"In addition to the martial arts, I will pass on your iron hand today."

Hong Li listened slightly, confirmed that there was no third person nearby, and continued.

"There are five types of killing methods, which are attacking, lifting, horizontal training, recovery, and sacrificing."

"Attack the main fight, such as weapons and moves;"

"Raise the longitudinal main displacement, such as footwork, light body;"

"Horizontal training of the main body, such as hard work, jiu-jitsu;"

"As for recovery and self-sacrifice, the former heals internal and external injuries, while the latter burns blood and disintegrates the heavenly demons."

"The soldering iron hand is a means to guide, gather, and explode the true qi of the flame flow in a specific acupoint."

"Among the many attack methods of Yanliugong, the soldering iron hand is the basic ......"

Hong Li's lectures were clear and detailed, covering the main points in a quarter of an hour.

Hong Fan concentrated and did not miss the slightest.

But when he carefully repeated the process in his heart, he found that it was quite complicated, far less concise than when Jiang Youde fought yesterday.

"Your beginner soldering iron hand is familiar with it, and you must be meticulous in your movements and mental methods when practicing, otherwise you won't be able to achieve it quickly."

As if to see what the disciple was thinking, Hong Li explained again.

"When you practice to the point where you can start thinking about your qi and think about it without thinking, and completely separate your true qi from your external movements, you can enter the realm of 'no moves' and launch it at will."

"The flaming knife used with the weapon operates in the same way as the soldering iron hand, which is nothing more than to penetrate the heat into the weapon in the hand, and the true qi consumption is greater and the explosion is more concentrated."

[Putting heat into the weapon? Can the sand dominated by the sand world be counted as a weapon? 】

Hong Fan thought when he heard this.

[If I replace the mechanical structure with gravel and the flame flow instead of fuel......]

With the thought of it, many knowledge cases from previous lives came one after another, blowing the branches and leaves of the Dragon Soul Tree.

Hong Li didn't know what the disciple was thinking, he just thought he was memorizing carefully.

"You have already obtained the doorway, and in the future, you will cultivate by yourself, if you don't understand, feel free to ask me."

He said, getting up to signal the end.

When he was about to go out, the old man remembered the most highlighted fist and kick trick in the rumors yesterday, and couldn't help but turn around and add.

"And one more sentence......"

But Hong Fan answered before Hong Li.

"Skill is the foundation, and skill is the last."

As soon as these words came out, the old and the young smiled.

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It was five o'clock in the evening when Hong Li left with his hands in his hands.

It's May, but the sky is still bright.

Hong Fan walked out of the teaching house and returned to the martial arts training ground, and found that Hong Fu had not left and was still waiting for him.

"Brother Fan......"

Seeing people coming out, Hong Fu hurriedly trotted two steps up.

"It's still there, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Hong Fan smiled and walked towards the target area.

"Brother Fan, you actually went to the teaching assistant yesterday to seek revenge, and you told me that it was a trivial matter......

Hong Fu complained, walking side by side with his brother.

"Where can it be said to be seeking revenge, it's just a show."

Hong Fan shook his head.

He could see that Hong Fu was a little worried, and he thought he understood.

Originally, Hong Fan and Hong Fu were considered anti-pressure duos in ethnology.

Now that the former is soaring into the sky, only the latter is left alone to face Hong Ping, Hong An and other "tiger wolves", and it is normal to be a little afraid.

But Hong Fan didn't take it very seriously.

It's not that he's cold-blooded.

In Hong Fan's view, the overall norms of the Hong family under the management of Hong Li.

Even if Hong Ping and Hong An are bullying people through sparring at most, they have never bullied people in terms of property and personality.

With his mentality as a social person, he only thinks that the fights of these peers are not enough, and they will soon be diluted and diluted in the growth of life.

"Don't worry, I will greet Youde and don't let Hongping and them bully you."

Hong Beom assured.

But to his surprise, Hong Fu had no joy and just shook his head.

"Not for that."

The little fat man scratched his scalp unnaturally and turned his head to look into the distance.

"I thought there would be a year and a half......

He wanted to know more about the details of his brother's battle yesterday, but as soon as he thought of it, his excitement dispersed.

Hong Fan suddenly understood his self-righteousness - Hong Fu was not worried about being bullied, but about the difference between him and his friends.

According to the practice of the Hong family, when a child enters the Penetrating Realm, or when he reaches the age of 18 and leaves the clan school, he will lose his benefits and need to make a living by himself.

As for where to go, those who are successful in martial arts generally go to Zhu Yiqi first, and the future falls in the city defense department or the guard; Those who fail to do martial arts will find a position in the shop in the city or in the village outside the city.

In short, Hong Fan will have to take on the responsibility of supporting his own small courtyard in the future, and he will inevitably not be able to see Hong Fu often.

The two men walking side by side fell silent.

Not to mention the memory of inheritance, just in the past two months, Hong Fan has accumulated a deep friendship with the little fat man next to him.

But only the matter of "separation" is beyond his ability.

In life, whether it is relatives, friends or classmates, it is fate to come and go together, and fate to rush each other.

Love parting, resentment will, can't ask for ......

Whether rich or poor, "being together for a lifetime" is a rare luxury.

At this time, Hongfu felt ashamed, because this was the first time he encountered the distress of separation.

But Hong Fan is a human being, but he has long been familiar to the point of numbness.

Because of this, he had nothing to say.

"Let's box."

Hong Fan walked to the target and stood still, and said.

"I just had to pass the soldering iron hand, and I have to practice while the iron is hot a few times."

He thought back to the details that Hong Li had just taught, and at the same time he visualized the nameless flame burning in the palm of his hand, and slammed out his palm forward.

The blow hit the thick paper draped over the target door, and after about a second, it ignited.

"This is a one-time practice?"

Hong Fuqi said.

"The soldering iron hand is the basic application of Yanliu True Qi, and the difficulty is not in success, but in speed and speed."

Hong Fan replied, casually ripped off the burning paper, and pulled out a new one from the wooden cabinet next to it and hung it.

"It's been a long time since I was accumulating."

As the words fell, he contemplated again and struck out with a palm.

The thick paper burned, turning to ashes and dispersing, revealing the unscathed hardwood behind it.

"According to the teachings, the soldering iron hand at the peak of the Penetrating Realm can easily carbonize and crush hardwood."

Hong Fan changed a piece of paper again.

"I'm not even close."

"Don't just look at it, practice it too!"

Hong Fan shouted, blasting a third blow.

In such a quarter of an hour, the two cousins kept coming out with their left and right hands, ravaging people's targets.

In front of them, the same flame was kindled again and again.

Then as the golden-red sun set over the horizon, the flame grew brighter and brighter in the darker and darker world.

By the time Hong Fan's true qi dried up and his memory was completely solid, Hong Fu's melancholy had also disappeared.

It's like being burned clean by fire.

"That's it, take a flush?"

Hong Fan wiped his sweat and said with a smile.

"Walking."

Hong Fu replied, loosened his sleeves and wiped his face.

At the back of the martial arts training ground, there is a well surrounded on three sides by a low wall.

This well is very deep, so the water is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is the most comfortable to wash on the body.

As they had done countless times before, the two men first beat the water into the wooden bucket, then each undressed and hung it on the wall, pouring half a bucket on his head.

With a refreshing cold water, fatigue disappears.

At the last rays of the sky, they looked at each other.

Hong Fan saw the fat on Hong Fu's belly and shook his head.

Hong Fu saw the bruise on Hong Fan's chest and sneered.

Their laughter was soft, but it soon became loud and loud.

Separated from the love, there is nothing to persuade.

Only this smile can solve the worries.

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