After practicing for a day, Fu Qingyun happily returned to his residence and went to the wooden house next door to find Lin Zhengjun, wanting to tell him about his entry into Chu Wutang to practice martial arts.

Although the brothers spend less time together now, they have to get together every day when they go back to the house to talk, which has almost become a habit for the brothers.

Fu Qingyun pushed open the door and saw that Lin Zhengjun had not returned, so he went outside the house to wait.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, and Lin Zhengjun had not yet returned, Fu Qingyun secretly wondered in his heart, and walked towards Feihe Hall.

Chuwutang and Feihetang are located on the east and west sides of the Crescent Lake Valley, guarding the two mountain and forest secret roads entering the village. At this time, it was the spring of March, all the way to the lake, only to see the willows on the shore of the lake, wild flowers everywhere, and the spring was pleasant.

Fu Qingyun was walking and watching, he was intoxicated by the spring color of the garden, and when he was relaxed and happy, he suddenly heard the noise of noise in the forest, and there seemed to be Lin Zhengjun's cry vaguely. Fu Qingyun's heart tightened, and he hurriedly ran towards the forest.

As soon as he entered the forest, he saw a circle of open space in the forest, Lin Zhengjun was curled up on the ground, holding his head in his hands, surrounded by three fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, who were punching and kicking him. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man holding a folding fan stood on the side and pointed, smiling hippie. A young woman beside her, with tall breasts, was not very beautiful, but she was full of charm and sultry eyes, and she was talking and laughing with the boy on the side.

Fu Qingyun was furious, roared, rushed forward with an arrow, knocked one person to the ground with a fist, separated the other two, and pulled Lin Zhengjun up.

These young people, Fu Qingyun saw them when he went to Feihe Hall to see Lin Zhengjun practicing martial arts. The young woman standing on the side with a folding fan in his hand was called Chu Wenyu, the son of Chu Mingshan, the master of the Feihe Hall, and the young woman was named Sun Xiaocui, and Chu Wenyu and Sun Xiaocui were both Zhuang Wu. The three boys surrounding Lin Zhengjun are Sun Xiaocui's younger brother Sun Jianyao and Chu Wenyu's cousin, and the other two are Chu Wenyu's cousin and cousin, one Chu Wenlong and one Wang Zhicheng.

"What's going on?" Fu Qingyun asked.

Lin Zhengjun's cheeks were bruised, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and he said indignantly: "Senior Brother Sun maliciously insulted my father, and he lost again when he was single-handed, he was not convinced, and he wanted to compete again." ”

It was Sun Jianyao who was knocked down by Fu Qingyun, he got up from the ground angrily, his face was swollen on both sides, and he cried and said, "Sister, this wild boy beat me with a dead hand!"

Sun Xiaocui rushed over and touched Sun Jianyao's face in pain, and shouted: "You deserve it! You have been practicing for more than a year, and you can't beat it after only a few months of coming in, and now you can't even beat a person who is going to die." ”

Hearing what Sun Xiaocui said, Fu Qingyun suddenly woke up, and he actually knocked over the martial arts students who had been practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall for more than a year.

Just now, he was only focused on Lin Zhengjun, and he didn't notice anything strange, and when he heard Sun Xiaocui say this, Fu Qingyun was stunned and looked at his hands in disbelief.

Fu Qingyun then remembered that when he rushed over just now, Sun Jianyao heard his roar and his backhand was a punch. He seemed to have seen Sun Jianyao's momentum a long time ago, and he easily avoided it with a shake of his body, and then punched Sun Jianyao in the face, full of strength, and beat him to the sky.

"Could it be that you have practiced the 'Overlord Nine Styles', it is impossible! The 'Overlord Nine Styles' have only been practicing for a day, so it must be the cultivation of the 'Great Light Sutra'. Fu Qingyun thought to himself: "Although he was poisoned, the cultivation of the 'Great Light Sutra' has never slackened. Since "Guanlian", his facial features are sharp and extraordinary, and he feels that everything around him is vivid. Moreover, every time I "watch the lotus", the abdomen is warm, and after the third jade lotus is presented, the warm air in the abdomen becomes more and more obvious. ”

"Could it be that this is the so-called internal force true qi!"

"When I punched just now, there was indeed a feeling of air gushing out of the dantian. Yes, Taoists say that meditation cultivates the mind, contemplates the ability to nourish qi, visualizes the jade lotus, the body enters deep silence, and the divine consciousness and essence have been greatly condensed, no wonder he easily avoided Sun Jianyao's fist just now. ”

Fu Qingyun was thinking about it, Sun Xiaocui shouted angrily: "You actually ran to Feihe Hall to commit murder, your brothers are too arrogant!"

Seeing Sun Xiaocui's pale face and looking like he was going to be eaten alive, Fu Qingyun said angrily: "Senior Sister Sun, don't spew blood, just now it was obviously the three of them who bullied Zhengjun." ”

Chu Wenyu said sharply: "What are you, we Feihetang martial arts students are learning martial arts, how can we allow you to interfere!"

I saw Chu Wenyu's sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, collapsed nose bridge, thin lips, and a folding fan on his hand, which was extremely frivolous.

"The rules of the villa, learning martial arts, one-on-one, and being outnumbered by the crowd, violates the rules. Fu Qingyun was-for-tat.

"Okay!" Chu Wenyu folded the fan, and said angrily: "Since you said the rules, then follow the rules and fight again." ”

Although Chu Wenyu is a gentleman, he is finally gifted, and he has followed his father Chu Mingshan to lay a good foundation since he was a child, and he has already become Zhuang Wu, and he is also a leader among the Zhuang Wu in Feihe Hall, and he is a little arrogant capital. According to the rules of the villa, Zhuang Wu is not allowed to fight with the martial arts, and he will be punished with whipping at the light and punished from the villa, so only a few martial artists can do it in the field.

"Fight, fight!" Fu Qingyun stood in front of Lin Zhengjun, stood up, eager to try.

"Brother, forget it, let's go!" Lin Zhengjun's face was dark, and he pulled Fu Qingyun and said.

"I want to leave when I hit someone, where is our son's face to rest?" Sun Xiaocui provoked.

"Wenlong, you go!" Chu Wenyu instructed. Among the three, Chu Wenlong is the oldest, and has been practicing martial arts in Feihe Hall for more than two years.

Chu Wenlong had round shoulders and a wide waist, stepped forward proudly, and said with disdain: "You look like tuberculosis, be careful that the master will beat your lungs out for you." ”

"Brother, let me come!" Lin Zhengjun knew that Fu Qingyun was sick, and he was afraid that he would not be able to carry Chu Wenlong's fists, so he thought that he had practiced martial arts in Feihe Hall for a few months, although he couldn't beat Chu Wenlong, he could always take a few more punches.

Fu Qingyun said: "It's okay, brother knows it in his heart!" In fact, Fu Qingyun didn't have a bottom in his heart at all, but he just knocked over Sun Jianyao with a punch, and he was eager to try it in his heart, wanting to see if it was the reason for the "Great Light Sutra".

"Come, this master will let you punch first!" Chu Wenlong patted his thick chest and pricked a horse step, wanting to punch Fu Qingyun.

"Okay!" Fu Qingyun was not polite, opened the "Overlord Nine Style" posture, and slapped towards Chu Wenlong with one move "Hidden Dragon Tengyuan".

Seeing that Fu Qingyun's face was pale and his face was sickly, Chu Wenlong didn't pay attention to it. Who knew that Fu Qingyun was born tall and big, with long hands and long legs, as soon as this posture was pulled away, it was full of momentum, Chu Wenlong's heart was timid, and his body quickly flashed to the left, but his right arm was still hit by Fu Qingyun. Chu Wenlong only felt that his shoulder was hit by a hammer, and he exclaimed, and his body flew upside down and fell to the ground.

Chu Wenlong hugged his right arm, grinning in pain, obviously the force of the palm just now was not light.

Chu Wenlong was furious, got up with a disgraced face, his eyes widened angrily, and he hit Fu Qingyun with a left hook.

Although this punch was fast, after Fu Qingyun cultivated the "Guanlian", his sense was keen, and when Chu Wenlong punched, he had already seen its coming, turned his body, let go of his fist, and slapped Chu Wenlong's left arm with a palm.

A palm was issued, Fu Qingyun only felt a warm current gushing out of the dantian, and the qi moved with the momentum, and the palm was struck firmly on Chu Wenlong's left arm.

"Whew!" Chu Wenlong howled, fell to the ground again, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Brother, you are so amazing!" Lin Zhengjun said excitedly.

Fu Qingyun said angrily: "I haven't told you yet, I have entered the Chu Wutang, and what I used just now was a move 'Hidden Dragon Tengyuan'." ”

When Chu Wenyu heard about Chu Wutang, his face was even more ugly, and he said sharply: "Wang Zhicheng, you go!"

Wang Zhicheng was thin and thin, only as tall as Fu Qingyun's chest. He has also entered Feihe Hall for almost two years, but he has been messing with Chu Wenyu and his gang all day long, and his practice is also a hanger, which is even worse than Chu Wenlong. Seeing that Fu Qingyun was tall and big, he was a little frightened in his heart, and hesitated: "Brother, this guy is not small, this ......." ”

"Let you go, you will go!" Chu Wenyu shouted.

The corners of Wang Zhicheng's mouth twitched, and he stepped forward hard, not daring to hold it up, and shouted that he came up and smashed Fu Qingyun under the ribs with a punch.

Fu Qingyun saw the trajectory of his blow clearly, and as soon as his body moved, he felt that his legs were suddenly numb, and his body had lost his balance, and he was punched by Wang Zhicheng firmly under the ribs.

Wang Zhicheng made a successful move, and his confidence suddenly increased. He was a lot shorter than Fu Qingyun, but he was much more flexible than Chu Wenlong. As soon as the right fist fell, another hook came over with the left hand.

Fu Qingyun hurriedly used a move "Dragon Stretching and Bending" to block, and his right hand was just halfway out, when suddenly the "Quchi Acupoint" was numb again. This time, Fu Qingyun saw it clearly, it was a small pebble flying from behind him and hitting the "Quchi Point" in his right arm.

Fu Qingyun was hit in the "Quchi Acupoint", and he couldn't use his stamina anymore, and he was hit in the waist and abdomen by Wang Zhicheng with a punch, and he fell to the ground and rolled around holding his stomach.

The waist and abdomen are the most vulnerable positions in the human body, and when he was hit by a punch, Fu Qingyun's eyes flashed with Venus, and his whole body was full of qi and blood, covering his stomach and rolling on the ground and screaming in pain.

Wang Zhicheng caught up and kicked a few times, Lin Zhengjun hurriedly stepped forward to drag Wang Zhicheng, and he also received a few punches.

"Brother!" Lin Zhengjun didn't know why Fu Qingyun suddenly became so clumsy, he was punched twice in a row, and he was almost powerless to fight back.

"Haha, Chu Wutang's tattered kung fu also dares to take it out and show ugliness. Chu Wenyu's face was full of disdain.