It's night,

"Whew-"

In a room somewhere in the inn, Yao Zhenyi sat cross-legged on the bed and pinched the trick with both hands, and after running the sword duel repeatedly for forty-two weeks, he felt the surging breath in the dantian, until he finally felt that it was almost over, and then he exhaled a breath of turbidity and opened his eyes.

After that, he frowned, and vaguely noticed some swelling pain in the meridians, and thought helplessly in his heart, maybe it was because of his own lack of cultivation, so it was very reluctant to run the sword duel now, and it seemed that he still had to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

"That's right...... And that boxing book!"

Yao Zhenyi seemed to remember the boxing book that Liang Zhongnian had given him before, but he kept the boxing book that he had never read until he remembered it.

So he opened the baggage, and there was the yellowed boxing book in it, which seemed to be some years, but it was well preserved, except for the surface that was a little old, the rest were not lost.

"I am on the top of the mountain, the sun and the moon shoulder and body, the mystery of heaven and earth, all things in nature in the heart, so the creation of a fist in eight styles, with eight steps out of the punch, a punch out, no one in front of the body, nothing outside the body, heaven and earth can be regretted!"

The young man turned the first page Hao Ran, and with the help of the candlelight, he saw the seal left by the owner of the boxing book, and his tone was not small.

"My generation of martial artists walk in the world, suddenly like a traveler from afar, the fist is high in the world, and the strong punch to the strong!

This fist is divided into eight styles, fists and fists are stacked, both offensive and defensive, one realm is more to one realm, Hinayana splits mountains and rivers, and Mahayana opens the world!"

"Shhhhh

Seeing this, Yao Zhenyi gasped, if Fang Cai's words were loud, then this is a little shocking, splitting mountains and rivers, opening up the world, he has always been steady, he is also a little excited to see this, comparing himself to the gods in the flesh, who doesn't want to have this feat?

It's just that when he saw the last sentence, his head was suddenly full of black lines, and he saw that it was written at the end, "Remember, if you can't practice this fist, you can find another way as soon as possible." ”

The young man was silent for a while, God knows what mood he is in now, and his excited and fiery mood was poured cold water by the last sentence, or is it cold to the bone, is this an encouragement to practice or a persuasion to retreat?

"Huh?"

His mind gradually calmed down, he opened the text of the boxing book, took a closer look, and found that the boxing techniques depicted in it were somewhat similar to those taught by Brother Liang, and even more detailed.

Presumably, after Brother Liang took the above boxing method and changed it, he taught it to himself briefly......

After a while, Yao Zhenyi put the boxing book back into the baggage, walked to the window and pushed the window open, and looked up, at this time the night was as cold as water, a bright moon hung in the sky, and a little breeze blew through it was very refreshing.

I saw the young man's figure flash, directly on the roof, standing on the eaves, looking at the surrounding environment, suddenly found that there was a suburban dense forest in the west, and after a while he made up his mind.

Immediately after that, Yao Zhenyi's waist was back, and his toes jumped violently, flashing on the roof.

"Whew—"

The young man was as light as a swallow, his figure as nimble as an ape, and he leaped up quickly with each tap of his toes, and the direction he headed was the dense forest in the suburbs.

"Whew—"

After a while, Yao Zhenyi finally flickered, and his figure suddenly jumped to the ground, and after stabilizing his body, he exhaled lightly, and then walked into the depths of the dense forest.

At this time, only a few insect calls were heard in the dense forest, and there were fluorescent spots in front of them, presumably fireflies waving their wings and emitting light in this forest, and there was only silence left.

After he found a seemingly spacious open space, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to recall the eight styles in the boxing book, Yao Zhenyi gave it the name "Dao Boxing", which was taken from the epiphany boxing intention, where the avenue was, it was the eight styles of Dao Boxing.

"Sand—"

The breeze gradually rose under the moonlight, and Yao Zhenyi only heard the sound of leaves being blown by the wind.

At this moment, the young man stood up, strode with his waist as a bow, stretched out his hands and clenched into fists, bent his right arm at the elbow and his right fist behind his waist, and raised his left fist in front of his body, high and nose together, with the center of the fist to the right, looking ahead.

Yao Zhenyi's mind is precipitated, like a monk sitting firmly in the rock, like Mount Tai, and then suddenly step out, hand out the fist and then close the fist, the young man is dressed in a Confucian shirt and sleeves floated with the wind, and after taking eight steps in a row and handing out more than a dozen punches, from the first little jerky, to today's flowing water, every time he hands out a punch, and then closes the fist, his heart is as calm as water without waves.

In the dark, Yao Zhenyi seemed to feel that he had entered some kind of strange state.

At this time, he found that the boxing taught by Brother Liang before and the "Eight Styles of Dao Boxing" overlapped in his mind, the punches became faster and faster, the punches became more and more stable, and his figure became more and more blurred under the moonlight.

The fists were stacked on top of each other, and one punch was added before the punch was completed, until the last punch broke a hundred, and the sleeves actually brought up a violent sound of breaking the wind, and there was a slight crackling sound faintly, like a bellows quickly pulling the drum.

What the young man didn't know was that when the big dragon punched and handed over the punch in his school, the small gravel and leaves around him quietly moved, stirring up fine dust with every step, and Yao Zhenyi, who was intoxicated, did not know that within a radius of a few feet under his feet, a yin and yang pattern was vaguely formed, and the small gravel and withered yellow leaves slowly turned.

"Whew—"

It wasn't until Yao Zhenyi felt a little exhausted that he stopped, and the monk was able to perform the magic spell by condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Wufu is no exception, the three essences and spirits are indispensable, and the most important thing is that breath.

As the saying goes, a martial artist is like a monk condensing in one breath.

"One punch to break ten thousand laws!"

For some reason, Yao Zhenyi suddenly remembered that in Baiju Town before, Brother Liang broke the three thousand flying sword formation of the young master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with one punch, and this sentence appeared in his mind.

It's just that he suddenly smiled and shook his head, he was still too delusional, what realm is Brother Liang, what realm is himself, and he still has to take his time when he practices martial arts, and he can't become a big fat man in one bite.

"Ahh

Just as Yao Zhenyi turned around and was about to go back, a scream suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest.

He frowned, and then his figure jerked in the direction of the source of the sound.

Deep in the forest,

A disheveled barefoot girl desperately fled forward, only to see her clutching the injured arm of her left hand, looking behind her as she ran, her eyes full of panic, but her feet were suddenly mixed with a dead wood trunk, and she stumbled forward.

"Where are you going to run away?!"

At this moment, an angry shout came from behind her, and the girl who fell to the ground turned around in horror, only to see a big man in a cloth shirt running with a long knife.

The big man in the cloth shirt saw that the girl fell to the ground, and her clothes were untidy and she looked weak, so he stopped and walked over slowly, and snorted coldly, "Evil animal!"

The girl fell to the ground, clutched her injured arm, and then said with a pitiful cry, "Woo-what did I do wrong?!, why do you have to kill me......

Under the bright moonlight, the girl's pear blossom with tears, I see the pitiful appearance, coupled with the untidy clothes, there is a vague feeling of bewitchment, and it is difficult for anyone to control it.

Oddly enough,

When the big man in the cloth shirt heard this, his eyes were still clear, and instead of feeling pity for this, he rebuked angrily with a cold expression, "Evil beast!

As soon as the words fell, he raised his long knife and was about to stab the girl on the ground to death.

"Knock—"

Just when the long knife fell, and the girl was ready to fight desperately, a figure flashed out, first smashed the knife with a punch that covered her ears and thundered, and the falling blade was missed, and then quickly picked up the girl on the ground, and the toes were a few feet away.

The figure that suddenly appeared, Hao Ran was Yao Zhenyi, who had just rushed over, only to see that he first gently put down the frightened girl in his arms, and then smiled apologetically at the girl, and turned to look directly at the big man.

And the big man in the cloth shirt had a cloudy face, withdrew his long knife and stuck it in the dirt under his feet, his sharp gaze met the young man, and said coldly, "Boy, do you know what you are doing?!"

When he saw the young man with a wine gourd and a wooden card tied around his waist, and then saw that he was wearing a Confucian shirt, he couldn't help but be stunned, Confucian?

In the whole world, only the gentlemen and sages of Confucianism can wear jade or wooden cards, but looking at the appearance of this young man who is only a teenager, I am afraid that he has not even reached the age of the crown, how can he be the protégé of Confucianism, let alone the gentleman and sage.

Thinking of this, Dahan's expression softened slightly, and he frowned and asked, "Confucian protégé?"

Yao Zhenyi smiled and shook his head, although this wooden plaque was given by Mr. Su, he was neither his protégé nor recorded in the Confucian classics.

Hearing this, the big man in the cloth shirt frowned even more, "Since you are not the protégé of Confucianism, then you should not meddle in this matter!"

Who would have thought, the young man still shook his head and smiled, "No." Unless you let her go. ”

At this moment, Yao Zhenyi felt that his sleeves were being pulled, he turned his head, and saw the girl behind him staring at him pitifully, and then bit his lip and whispered, "Childe, the little girl has thanked her for saving her life here, but she ...... You'd better get out of here, you're no match for that man. ”

Hearing this, Yao Zhenyi shook his head with a smile and did not reply, but turned his head away.

Seeing that he was so persistent, the girl couldn't say anything, but she made up her mind in her heart to protect this young man even if it would lead to a catastrophe.

And the big man in the cloth shirt obviously saw what happened to Fang Cai, and sneered at Yao Zhenyi and asked, "Boy, do you really want to save her?!"

Yao Zhenyi nodded and did not speak.

"And do you know who she is?"

Dahan asked again, strangely with a hint of pity in his tone. In his heart, Hao Ran already regarded the young man as a hairy boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

When the big man said this, the girl's heart suddenly chuckled, her face turned extremely white in an instant, and the silver teeth bit her lower lip without even noticing the bleeding.

Yao Zhenyi opened his mouth to speak this time, only to see him say solemnly, "Who she is, I don't know and I don't know." All I know is that when you pursued her, she just kept running for her life, but she didn't fight back. ”

The man in the cloth shirt actually wanted to tell the boy that she was just injured, not because she didn't want to fight back!

It's just that he has never been unreasonable, so he sneered at Yao Zhenyi, "If you want to save people, then good, let me see how capable you are!"

"Boom!"

Words fall,

The big man drew his knife violently, and his body jumped up with a stamped foot, and rushed towards him with a long knife in his hand, and the sword light flashed in this dense forest in an instant.

At the same time, Yao Zhenyi's figure also jumped up, but instead of running towards the big man, he dodged the blade sideways and quickly landed on the other side.

It's just time to try that set of "Dao Boxing"!

Thinking of this in his heart, a trace of fire flashed in the young man's eyes, Brother Liang said that martial arts need to sharpen the realm between life and death the most, if you only bury your head in hard practice, but do not go through life and death, it will always be like paper paste, and it will be broken when you stab it. Only by fighting to the death can we thoroughly temper the foundation of martial arts!

When the blade came again, Yao Zhenyi handed out a punch, smashed it on the blade of the knife and shook the big man back, feeling the swelling pain from the fist on his hand, a little helpless, after all, his physique was not strong enough.

In battle against the enemy, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road.

One person stabs and the other punches, but the former chases and the latter dodges.

The man in the cloth shirt was puzzled, and then he realized that the young man was actually a martial artist? But he couldn't even see that he was a martial artist of several realms, could it be that he was really a disciple of which mountain?!

The most important thing is that that kid's boxing is very strange, and he has been dodged several times, not facing the enemy head-on, but desperately dodging?

It's just that

After all, the big man is more experienced in fighting the enemy than the young man, and when he slashed out again, a knife light split directly between his horizontal hands, and it was a little late for Yao Zhenyi to react, just when the knife light was about to split into his chest with a blood flower, the wooden card given by Mr. Su on the young man's waist was actually shining, and the big man slashed down with a knife but slashed on an enchantment that could not be seen by the naked eye!

"Poof—"

The big man was rebounded by that layer of enchantment, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the long knife of the tiger's mouth cracked out of his hand and flew directly into the ground on the side, while he himself was stunned and fell to the ground with a bang, life and death are unknown.

Yao Zhenyi was also uncomfortable, although the big man's blade did not hurt him, but a little knife qi fell on him, causing a surge of qi and blood in his body, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground with an unstable body.

Glancing at the big man in the cloth shirt who had passed out in the distance, the young man barely stabilized his body, felt the swelling pain from the meridians, suppressed the qi and blood in his body caused by the knife qi, and staggered towards the girl who was crying with joy.