Lu Yuan picked up the white spar, the spar shattered, and Zhou Zheng's memories before his death came flooding back.

[-Xiaozheng, you saved my life, and your conduct is in line with my appetite, I plan to teach you martial arts.

- Really, thank you, Master, I am going to be the most powerful martial artist in the world! 】

[-Zhou Zheng, from today on, you are a foreigner of my Lu family, I hope you will fulfill your duties and be loyal to the Lu family! ]

- Yes, the head of the family, the subordinates must put the Lu family first!

- Okay, this stone fist is my Lu family's unique learning, although it is not into the product, but the power of practicing to Dacheng is comparable to the fist method. 】

【-Zhou Zheng, what do you want to do in the future? Is it possible to be a coolie in the Lu family for a lifetime?

- Otherwise, it's a troubled time now, and it's not peaceful anywhere, and I'm already very satisfied that the Lu family has given me a place to stay...]

[-With your talent, I'm afraid you won't be able to break through the bottleneck of the eighth grade until you die, help me do something, how about I give you a mirror-breaking pill?

-What? If you want me to kill Young Master Lu Yuan, I'm afraid... Okay, I'll take it. 】

[Until Lu Yuan dragged Sister Hong's knife over, Zhou Zheng's final hatred was relieved and fell into darkness...]

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and sighed.

It was as if he had watched a long movie.

Zhou Zheng was originally the son of a woodcutter, who saved a warrior by chopping wood in the mountains and got the inheritance of the other party.

Later, he was invited by Lu Yuan's father to join the Lu family, and stayed in the Lu family for nearly 20 years, from an immature boy to an uncle of vicissitudes.

In the end, driven by profit, under Lu Zhiyuan's grace and power, he chose to take action against Lu Yuan.

Because he absorbed Zhou Zheng's memory, Lu Yuan also inherited the opponent's combat skills.

Whether it is the punching action or the way of power, it is more than a little bit stronger than before.

If the current Lu Yuan faced Zhou Zheng's dry corpse again, Lu Yuan was sure that he would not rely on bows and arrows and end the battle within a minute.

"Next is this purple crystal, don't let me down..."

Sorting out the memories in his mind, Lu Yuan's hand stretched out towards the purple spar.

Suddenly.

A pinprick-like stinging pain roared in Lu Yuan's mind.

The pain lasted for a few seconds, and then Lu Yuan was immersed in a strange state.

He seemed to see himself in a vast jungle, practicing a kind of boxing technique diligently.

Tireless, day after day, year after year, let the wind and rain blow, for decades.

These memories of pure boxing techniques continued to pour into Lu Yuan's body and integrate into his mind.

Deeply engraved in Lu Yuan's muscle memory.

Lu Yuan's boxing attainments are frantically improving at this moment.

Until his movements in his mind stopped, Lu Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes.

"Stone Fist!"

Lu Yuan slowly spit out the word in his mouth.

You Shiquan is one of the Lu family's unique learnings, unlike the Gongfa Spring Thunder will never be passed on, as long as You Shiquan is a martial artist who joins the Lu family, everyone can learn it.

Lu Yuan searched his memory for information about You Shiquan.

The realm division of Youshiquan is divided into four realms: entry, small success, large success, and consummation.

Zhou Zheng has been practicing You Shiquan hard since he entered the Lu family, and he has been practicing You Shiquan for more than ten years, and he has just broken through to the Dacheng realm not long ago.

With the cultivation of Zhou Zheng's nine-grade armor skin realm, coupled with Dacheng's stone fist, there are few opponents in the same realm.

It's a pity that in the last battle with the black dog, Zhou Zheng lost his most commonly used right hand, which caused You Shiquan to be unable to perform.

Even so, it is inseparable from the black dog battle, on par with it...

Lu Yuan's mind touched the Spirit Devouring Bead and summoned the panel.

Sure enough, in the martial arts column, there was more information about You Shiquan.

[Name: Lu Yuan]

[Age: 13 years old]

【Realm: Nine Grades】

[Martial Arts: Spring Thunder Decision

Status: Getting Started

Progress: 5 percent]

[Martial Arts: Stone Fist

Status: Dacheng

Progress: 13 percent】

[Power points: 6 (increase a little every day)]

"Dacheng's Stone Fist, and it can also continue to upgrade through the Spirit Devouring Bead!"

Lu Yuan was not in a hurry to continue exploring the spiritual realm, and directly practiced his boxing technique on the spot.

The moves in my mind about the stone fist quickly swept by.

Lu Yuan's initial movements were slightly jerky, but soon, he gradually became proficient, and the faster he struck, the bones of both arms made a trembling sound.

"How about trying the power."

Lu Yuan faced the waist-thick dead tree in front of him, concentrated his strength, and smashed it out with a punch.

Crackling!

The punch slammed into the dead tree, making a crisp popping sound, and the upper part of the dead tree was like being struck by a thunderstorm, and the sawdust mixed with the bark flew all over the tree.

Lu Yuan's fist was like a sharp knife, piercing into the dead tree and drilling out from the other end.

"This..."

Lu Yuan was also a little surprised, he slowly withdrew his fist, and a fist hole the size of a bowl mouth appeared on the tree, with light on both sides.

What's even more bizarre is that around this fist hole, the tree body has not been damaged in the slightest, and it seems that the power has hit a point, and no half of it is leaked.

This is the beauty of the stone fist, the energy is concentrated in one point, with the unique way of exertion, like a soft snowball, smashed on the person without pain.

But if it is condensed into ice, even if it is the same force, the destructive power produced is completely different.

Lu Yuan stepped forward to check the hardness of the dead tree, and found that although the tree was dead, it was still tough and stiff, so the power of this punch was real.

"If this punch hits a person, I'm afraid it will also pass through the chest, it's really terrifying..."

Such a pair of fists is no different from a murder weapon!

As long as the flesh and blood of the opponent encountered are not as hard as the dead trees, they will be injured when touched, and the bones of the human body can be shattered with a random blow.

Lu Yuan's five fingers clenched, feeling the power between his palms and fingers, and made an assessment of his current strength:

"My current strength... I'm afraid that I can easily defeat the Nine-Rank Armor Leather Realm, even if I encounter a Nine-Rank Bronze Skin Warrior, I can maneuver a little around! ”

In addition to the improvement of Lu Yuan's quality brought by the Stone Fist, the few red spars absorbed also made Lu Yuan's qi and blood more vigorous and his strength greatly increased.

Of course, this is just an estimate, and there are too many accidents in the life-and-death struggle to accurately predict.

However, Lu Yuan did not have the slightest pride and complacency about his current strength, "Lu Yan is two years older than me, he started earlier than me, and he is already a ninth-grade armor martial artist, not to mention Lu Zhiyuan, an eighth-grade martial artist..."

Thinking of his situation surrounded by enemies, Lu Yuan strengthened his determination to become stronger.

......

Chongshan City, inside the Lujiawu Museum.

The morning sun is rising, and its way is bright.

The fine fragments of the glow sprinkled on the martial arts arena.

When the people in the city had not yet woken up, the shouts of many students practicing martial arts had already sounded in the Lujia Martial Arts Hall.

Lu Yan was also among them at this time, and he was practicing the Lu family's Youshi Fist one by one.

In front of Lu Yan, Lu Hongxin, the director of the martial arts hall, kept pointing out the flaws in Lu Yan's movements.

"Lu Hongxin, I have been practicing this stone boxing for more than half a year, and I still stay in the beginner realm, the more I practice the movements, the more deformed I become, am I not suitable for this boxing method?"

Lu Yan's face rose with impetuousness, and he stopped practicing when he stood and closed his fists.

"Young Master Lu Yan, this stone fist is easy to get started, it is profound, it takes five or six years to cultivate to the realm of Xiaocheng, and to cultivate to Dacheng, ordinary people need to cultivate for more than ten years!"