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Hearing Zhenmiao's command, Zhende was stunned for a moment, then his mouth opened and his smile flashed, and he strode out: "Yes, Senior Brother Zhenmiao." ”

After more than half a year of martial arts tempering and sufficient food, he jumped a lot taller, and there were a lot of blue-black Hu Gen on his mouth, and he became three big and five thick, looking at Meng Qi, who was two years younger than him, his eyes were full of joy and eager to try.

Meng Qi bared his teeth, he didn't expect Zhen Miao to be so serious, but he didn't reject sparring, and now he is frantically seeking any opportunity to fight, so as to master and integrate the "Iron Cloth Shirt", "Shenxing Eight Steps", "Luohan Fist", and "Five Tiger Broken Door Knife Technique" in actual combat.

"Please also ask Senior Brother Zhende to give advice. According to the rules of Shaolin, Meng Qi called Zhende, who was "older" than himself, his senior brother, and at the same time stood with his feet apart and stood firm according to the requirements of the Luohan fist starting style.

Zhende opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the excitement, he forgot his words for a while, and even forgot to put his hands together and pronounce a Buddha name, just as usual practice, he made a direct move, the standard "Arhat Buddha".

The moment Meng Qi made a move from Zhende, the whole person seemed to be immersed in water, and he could no longer hear other sounds, or see anything else, according to the experience of fighting with Cheng Yong, he half-sideways let go of the front, one hand to Zhende's fists, and the other hand to Zhende's lower abdomen.

Not only did he not have the rustiness and timidity of the first training, but he was also extraordinarily proactive.

After Zhende made a move, he was about to take the next move, but suddenly felt a strong wind hit him, as if Meng Qi's whole person pounced.

In the face of this fierce offensive, seeing Meng Qi's face full of fighting intent without flinching, Zhende felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and seemed to feel a terrifying murderous aura on "Zhending", which is the momentum that can only be seen after truly fighting with life and death.

His body suddenly slowed down, and he was hit by Meng Qi in the lower abdomen with a snap, and the pain was unbearable, so he had to curl up and fall to the ground, out of a painful **.

It's too weak, isn't it? Meng Qi was a little stunned when he made a successful move, as soon as he launched an attack, he couldn't parry?

Not only was Meng Qi himself so surprised, but the surrounding Zhenyong and other warrior monks were also stunned to look at the Zhende curled up on the ground, and couldn't believe that the Zhende who was usually the best in sparring would lose so quickly and so miserably.

Zhenmiao looked at this scene with a sinking face, walked quickly in front of Zhende, squatted down and used internal force to comb the blood veins in his lower abdomen, relieving his pain.

It was only at this time that Zhenyong and the others came back to their senses, and they all looked at Meng Qi with surprised eyes, and secretly said in their hearts, it was originally Senior Brother Zhenyong who asked Zhende to teach Zhending a lesson, so that he could know what the disadvantages of irregular moves were, but now it seems that a decent move has lost to an irregular move, which is ......

Meng Qi recalled the short fight just now, and keenly realized that Zhende seemed to be stunned for a moment under his fierce attack: "Could it be that momentum suppression is also an important part of the fight?"

Zhenmiao helped Zhende to get up, and said expressionlessly: "Zhenhe, you come to practice with Zhending." ”

"Yes, Brother Miao. A burly boy walked out of the ranks of warrior monks, standing there like a black iron tower.

Meng Qi vaguely touched the key to the fight just now, and was waiting for someone to verify it, so he folded his hands excitedly: "Please really teach Senior Brother." ”

Waiting for Zhenhe to return the courtesy, Meng Qi took the initiative to attack, like a tiger out of a hole.

Zhenhe, who was naturally vigorous, didn't expect Meng Qi to attack so wildly, and the expected routine was difficult to fail, so he kept retreating, constantly resisting, and seemed to be in a hurry.

Ha!

Meng Qi was unforgiving, exhaled and spoke, and struck a blow to the chest like a desperate fight.

In the face of such a ferocious Meng Qi, Zhenhe suddenly felt a little weak, and his hands in a closed position were directly opened.

Meng Qi took advantage of the situation to close his fist and turn in a circle, leaned into Zhenhe's arms, and hit Zhenhe with an elbow on his right chest.

Ahem, ahem, Meng Qi's blow was retracted because he won steadily, but he also hit really with his breath and coughed violently.

"Concession. Meng Qi pressed his feet, turned and retreated, clasped his hands together, and smiled.

This kind of fight can be regarded as hearty!

Zhenyong, Zhende and other warrior monks who are watching from the sidelines can't keep their mouths together, and the true harmony that looks like a cow on weekdays is their nightmare for practice, no matter how subtle the response is, he will be beaten by him to numb hands and weak legs, and it is difficult to parry, but just now, Zhending, who is still a child's body, is like a mad tiger, and Zhenhe is beaten to the point that he has no power to fight back.

The monks looked at Meng Qi's handsome face, unable to believe what they had just seen.

Zhenhe relieved himself and scratched his bald head innocently: "Senior Brother Zhending, you are so powerful!"

Zhen Miao snorted lightly, her face became more and more ugly, and she was silent for a long time before she said: "Senior Brother Zhending seems to have a family history, and he has made great progress in accumulating qi, I am afraid that all the junior brothers present are not your opponents, or Senior Brother, I will come to practice with you." ”

He opened his eyes, and he could see that there were signs of internal help between Meng Qi's movements.

Oh!

That's it!

Zhenyong and other warrior monks suddenly realized, it turned out that the "Zhending" junior disciple had been opened up by the dantian, and he had become a small accumulation, no wonder Zhende and Zhenhe couldn't beat him!

However, as a monk and a master of the enlightenment period, Senior Brother Zhenmiao will directly practice with Zhending, will it be too big to bully the small?

"Don't worry, I will control my strength in the stage of gas accumulation. Zhen Miao looked at Meng Qi with electric eyes.

Meng Qi took a light breath, although he knew that the gap was very large, he still had a high fighting spirit in his heart, and he didn't even dare to practice, so what about the actual battle?

To be honest, he is not afraid of the real magic after experiencing the struggle of life and death, and it doesn't hurt to lose, as long as he can find the gap and find his own weaknesses, then losing is worth losing.

And it's not like you're out of the cracks!

"Please also ask Brother Zhenmiao to give advice. Meng Qi clasped his hands together and had a strong fighting spirit.

The warrior monks gasped, he really dared to practice against Senior Brother Zhenmiao? The gap between the two sides was probably as high as a mountain peak! Even if Senior Brother Zhenmiao suppressed his strength at the stage of accumulating qi, his eyesight, experience, and insight could not be changed!

"Good. Seeing that Meng Qi was not timid, Zhenmiao's face eased a lot, "You make the first move." ”

Meng Qi was also not humble, his right leg fell into a bow in front of him, and his fists struck Zhen Miao like a hammer.

Zhenmiao also used the "Luohan Fist", in the face of Meng Qi's fierce offensive, he stood steadily, and was not taken away with the same momentum as Zhende and Zhenhe, and even after staggering Meng Qi's fists, he directly counterattacked, and the unpretentious Black Tiger stole his heart and hit Meng Qi's right chest just right.

Meng Qi's eyes widened, and he suddenly lunged forward, allowing Zhenmiao's fist to hit him, and at the same time, giving Zhenmiao a double-peaked blow.

Zhenmiao, who has a lot of actual combat experience, suddenly noticed that something was wrong, but this was Meng Qi's initiative to pounce, and he couldn't contain the momentum, so he had to add force to his fist and try to repel Meng Qi.

Poof, his right fist seemed to hit the thick cloth, and the strength spread in all directions, and at this moment, Meng Qi's fists almost touched his temples.

Ha!

She let out a loud cry, her ears red, her temples bulging, and she leaned back slightly.

Syllable!

Meng Qi's fists grazed his temples, hitting his cheeks, but there seemed to be a layer of air cushion there, which eliminated most of his strength.

As it was, Zhen Miao also kept retreating in a messy manner, her cheeks were red and swollen, and her head was dizzy.

"You've become an 'Iron Cloth Shirt'!" shouted Wonderful, shocked and angry.

Meng Qi smiled slightly: "Family heirlooms." Senior brother just used the strength of the enlightenment period?"

Last night, the "iron cloth shirt" was exposed, so he naturally didn't have to hide it, and pushed it all to the background he didn't know yet.

In the fight just now, Meng Qi completely fought according to the strategy pointed out by Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Zhiwei and others, and in the case of a lot of poor martial arts, relying on the other party not knowing that he would be able to iron cloth shirt and suppressing his strength, he fought fast and slow, exchanged small injuries for big injuries, and successfully forced Zhenmiao into a desperate situation, and had to use all his strength to protect himself.

Zhen Miao's face changed a few times, and she said in a cold voice: "Go back and continue to practice Luohan Boxing." ”

Meng Qi knew that Zhenmiao didn't have a heart for himself, he just couldn't see his irregular Luohan boxing, and he also knew that his boxing was wrong and needed to be improved one by one.

"I'm such a narrow-minded person!" Meng Qi secretly "commented" himself.

After practicing boxing again, Meng Qi followed Zhende, Zhenhe and others, working hard to correct his boxing skills, and seeing this scene, Zhenmiao's face eased a little again.

When the Luohan Boxing and Shaolin stick methods were practiced, Zhen Miao made comments one by one with a stern face, and at the end, he turned to the side and said: "Tomorrow I will continue to practice against me, and I will still suppress my strength to the point of accumulating qi." ”

This competitive spirit is not ordinary...... Meng Qi sighed secretly, and at the same time felt that he trembled slightly, and his fighting spirit surged.

Tonight, I have to hurry up and practice the "Eight Steps of Divine Practice".

He doesn't want to lose either!

"Senior Brother Zhenmiao has always been smooth, and he is currently practicing the 'Moke Finger' in the seventy-two stunts, so he is naturally arrogant, but today he was defeated by your junior brother who is only a little angry, how can he choke on this breath?" Zhenyong leaned over with a grin, "Senior Brother Zhending, I can't see that you are so powerful! I will have to take care of Senior Brother and me in the future." ”

Meng Qi smiled: "I only won by surprise, and I'm afraid it will be difficult tomorrow." ”

Unless you can complete the "Eight Steps of Divine Walking" overnight and win by surprise again, this is unlikely.

But Meng Qi is not afraid, how can the opportunity to practice with a master be so easy? This is a precious treasure, maybe the next reincarnation of the world, he can save his life, the root is here!

Meng Qi, Zhenhui, and Zhenyong returned to the Warrior Monastery, and when they arrived at the door, they directly met Xuan Idiot.

Xuan Idiot was followed by a blind-eyed Mu Ne monk, who was muttering to himself: "How should this formula be broken like this?"

Xuan Idiot didn't introduce the young monk outside the divine object next to him, and said directly to Meng Qi and Zhenhui: "After dinner, go to the Yanwu Palace, and I will teach you the 'Shaolin Heart Method'." ”

Meng Qi heard Xuanxin say that the "Shaolin Heart Method" is the basic internal strength of Shaolin Temple, mellow and masculine, because of the simple running route, it is compatible with most of the stunt skills, and in the future, it can directly transfer to other internal skills, and it can be ranked in the top ten in similar basic exercises.

Therefore, Meng Qi secretly decided that in the future, he would focus on the "Shaolin Heart Method", and the rough and shallow route of the "Iron Cloth Shirt" would only run when using the "Iron Cloth Shirt".

After seeing Xuan Zhi leave, Zhenyong laughed in a low voice: "Did you see that senior brother next to Uncle Xuan Idiot? He is another senior brother who is a monk who has been taught a monk, he is a martial idiot, and there are many interesting things......

While talking and laughing, the three of them had dinner, Meng Qi and Zhenhui rushed to the Yanwu Palace, Zhenyong had nothing to do, and also followed, planning to find someone to practice.