The autumn wind is blowing, and because of its proximity to the north, the climate of Beiyan has always been much colder than that of the Tang Dynasty, and as for Xuanling, which has always been known for its hot and scorching heat, it is needless to say.

In the twilight of autumn, on the mountains of Chaohu Academy, there are still many dead trees left in the bare trees below the mountain, and the leaves are scattered and hanging on them, and the mountains are full of bright red flags, rustling.

Zhang Yuan stood horizontally in front of him with both arms, and his fists flowed, like a gurgling spiritual power that was rich to the substance, wrapping his entire hand into a fist.

He tightened his horse steps, closed his eyes tightly, between his eyebrows and eyes was like condensing frost, the wind was howling, the sword qi was flying, blowing his temples and black hair flying, steady as Mount Tai, standing on the top of the sword mountain!

A black shadow crossed the sky, and there was a leisurely whimper in the depths of the clouds, and the lonely goose flew away!

The force was heavy, the air in front of him slammed, and a huge hole was smashed, and the sword qi was messy, like the waves of the ten thousand rivers, stirring up layers of spiritual qi waves, and the entire space was drained up, and it was blasted out several feet away, and the momentum slowly stagnated, and the sword qi recovered again, filling this void!

The punch was extremely powerful, and after counting it all, Zhang Yuanyi did not choose to punch again, but frowned and slowly withdrew his fist strength.

Zhang Yuanyi's spiritual power on his hands was reversed, tracing back to the source little by little, his fist was like a thousand rivers entering the sea, returning to his body along the seven orifices of his upper body, and finally his hands were flattened, and he put on a posture of becoming a dantian, and exhaled a long breath!

After he stood up, he glanced at the palm of his hand, and there was some displeasure and even confusion between his eyebrows.

Ever since Zhang Yuan saw the image of his master, he knew that the path he had taken was completely different from that of ordinary monks, and he didn't even care what martial artists, qi refiners, and sword cultivators were.

Zhang Yuanyi felt it all the way to sword cultivation, after all, all his moves now are based on the sword in his hand, and the qi refiner is also very clear, the green dragon in his body, the majestic sea of qi of the power of the green dragon, and the powerful Yuan Shen are all proven.

But Wufu seems very unfamiliar all the way, except for being a little stronger, his own feelings for Wufu are almost zero.

The previous punch was a punch he imitated Wang Teng in the battle with Granny Dong at the exchange, Zhang Yuan has always believed in himself, and he has an unprecedented talent for martial arts, otherwise he would not have used some fur after watching Chen Daoxuan's heart swordsmanship, and he also used it flexibly with the white tiger, which amazed the four seats!

But Zhang Yuanyi never found the feeling of this punch, and kept trying to punch in various ways, whether it was spiritual power infusion, or sword cultivation and sword punching, it was all useless, as if a punch was wrong, so he stayed on the strength of the first punch, and could not swing the second punch.

Zhang Yuan looked at the palm of his hand and was stunned for a while, then slowly merged his five fingers and clenched them into a fist, he decided to try again.

Just as Zhang Yuan stood up and was about to throw his punch again, a clear voice came to mind from behind.

"Don't try, you're a blind man touching an elephant, you don't know the style of boxing, and no matter how many punches you throw, it won't help. ”

Zhang Yuanyi hurriedly looked back, only to see that on the huge stone tablet in Jianjian Mountain, a person was sitting leisurely on it, gently shaking his legs, it was Wang Teng.

Wang Teng is behind the bright sun at this moment, against the light, his hair is flying lightly under the strong wind, and he has to admit that he is indeed an extremely handsome and masculine man.

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes, covered his eyes with his empty hands, and said, "Brother Wang, why did you appear here?"

Wang Teng propped up the stele with both hands, jumped down from above, and landed steadily.

He patted his buttocks and hands, and said with a smile: "If I don't come, how do I know that you kid is stealing teachers?"

Zhang Yuanyi's old face turned red, and he said shyly: "I just practice casually when I'm idle, and I don't have any intention of stealing teachers." ”

Wang Teng saw Zhang Yuanyi's appearance, and laughed: "Forget it, I don't mean anything else, just learn it, anyway, it's not a secret technique, it's all a combination of ordinary Jianghu boxing techniques, it's not a big deal." ”

Hearing Wang Teng's words, Zhang Yuan relieved himself, stealing a technique on the rivers and lakes is a big taboo, it is very likely to lead to death if he is not careful, Wang Teng does not care about it, of course it is the best.

However, he did think about it casually, and it didn't mean much, and the main idea was to explore his own martial arts possibilities.

Wang Teng continued: "Of course I came here for business, after all, so long has passed, and about the Lu family and the Cui family, the academy wants to find you to re-verify." ”

Some time ago, the academy considered that Zhang Yuan was seriously injured, so it did not rush to find Zhang Yuanyi, and now that Zhang Yuanyi's condition has improved a lot, this hurdle is destined to be inescapable.

Zhang Yuanyi asked suspiciously, "Now?"

Wang Teng said: "Don't worry, it's morning, and you will be asked to go at night." ”

He picked a good venue again, glanced at Zhang Yuanyi from beginning to end and said, "I see that you are quite interested in boxing now, why don't I take you to practice?"

If one person is willing to help another person practice, especially the superior to the inferior, it is a rare opportunity.

On the one hand, when practicing boxing, the sparring partner will inevitably show his own boxing skills, boxing moves, and even boxing style more or less, after all, some things are inevitable, and beginners will definitely be affected when practicing boxing.

Therefore, whether it is in the rivers and lakes or within the sect, the people who practice boxing and martial arts are bound to be masters and elders, and the relationship is extremely close.

Wang Teng is willing to teach him boxing techniques in person, which means that the other party really does not treat him as an outsider, but really treats him as a brother.

Zhang Yuanyi was overjoyed, the master taught the swordsmanship and placed the Qinglong, but the only boxing method was not prepared for him, so he could only choose by himself.

Since Wang Teng said this, of course he was still very happy, he nodded, and said gratefully: "Great, then thank you Brother Wang!"

Wang Teng didn't talk nonsense with Zhang Yuan, his legs were slightly bent, his steps were in front, his arms were in front of him, and the other hand was on his shoulders, and he said in a deep voice: "Look at it!"

After that, the surrounding aura jumped and rolled, and a lawless place was instantly isolated out of thin air, like a small world of human body, self-contained.

He poked his front foot forward, although the strength was not great, but the originally calm and waveless body, the fist gang burst out like an explosion, and in an instant stepped out of a big pit on the ground, and the surrounding land was cracked into pieces!

His forearm was palmed, his elbow was bent, and he slapped down quickly, and with a bang, a cloud of smoke suddenly appeared in the air, as if a palm slapped on the dusty quilt, the momentum was huge, but it was fleeting, and the fist with it quickly closed and disappeared!

Wang Teng's punches continued, calm and composed, and he threw dozens of punches one after another in a few breaths, and his fists were bulging, but they only broke out for a moment, and then it was difficult to chase and disappear.

He made a punch, but did not delay while explaining, said: "This set of boxing methods is my own research, mainly based on the eight pole boxing and Tongjian boxing that are spread on the rivers and lakes, and combined with dozens of various kinds of mixed boxing methods, and finally fused. ”

"I can't go through the specific boxing techniques one by one, so I will mainly explain to you the essentials of martial arts of Baji Boxing and Tongjian Boxing. ”

"If you move, you will collapse and tsunami!"

I saw that his knees were slightly bent, and he suddenly lifted his breath, his arms were elbowed, and he rushed forward a few feet away, and the space in front of him, the hurricane was agitating, and there was a burst of explosion, like a god-man beating a drum, and the noise was in Zhang Yuanyi's ears, only to feel deafening and buzzing!

"Stillness takes root. ”

He put his hands into palms and slowly placed them in the dantian, and a long dragon-like white mist rose above his head, dancing and forming, and the whole person stood on the top of the mountain, as if he was standing on another mountain, standing still, not angry and self-imposing.

After a set of boxing moves, the clouds flow, like a calligraphy master, in a mood, holding the pen on the rice paper and waving the ink non-stop, a wave!

The entire Zhanjian Mountain is like experiencing a baptism of boxing, which is clear and pure for a while, and it takes a long time to recover as before.

Wang Teng sorted out the clothes and costumes that had been disturbed by the previous punches, and said: "To put it simply, Tongjiquan focuses on the output of the forearm, while Bajiquan is mainly based on elbow strikes. In my experience in martial arts over the years, explosiveness is about throwing a punch in the shortest possible time, and you have to use that punch to the extreme. ”

Zhang Yuan nodded his head and listened carefully, this kind of essence that can only be realized by relying on perennial experience is of course self-evident.

Wang Teng continued: "It's not enough to play to the extreme, you also have to be able to recover your fist strength in the shortest possible time, otherwise it will be a waste of strength." ”

"Most of the moves on the rivers and lakes, although there is no lack of martial arts methods with amazing momentum of opening and closing, but most of them are actually too much worse, basically just a showcase, and the fundamental reason is that the speed of closing is too slow!"

"If you think about it, just go forward and punch fiercely, but no matter how you close the punch, inherit the next style, if you win with one punch, it's fine, if you are dodged by someone, or you resist hard, you must have been cleaned up after a few strokes without waiting for the next punch. ”

Zhang Yuanyi suddenly realized, no wonder he had been feeling wrong with his punch just now, and he didn't even dare to swing the second punch, it turned out that he was in a hurry, and he was bent on punching, ignoring the steps of closing the punch.

Of course, just listening to this is not as effective as trying it in person, Zhang Yuan thought about it, his body bowed slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward, and then made a move to make a fist, and the fist exploded instantly, stirring his big sleeves and shaking violently!

But then, just as he shrank back with his front feet and wanted to make one move after another, he stumbled and collided with his left and right feet, and tripped and fell to the ground!

Wang Teng snorted and couldn't help laughing: "I told you to practice boxing, why are you still eating, get up quickly!"

Zhang Yuanyi smiled and scratched his head, "I'm really stupid, you help me watch me practice for a while." ”

Since it's still early, and the two of them don't have any urgency, it doesn't matter.

Although Wang Teng taught Zhang Yuanyi on the surface that there was no different color, in fact, he was frightened by Zhang Yuanyi's almost terrifying talent in his heart, and he was able to grasp the essence so quickly with just one teaching, Wang Teng thought that he couldn't do it.

And you must know that this martial art was created by him when he traveled to the rivers and lakes and personally integrated the strengths of hundreds of schools, and it took a lot of energy, if Zhang Yuanyi is a fool, then I am afraid that there are few people in the world who are not fools.

The rivers and lakes are big and small, a small vassal country can become a small river and lake, a behemoth of the Northern Yan Dynasty has rivers and lakes, and then the big is the entire Seven Star Continent, and even extends to the endless sea area, the rivers and lakes are everywhere, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are stories, which are wonderful.

In an extremely small vassal country on the border of Northern Yan, called Linquan Kingdom, there has been a well-known story in this small country for the past few years.

Legend has it that there was a man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was young and had no way of knowing where he came from, but he was strong in martial arts, profound in realm, and had a lot of martial arts without being complicated.

He was like a mud dragon, with an amazing momentum falling from the sky, he broke into the small rivers and lakes of Lin Quanguo, kicked all the way, challenged the fist sects of various major sects, turned over, and set off bursts of muddy water!

At first, the major gangs didn't take it seriously, but I just felt that it was a yellow-haired boy who didn't know what to do, and he didn't pay attention to it, but after a long time, he felt that something was wrong.

I didn't expect this guy to continue to extend inward from the periphery of Lin Quanguo, kicking the hall all the way, beating countless martial arts sects to the point that they lost their armor, and they had no power to parry, and they were like a bamboo!

When those big sects in the depths of the rivers and lakes reacted, that person had already bandaged his hands and came to visit.

The result, of course, without exception, was defeated.

This guy's challenge is extremely polite, and he is not aggressive, he basically stops at the point, and he really encounters the kind of unconvincing tricks or unites the entire sect to force each other, and he is also a little repaired by the person in charge, so he slipped away from the wind on his own.

Don't open the killing ring, don't win or lose, if you really want to say that there are any intentions, I'm afraid that a few people who have seen him punch can understand.

Every time this person defeats a sect, the next time he makes a move, as long as he is familiar with it, he will find that this guy's punch has already integrated the boxing techniques of the previous family, and it can be described as amazing to integrate martial arts in such a short time!

At this time, people knew the purpose of this guy, to practice the Fa by example, to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools, and to achieve their own bodies.

No one knows his real name, only that his surname is Wang, just like his fist style, he is the king of heaven when he punches!