"You, how could you?"

No. 2 was frightened, although his acupuncture points were not as skilled as Tang Yan, but these four rain flying flower needles were definitely more than enough to fix an ordinary human being, but now, the muscular boy in front of him who had been fixed by him and couldn't move was now standing up again.

When he stood up, he was so relaxed, so calm, as if the silver needles on his four big points did not exist at all.

Zhong Shao wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingers, spat on the ground, his face was like a tiger, and his domineering attitude was abnormal, he said:

"Tangmen's method of fixing acupoints is indeed very tricky, ordinary people are sealed four big acupoints in a row, and it is impossible to stand up again, but if there are only three, then the situation is different. ”

"How is it possible, my acupoint fixing method has always been accurate, how could I miss a place?"

"It's true that there is nothing wrong with your acupuncture method, but you would never have imagined that in this world, there is a kind of exercise called dividing the muscles and bones, and this kind of exercise can shift the acupoints in a short period of time. ”

"What are you talking about? How is this possible, dividing the muscles and bones is the secret method of the South China Sea Buddhism, and as far as I know, it has not yet been introduced to the inland of the Central Plains, how can you be?"

"I was fortunate enough to meet a monk from the South China Sea who came inland to preach, and received some guidance, although this part of the muscles and bones has not yet mastered the mastery, but to move an acupuncture point, it is still possible. ”

To crack the No. 2 acupuncture point, it is enough to remove an acupuncture point.

No. 2 listened to Zhong Shao's words and became angry.

Why, why do others always have all kinds of adventures, why do they always target me!

Rainstorm pear blossoms, out!

There is only one needle, but the murderous aura is already overwhelming.

Zhong Shao, he didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyes.

"Dangchang!"

The sound was crisp, as if the pear flower needle had hit some metal barrier in a rainstorm, and it was directly ejected far away.

In the air between No. 2 and Zhong Shao, I don't know when, there was an extra layer of barriers emitting golden light, and the golden light flickered, as if it would disappear immediately, and it seemed that it would always exist.

"This is, the bell jar!"

"Martial Arts - Henglian, Golden Bell Jar. ”

As everyone knows, the horizontal practice method is divided into iron cloth shirt and golden bell jar.

This horizontal practice method is different from ordinary exercises, it requires years of continuous training of the physical body to practice, and once you are lazy in the middle, you will fall short.

Therefore, although the defensive power of the horizontal practice method can be described as a unique level, there are very few people who are really willing to practice this method, and even if they make up their minds to cultivate, they will only choose one of the iron cloth shirts and golden bell jars to practice.

It's just that Zhong Shao is different from ordinary people, he practices both, and he practices both very well.

Regarding this, Shui Han had no doubts, because only he, who lived next door to Zhong Shao, could most deeply appreciate Zhong Shao's usual hard cultivation.

Shui Han's own hard work is only a matter of recent times, through this period of hard cultivation for a short time, Shui Han's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and Zhong Shao, he has always insisted on the cultivation intensity no less than Shui Han, all the way to today.

He is already a genius of body refining, coupled with his own diligence for more than ten years, how can it be difficult to get him with only two horizontal cultivation methods?

The reason why Zhong Shao practiced the two kinds was because there was an essential difference between the iron cloth shirt and the golden bell jar, although both belonged to horizontal training, but the iron cloth shirt directly strengthened his own body, and the golden bell jar was formed by the imperial qi to form a barrier to defend the periphery of the body.

Although Zhong Shao has absolute confidence in his own strength, he is not blind, he knows that no matter how strong his body is, it will never be able to reach the point of being unshakable, and once his proud body is clamped, the external barrier will become his last bargaining chip, so he has to cultivate both horizontal training.

What he pursues is a perfect defense that is foolproof and has no loopholes, because he can no longer tolerate any failure.

He lost his mother to the last failure, and then he swore that there would be absolutely, never, no next time.

"I'm a man who wants to reach the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, how can I be easily defeated by you bastards!"

Zhong Shao, roared.

Number two, shocked.

This muscular boy looks like he is no more than ten years old, and his martial arts attainments have reached such a terrifying situation, not to mention the previous hugging fist for the time being, and the unpopular exercises such as splitting muscles and wrong bones are also ignored, just these two already proficient horizontal practice methods are enough to make people amazed.

How difficult it is to practice horizontal practice, only those who have practiced it can best understand it, No. 2, who has practiced horizontal practice before.

In the past, like Zhong Shao, he pursued a strong body formed by refining his body, and he would also practice day and night every day, until one day, his proud body was directly killed by the ironclad soldiers.

He began to doubt, is it really worth it for him to practice the horizontal practice method so hard to be strong, in the end, a reformed iron man can defeat himself effortlessly, this day and night cultivation, wanting to train a perfect body with his own efforts, coupled with the unparalleled secret weapon in the Tang Sect world, since then, he has left his own legend on this river and lake, such a dream is really ridiculous.

So, he gave up his cultivation and became a Shura soldier.

He had never regretted his decision, because in his opinion, the stupid self who cultivated back then was just a frog at the bottom of a well who only knew how to daydream.

In this world, there are some gaps that cannot be bridged by one's own efforts, just like the strength of the human body, which can never be compared to steel.

Yes, this is indeed a very correct point of view, he has indeed obtained a body that is hundreds of times stronger than ordinary humans, he has achieved his daydream without much effort, he has killed whoever he wants all these years, he can do whatever he wants, he is happy, unrestrained, he has lived happily after giving up his human body, he has never regretted it, not even the slightest nostalgia for the past.

However, why, why is he facing Zhong Shao at this moment, facing this muscular boy who is the same as his former self, facing this former self who has long been abandoned by himself, and facing this muscular and angular body, full of strength and charm, he actually has some feelings of regret, not only regret, but he is even a little envious, envious of the young man in front of him who has always insisted on his martial arts dream.

If I hadn't denied myself at the beginning, but had been refining my body day and night, I would have been like him now.

This perfect muscle is really handsome.

No. 2 glanced down at his iron-armored body, and an inexplicable bitterness grew deeper and deeper in his heart.

Tang Seventeen, why did you live like this?