For the rest of the next month, except for Yanyin going to participate in the preliminaries of a big competition, there was nothing else.

Bai Yueli practiced boxing in the bamboo forest in the backyard, and by the way, he pondered the boxing moves of the mysterious person. At night, he cautiously went to the mysterious man's residence to learn boxing.

Coincidentally, every time Yanyin went after dinner, and waited for about half an hour, the bamboo house was lit up. Then the mysterious man lit a bonfire in front of the bamboo hut and began to box.

The mysterious man punches at that hour every night, fixing those few moves. But every time Yan Yin goes to see it, she feels different.

As he watched the practice at night, he had basically figured out the mysterious man's boxing moves. It's just that it's still just a form and no god, and he hasn't gotten the true meaning of boxing.

"Drink the stormy waves!" Yan Yin let out a long snort, suddenly feeling that the wind and clouds were changing in all directions of heaven and earth, and there was a sea capsizing in all directions. However, before the momentum was at its peak, Yan Yin's boxing moves could no longer be beaten.

He felt depressed, very depressed. It was as if the air around him was repelling him, making him extremely uncomfortable.

This phenomenon is because he forcibly mobilizes all his spirit, energy and strength to create the same effect as a mysterious person. But the final result was that he felt that the qi and blood in his body were uncontrollable, and his true qi was scattered, and finally jumped out of it.

"It seems that even if I have roughly learned boxing strokes, I have not comprehended the true meaning of that person's boxing skills, and in the end, I am just a tiger and an anti-dog. Yan Yin pondered for a moment, raised her head, and realized that it was approaching nightfall.

"Uh-huh, why hasn't Xue'er come back today?" Yan Yin was a little puzzled, when she said it, Fang Xue had already come back early at this time, and prepared dinner for the two of them.

It's just that today, since Fang Xue left here, it seems that he hasn't come back at noon.

"Fourth, fourth" At this time, a figure floated in, but it was a fat dun.

"Hey, it's Fat Dun, is there something wrong?" Yan Yin was very strange, because in the previous time, he had already told them that he would practice boxing here with peace of mind during this time. I don't know what happened to the fat dun at this moment.

"Fourth, the dean has come to the academy and is meeting with the inner courtyard disciples of the academy. The second child took the time to come out and let me tell you, hurry up to the inner courtyard, the dean asked you. This is a rare opportunity, if you get the favor of the dean, then your future will be incomparably brilliant" Fat Dun grabbed Yan Yin's hand and was about to run out.

It's just that Fat Dun didn't pull Yan Yin.

"What's wrong with you?" Fat Dun looked at Yan Yin strangely, and said, "This is a rare and good opportunity! I heard that the dean will only stay here for a while this time, and then he will leave." You're the best of our new trainees, you can't help but go."

It's not that Yan Yin doesn't want to go, it's just that he hesitated.

Indeed, if he goes, with his strength and potential, I'm afraid that even the dean will look at him differently.

However, Yan Yin knew what the other identity of the dean was. The general Zhennan of the empire, the most powerful person in southern Xinjiang, is also his father's former friend and best friend.

It stands to reason that if Yan Yin went, he would only tell Nangong Jian his identity and origin, and he would definitely be protected by Nangong Jian immediately, and even be respected. After all, he is the son of Yan Yi and the son of the commander of the 100,000 army in the northern part of the empire.

However, Yan Yin thought of another point, what if Nangong Jian didn't recognize this favor? What if Nangong Jian had some strange ideas?

In the assumption, even if he really got the favor of Nangong Jian, then for him, he would gain more than he lost.

Nangong Jian, who knew his identity, would definitely not let him stay here. Whatever the reason, I'm sure I'll take myself with me. This is safe for Yanyin, and it is also undesirable.

He wants revenge, he wants to find his father and mother, he wants to find his sister Yan Yue, and he wants to find his aunt Yan Hong. These, he knew, with the help of the power of the Nangong Sword might be easier, but he didn't want to.

After several years of life in the Yanyun Mountains, Yan Yin has developed a surname that relies on himself. He needs to work his own, he wants to become stronger, he wants to become a real man, he wants to establish the first sect of martial artists in this world.

Living under the wings of others, how can he compare to the eagle that fights the waves.

At this moment, Yan Yin thought a lot. Although he didn't say it, the dean didn't know who he was. But he didn't want to meet his father's friend of eight worships, Fang Xue's father. Perhaps, the dean had already learned of his existence from Fang Xue's mouth, but he himself did not want to be a person who took the initiative to approach others.

He has his persistence and the pride he hides in his heart. Yanyi's son doesn't need the protection of other people's wings.

Slowly breaking away from Fat Dun's hand, Yan Yin smiled and said, "Fat Dun, thank you! But forget it, I'm not interested in those." Now I just want to work hard to practice boxing and make myself stronger. In this era, only the strong can live better"

Fat Dun looked at Yan Yin quietly, seemed to understand something, and nodded, "Well, okay then! As a big brother, I can't force you anything." It's just that this is indeed a good opportunity, after all, the dean personally asked about you."

"Hehe" patted Fat Dun's shoulder, Yan Yin smiled and said, "Fat Dun, believe me, my choice is not wrong"

Fat Dun nodded, and then sighed, "You guy, it's always so weird. Okay, then I won't bother you to practice, I have to go back quickly, maybe the dean sees me chubby, handsome, and dashing, and let me be his subordinate...... Hey hey"

Looking at the old fat dun, Yan Yin laughed and said, "Well, then you go!"

After Fat Dun left, Yan Yin continued to practice boxing, but this time he practiced Yan's long boxing.

He memorized every move and style of Yan's Long Fist, and he also deduced it hundreds of times and thousands of times in his mind. Although he can play all the moves, if he plays the inherent attack power of every move and style, Yan Yin is not so powerful. Now he can only fight to the ninth form, and the fist is born to destroy this style.

Yan Yin didn't rush to practice the nine styles behind, but kept it in mind. Boxing moves are not many but fine, and he still knows something.

Only by mastering every move and style in front of you can we lay a solid foundation.

Unconsciously, it was almost late at night when Yan Yin was boxing, and under the dim moonlight, a figure was quietly and noisily boxing.

Finally, when Yan Yin closed his fist, the surroundings returned to silence and fell into a dead silence.

"Your boxing skills are a bit interesting" At this moment, a cold and deep voice came from the depths of the bamboo forest.

Yan Yin was shocked, he actually punched until someone came to him and forgot about it.

"Something?" Yan Yin was stunned, looked at the boundless night, and said, "What do you say?"

The voice came again, but it seemed that the position had been changed, "The fist is strong, the fist is strong, the fist is strong, the momentum is mighty, if it is used for performance, it is really good"

Yan Yin was not stupid enough to listen to this sentence as a compliment, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know who Your Excellency is, so when you say that my boxing skills seem to mean that it is useless, right?"

"Even if you're not stupid, your fists are powerful but powerless, powerful but powerless. There is a lack of domineering in the fierceness, a lack of majesty in the atmosphere, and a lack of vigor in the majestic. The voice continued, "If you face the same boxing master, if you can't win in a hundred moves, then you will be defeated in the end."

Yan Yin's heart sank, what this person said was very correct, and it was also very in line with Yan Yin's current reality. This is also the consequence of not having a teacher to teach you to ponder.

"Your punches are just punches, but not techniques. Boxing boxing, there are numbers in the operation, and it is better to have skills in the numbers. "The voice became very erratic" boxing is a visible thing, and boxing is an invisible truth. Your punches are tangible, and others can spot the flaws in them at once. So, your fist looks very good."

Yan Yin now understands a little that this person is not here to sarcastically mock him, but to guide him with a sense of pointing. I just don't know who this person is.

With a move in his heart, Yan Yin said, "Can you tell me your name?" ”

"Oh...... You'll know my name later, but as for what you said, why should I point to you," the voice said with a hint of a smile.

Yan Yin's eyes were like electricity, passing through the layers of darkness, trying to search for the location of the person who spoke. But the voice was erratic, that elusive.

"As long as the seniors are willing to guide Fang Yin, Fang Yin is willing to help the seniors do anything!" Yan Yin began to suspect that this person might be the mysterious boxing master, "If the seniors are willing to hand Fang Yin as an apprentice, Fang Yin is willing to pay any price"

"Oh, why do you want me to mentor you or take you as an apprentice? Maybe I'm just an ordinary person, maybe I don't know boxing, maybe I'm just talking nonsense, that's not necessarily," the voice said leisurely, "Besides, what are you, why should I instruct you or take you as an apprentice?"

Yan Yin was not angry, and still said slowly, "Maybe I'm useless in front of my seniors, maybe I'm nothing in front of my seniors, but I'll work hard." ”

"Work hard, hehe, this thing is the most empty" The voice laughed "However, it's not impossible to guide you, but I have a condition, I don't know if you accept it"

"Senior, please say" Yan Yin was overjoyed and said.

"It's very simple, I heard that there is a beautiful woman beside you, I want you to leave him and let me give him, how about it?" the voice laughed.

"Really?" Yan Yin's heart calmed down, and he walked towards the darkness step by step, "If that's the case, then I don't want your guidance."

"Oh...... You know, I can give you a lot, I can make you stronger, I can make you a first-class master in the world" The voice continued leisurely, "It's just a woman, why do you care so much." If it weren't for her little looks, I wouldn't have bothered to tell you this today."

"Hehe, is it?" Yan Yin slowly walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest, "In my heart, there has always been a purpose, that is, I will never let the people around me who care about me worry about me. Let me exchange Xue'er for your so-called strength and guidance, Fang is not uncommon. Since I was ten years old, I have faced the boundless darkness and dangerous deep forest alone, and when I left there, it was Cher who gave me the warmth of human affection again. If you dare to have any dissenting intentions towards her, then I will let you know what anger is."

"Yo, little one, seems to care about the girl. If I have to fight her, what can you do?" the voice said slowly, "Is it just that you are a military general and a spiritual warrior?"

"Hehe" Yan Yin didn't seem to be surprised that this person knew everything about himself, and continued to walk towards the inside of the bamboo forest, "No! No! No, no! This is of course nothing in front of a martial king, but if you can't kill me today, then one day, you will be killed by me." Because, I don't like the feeling of being threatened."

With a flash of lightning, Yan Yin came to the deepest part of the bamboo forest, where a figure quietly turned his back to him.

"Unexpectedly, I condensed my voice and talked to you, and you found my traces, it's really good" The man still turned his back to Yan Yin, and said lightly, "Since you know that I am a martial king, then you come to me now, isn't it sent to death?"

The man turned around and said in a cold tone.

Like that mysterious man, this person was still invisible in front of Yan Yin.