In the dark, damp cabin, a few scurrying rats start the day.

The early morning sunlight shone through the cracks of the wooden house, on the blood-stained bandages on the ground, but the golden light could not dispel the damp gloom of the room. A scarred palm slowly clenched into a fist, and the crackling sound of stretching muscles and bones startled away the rats foraging in the house, and the owner of the fist took a deep breath, stood up in the morning light, and pushed the door open.

The beginning of winter has passed, light snow is coming, and the air in early winter has already taken on a bit of a cold smell. Outside, on the school yard covered with yellow sand, hundreds of people stood in the dark, wearing patchwork of warm clothes, shivering in the steep north wind, not because of the cold, but because of fear.

Last month, they locked up an exhausted beast here, and today, the beast is coming out to eat people.

A bare foot stepped out of the house, stepping on the yellow sand, without a sound, but like a hammer, the hearts of all were hanging in the throat.

It's a teenager.

The young man did not know what was wrong with his eyes, his eyes were closed, his body was not clear, and his body was full of scars. He has a messy shawl, a refined physique, and does not say a word, and he is angry.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a teenager.

"Daring fanatic!"

The sharp and funny voice sounded on the school field, which was originally only the sound of the wind, and it was very harsh. Standing at the front of the crowd, the big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wanted to scold himself to give himself courage, but because he was too nervous, he tore his throat at once.

The middle-aged scribe beside Da Han, who had been stroking his beard and was silent, picked up the folding fan that was swaying back and forth in his hand, glared at Da Han very dissatisfied, and then spoke, and said unhurriedly: "My lord said, if you are willing to stay, you will not be guilty of killing our second master, and from now on, you will be the second person in this Yaque Ridge." If you insist on leaving, then you will only leave your corpse. I, who is a master, say a word more here, don't be ignorant when you're young, take away your arrogance, and enter our Yaqueling, and everyone will be a good brother in the future. ”

The young man closed his eyes tightly, and he listened to the words of the man who claimed to be the master with a blank face, and replied in his slightly hoarse and low voice, "Of course I stay." ”

Maybe the young man will have a hundred answers, or even not answer at all, the master has already thought of countermeasures, but these neat four words make the master hold back the words that have been brewing for a long time. The master squeezed out a smile very unnaturally, feeling like a joke.

"Then since the second master has spoken, we don't know each other if we don't fight, since ancient times, heroes have been teenagers, this sentence is really suitable for the second master. After all, he is a person who has been in the world for many years, the master is cheeky and makes a round, and the second master shouted without dragging the mud and water, he pointed at the person beside him with a folding fan and reprimanded: "You people who don't have the eyesight to see, why don't you find some thick clothes for the second master." ”

"No need. The boy said, "Kill you all, and I'll leave." ”

The young man's voice was like a blunt knife, scraping word by word, little by little on the bodies of everyone on the school field.

The master's hand trembled, and a few whiskers were twisted by him, whirling in the wind, and falling to the ground silently. He felt that his face was hot, as if he had been slapped by someone, it turned out that he was in front of the teenager, it was really a joke.

The sky was clear, and a few crows flew in the air, croaking was very annoying, and the boy looked up, but did not open his eyes, but seemed to be able to see the jackdaw heading north.

"Master, you stand backwards, Lao Tzu took his brothers to capture this yellow-haired child, and he will be tied up in front of you to apologize to you. The big man beside the master finally couldn't hold it back, he danced a knife flower, and walked towards the boy in three steps and two steps. As soon as the big man moved, the hundreds of people behind him also clenched the weapons in their hands and slowly approached forward.

The boy withdrew his "gaze", faced the big man, bowed his horse, put his hands apart, and then clenched his fists.

This is the most basic boxing method of the soldiers of the Sunset Empire, the starting style of Bajiquan.

Bajiquan as a sunset soldiers must practice a proficient boxing method, famous in the Cangyang War 17 years ago, when millions of ordinary soldiers, on the battlefield to throw away the blade of the sword, the empty quiver, with this set of Bajiquan and the glorious army hand-to-hand combat, punch from the desperate situation to fight out of life.

Time flies, and now the new generation of the empire has put on a posture that has frightened countless Cangyang people on the battlefield in the past.

Such a pair of fists is the most shameful mark in the hearts of all Cangyang people.

The big man felt that there was a fire burning in his chest.

He let out a loud shout, raised his knife over his head, and slashed at the boy.

The young man lifted his breath, fell, stepped forward, followed the step, his body was like electricity, and he punched out.

Bajiquan first form

Crash Fist!

In the blink of an eye, the boy's fist hit the big man's abdomen, and at the same time, the big man's long knife also slashed into the boy's shoulder.

A handful of blood splashed, and a terrible wound appeared on the young man's shoulder from top to bottom, and the seven-foot man, holding a knife in both hands, stood in place without taking half a step back.

Could it be that the teenager has not recovered from a serious injury in a month, so he lost the first encounter?

It seems that the winner has been decided. The big man pulled out the knife that was slashing at the young man's shoulder, turned around, and took the first step towards the group. I saw a black and red blood stain flowing out of his nostrils like a small snake, and when he took the second step, the corners of his eyes began to bleed, and his mouth and ears began to spill blood. Dahan's expression was indescribably hideous, as the number of steps he took increased, not only his seven orifices, but every pore on his body began to ooze blood beads, just a few steps, he became a bloody man, and then collapsed to the ground like mud, without any life.

The seven orifices were bleeding, and it was the collapse fist that twisted the big man's body into a ball of broken cotton wool.

Condense the strength of the whole body in one place, collapse stones through the clouds, shatter iron and crack gold, the power of a punch is terrifying!

Everyone on the school field stopped, looking at the strong man who fell in front of them in horror, neither advancing nor retreating.

People also have a saying that they are in a dilemma. The fists and feet have no eyes, and the young man is like a tiger.

The young man is like a tiger, the black hair is like a black tiger, and the group of headless thieves are cattle and sheep to be slaughtered.

When the tiger returns to the mountain, why is there no food?

He stepped again, and he followed again.

A few heart-rending howls completely broke down people's psychological defenses. The bleak face of the master finally couldn't bear the miserable scene in front of him, his stomach churned, and he vomited violently. I saw that the bandits in Yaque Ridge were as vulnerable as paper paste in front of the young man. He tossed and turned, his arms bursting with bruises, like a terrible ghost tearing off people's limbs, wringing off their heads, and piercing their chests and abdomen. Large swaths of blood plasma were splashed wantonly on the ground, stumps and broken arms were everywhere, and a layer of blood mist actually appeared on the yellow sand, as if it had become Shura's slaughterhouse.

The slaughter continued, and the master, who had already been hiding far away, bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down, he shivered and took out a pale yellow pill from his arms and crushed it vigorously.

A pungent smell permeated, and then a gust of wind rose beside him. Several white figures swept past him, rushing into the battlefield with a speed that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

The master rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to see what was coming, but he saw a man in white wearing a wolf's head mask suddenly squatting in front of him, the man looked up at the master, stretched out his hand with sharp nails, pinched the latter's face, and then shook his head and sighed: "A pair of skin and bones, it's not delicious." ”

The master fell to the ground, he knew who the person in front of him was, if he could, he would rather not break the pill himself.

Whether it is the bandits of the Raven Bird Ridge, the young man, or even himself, with the appearance of this wolf-headed masked man, he will have to explain here.

The man has no name or surname, but he is very famous, and everyone calls him the wolf herdsman who blocks the mountains.

It is rumored that the ranch of the wolf shepherd is blocking the mountain, shepherd the wolf with people, with strange whereabouts and perverse personality, raising seven white wolves, specializing in hunting and killing living people, not to mention ordinary people, that is, cultivators, dozens of people died in his hands. The master didn't know what kind of deal the big boss had made with the wolf herder, but there were two obvious points, the first was that the big boss was not convenient to make a move now, and the second was that the big boss didn't care about the life or death of these people at all.

"Don't look downcast. The wolf shepherd moved his body, sat down beside the master, and then said: "Your big boss has specially explained, only kill that young man, and I will not kill the others." ”

The master looked up, looking incredulous.

"What kind of expression do you have, I want to kill you all too, who told me that I can't beat your boss. The wolf wrangler pulled out his ears with his knife-like nails, and the master noticed that one of the wolf wrangler's arms had been hanging low by his side, and it seemed to be broken in a crooked way.

The master had mixed feelings in his heart for a while, not a taste. There is indeed a reason why the 5,000 people in Yaqueling can be gathered together from scattered sand. Because they have a big boss who can do everything.

In a trance, the master's thoughts seemed to go back to the past, when he was just a powerless teacher in the village, and he couldn't touch the glory of the gods, and he didn't know the neighboring country in the east, Sunset, he only knew that he had three taels of ink in his stomach, a somewhat rude but diligent wife, and a son who was not half interested in reading, and his life was quite rich.

Later, the inexplicable battle was fought, Huiyao suffered a defeat, was uprooted, and there was no room left, and then the world was in chaos. The village kept coming bandits, today to these people to hand over food, after a few days another gang came, and then the whole village could not get food, those hungry red-eyed robbers began to kill people in the village to eat, his wife and son were killed, he fled all the way to the east, wanted to cross the border and exile Sunset, but in the Yaque Ridge because of hunger, he couldn't walk half a step.

It was the young man who lifted him up from the ground and gave him a bowl of hot white rice, and he devoured it, and as he ate it, he began to cry.

It was the young man who said that this place was called Crowqueling Ridge, it was the young man who told the hungry people to stop killing each other, it was the young man who took his younger brother and brought more and more people to grab a piece of his own territory among these tigers and wolves, it seemed that from that time on, their big boss was omnipotent.

In the middle of the school field, six calves were the size of six calves, and the snow-white giant wolf bit the young man's limbs and shoulders, and the red blood flowed from the wolf's mouth, and the muscles on the young man's body rose high, and he was trying to break free from the giant wolf, but as he continued to exert himself, more and more blood splashed away.

The wolf shepherd glanced at the pensive master beside him, but did not speak. He got up, walked up to the young man with his eyes closed, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and whispered in the young man's ear: "It seems to be delicious, this business seems to be worth it." ”