his head.

Although his movements generally seem to be a little subtle, they are more of a jerky and cold feeling.

"You just made an extra half a point with your left fist, and your right fist also extended a few inches outward, but your hand is still okay in general, but it's not skilled enough and slightly jerky. The most important thing is that the steps you just took, the first time you performed it, you took care of your feet, which is good, and it looks similar to what is written on the pattern, you should explain that you have prepared it well.

But you haven't comprehended its true meaning, don't think that it seems to be disorganized, and it is an additional part of this set of boxing techniques, but in fact, it is broken down, and its mysteries are no less than one, two fighting skills. If that's the case, that's fine, and most importantly, it will also be paired with boxing, which is definitely the pinnacle of fighting skills.

These nine styles, if they are not bad, should belong to the category of fighting spirit, and if they go further, it is the martial arts of the original art category. His steps are exquisite, and in addition to being accurate, he also has to match his body shape and punches, which requires a lot of talent and long-term practice. ”

"That's it!" Lonely groaned, carefully recalling the incongruity when Shicai exerted his fighting spirit, pondered it a few times, and then stood up and waved.

......

The scene changed, and in a blink of an eye, the sun was waning, and a moving figure on the hill suddenly took a few steps on the ground, and at a strange angle, approached a tree the size of a bowl. At this moment, his figure was facing away from the tree, and suddenly he made a back fist, and his right hand carried a fierce palm wind, and slammed into the tree with the mouth of the bowl.

Click

The tree snapped in response, and although it did not fall, it had sunken into its trunk for a while, and it looked precarious.

He straightened his body, turned around and observed the breaking of the trees, and nodded with satisfaction, "This punch has exerted eighty or ninety percent of its strength, and this second style can be regarded as a preliminary learning, but unfortunately it can't be matched with the luck method in the boxing." ”

Guluo found that as long as he paid full attention, he could still use the luck method in the boxing world. But the premise is to be enterprising, and once you move, your energy will be sluggish. This is something completely different from your gravel fist.

"That's a natural method of luck, and it's not the same as the gravel group. Its consumption and sophistication are several levels higher than the former, and with your current strength, you naturally have to maintain it with all your might, and you can't be distracted and move around. But since this method is part of the true recipe of Qiankun, it is natural that there will be no other way to solve it at all.

You also know that at present, there are three ways of luck in his arsenal, and each of them corresponds to three moves, and those moves are shortcuts. Performing these moves will faintly fit the operation of the corresponding method, and it is easier to get seasick when you perform them, but you have not yet practiced the heat. ”

Guluo frowned slightly when he heard it, and then sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and pondered again.

"You've been cultivating all day, now it's better to rest and rest for a while, you still have to know how to relax one by one. Elder Qian's voice interrupted his thoughts, "Besides, you have to think about the place where you settle tonight." ”

"It's fine. With that, he stood up and walked into the forest.

......

It was dusk, and the light was dim, and only a few wisps of bright red glow penetrated the branches and leaves, scattering into dim beams of light in the trees. The further you go inward, the lower the spacing between the trees, the more lush the foliage becomes, and the last light does not reveal anything, causing darkness in the dense forest.

Gu Ruo circled around it a few times, but didn't find any particularly good materials, and immediately pulled out a sword from his back, "If you go on like this, you'll have to cut a few pieces of wood to build a bed." He shook his head and cut down the branches that had been scattered in front of him.

The branches fell, lonely and inward, "Huh?" Suddenly a few strands of silk fell in front of him, semi-transparent white, thick and long, thick as a baby's arm, thin as the size of a needle.

Guluo reached out and grabbed it, and a soft and smooth touch came to his hand.

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it......"

Before the words fell, there was a sudden warning of the old man's anxious voice in his heart. The next moment, a strong wind rushed from the right, and before he reached the front of Lonely, he already felt a fierce wind.

"Oops, I even ignored that there are monsters in this forest. ”