How much to remember?

Li Mingmeng circled, he didn't remember anything at all.

Don't say memorized, you can't see clearly.

Looking at Li Ming's sluggish expression, Li Ling shook his head and smiled, he didn't care, he just wanted Li Ming to understand Wudang Changquan now, and he didn't think about letting him remember it after watching it once.

"Master, can you slow down?" Li Ming said with some embarrassment.

"You come here first!" Li Ling pointed to his side with his right hand and said, "I'll teach you by hand!"

"Oh-oh-oh, thank you, Master!"

Li Ming was overjoyed in his heart, although he had never been in contact with the ancient martial arts world, he also knew that the master led the door to practice in person. Li Ling can teach by hand and is definitely a good teacher.

Running to Li Ling's side, Li Ming was a little at a loss and didn't know what he should do.

"Clench your fist with your hand, don't hold it solidly, just hold it virtually!" Li Ling's right hand was a little in Li Ming's armpit, and his right knee bent forward violently.

"Oops!"

Li Ming felt a tingling pain in his calves, and his body couldn't help but fall forward.

Li Ling stretched out his right hand, lifted his collar, and said, "Maintain this angle first, and control your center of gravity steadily!"

"Oh oh oh!" Li Ming nodded desperately, his fists clenched, his body leaned forward slightly, and his feet were a little bent, a bit like a horse step.

Within two minutes, Li Ming felt the muscles of his legs twitch and sweat soaked his clothes, but his eyes flashed with determination, he gritted his teeth, and did not say a word.

"Steady!"

Hearing the sound ringing in his ears, Li Ming's body shook suddenly, and the whole person fell forward.

Li Ling shook his head, looked at Li Ming, who was stumbling and trying to control his balance, and said: "Those who practice martial arts, no matter what martial arts they practice, they must be stable. You're not young, and your bones are set. However, your daily practice makes your basic skills quite good. Li Ming, don't forget what you just said, you said, no matter how hard and tired you are, you are not afraid. ”

"Master, I'm not afraid of hardship or tiredness!"

"Well, then you practice for an hour first!"

"Good!"

Li Ming bit his lip with his upper teeth, his face was a little pale, covered with beads of sweat, his body was slightly tilted, and his hands were raised. Without Li Ling carrying the collar behind him, it was even more difficult for him to control his own center of gravity.

"I'm going to insist, I'm going to be able to!"

Drops of sweat fell down his eyelids into his eyes, Li Ming couldn't help but shake his head, and he felt that his vision in front of him was blurred.

"It's only been ten minutes, can you still hold on? If not, just take a break!" Li Ling said slowly.

"Master, I can!"

Looking at Li Ming's gritted teeth and insistence, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, and he said in his heart, although this kid is not good, but his willpower is firm, if he can keep persevering, he will be able to make some achievements in foreign kung fu.

Li Ling has a super 纨绨绊 system, as long as he spends a small amount of Xuan Xuan points, he can help Li Ming exchange the inner round pill, so that his roots and bones can change, and he can cultivate true qi. However, Li Ling did not do this, and first, he had to continue to sharpen Li Ming's temperament. Second, Li Ling has a bigger idea, he wants Li Ming to step into the road of superbody.

Li Ming can be said to be Li Ling's real product.

Of course, if Li Ming fails, he will not do any harm, but will become a strong man from a foreign family under Li Ling's cultivation.

Seeing that Li Ming was still insisting, Li Ling stepped forward and walked not far from him, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he said in his heart: "Although I have cultivated Li Jiaxuan's heavy fist, it is because my pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info is relatively high. Really, my understanding of Li Jiaxuan's heavy punch is not enough!"

"Li Jiaxuan's heavy fist is divided into two kinds of punches: dragon and tiger. The tiger fist is extremely fierce, and although there are few changes, it has the potential to break through. The stronger the momentum, the more terrifying the power of Li Jiaxuan's heavy tiger fist!"

Standing with his feet together, Li Ling clenched his fists with both hands and whispered to himself: "Take advantage of this period of time, let me re-practice Li Jiaxuan's heavy tiger fist." ”

This time, Li Ling did not directly practice Li Jiaxuan's heavy boxing, but started practicing from several sets of boxing techniques evolved from Li Jiaxuan's heavy boxing.

Bajiquan!

There is a saying that if you don't punch at the eight poles, you will hurt people if you punch.

Bajiquan is a well-known fierce fist in Chinese boxing, Li Xuanhu and Li Zhenlong also took a fancy to the ferocity of Bajiquan back then, so they integrated Bajiquan into Li Jiaxuan's heavy fist.

Huaxia has a total of three sets of Bajiquan.

The Zhao family has five grains and eight poles, this set of eight-pole boxing emphasizes both rigidity and softness, and it is the only one with defensive boxing among the three sets of eight-pole boxing, and it is also the most difficult.

The remnants of the eight poles, according to legend, were realized by a strange man imitating the mastiff during the Yuan Dynasty, and he was extremely fierce, and once he shot, he would never die. It's just that this set of Bajiquan is too old, and now there are only fragments left. That's why it's called the eight poles of the remnant.

The Eight Poles of the Long Family, the origin of this set of Eight Poles, is a bit miraculous, saying that it was the Ming Taizu who evolved from the remnants of the Eight Poles, opening and closing, although it is extremely fierce, but it has a dignified and upright atmosphere. To cultivate this set of Baji Boxing, you must have a breath of righteousness in your chest, so that your blood is like pulp, and all demons will not invade.

In Li Jiaxuan's heavy tiger boxing, there are shadows of these three sets of Baji boxing.

"Kill!"

Li Ling, who stood still, suddenly shouted, this sound was like a spring thunder, the sound was not loud, but it went straight into the hearts of the people, if they heard this shout, they would be frightened to the point that their consciousness would be shaken, and their own magnetic field would collapse.

"Plop!"

Li Ming only felt cold all over his body, as if he was being targeted by a vicious beast, and most of his strength disappeared at once, and he fell to the ground with a fart and a strand.

With a look of shock on his face, Li Ming turned his head to look at Li Ling, who slowly raised his hands with a cold expression, "It's so strong, Master is so strong, just one look makes me can't afford any resistance!"

"Get up, go on!"

Li Ling didn't look at Li Ming who was sitting on the ground, and his waist bent slowly, "I don't like it, my disciple, it's just a person who talks on paper." I'm not afraid of hardship or tiredness, but that's not the case!"

"Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong!" Gritting his teeth, Li Ming's face turned pale, he took a deep breath, got up slowly, and posed again.

"You practice yours, don't be affected by me, this is also refining your heart!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Listening to the sound of breaking the air in his ears, Li Ming was terrified, and felt as if there were countless knives by his side, and if he made the slightest move, he would be shredded by these knives.

The afterglow swept Li Ming, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, and his mind gradually fell silent.

The true qi was completely restrained, Li Ling exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his right hand was like a true dragon ascending to the sky, and suddenly blasted into the air.

"Boom!"

The rolling fist swept the sky, like an air dragon.