was caught off guard by this white-haired brute, who was not at all humane, and flew out with a punch, and the young man lying in the distance cursed, slapped the ground with one hand, and got up instantly.

Of course, Yang Twenty knew that the white ape wouldn't really hurt him, but its punch was obviously not a greeting after a long time of not seeing him.

The boy was like hitting a stone, his blood was surging, his muscles and bones were about to burst, and he was dazzled by the pain.

What kind of strength is this beast!?

What is the intention?

However, the boy has become accustomed to the unreasonableness of the white ape, and if this adult beast is really reasonable, then it may have to evolve into a human!

After the young man got up, he covered his abdomen with one hand, bent down slightly, made a defensive posture, and stared at the white ape.

He Yang Twenty felt uncomfortable in his heart, but the surprise in the white ape's heart was not small at all.

It's only been a few months since I saw him, and this hairy boy has already reached the King Kong realm?

The white ape also looked at the young man, his eyes full of puzzlement.

As a result, the sad boy was punched by the same punch from the white ape and flew out again, only this time to hit him in the chest.

This time, the boy lay on the ground, and after a long time, he shook up, and in addition to the unconcealable pain in his eyes, there was also a trace of angry resentment.

He was really punched by the white ape for no reason, and he was angry.

After getting up again, the young man pointed at the white ape and scolded: "Stinky monkey of dog days, unless you kill the uncle today, or Lao Tzu will not be finished with you." ”

The white ape grinned, very silly.

The boy in the distance was cold.

Another punch.

This time it hit the teenager directly on the forehead.

And he had no power to fight back.

After flying upside down again, I fainted directly.

Before fainting, the last thought in the young man's mind was: Damn, I already knew that I wouldn't pretend to be a hero!

The white ape came to the young man, and the position where he was lying at this time was a hundred paces away from where he had stood in the first place!

It is conceivable that although the white ape will indeed not hurt him at all, who can feel good after such three punches?

The white ape looked at the poor young man who was brave and righteous, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

The old man sitting in the bamboo building suddenly laughed.

The fire dragon is indeed a real fire dragon, but it is all transformed by the boy's own weather, and it is not a real Yuan Dan condensation.

What a big martial artist!

It's just that the Mixed Yuan Realm is still a Mixed Yuan Realm after all!

Therefore, even if the young man does not pretend to be a hero, these three punches still have to be obediently beaten.

And the three punches of the white ape are very particular, and they are the three dantian positions of the younger's lower, middle and upper levels.

The old man pressed his eyes, withdrew the trace of attention on the white ape, and nodded again, even so, it is rare in his life!

The white ape seemed to regain his clarity in an instant, first looked at the young man on the ground, and then looked back at the bamboo building, grinning disdainfully.

Then, a ripple swept in the bamboo building, and the white ape, like the boy just now, flew out upside down in an instant, smashing three big trees before stabilizing its body.

Then the old man's laughter came from inside the bamboo building: "Beast, I'm looking for doubts in my heart and planning for his future, where can you laugh!"

The white ape sat on the ground and whimpered, showing no signs of injury, just a little angry like a student who had been taught by his master.

Then the white ape got up dejectedly, picked up the young man with a bloody face, and after a few ups and downs, he came to the mountain stream under the waterfall.

It threw the boy into a puddle.

Moments later, the boy choked on the pool.

After waking up, the young man didn't care where he was, and quickly shook his hands to the white ape sitting on the shore, begging for mercy: "Brother Ape, I'm convinced, Lao Tzu can't take it, don't you punch again." ”

The white ape cracked its large mouth, revealing two rows of white fangs, but this time it smiled sincerely.

The boy still didn't dare to relax, and confirmed, "You really won't beat me?"

The white ape nodded.

The young man who sighed helplessly finally fell into the pool.

After washing the blood stains on his face, the young man came to the white ape and sat down, and after making sure that the white ape was really no longer crazy and beating innocents, he carefully explained: "It was the master who asked me to learn boxing techniques with you and let me use you to sharpen my martial arts, but it wasn't my attention." ”

Then the young man leaned closer to the white ape and whispered, "Where am I your old man's opponent, I know this very well! If you want to be angry, you should go to the master." ”

The white ape slapped the boy on the head, which fucking pot is not opened.

Unexpectedly, the white ape actually helped the young man rub his head again this time, and his movements were gentle.

Its eyes were clear, as if it remembered some past, and it liked the little cub a little.

So, starting from today, Yang Twenty will be all over this Hengshan, and he will really learn from the white ape.

Either next to the waterhole below this waterfall, or in that scenic valley outside the mountain stream, or on an open hilltop somewhere, or maybe outside the bamboo building early in the morning.

Because at night he was going back to the bamboo tower and guiding the fire dragon to run the true qi in his body.

The speed of the fire dragon is getting faster and faster, and it is indeed slowly growing, when the boy looks at the sea of qi, it is already the size of an earthworm, but every time its eyes are still a little dazed.

It's just that his magic fist method is really like that earthworm crawling, and he hasn't grown at all.

The old man's set of punches, Yang Twenty carefully calculated, there were a total of eighty-one punches, and it seemed that the fists and fists had to be superimposed to be more powerful.

It's just that it's been almost two months, and every time he faces the white ape, he can't hit the tenth punch, and he is slapped out by the white ape.

This is still the case when the white ape keeps giving him opportunities.

Early this morning, the boy walked out of the bamboo building and looked around, and there was no trace of the white ape in the valley.

In this case, he had to take the initiative to find the white ape.

The boy lifted his breath and began to run, and after a few steps, he flew through the air.

This is the boy now!

He can already fly away, although it is not as exaggerated as the white ape and Dugu Heng he has seen, but he can already leave the ground for a while, as for the final length of time, it depends on how long his true breath can last.

In less than a stick of incense, the boy crossed three mountains and came to the waterfall and mountain stream, where the white ape was waiting for him.

Needless to say, the white ape slowly got up and stood in front of the young man.

The young man did not attack with a punch as soon as he came up, but stood opposite the white ape with his waist crossed and said, "Brother Ape, do you dare to let me punch ten first?"

It sounded like a joke, but the white ape nodded without hesitation.

Even Yang Twenty wondered that since he was punched three times by the white ape, this guy had actually changed his attitude towards him greatly!

In short, it is for him...... Very good!

Almost anything a teenager asks, it will be met, just like it is now.

Of course, teenagers don't get an inch.

The white ape stood in place, and the boy began to punch.

The posture of the god shake fist is not very chic, and each punch is even more mediocre when taken apart, but when the boy punches a few punches in a row, the timing and direction of each punch are very intriguing.

The first punch, the boy smashed straight into the abdomen of the white ape, ordinary, let alone let this big man as steady as Mount Tai shake it, for it, it is not even tickling.

In the second punch, the young man jumped, from top to bottom, and smashed on the shoulder of the white ape, but he still bounced back.

The boy's fists didn't stop, he pulled out the boxing and continued to punch the remaining eight punches from different directions.

The white ape still didn't move, but the young man, on the other hand, didn't know if he had lost confidence or really lost his strength, but instead sat down on the ground and sighed.

This is still the result of the white ape standing and being beaten, if the white ape takes out an arm to deal with him as in the past, I am afraid that even these ten punches will not be able to finish in a row.

Of course, what the young man didn't see was that when he smashed his tenth punch on the back of the white ape, a straight line passed through the position on the chest of the white ape's body, and a stream of white hair floated up in an instant as if it was being invaded by a strong wind.

What kind of physique is the white ape? At this time, the young man who has not yet reached the real Vajra realm will naturally not know that if the white ape uses all his strength to collide with the stones of this mountain stream, the result will definitely be that the stones will burst and the white ape will be unharmed.

It's that strong!

The white ape walked over and patted the young man who was bowing his head and sighing, as if to comfort him not to be discouraged.

The young man said weakly: "Today, I'll practice the boxing process again, every time I make a move with you, I can't even punch the tenth punch, and I am interrupted by you, and if I continue like this, I will almost forget the next moves." ”

The white ape yawned, and actually didn't care about the boy, so he fell asleep next to the boy.

Yang Twenty was speechless in an instant!

Is there anyone you comfort others like that?

Of course, the boy will not be discouraged, anyway, what the white ape does is not under his control, he is just a coquettish at most, anyway, this guy is almost expressionless, and there is no extra feelings.

The boy got up and came to the edge of the waterhole, and with one move and one move, he shook his fist from the beginning.

He has long been familiar with every boxing fight and punching method, and he will definitely not forget it, just just joking.

When the boy finished the whole process of shaking the fist three times in a row, he suddenly realized a problem!

Although there were 81 punches in total, the boy found that many of them ended up at the same point based on the steps of his feet and his memory beyond ordinary people.

Even if the direction and stance of the punch are different, the place where the fist stays in the end coincides.

Then the boy suddenly thought of another question, if the white ape was a real enemy, would he really let himself pull out of the boxing and finish all the eighty-one punches in order?

Apparently impossible.

Since many times the punches land in the same place, why do you have to punch them in order?

The young man patted his head and said with annoyance: "No wonder the master said, 'The martial arts in the world are ever-changing, and when you are against people, there are differences'! ”

The young man was full of energy in an instant, and he was no longer the sluggish fool just now.

He pulled out the boxing again, and every move was like a dragon.

It's just that this time the boy does whatever he wants, and if he wants to play that move, it's that move, not in order at all.

After playing the eighty-one style again, it is hearty!

The boy did not wake up the white ape, who had fallen asleep, to get up and feed him boxing, but just like that, he took the trouble and tirelessly played this set of boxing techniques in the mountain stream as he pleased.

I don't know how many times he had beaten him, and when he came to the eightieth punch again, the boy happened to walk to a small tree as thick as his body.

Eighty-first punch.

The boy slammed his fist into the trunk of the tree.

There was a click.

The trunk snapped in response.

I see.