"Brother Cheng, there is a successor!"

In the stands, Luo Liang has been paying attention to the ring where Yan Chuang and Wei Quan are located, seeing Wei Quan losing eight people in a row, seeing Yan Chuang first pointing at the opponent and then pointing at Wei Quan, the boxing skills of both sides of the fight are visible to the naked eye, Luo Liang really couldn't help but marvel.

There is a successor!

It's not just Yan Chuang!

That Wei Quan, eighteen or nineteen, can practice the 'Tongqiao Iron Horse' and the 'Tiger Fist' to that point, and he is still outside the academy and in the martial arts hall, and this talent is not bad.

I heard that I have only been practicing martial arts for three years.

"Three years!"

"I have this attainment."

"No accident, in another ten years, the third generation of your Cheng family boxing will grow up completely."

Luo Liang was envious.

Cheng Jiaquan!

At that time, the three generations will be in the same hall, and it will be really bright.

Pity his family's 'Secret Sect Fist', but now, the inheritance has been broken. Headed by him, and further down, no one has become a weapon.

Sad, lamentable!

"Brother Luo is in his prime, don't worry too much."

Cheng Fengxiao's language was pale, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

In fact, he knew Luo Liang's thoughts the most at this time, because just four months ago, he and Luo Liang were exactly the same. If it weren't for Yan Chuang's enlightenment, even with Yu Jinpeng, Jin Yutang, and Wei Quan, the three of them would have made great progress, how much better could 'Cheng Family Fist' be than 'Secret Sect Fist'?

"Alas!"

"It's still your brother who is open-minded and passes on all the martial arts halls and Cheng family fists to this big disciple, and your big disciple is also angry."

"What about me?"

"My eldest son is obedient and obedient, but he is dull and does not open his mind."

"The second son is smart but smart, but he is rebellious, he entered the house early, and he didn't learn my 'secret sect fist'."

"I knew!"

"I knew that I should have passed on the boxing technique to Thirteen in the first place! Although she has a foreign surname and is a woman, Wanhua is her aunt after all. With her qualifications, with her heart, if I do my best to pass on her 'Secret Sect Fist', why worry about no successor! ”

Luo Liang also regretted it.

There was once an opportunity, there was once a good apprentice, in front of him, but he did not cherish it, until he lost it, until now, he regretted it.

But it's too late!

A baker's dozen?

Not bad indeed.

Cheng Feng smiled and thought of the child, and then looked at Yan Chuang in the ring, and also regretted a little: "Alas! What a mess they are doing! ”

Think back to these eight years.

It's like being stumped.

It's just out of my mind.

Cheng Fengxiao shook his head, came back to his senses, and looked down again, but saw that it was no longer Wei Quan who was fighting in the ring, but Yan Chuang-

"Easy-going and handy!"

"To do this, the body, waist and legs, and techniques must be skillfully combined, especially the waist."

He was on the stage, and he could clearly hear Yan Chuang pointing out his opponent while fighting.

Spit out the words and make the sound.

Loud and sound.

On the three-zhang high stands, the eyes and attention of the bigwigs were also attracted.

On Cheng Fengxiao's side with Luo Liang, Kang Sheng, one of the five elders of Songhe, approached Cheng Fengxiao and asked funny: "Master Cheng, your apprentice is really interesting, you still have the leisure to guide your opponent during the competition, I have lived for most of my life, this is the first time I have seen you." ”

"The inferior apprentice is a good teacher, which makes Senior Kang smile."

Cheng Fengxiao twisted and clenched his fists.

Kang Sheng waved his hand: "If you don't laugh, you can't laugh, you see, we old guys, which one will laugh at you?" It's too late to envy you, you can teach such an apprentice, but it really makes us envious! ”

Kangsheng's words are true.

When they live to their age, what they want most is not a disciple who can inherit the mantle!

But count carefully, who is under the door who can compare to this apprentice who is as good as Cheng Fengxiao!

"Not comparable!"

"It's not comparable!"

Kangsheng sighed.

Aside again.

There is another person, it is Duan Jiu, nicknamed 'Huayu', who is good at using swordsmanship, and is known as the 'Guangling Eight Murderers' with seven other ruthless people in Guangling County on the rivers and lakes.

Among the eight murders, flower rain is the first!

Then.

Duan Jiu glanced at the audience, then looked at Cheng Feng and smiled: "Brother Cheng, this disciple is not very old, but he has learned a lot. Not only is Cheng Jiaquan exquisite and exquisite, but he can bring forth the new and create his own 'tiger and crane double shape'. Even this partial 'word door boxing' actually has a very deep attainment, amazing! ”

Duan Jiu is a murderer, but he is not a hunky.

He was also amazed that a junior like Yan Chuang could actually refine the grandmaster's temperament, especially in this period, after ten years of Dayan Buwu, such characters could still emerge in the old school, which really hit the ghost.

"He's hardworking."

What can Cheng Fengxiao say?

He doesn't know anything!

Word door boxing?

This boxing method is considered a partial door among the eighteen boxing methods of Guangling Academy, and there is less practice and less understanding.

But what about Yan Chuang-

"The force trembles, the strength winds the silk, and the swallowing and floating gods are natural; The qi should be heavy, the merit should be pure, and the stickiness will destroy and vomit the gods. ”

"Li Yijun, the strength of 'Zimen Boxing' can be divided into silk winding, shaking, inch, and heavy."

"Look at me, hand to foot to body with me, strength in the feet to the legs, five toes grasp the ground and sink, footwork is stable like nails, this is the 'word door boxing, Shen Jin'!"

"With the urging of qi, first soft and then firm! It starts with the feet and starts from the legs. Dominating the waist, the five limbs are together, this is the 'word door fist shake strength'! ”

"Energetic like spring thunder! Be crisp and clean! This is 'Word Door Fist Inch Strength'! ”

……

Check it out!

Listen to it!

This explains! Here's the point! Whip in!

I don't know, I thought this was a professor of Guangling Academy's Zimenquan teaching!

It's just hilarious!

"Inch strength."

"Shake."

"Shen Jin."

Duan Jiu listened to it in his ears, chewed carefully, and calculated in his heart, and after a moment, he smiled at Cheng Feng and said: "Don't be afraid of Brother Cheng's jokes, the disciple's analysis of the strength of the word gate fist can even be used by me." ”

He sighed!

As soon as I entered the rivers and lakes, the years urged.

A new generation replaces the old.

He is over forty years old, fierce and declining, look at this newcomer, old and old!

on the field.

On a high platform.

Because of his face, he can admit that he was actually pointed out by his juniors and learned from the teachings of his juniors like Duan Jiu, and there is no one else.

However, Duan Jiuyi is by no means the only one who has learned.

Even.

Even Luo Liang.

Even Cheng Feng smiled.

The two of them also have gains!

In addition—

"Called Yan Chuang?"

In the center of the stands, Wang Kuan was independent, looking down at the ring below with his hands behind his back, and sighed: "Good seedling, it's a pity!" ”

……

Under the ring, all eyes are on.

In the stands, the bigwigs focused.

Yan Chuang first pointed out and then shot, combined with the subtlety of 'Zimen Boxing' and continued to explain, his voice was loud, and he listened to the lecture, and constantly had correct thinking feedback -

[Your 'Word Gate Fist' has been increased, and your proficiency is +5.] 】

[Your 'Word Gate Fist' has been increased, and your proficiency is +10.] 】

[Your 'Word Gate Fist' has been increased, and your proficiency is +22.] 】

[Your 'word door fist' has been improved, the three realms have entered the house→ the four realms have achieved a little success. 】

[Your 'word door fist' has been improved, the four realms have become slightly smaller→ the five realms have been integrated. 】

……

[Quest 1: Inspiration +1]

[Mission 2: Inspiration +4]

……

Inspiration!

Proficiency!

It's all skyrocketing!

Even Yan Chuang didn't deliberately practice and figure out the 'Zimen Boxing', during the previous two training halls, during this ring competition, he got all kinds of feedback, and his proficiency increased passively, and before he knew it, he had actually reached the fifth realm and was able to comprehend it!

Yan Chuang!

Really erudite!

……

Thanks to the familiar eyes of the big guy for the 10,000 reward, the first 10,000 reward, thank you very much!

PS: It's another day for Wan Geng!

(End of chapter)