"The Diamond Dictionary of Foot Throwing directly points to the Avenue of Heaven and Man, and it is also first-class in the martial arts."

Duan Tiannan also sighed.

"This is a very simple martial arts, there are not so many tricks, only pay attention to one explosive power, and your changes are not the same way."

"You may not believe it, but the ancient brother told me that the entire "Diamond Book of Foot Throwing" only specializes in one killing method."

Hong Fan couldn't believe it, and confirmed to Gu Yixin.

The latter nodded, holding the head of the gun across his face.

The aura of heaven and earth has changed slightly.

Hong Fan looked carefully and saw that there was an extremely thin layer of true yuan attached to the blade of the iron spear, and he felt extremely sharp just by looking at it.

"This killing method is called 'King Kong Zhi' in the martial arts."

The ancient meaning of the new explanation said.

"Use the true element to attach a foreign object to form a blade, the harder you stab, the sharper the spear head."

"This trick is only taught in the martial arts, so I will only ...... this one"

Hong Fan listened to his overly simple language, and his brain made up the principle of this trick - probably self-sharpening, the greater the pressure, the sharper it is.

"At your current limit, how hard can you break through?"

He was immediately curious about the parameters of the only killing method of this first-class martial art.

"As long as it's something, it's fine."

The ancient meaning of the new return.

Hong Fan was stunned when he heard this.

He felt that as long as he talked about martial arts, he and the guy in front of him would not be able to connect to the brain circuit at all.

"What do you mean by 'anything goes?'"

Hong Fan looked at it and asked dryly.

"It's just, it's all about the same?"

Gu Yixin cautiously replied.

"For example, Yi Luxu's 'thunder marks' are very hard, and cutting 100 forged steel is like cutting onions, so I will be ruthless."

"For example, Kou Yong's Liuyun sleeves are very soft, and I can't bear it after a few shots, so I will be ruthless again......"

The two examples he gave are well-known in recent years.

"Liuyun" Kou Yong needless to say, it was after fighting Gu Yixin that he handed over the top position.

When "Rapid Light Movie" was released last month, it was cultivated in the congenital triad, and it was ranked 29th on the Tianjiao list.

Kou Yong is famous for his palm and sleeve skills, and his "Liuyun Big Sleeves" are made of martial arts, not because the material of the clothes is amazing.

Yi Luxury's war knife "Thunder Marks" is the opposite, it is said to be the essence of thunder, known as the unparalleled Xuan level.

But both are indeed broken by the guns of the old meaning.

"I realized - it turns out that the true meaning of Vajra wisdom is 'ruthless'?"

Hong Fan smiled and sighed.

"Martial arts is like this, it can be very mysterious, or it can be very simple."

Duan Tiannan also sighed.

"As long as you are fast and strong enough, you can beat any opponent when you hit and break when you hit."

Hong Fan had to bow his head.

Then he offered to feel the power of Vajra.

With the highest sturdiness and density, the sand merges into a shield three inches thick.

This is the upper limit of the defense of the Desert Armor under the normal state.

"This time, please use the full strength of the ancient brother to cultivate with the sympathy of heaven and man."

Hong Fan asked.

Gu Yixin nodded.

In terms of power, there is not much difference between the celestial and human sympathetic level killing moves and the innate one.

He weighed his strength a little, and then his eyes glanced at the center of the sand shield, and the tip of the spear was already there.

There was a pop, and half of the spear head came out from behind the sand shield.

Hong Fan's face was expressionless, and his face was a little stiff.

Most of the martial arts celestials have similar temperaments.

Tang Xingqing is not the only one who thinks he is invincible in the same realm.

Although Hong Fan didn't say it, he didn't think that there were people who were stronger than him below the congenital level in Kyushu before.

But at this moment, when he saw this shot, his thoughts were shaken.

[If I meet the ancient meaning of the new five years ago, what are the odds of winning a life-and-death battle? 】

Hong Fan asked himself.

There are a lot of variables in the battle.

But imagine a scene where they don't know each other and meet each other for the first time, and he feels that the probability of death is himself.

Duan Tiannan watched with his arms crossed, and he could see at a glance what Hong Fan was thinking.

"If you two are initiates, they are one-on-one, and I think it's seven or three."

"Ancient brother occupies seven."

He rubbed his beard and carefully considered it.

"But that doesn't mean you're weaker, Brother Hong."

"You can get close and far, you can play a lot of variety, and you have a lot of group attacks - and most importantly, you can fly."

"From this point of view, if you two are put into the insect swarm in the west of Shengzhou, or the heavy mountain in the east of Guzhou, I think your chances of survival are much higher than those of the ancient brother."

Duan Tiannan's words were quite pertinent, and the two of them nodded their heads respectively.

As the years go by, the improvement of a martial artist is not just in cultivation.

It is a comparison of the combat power of the two generations of Tianjiao who are five years apart in the same period, which does not represent too much.

As a grandmaster, Duan Tiannan naturally understood this.

Gu Yi practiced martial arts and thought of not martial arts, and the topic was quickly put down as soon as it passed.

Only Hong Fan often couldn't help but look at the gun head that was always grinding and new.

Halfway through the Shen time, the hot wind hell is almost polished.

The three of them were resting when they saw two men coming in at the door of the martial arts arena.

They were unarmoured, and wore standard black hexagram boots, apparently officers of the Yum Army.

The two of them came to find Duan Tiannan.

Walking a few dozen meters away, they first carefully arranged their clothes, and then came over to salute with a little crampedness.

Duan Tiannan waved his hand to excuse himself and took the initiative to report the names of the two.

"Fengqing, deputy lieutenant of the Lianshan Battalion of the Chinese Army, and Hou Pujian of the Left Army?"

The two nodded yes.

Hong Fan then knew that this meeting was pre-scheduled.

"Have you practiced your "Iron Hand Skill" to the pinnacle of penetration?"

Duan Tiannan asked directly.

"Yes, the last general will break through before the 23rd, and the Marquis of Pu Jun will break through five days ago."

Feng Qing replied first.

"I implore Duan Gong to preach!"

After the two finished speaking in unison, they actually knelt down on their knees.

"There's no need to kneel, I've never paid attention to etiquette."

Duan Tiannan shook his head and motioned for them to get up.

"You guys go through it first, let me see the heat."

When the two officers of the Baisheng Army heard that they were no longer talking nonsense, they got up and put on a posture and practiced with their bare hands.

They practiced the same martial arts, and the techniques they used were similar, mostly striking with the roots of their palms and knuckles.

For a moment, the air was filled with the muffled sound of muscles and bones colliding.

After five rounds, Hong Fan has roughly seen the success of this "Iron Hand".

The moves are concise and lack of variety, and the pursuit of speed and fierceness.

Secondly, if you put effort into the breathing method, the endurance of the practitioner will not be bad.

Around this time, Duan Tiannan stopped the discussion.

"You two have a solid foundation and have practiced properly; That being the case, and listen carefully to my preaching. ”

He asked the two of them to sit down on the ground, and when he saw that Hong Fan was about to avoid it, he stopped him again.

In the next half an hour, Duan Tiannan talked about the part of "Iron Hand Gong" in detail twice.

The exercises are not profound.

But even Hong Fan has gained strength and breathing.

As for the two officers, although only half of them comprehended out of ten, they were already emotionally agitated and overjoyed.

After that, even if Duan Tiannan's face was displeased, they still bowed respectfully three times before leaving.

At this time, it was the unitary hour (five o'clock in the afternoon).

Several people left the martial arts arena and strolled back to Longhu Town by Yishan Lake.

It's getting dark.

Lake Yishan contains clouds that return late.

Hong Fan looked left and right, and saw that the Ting Mountain in the east was as dim as Dai, and the wild grass in the west was as ethereal as smoke.

"Brother Duan, those two military marquis are your disciples?"

He asked, not quite like it in his heart, just to start with it.

(End of chapter)