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After sending Wu Feilong, Zhang Zhiyang, Yin Bo, and Zhou Hang away, Wang Cheng immediately confessed to several disciples.

"From now on, the General's Mansion will not accept anyone's banquets, I will retreat and cultivate, and no one shall disturb me!"

"Yes!"

Wang Cheng turned around and returned to the hall with the remaining Liu Qingsheng, Liu Zixiang, and Wang Chenyu.

After they were all seated, he looked at the three of them and said, "The three of you are also ready to prepare, that spirit apricot is enough for you to break through the martial artist realm." ”

He spread out his palm, and there were three more books in his palm, and said: "These are the three supreme exercises, I have already marked out all the key points of cultivation in Zhou Tianjing, you can practice according to the above immediately, and if you don't understand something, come to me at any time." ”

These three supreme exercises were all books in the Ninghou Martial Arts Pavilion, and they had all been recorded in his mind, so he only needed to write them down.

He first took out the top one and handed it to Liu Qingsheng, and said, "Mr. has been seriously injured before, this exercise has the effect of nourishing qi, and it contains Taoist heart methods, which is just right for Mr." ”

Liu Qingsheng glanced at the cheats in his hand, and his mood was a little unstable.

Although he is now a strategist, his pursuit of martial arts has not been interrupted because of this, not to mention anything else, and the life span of a martial artist with high cultivation is also long.

Who wouldn't want to live a few more years?

With a "poof", he knelt on the ground and made a heavy bow to Wang Cheng.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Sir, please."

Wang Cheng took out the second secret book and handed it to Liu Zixiang, and said, "Zixiang, you have a steady personality, a tough heart, and dare to take risks, this exercise is just right for you." ”

Liu Zixiang opened the cheats in his hand, and the words "Sword Emperor Sutra" on the first page shocked him.

As a person who practices martial arts, who in the world doesn't know the world-shaking sword emperor? How many people don't want to get his mastery "Sword Emperor Sutra"?

"My lord, this ......"

Wang Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand to interrupt him, and said, "This is just a remnant scripture, what I have mastered so far is only enough for you to cultivate to the Yuan Dan realm, and I don't have the True Meaning Martial King." ”

"Enough! Enough is enough! ”

Liu Zixiang cried with joy, he held the cheats in both hands, like a treasure.

He is a civilian child, he has no special opportunities, relying on those exercises spread in the army, he can practice to the realm of qi and blood, and he has reached the sky.

Although the army does not have a great view of the door like the family and the sect, it is also divided when teaching martial arts, and the only people who can be taught by the generals themselves are confidants.

Even if it is Wang Cheng himself, he will not pass on the important exercises to the officers and soldiers of the whole army, first, he can't pass them on, and second, the teaching of the exercises depends on the qualifications of the people.

Wang Cheng handed over the third exercise to Wang Chenyu and said, "You have a clear skeleton and a slender body, and you are a natural cavalry general, but your strength is insufficient. I will also pass on an ancient method to make sure that you can become an ancient warrior. ”

Wang Chenyu took the cheats, and he was also overjoyed, and solemnly saluted Wang Cheng: "Thank you, sir!" ”

After distributing the three cheats, Wang Cheng continued: "From now on, you are all in retreat, just like me, and after ten days, I want to see all of your strength raised to a new level!" ”

"Yes!"

The three of them were all very confident, because Wang Cheng had given too much, and the exercises, elixirs, and pills were all complete.

Liu Qingsheng suddenly asked: "My lord, we have the secret book you passed on, and the others ......"

"They have it too!" Wang Cheng said.

While saying this, Zhang Zhiyang, Yin Bo, and Zhou Hang, who had left not long ago, all found that they had an extra set of cheats in their arms, and even Wu Feilong had an extra set of cheats in their arms.

Several people glanced at each other, and their eyes revealed an incomparably complicated gaze.

"Adult ......"

Wu Feilong looked at the cheats in his hand, and the words "Getaway" were written on it.

This is the most extreme body method in the world, and it is also Wang Cheng's means of saving his life, he relied on this body method to enter and exit the army, and also relied on this body method to fight with Wu Zong, and now he secretly gave this body method to himself.

Yin Bo was also holding a secret book with the words "Golden Body Formula" written on it, and when he saw that everyone else had it in their hands, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I said why did the adults get us drunk, he himself was not drunk at all, it turned out that he was trying to stuff these things into us." ”

Wu Feilong said in a deep voice: "Brothers, these cheats are all adults' famous skills, and they must not be leaked!" I suggest that we don't rush to the Imperial Forest Army to report on our work, hurry back and write down all the contents of the cheats, and then burn it! ”

All of them nodded, and then walked away quickly.

Wang Cheng's approach made everyone speechless, he was really doing his best to help his subordinates.

"That's it! Let's all go back to retreat! ”

Wang Cheng said as he walked out of the hall with a few people, and then asked them to go back to practice.

Naturally, they are not allowed to go home, they have no home in the capital, and the General's Mansion is their residence.

This mansion is very large, more than 600 meters long and 400 meters wide, covering an area of nearly 400 acres, which is divided into four halls.

The buildings on the central axis of the four courtyards, from south to north, are: inverted seats, the first courtyard, the hanging flower door, the second courtyard, the main house or hall, the third courtyard, the main house, the fourth courtyard, and the rear cover room.

The inverted seat room was lived by the maids, and the first and second courtyards were divided into Liu Qingsheng, Liu Zixiang, and Wang Chenyu, and Wang Cheng himself lived in the third courtyard.

Passing through the hall, he came to the third courtyard, and met a teenager walking over.

"Master!"

This young man is Feng Sanbao, who was left in the Sifang Pavilion outside the capital before, and was picked up yesterday.

Wang Cheng called Feng Sanbao to his side and said, "Sanbao, if you want to become a general, you don't care if you are only familiar with the art of war. The master will teach you another set of boxing techniques, you have to watch it well! ”

Feng Sanbao's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Master Xie!" ”

"Good! I'll teach you how to do it. ”

Wang Cheng said with a solemn expression, and the person stood straight, his eyes looking ahead.

He first gave a punch salute, forked his palms, grabbed a squat, and quickly stepped up to block the hook kick and flirt punch.

"Smack!!"

Suddenly, an explosion sounded in the air, like a thunderbolt from the sky, startling Feng Sanbao.

Wang Cheng's movements are light and then heavy, first slow and then fast, with his tongue against the roof of his mouth, accompanied by the sound of humming when he exerts force.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Sometimes he descends the mountain like a tiger, sometimes he is like an angry King Kong, and sometimes he moves like a rabbit.

As he moved faster and faster, his strength became greater and greater, setting off a huge strong wind around him, and every punch he threw out a powerful True Qi.

True Qi and Strong Wind merged into one, materializing the same, forming air cannons and hitting in all directions.

There is no one standing within a radius of more than ten meters, even if a martial artist in the Dacheng realm takes this punch, he must prepare for the aftermath, and it is absolutely difficult to stop.

Feng Sanbao's little eyes flashed with light, the master was really too strong, stronger than all the martial artists he had ever seen.

After a while, Wang Cheng finished beating all the forty-two styles and stood with his fists.

His face was slightly red, and after exhaling a breath, his qi and blood had returned to stability, and he looked at Feng Sanbao and said, "This fist is called Baji, but you are a beginner, I will teach you the basic movements first." ”

Then he began to teach Feng Sanbao by hand, just as the old squad leader taught him back then.

Speaking of Bajiquan, he is completely a halfway monk, fortunately, his father was a soldier, and when he was a child, he taught him military boxing and some martial arts, squatting and push-ups, so he laid a lot of foundation.

It was the old squad leader who really led him into the door of Bajiquan, and the old squad leader taught him Bajiquan moves by hand, and he didn't put a lot of effort into learning this set of boxing techniques.

The old squad leader came from Cangzhou, the hometown of martial arts, where there were many famous martial arts teachers, and their deeds were widely spread among the people. For example, Ding Faxiang, who defeated the Tsarist Hercules and was summoned by the Kangxi Emperor to reward him, Huo Diange, the martial arts instructor of the Xuantong Emperor, and Li Shuwen, the sharpshooter, etc.

In the army, he is a legend, the champion of the whole army, and he has won second-class merits. It's a pity that success is also kung fu, defeat is also kung fu, in a military exercise, he missed and beat a soldier of the "blue army" to a serious injury, and there is no chance to rise again. But because of his outstanding skills, he has always remained in the army.

Wang Cheng also got acquainted with the old squad leader by chance, and then learned Bajiquan from him for nearly a year.

"What you have to do today is to master these few movements, and then practice the boxing pile I just taught you."

After explaining a few words to the three treasures, Wang Cheng left it alone and came to a small courtyard next door.

This small courtyard has one or two hundred square meters, there are small pavilions for shade, there are flowers, plants, bamboos and stones, the air is fresh, the environment is pleasant, and it is designed according to the small park.

In the small pavilion was a long spear with a golden head, which was a little dazzling in the sunlight, and it was the tiger's head and golden gun.

He walked into the small pavilion, pulled out the tiger's head and golden gun, and came to the courtyard.

Gathering his mind and eliminating distracting thoughts, he held the gun in both hands, and pierced the vital parts forward and backward, left and right, up and down, which is another trick in the Muwang marksmanship - piercing.

Although piercing and thorn are the same, Muwang's marksmanship divides piercing and stabbing into each other, because the range of thorns is small, and the range of piercing is larger, and the destructive power is greater.

For example, the lower abdomen, pubic area and legs of the opponent are mainly pierced forward and lower, the main points of the opponent's life, sacrum, legs and feet are pierced backwards, and the flanks and hips of the opponent are pierced to the left and right.

Before he got the remaining part of the Wood King's marksmanship, Wang Cheng also practiced other marksmanship, but none of the "Piercing" calligraphy was as detailed as the Wood King's marksmanship.

There is a song recipe:

Pierced as the head of the marksmanship, pierced the yin and pierced the head.

The lower piercing is heavier, and the piercing soul goes.

Tie the leg and break the root, tie the waist and blood flow.

The gun pierces a line, and the ghost is sad.

So Wang Cheng abandoned other marksmanship and only focused on practicing the spear style in Muwang's marksmanship.

There were several wooden stakes in the courtyard, and he stabbed them down, and the wooden stakes suddenly fell apart.

His strength was too great, and the tiger head Zhan golden spear was so sharp, the wooden stake couldn't withstand his blow at all.

There was no way, so he could only suspend his practice and let people go to a nearby blacksmith shop to make a few bronze figures and move back.

He took out his mobile phone from the room, took out paper and pen, and copied the "Gun King Post" and the "Move Diagram" left by Pingxi Hou Liuyang.

In fact, there are some of the Wood King's marksmanship that he has memorized, but there are many that he has not memorized.

Switching to other first-class marksmanship or even top-notch marksmanship, with his ability to "never forget", he can remember it once he sees it, but he can't do this with the marksmanship left by the peerless gun king.

Muwang's marksmanship is broad and profound, and it is divided into 13 styles, such as stabbing, piercing, teasing, dialing, blocking, taking, twisting, picking, pressing, splitting, collapsing, and dancing flowers.

This thirteen-style marksmanship covers all the moves, and it is truly simplified, without so many bells and whistles.

But each style of marksmanship contains hundreds of variations, and each move has a very powerful power.

Wang Cheng copied and drew very carefully, and all he had to do was match the text with the illustrations.

Although the process is complicated, the harvest is also huge.

While he was copying his paintings, he memorized every move and style of the Wood King's marksmanship.

The text moves corresponded to the move pictures, like a video reel that flashed through his mind.

It's a process of "getting across".

After memorizing all the moves, Wang Cheng felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

Just in time for noon, he ate something and rested for a while.

In the afternoon, a whole ten bronze figures were sent into this small courtyard.

Wang Cheng also replaced the tiger head Zhan golden gun with a wooden stick, and there was no problem with the bronze man, but the wooden stick couldn't hold it a few times, so it broke into several pieces.

Looking at the broken stick, he thought about it, and the situation made him feel novel.

When he was practicing the Wood King marksmanship before, because he accepted the inheritance of the true meaning of martial arts, he would be able to get started as soon as he got started, and he didn't have to be as troublesome as he is now.

However, he liked the feeling because it was very real, as if it was telling him that he was a beginner.

He looked at the broken wooden stick in his hand and thought for a while: "The wooden stick is light, the bronze man is heavy, the wooden stick is soft, the bronze man is hard, if you can pierce the bronze man with a wooden stick......"

This requires a very precise control of speed and power!

"Power, speed, ......"

Wang Cheng suddenly understood that he felt that he had found the key to "piercing the gun".

He put on a new stick, stared at the bronze figure in front of him, and put his strength in the palm of his hand.

The next moment, the wooden stick in his hand turned into a streamer and slammed into the bronze man's chest.

The bronze man weighing hundreds of pounds was pierced to the ground, and the wooden stick in his hand broke into several pieces with a "click".

Wang Cheng looked at the broken wooden stick in his hand and thought: "The speed is there, but the strength is not in place." If you can pierce the bronze man to ensure that the wooden stick in his hand continues, the spear style is considered to be an entry. ”

With this direction, when he shot again, he deliberately controlled his strength.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

Wang Cheng mechanically repeated an action, one shot after another, but after a few times, the stick broke again.

He put on a new one again and continued to work hard, as if tirelessly.

After discarding thirty or forty wooden sticks, he was finally able to control his strength and knock the bronze man over with a single shot.

Wang Cheng didn't stop there, overturning the bronze man was only the first step, what he really wanted to do was to pierce the bronze man until he smashed the bronze man with one shot.

He practiced until the evening, and his two arms were as heavy as two mountains, and he could not exert his strength, but he could only leave some marks on the bronze man's body.

At dawn the next day, he continued to come to the courtyard and continue to repeat yesterday's movements.

Time slipped away so unconsciously, and Wang Cheng's "piercing gun" was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye......