The Chen family ancestral hall is lonely.

Except for the occasional clansmen who come to think about it, no one usually comes here at all.

The four elders escorted Chen Zheng to the ancestral hall and said to the only caretaker in the ancestral hall: "After thinking about half a month, you can't leave day and night. ”

The old man with a slightly clumsy figure was closing his eyes to recuperate, and he didn't open his eyes after listening to the words of the four elders, but just nodded slightly.

When he came to the ancestral hall, Chen Zheng naturally didn't dare to make a mistake, so he knelt down and bowed very consciously.

The portrait of the ancestor of the Chen family hangs in the main hall, and on both sides is a huge "Thousand Miles of Waves".

Chen Zheng's eyes were instantly attracted by this picture. In the past, he had also come to the ancestral hall, and he didn't think there was anything special about this "Thousand Miles of Waves".

This time, due to the increase in his soul power, he felt something unusual about this picture for the first time.

Thousands of miles of waves, full of forms, waves crashing on the shore, weather swallowing the sky, magnificent, shocking.

Momentum!

Chen Zheng soon discovered the difference between the huge picture scroll and the wave that it was about to emerge.

Isn't this kind of momentum exactly what Stacking Wave Fist needs?

The momentum of the waves, the momentum of the stacked waves!

Seven overlapping wave fists, one is stronger than the other, seven superimposed, the momentum is unstoppable.

Instantly realized, Chen Zheng suddenly realized how ridiculous he had thought he had captured the essence of the Stacked Wave Fist. The Stacked Wave Fist is not just a sevenfold one-stop effort, it is probably even stronger than an unstoppable momentum.

Chen Zheng couldn't help but get up and punched the waves. What originally seemed to be a simple boxing technique suddenly became profound at this moment. He calmed down and used his soul to perceive the momentum of the waves and experience the momentum of the punch.

The four elders never dreamed that they originally wanted to delay Chen Zheng's cultivation, but they gave the latter an opportunity to participate in the Stacked Wave Fist.

While looking at the picture and comprehending, while boxing practice.

Chen Zheng was completely immersed in the new discovery, waving his fists tirelessly, forgetting the time and the surroundings.

The old man next to him, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly opened his eyes, the wrinkles on his face rippled like water waves, and muttered to himself: "Someone from the Chen family has discovered the secret of "A Thousand Miles of Waves"?"

"The state of enlightenment? What a strong comprehension! Not only did he discover the secret of the "Thousand Miles of Waves", but he also entered the state of enlightenment! This son is extraordinary! Is this a sign that the Chen family is about to rise?"

Two days passed.

"Hula!"

The faint sound of wind and waves sounded in the ancestral hall, as if the waves were surging, and the sound came far away.

"It's time to get started!"

Chen Zheng woke up from his state of enlightenment and was very satisfied with the apparent increase in punch momentum.

Not only has the fist grown, but the realm is also basically stable. He smiled slightly, made a gesture, and prepared to take a break and find something to eat. But suddenly there was an angry shout in his ears.

"I didn't think about it seriously, but I actually played. Looking for a fight!"

A slightly rickety figure, bullying forward, is the old man in the ancestral hall.

The old man was unceremonious, and he was greeted with a punch, which seemed to be bland, but with the momentum of wind and waves.

Chen Zheng snorted coldly, he was really weak and bullied, and he was bullied everywhere. Even an old man who was guarding the ancestral hall blatantly bullied him.

"Well! Hugh blames me for bullying the old man!"

He turned around and punched away, without sparing his hand, he wanted to fight back forcefully against all those who tried to bully him, men and women, young and old!

"Boom!"

A strong force came from his arm, and Chen Zheng involuntarily took a few steps back.

"It's so strong!"

He was shocked that the rickety old man on the other side, who didn't look amazing, was not weaker than him at all. No wonder, dare to hit him, it turns out that there are two brushes!

"Look at the move!"

Chen Zheng roared angrily, his speed and strength were exerted to the extreme, and the Stacked Wave Fist was used continuously.

The sound of the wind and waves rose loudly, and the sound of the waves rose to the Manchu Temple.

"Boy!

The old man who was guarding the ancestral hall scolded, his body rushed up like a rabbit, his fists waved at great speed, and he chose to hit it hard.

"Tom Tom ......"

Between the attacks, the fists of both sides also fell on each other's bodies, and there were bursts of muffled sounds.

In the blink of an eye, the seven overlapping wave fists were finished, and the two of them retreated at the same time.

Chen Zheng frowned slightly, his fists trembled slightly, his body was naturally weak, and it was obviously a little difficult to attack with such intensity.

"Boy, you can withstand my round of attacks!" the old man who was guarding the ancestral hall sneered, "Let's see if you can block the second round!"

The rainstorm-like fist shadow smashed quickly, Chen Zheng gritted his teeth, and attacked again.

"You want to beat me? No way! I don't believe it, I can't beat you little old man!

Chen Zheng mobilized his soul power, trying to increase the speed that had been used to the extreme, and increased it a little more.

The Stacked Wave Fist Sevenfold once again surged out rapidly.

The shadow of the fist fills the house, and the sound of the waves rises and falls.

After the time of half a burnt incense, the two faced each other for ten rounds, and there was no winner or loser.

The intense confrontation and the pain all over the body had already made Chen Zheng gasp for breath, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, it has reached the extreme that his body can bear, and he definitely can't withstand another round of attacks.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The old man on the opposite side coughed twice, and suddenly turned to leave, obviously not feeling well.

Looking at the back of the old man leaving, Chen Zheng sat on the ground, he was exhausted.

Before, although he had fought with Chen Pengfei and Chen Yue, those were short small battles, and compared with this battle that lasted for a whole time, it was not enough to see at all.

This is the first big battle that Chen Zheng has experienced, a hearty battle!

Although he did not win, the benefits to him were not small. Not only did it allow him to hone his Stacking Wave Fist in actual combat and increase his combat experience, but it also allowed his realm to improve steadily.

Chen Zheng sat on the ground and reminisced about the battle that had just ended, summing up his shortcomings and what he needed to improve.

Finally, I slept comfortably.

On the second day, Chen Zheng got up early to comprehend "A Thousand Miles of Waves", and then compared with the shortcomings found yesterday, he began to practice boxing.

It was another day of practice, and in the afternoon, Chen Zheng obviously felt that his Stacking Wave Fist had improved a little.

The benefits of actual combat, as expected, did not say. Chen Zheng secretly thought to himself that if he fought against the old man guarding the ancestral hall again today, he would have the certainty of victory.

"Boy, yesterday's account, let's settle it today!"

Before Chen Zheng could finish thinking, the old man appeared. Then the fist wind sounded. Chen Zheng didn't talk nonsense, he punched and hit, and the two fought together in an instant.

But as soon as they fought, Chen Zheng's originally relaxed face immediately tensed. Because he was surprised to find that it was not only himself who had become stronger, but also the old man who guarded the ancestral hall seemed to have improved in the same way.

How so?

If the other party was a young man, he would not be surprised! During the battle, both sides also had some understanding, which was really normal.

However, the other party is an old man who is over half a hundred years old, and if he wants to improve through guò fighting, he must have been promoted a long time ago, and it is impossible to improve at this time.

Could it be that this old guy is hiding his strength?