Fan Yi hurriedly went to comprehend this ancient boxing technique, and after a while, he already knew his moves to move the pile.

It's nothing more than three forms.

The left foot stepped forward and the right fist rushed straight, the right foot stepped forward and the left fist rushed straight forward, and then held his breath, sank into the dantian, mobilized the strength of the whole body, and rushed straight with the right fist.

Fan Yi thought that this golden little shengdou could casually take out a fairy king induction chapter, and thought that this set of boxing techniques would not be simple.

He hurriedly stood up, made a fist posture, and practiced more than ten times in one breath.

However, after more than a dozen piles, I found that there seemed to be nothing mysterious about this set of boxing techniques.

On the contrary, I feel that it is not as happy as when I was tormented by that medicine pod.

Fan Yi was just about to ask.

I saw that the golden little shengdou "whoosh" again and sank into his body.

Xiao Shengdou left only one sentence, simple and crude:

"Go 10,000 times, talk nonsense!"

Fan Yi stood stunned when he heard this, with mixed feelings in his heart, but he had to do it.

After all, if you do what Xiao Shengdou said, there may still be a glimmer of hope, but if you give up now, there will be no hope at all.

Fan Yi stabilized his temperament, pushed open the door and walked directly to the small courtyard.

Stand in a fist posture and start to punch the pile.

Now.

It is the moon star that is rare, and he responded to the current editor's words: "Invite Mingyue with a fist, and the shadow becomes a trio." ”

The young man's heart is very firm, he tirelessly repeats those three movements, when he is thirsty, he goes back to the house to drink a sip of water, and when he is sleepy, he runs the fairy king induction chapter to concentrate on the central spirit.

until the evening of the seventh day.

He's still practicing boxing.

During this period, Fan Zhefu and Fan Zheshan came together three times.

Seeing that the young man was sweating profusely from boxing, he didn't dare to go in and disturb.

Fan Zhefu just kept telling the housekeeper to let the kitchen cook more delicious meals and send them over.

Tonight.

In the hall of the Fan family, the head of the family, Fan Zhefu, had a slightly sad look on his face.

He gathered a group of warriors to discuss how to deal with the Ning family tomorrow.

Rong Cheng's martial arts trial this time had a total of sixteen monks under the age of eighteen participate.

Only six of these young monks came from the city, and the remaining ten were all descendants of large and small families in Rongcheng.

Everyone knows very well in their hearts that as long as their children can make it to the top four, they will be able to become the guests of the City Lord's Mansion.

Don't underestimate the title of this guest secretary.

That is related to the distribution of resources within the jurisdiction of Rongcheng between the major families in the next ten years.

It is an eternal theorem that the strong are respected.

In Rongcheng or Qingyun Prefecture, whoever wants to eat more meat has to show his fist first to see if it is hard enough.

However, this time is a little different for the Fan family.

If Fan Yi can't get the first place in the trial, I'm afraid that he won't be able to let the city lord Qin Sheng make a move, then the monarch of the Ning family will definitely not give up.

At that time, Fan Zhefu became the third person of the younger generation in Rongcheng in the first war, which gave the Fan family a solid foundation for more than ten years.

Now that the Fan family has offended the Yuncheng Ning family, the city lord Qin Sheng is a person who pays attention to weighing the pros and cons in everything.

If the Fan family can't win the first place this time, it will really decline.

At this time.

Fan Zheshan saw that many people's faces were full of sorrow, and his heart suddenly became angry.

Fan Zheshan's eyes widened and said:

"Big brother, don't worry! If our family Yi'er misses this time. It's a big deal that Lao Tzu gathered all the warriors and fought with the Naning family. ”

"It's time! Escort Yi'er out of Rongcheng first, and a few of us will stay to deal with the Ning family. ”

"What if the north gate of Taning is a monarch? If you can't kill him, you can kill a few Ning family members, isn't it! ”

"I believe that Yi'er will be able to kill us one day and avenge us!"

Although Fan Zheshan is Fan Zhefu's younger brother, the two of them are two extremes in terms of appearance and temperament.

Fan Zhefu's heart belongs to the category of moderation.

And Fan Zheshan is not only burly, tall and big, but also has a strong temperament.

The most obvious point is that he is never willing to suffer, and he is even more unwilling to suffer from the stars.

He often said: "People can't die on the ground, what a big!" ”

Fan Zheshan has not married so far.

Because he felt that the Fan family already had a Fan Yi, which was enough to continue the incense.

It's better to concentrate on cultivating the truth, and maybe you can be a real person on the mountain.

He didn't seek immortality.

Just want to have that day.

When his nephew is out of the house, he can report his name when he is in trouble.

"Fan Zheshan is my second uncle, and my second uncle is a real person on the mountain!"

How domineering and majestic!

The martial artist listened to Fan Zheshan's words, and did not wait for Fan Zhefu to speak.

Among them, one of the warriors said in a big voice:

"The second master is right! If our brothers hadn't been protected by the Fan family, they might have died in the belly of the demon beast a long time ago! ”

"Now the head of the family is in trouble, there is no one among the brothers who is not a hard bone, as long as the Ning family dares to come, even if Lao Tzu can't kill them, he will break a few of their front teeth!"

As he spoke, he turned his head left and right to look.

Asked:

"Am I right?!"

Hearing this, all the warriors were ruthless and nodded one after another.

Fan Zhefu saw that all the warriors were iron-clad, so he threw the celadon teacup he held tightly in his hand on the long table.

Said:

"Good! Today, with your words, I am worth it. If my son's life is worried tomorrow, I will ask my brothers to help. ”

Fan Zheshan saw that Fan Zhefu was rarely no longer a mother-in-law, and immediately burst out laughing.

Followed by a group of warriors who also laughed wildly.

In the small yard.

Fan Yi is still practicing boxing.

Originally, every time he punched a pile, Fan Yi would have to think silently in his heart.

Just because Changlong said that he practiced boxing ten thousand times, maybe something good would happen after waiting ten thousand times.

But unconsciously, Fan Yi himself couldn't remember how many times he took the pile and how many times he punched.

It's just that his expression is becoming more and more resolute, and he throws out one punch after another.

Every punch he throws today makes him feel much happier than yesterday, and he doesn't have the fatigue of yesterday's boxing practice.

I saw that the boy stood up again, but he didn't punch right away.

He slowly closed his eyes, carefully feeling the power in his limbs when he threw the punch earlier.

After the heart has been performed several times.

The young man opened his eyes suddenly, and then raised his right hand into a fist, and smashed it out with all his strength.

Suddenly.

There was an extra wind on his fist, although it was invisible, but there was a tiger roaring sound in the wind.

Boom!

I saw a courtyard wall, which was pierced by the Gangfeng Cave and a large hole more than half a zhang long.

Fan Yi looked at his fist in horror, and hurriedly ran to the wall to take a look.

Originally, it was a courtyard wall that was piled up after polishing with a hard texture of cobblestone.

Now I saw that the ground was full of gravel and slag, and I couldn't see even a complete stone brick.

You can imagine how powerful this punch was just now.

Then.

The little guy guarding outside the courtyard gate was attracted by the movement, and he hurriedly ran over to investigate.

Seeing that Young Master Fan Yi was frowning, he had no choice but to stand aside quietly.

After a long time, Fan Yi said to the little guy:

"Find someone to fix it tomorrow."

After Fan Yi finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the house.

Leaving only the little servant alone, he looked at the big hole in the courtyard wall, then at the gravel all over the ground, and then at the back of the young man.

Don't know what to think about anymore?

After Fan Yi entered the room, his mind kept replaying the punching posture just now.

He muttered:

"Is this the fist intent?"

But my father used to say that. Whether it is fist intent or sword intent, only martial artists who feel that there is no hope of refining qi will find another way. ”

"Replace spiritual power with artistic conception, so that you can have the strength to fight with the cultivators."

"Could it be that Senior Changlong wants me to take the path of pure martial arts?"

Fan Yi couldn't figure it out, but he didn't delve into it.

Now that he has refined his fist intent, he can sweep away the gloom in his heart.

Moment.

Fan Yi only felt that he was in an extremely happy mood, and he had been tortured for seven consecutive days, and he finally paid off.

Fan Yi clenched his fists and said:

"Although I am still cultivating in the Three Realms, at least now, I also have the confidence to fight with the monks of the Four Realms."

The more excited Fan Yi was, the less sleepy she was.

Then he went out of the house and wandered out into the garden.

Fan Yi had already vaguely guessed Chang Long's intentions.

Actually.

He was able to comprehend the fist intent in just two days because he had the blessing of the Immortal King's induction chapter, and he was nourished by the decoction in the medicine tripod.

After the completion of the quenching realm, I practiced boxing ten thousand times, and finally got what I wanted.

As the saying goes, hard-working people, the sky will not let down!