"Iron Horse Rushing ---" "Huo"

"Rampant ---" "Huo"

"Earth-shaking ---" "Huo"

In the capital of the Great Chu Dynasty of the Heavenly Emperor Continent, when the general of the dynasty broke through the courtyard of the enemy's mansion, bang, fist wind, air waves, exhalation and shouting, one after another, every 'Huo' was like a flat thunder.

A small green bird swept overhead.

"The sky is falling apart" 'Huo'

Its tiny brain burst on the spot and fell straight from the air.

The "horn" bird fell into the right hand of a middle-aged man in a black suit, the corner of his eye jumped, and his left hand waved: "Stop----"

Not far from him, eight young men and women, all dressed in black, heard the stop, they all withdrew their hands, their movements were neat, and finally at the same time, their mouths opened 'whew', and spit out seven long white mist.

That's right, it's seven, ranked last, the thinnest teenager, about sixteen or seventeen years old, his face is yellow, he can see that he usually has no nutrition, and when he finally finishes his work, one of the others spit out, and all the turbidity in his body is discharged, and he exhales like a sword, spurting out.

It was only him, his little face was flushed, and he vomited hard, but he didn't see anything.

The other teenagers on the side, one by one, couldn't help laughing, and a few of them couldn't help it, although they didn't make a sound, but their shoulders twitched, and they didn't know how hard it was to endure.

"Huang Zheng ---" The middle-aged man's face sank and he drank violently.

"In" the young man Huang Zheng, the young man who couldn't breathe, heard the cheers, subconsciously raised his head and straightened his chest.

"What are you still doing standing there? clean up this place, set up tables and chairs for a few young masters, and prepare for class. ”

Is it me again? The young man Huang Zheng's eyes flashed a trace of grievance, he lowered his head and went to the side to move the table and chairs, and held back, his father said well, I am a person today, and he is a person every day, and I am young, and I am under someone else's roof, what is it to suffer a little loss temporarily? A manly husband can give in, but cannot be humiliated, as long as he does not let people humiliate, suffering a loss is a blessing.

He read it over and over in his heart, comforting himself, while moving large and small tables and chairs alone.

"Sit down, I've practiced, now I'm in class. ”

"Wow" "Wow" As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, the other seven teenagers shouted happily, and one by one began to look for a place to prepare to sit down for class.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Huang is moving one to me. ”

"The movements are so slow, clumsy and clumsy, no wonder you can't practice anything?"

"Huang Zheng, I'll help you. "Among the seven people, there is only one girl, with a long melon seed small face and full moon eyes, and as soon as she speaks, she sees a shallow pear vortex on her face, which is very cute.

Hmph, in the crowd, after two teenagers glanced at each other, they secretly glared at Huang Zheng together.

At this time, the middle-aged man gently stroked the little bird with a burst brain with one hand, back and forth, and began the class word by word.

"I am a great Chu, to establish the country with martial arts, advocating martial arts, it can be said that the level of achievement of martial arts is the foundation of whether or not you can gain a foothold in our dynasty, you are all the sons and nephews of General Fang, General Fang has been on the battlefield all his life, invincible, you ----"

The middle-aged man's opening chapter must be spoken every day, sprinkled with hundreds of words, and the eight people below, except for Huang Zheng, listened to it one by one dizzy and sleepy, and their faces were full of impatience.

Only Huang Zheng moved seven chairs, stood upright, motionless like a mountain, standing quietly behind the girl's seat, pricking up his ears to listen to the middle-aged man's words.

The middle-aged man's name is Fang Han, he followed General Fang at the age of thirteen, and he used to be a martial arts master, but later he was plotted on the battlefield and was injured, so he retired to the General's Mansion and became the chief martial artist.

Da Chu established the country with martial arts, advocating martial arts, and the families of the major generals and ministers were all the same person as martial arts, and when teaching, they were mainly martial arts, and literature was secondary.

"Martial arts are divided into six levels: divine power, bone training, qi cultivation, condensation, inner dan, and psychic, your fist, now that you are fighting, there is already a banging sound, a strong wind is rising, and at the same time, it can also break through the soul of the bird, which is about to break through the ordinary, and reach the omen of divine power. ”

Huang Zheng's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he secretly shouted in his heart: "What, just now, as soon as the eight of us drank, the shocked birds all fell, and they didn't even break through the ordinary?

As if sensing the change in Huang Zheng's heart, Fang Han swept his eyes, looked at Huang Zheng, turned his head and continued: " Divine power, the power of gods and demons, according to legend, in ancient times, gods and demons were rampant, the human race was weak, our human race was just an ant slave in the eyes of the gods and demons, and the waste that could be pinched to death at will, only until there was a great top character in the human race, who stole the magic power of the demon race, created a martial art suitable for the human race, and taught the power of the gods and demons to the human race. ”

"Divine power, is no longer the power of our human race, the strength of our human race is only a few hundred catties at most, this kind of person is also one in ten thousand, the strength to resist a thousand catties of Dading, it is even more eternal to hear, this is almost the limit of manpower, and divine power, according to the talent of each of you, once you enter the realm of divine power, open the bow of a thousand catties, be the enemy of ten thousand people, the iron fist is fierce, invincible, in my Dachu, not on the battlefield, the divine power realm to fight ordinary people in the world, or a capital crime. ”

"But Sect Leader Fang, we heard you say before, the fist whirring, shaking the space, this is the Divine Power Realm, why aren't we yet?"

Fang Han smiled slightly: "The six layers in front, each weight is also divided into upper, middle and lower, ordinary people reach the early stage of divine power, the sound of punches is loud, shaking the space, just a punch, just by the fist wind can stun the secular warriors, in the middle stage, the fist sound is like thunder, sensational heaven and earth, the bird just now flew over, you don't need to shout, one punch breaks the air, you can be shocked to death, and then in the later stage, the sound becomes silent, the punch is like a shadow, silent, killing people in the unprepared, it is difficult to prevent." ”

"Your fists, although there are sounds, but they are intermittent and incoherent, they are the sounds that only appear when they break out, if the sound is continuous, the fists are loud, that is the real divine power. ”

He paused: "I learned martial arts at the age of eleven, and I only learned the small magic technique at the age of eighteen, and I have been practicing for thirty years now, but it is only the middle stage of divine power, do you think that divine power is so easy?"

"You are young, and you have a great general to teach you the Great Divine Technique, but although you have the Great Divine Technique as the foundation, it is not easy to enter the realm of divine power without three or five years. ”

Huang Zheng was secretly shocked when he heard it there, it would take three or five years to enter a divine power, this is still the seven of them, Fang Han said that in the three or five years, I must not be counted, so I have to practice until the back?

"Mr. Fang" The girl in front of Huang Zheng also asked: "I once heard the third uncle say that psychic seems to be not the limit of martial arts, is it true?"

"Of course. Fang Han's face was solemn, and his eyes were solemn: "General Fang lived on the side of the street when he was a teenager, and by chance he got one person to pass on his art for three days, so he became one of the three great generals of Dachu today. ”

"It is said that in ancient times, there was a divine realm above the psychic, and the divine realm also had six levels, and there was even a fairyland above the divine realm, there were clouds in the book, and the supernatural powers were practiced to the extreme to be able to move mountains and seas, long live the evergreen, and turn stones into gold---"

"What?" The two teenagers who were secretly staring at Huang Zheng just now were shocked, they could turn stones into gold in the end, if I didn't have money, I would light a lot of stones, wouldn't I be going to get rich immediately?

"Long live evergreen?" the girl touched her face, if it was like this for 10,000 years, it would still be quite good?

"Moving mountains and seas?" Only Huang Zheng clenched his fists, muttering to himself, his face full of infinite yearning.

"Class. Fang Hangang said that everyone was a little passionate, and suddenly shook their hands and floated away, and after the teenagers were stunned, they chattered into a ball.

"Huang Zheng, go, go to the kitchen to get some snacks and come over for this young man to eat, after a day of practice, I starved to death. "A young man with a small scar on his forehead is the one who just glared at Huang Zhengzhong, his name is Fang Yuan, seventeen years old, and he is the youngest son of the great general Fang Po enemy.

"What are you doing? You won't take it yourself, and Huang Zheng is not a servant at home, so ignore him. The girl grabbed Huang Zheng's sleeve and drank it at Fang Yuan.

Her name is Ye Qingwei, her father Ye Jieshu is the secretary of the Criminal Department of the Dynasty, Ye Jieshu's sister is Fang Podi's wife, and she is a cousin with Fang Yuan.

Seeing Ye Qingwei protecting him, the faces of the other six people changed greatly, especially Fang Yuan and another young man named Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng is Ye Qingwei's elder brother.

"Wei'er, you go away, what are you doing protecting him?"

"That is, but the son of a general, if it weren't for his father's death, he blocked a flying arrow for the general, he would have been sold elsewhere and become someone else's slave. ”

"The general agreed to his father to teach him martial arts, which is already a great gift, and he really thinks that he is also a young man. ”

"Everyone also learned the great magic technique 'Breaking Sky Fist', only he dragged us back, and until now, everyone can't learn the second chapter. ”

"It's, it's it, idiot. ”

"If you don't measure yourself, you can't learn martial arts, don't learn martial arts, you're lazy and lazy here. ”

Everyone talked about it, and the biggest anger was that Huang Zhengxue's progress was slow, and Fang Han wanted everyone to practice the first chapter together before he was willing to teach the second chapter.

Everyone thinks that Huang Zheng is too stupid and drags them down.

"Huang Zheng, Young Master Ben orders you now, go get a snack quickly--- "The more Ye Qingwei protected Huang Zheng, the more angry Fang Yuan's heart became, he stood up, and a finger had already pointed under Huang Zheng's eyelid.

"Don't go. Ye Qingwei gritted her teeth and stared at Huang Zheng deadly, with a faint tear in her eyes.

"If he doesn't go, we'll beat him up. ”

"Beat him, he won't be obedient now, and when he grows up, he will have it?

"All your food and accommodation belong to the Fang family, and Fang Dashao still can't call you?"

"If you beat him this dog, it's not pleasing to look at him, just a mongrel. ”

As soon as the man finally spoke, the figure in the field flashed, and Huang Zheng had a seizure on the spot, and his figure was like thunder, and he rushed in front of him in one step.

"Mowgli"

"Bang" a kite with a broken line of human image fell and flew out.

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