The scorching sun hit his body, Zhao Ziming not only did not feel uncomfortable, but felt warm and quite comfortable, he ran the nameless exercises, urging the internal force to slowly gather in the meridians, and then launched an impact on the bottleneck.

The bottleneck stood steadily, like a mountain, and usually, as soon as Zhao Ziming's internal force arrived, he was stopped and couldn't rush through.

This time it was different, Zhao Ziming felt that the flow of internal force seemed to be much more condensed, he gritted his teeth and mobilized all his internal force to swoop towards the bottleneck.

Thundered!

There was a thunderous explosion in my ears, and the steady bottleneck was shaken.

Zhao Ziming was overjoyed, slowly gathered the internal force that was dispersed, and hit away again.

The bottleneck was suddenly shattered, and the internal force was no longer blocked, flowing into the unfamiliar meridians everywhere, and at the same time, streams of heat gushed out from the depths of the flesh and blood, making Zhao Ziming's internal force rise sharply.

Three floors.

Zhao Ziming grinned, took out the mysterious picture scroll from his arms, injected internal force, and a golden light suddenly appeared on the third portrait.

In the next few days, Zhao Ziming focused on the Rolling Stone Boxing, and he had already memorized the boxing routines, but there were still some problems with the coordination of internal force and boxing, and he was not in a hurry, and tried again and again.

After entering the Ren team, the first small comparison came quietly, although the Rolling Stone Fist was not yet proficient, Zhao Ziming still had the idea of trying it, and challenged Ren Yi, but the result was beyond his expectations, he didn't even use the Rolling Stone Fist, and only relied on the basic boxing skills, and easily won the victory.

Zhao Ziming didn't know why, he simply didn't want to, what was the past, what is now, cultivating internal strength, practicing boxing, although life is hard, it is also simple and fulfilling.

At the end of the month, the Rolling Stone Fist has been completely mastered, and on the day of the big comparison, Zhao Ziming challenged the tenth of the Xin team, he used the Rolling Stone Fist, but he did not control the strength, and almost beat Xin Shi into a serious injury, and the Xin team taught him to stop him.

The head teacher Xi saw his performance in his eyes, and suddenly said, "Your name is Qianming, right?

According to the regulations, each person only has one chance to challenge each time, and cannot challenge continuously, but it is the general teacher who makes this suggestion, and the rules are not rules for the time being.

Zhao Ziming was wondering why his opponent was about to collapse at the first touch, so he only hesitated for a moment before agreeing to the words of the chief teacher.

Yi Yi looked ordinary, thin, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, he stared at Zhao Ziming and said slowly: "It turns out that you are Qianming, someone asked me to teach you some lessons, I originally thought that I would have to wait for a while, but I didn't expect you to progress so fast, but it also saved me a lot of effort." ”

Zhao Ziming raised his eyebrows, "Someone asked you to teach me a lesson?"

Yi Yi didn't mean to continue, his right hand became a claw, and as soon as his body moved, he appeared in front of Zhao Ziming and grabbed it with one claw.

Zhao Ziming snorted coldly, turned his hand and slapped Yi Yi's arm, defused the offensive, and without waiting for Yi Yi to change his moves, he stepped sideways, smashed out with a punch, and hit his chest directly.

B sneered, his chest and abdomen suddenly deflated, and his feet quickly retreated, Zhao Ziming followed, his fist was only a few inches away from him, but he just couldn't touch him.

The castration was exhausted, Zhao Ziming had to stop, Yi Yi stopped at the same time, his claws danced rapidly, and the shadow of the claws shrouded in the sky, which was dazzling.

The oncoming claw wind made Zhao Ziming understand that B must have performed martial arts, he took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and shot out towards the sky.

Suddenly, he heard a strange scream, took a few steps back, and the shadow of the claws in the sky suddenly disappeared. Yi Yi looked down at his red ten fingers, and his face twitched.

His claw skills were forcibly broken by Zhao Ziming with a rolling stone fist.

Zhao Ziming raised his hands, and on the back of his hands, blood marks were criss-crossed, looking terrifying.

Yet he laughed, "You lost." ”

Yiyi kept a calm face, "Really, don't be too happy. ”

Zhao Ziming pulled out the stance, took a few steps hurriedly, smashed his two fists horizontally and vertically, and beckoned to Yi Yi.

Yi Yi didn't dare to take it hard, but thinking that he had been in the village for many years, if he was forced to retreat by a newcomer who had only been here for more than a month, his face would be dull when he said it, so he took the plunge and used his fist to fight against Zhao Ziming.

After more than ten rounds, Zhao Ziming hit more and more smoothly, and between the swings of his fists, it was like two round stubborn stones beating up and down, although the movements were not beautiful, but there was a peculiar charm.

Yi Yi has a hard time, every time he touches Zhao Ziming, he feels like he is smashing on a stone, the stone has not changed much, and he is in pain to death, what makes him even more panicked is that now he can't retreat if he wants to, as soon as he retreats, he will have to show his flaws, and he will only lose faster.

In fact, at the beginning, if Yi Yi cooperated with claw gong with light work, even if he couldn't win against Zhao Ziming, he wouldn't lose, after all, the latter wouldn't work lightly, and there were big loopholes to be found between advancing and retreating.

However, Yi Yi is confident that he will underestimate the enemy, and he will fight his fist with his claws, and Zhao Ziming's fist power is beyond imagination, so it is inevitable that he will fall into disadvantage.

Zhao Ziming played heartily, the internal force was running more and more smoothly, and the strength in his hand was unconsciously bigger, suddenly, he shouted, his body turned in the air, his left arm was raised, and he smashed down.

As soon as the punch was struck, Zhao Ziming regretted it, in the previous fight, he only used more than half of his internal strength, even so, he still had the upper hand, and now he used all his strength, remembering the scene when he almost seriously injured Xin Shi, for a while, he was in a cold sweat on his back.

But the fist had already been shot, and Zhao Ziming couldn't take it back, so he had to try his best to control his arm and move it to the side a little, avoiding Yiyi's head.

Hearing the whirring fist wind above his head, Yi Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, the blood on his face faded completely, and his slightly numb scalp kept reminding him that death was just around the corner.

I don't want to die!" Yi Yi shouted frantically in his heart, but his throat couldn't make any sound, and his body seemed to be immobilized, and he couldn't move, and he could only watch the fist of death fall down.

Byi was not dead, unscathed.

Chief Instructor Xi stood beside him and held Zhao Ziming's fist with one palm.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... I didn't mean to. Zhao Ziming hugged his fist and saluted Yi Yi and said apologetically.

"Alright, you go down first. The head teacher stabbed Yi Yi, who had not yet come back to his senses, and frowned.

As if he had just woken up from a dream, B bent over the head teacher and returned to the queue in despair.

The head teacher Xi looked at Zhao Ziming with appreciative eyes, suddenly grabbed one of his hands, faced everyone, and said loudly: "His name is Qianming, twelve years old, and he has only been in the village for two months, I don't expect you all to be as good as him, but you must take him as the goal, practice hard, and practice martial arts, you know?"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The crowd shouted in unison.

After this comparison, the name of Qianming, no one in the young wolf village knows, no one knows.

Zhao Ziming was not carried away by the sudden fame, except for the small courtyard where he lived, his life was still the same as before.

After being promoted to Team B, the first thing he did was to come to the Zhuangzhong Arsenal and take martial arts.

The arsenal is located at the easternmost end of the young wolf village, is a four-story attic, the pavilion collects all the martial arts and exercises collected since the establishment of the lone wolf gang, which can be called the foundation of the lone wolf gang.

The reason why the Young Wolf Village is famous for the whole gang, and Meng Jian, who is an elder, is in charge is largely because of the existence of this arsenal.

After showing the storage voucher given by Team B to the gatekeepers, Zhao Ziming walked into the building.

The eye is filled with wooden shelves more than seven feet high, divided into several layers by horizontal boards, and each layer is neatly stacked with many thin or thick books, densely packed and innumerable.

Zhao Ziming was not in a hurry to choose, he stayed in front of each wooden frame for a while, and after feeling the placement of the martial arts secrets, he walked to the wooden frame where the light skills were placed, took out a few books from it, and read them carefully.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ziming walked out of the arsenal, and in his arms, he carried three thin books, which were a set of light skills, a knife technique, and a palm technique.

In the challenge with Yiyi, although Zhao Ziming won, he also realized his shortcomings, he practiced too little martial arts, and when he fought against others, it was easy to fall into passivity.

This time, he chose three martial arts in one go, just to make up for his shortcomings, and if he succeeds in all his cultivation, his strength will definitely be further improved.

Fortunately, the martial arts he selected were all ordinary goods on the first floor of the arsenal, otherwise how could he let him take three books at a time? It's not that Zhao Ziming didn't want to choose a better one, but the high-level martial arts were all a few floors upstairs, and he didn't have the qualifications to go up yet.

Three months later, it was the middle of winter, the cold wind was howling, the dripping water turned into ice, the birds and beasts were hidden, and the trees were withered.

It had just snowed heavily a few days ago, and the world was covered in silver, which was extremely enchanting.

In the woods on the west side of the young wolf village, a figure flickered around the forest, between advance and retreat, there was a hidden order, but it was a pity that the snow and rain brought up by the rapid march destroyed the light and agile footwork in the footwork.

As soon as his footsteps stopped, Zhao Ziming shook his head and sighed, this kind of weather is really not suitable for the practice of light exercises. He brushed off the snowflakes on his body, and suddenly his palms were wrong, and he put on a posture and clapped his hands.

I saw the palm shadows flying, like the front and back, like the left and right, changeable, elusive.

After the palm was completed, Zhao Ziming stretched out his hand and pulled out the big knife behind his back, slashed horizontally and vertically, and walked with the knife.

Since he got these three kinds of martial arts in the arsenal that day, Zhao Ziming has carefully figured it out, practiced diligently, and occasionally asked the teacher for advice on difficult points, and his progress has been flying.

Zhao Ziming also tried to perform two martial arts at the same time, but unfortunately it was difficult to do two things with one heart, and he almost forked in the road with internal strength, and he went mad and broke out in a cold sweat.

After finishing his homework, Zhao Ziming returned to the small courtyard of Team B, but ushered in an unexpected guest.

A medicine boy waited outside the door, saluted him respectfully, and said, "Senior brother, the medicine elder invites you to go up the mountain and go back to the medicine hall." ”