"Bang bang bang... "Chen Feng kept waving his fists and feet in the martial arts arena, and he became more and more proficient and faster at beating the seven moves taught by his second uncle. It is said that punching a thousand times, and its meaning is self-evident. Since the last time he practiced boxing for the first time, he entered the bone forging, Chen Feng has gradually become obsessed with boxing, and the injuries on his original body have gradually healed, and finally he has been completely well after coming to this world for a month, thanks to the care of the second uncle and the village chief, who have sent tonic things from time to time, and even eaten seven or eight demon chickens. provoked the second uncle's family, including the second uncle himself, to swallow saliva and envy. Originally, Chen Feng wanted to secretly leave some for them, but unfortunately, under the stern gaze of the village chief, he could only eat them obediently. And the latter went satisfied.

It's been a month since he came to this world, and Chen Feng is no longer as lonely as he was at the beginning, and treats demon chickens as ordinary poultry. Strictly speaking, there are demon chickens and demon pigs, these two are the lowest level of demons, and it is said that the powerful tribes in the northern barbarians on the grassland have examples of breeding, but the Han Empire rarely has one that can be raised. The reason for this is because the chickens and pigs here are also extremely powerful, and even if they are weak, they are not something that ordinary forging bones can capture, so many times they have no power to restrain chickens to describe the difference between mortals and cultivators. The reason why it is called a cultivator is also strictly divided, and the cultivator refers to the lower three realms, forging bones, refining tendons and strengthening skin. Although there are not as many people as ordinary people, the overall number is also huge. There are more than 70,000 people in Lingquan Village, 7,000 of whom are forging bones, and 6,700 of those who are refining tendons. As for the solid skin, there are only three or five. The higher you go to the next realm, the more difficult it is to break through, and above the solid skin, according to what the second uncle said, comprehend the Tao, the entire Qingping Village, hundreds of millions of people, and how many of them.

It is said that Chen Feng's father felt the existence of the Tao when he was fixing the skin, so he was looked at differently by the owner of Qingping Village.

Tao, what is it? Tao is Tao, very Tao. The first sentence of the Tao Te Ching on Earth. At the beginning, Chen Feng also glanced at it, because it felt a little complicated, so he didn't look at it much, just this glance, let this sentence be imprinted in his mind. Sometimes in the middle of the night, when he couldn't sleep, Chen Feng occasionally read the novels in his mind. I have to say that the ability of this body is better than that of computer copying.

Those who don't have a master can't beat those who have a master, and this truth is the same in all kinds of novels. Chen Feng was a little distressed. Chen Hai came and went with just a few tricks, and he was able to bluff this eldest nephew at the beginning, but it was not fresh in the back, and he couldn't squeeze anything out of it, and even the posture in the back couldn't even look down on the kind village chief, so he scolded Chen Hai, saying that he was disrespectful to the old and deceived the child. It's a pity that the village chief is similar, and he didn't expect it, so he didn't go after Chen Feng ran around for a few days. It's also a few tricks of ordinary goods, and it's a proud treasure.

What to do?

If you don't have a master, you can't beat a master, and you can't learn a move that can't create a move...

That's right, Chen Feng slapped his thigh excitedly, how could he forget this.

It's a pity that I don't have much boxing stock in my head, but because I was curious before, I went to Baidu Encyclopedia to search for it.

Military physical boxing is a fighting fist in the army. Pay attention to fast and accurate, and promote strength, speed, and endurance. And it can not only grab and fight, but also ruthless, such as locking the throat and elbowing and so on.

After resting for a while, stand up, and the right fist is violently rotated forward from the waist and rushes out, the center of the fist is downward, and the left fist is closed at the waist at the same time, forming a left lunge. The first move of "Baidu Takeism" lunge...

The next move is a throat-piercing kick

Horses and horses are fighting sideways

......

One move and one style have a clear eye, sometimes I don't feel right, so I adjust it slightly, and occasionally use what the second uncle and the village chief taught to confirm. Chen Feng's boxing technique is very different from others', the military body fist is originally a part of the whole body that can be used to attack the enemy, which is very different from ordinary moves. Everyone on the martial arts arena gradually noticed the difference and gathered around.

"Hey, little madman, what's this trick?"

"The little madman quickly and honestly confessed, did you deceive the village chief's move to press the bottom of the box?"

"Hmph, I think these moves are very shallow, what kind of character is the village elder, how can he have such a crop style?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man named Ning Tan clenched his hands into fists and said disdainfully.

"I don't think so, these moves are ruthless, maybe you won't be able to please Ningtan when you play. ”

"An eight-year-old little doll, what's so great, it's young, but not necessarily when it's older. Ning Tan looked disdainful and said proudly: "Little madman, don't say that my brother bullied you, my brother only made one hand, and won this for you." ”

"Smack". threw out a small bag and threw it at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was quite annoyed, and grabbed it and said, "What are you doing?"

Ning Tan rolled his strange eyes and said with a sneer: "Don't you see what's inside?"

Chen Feng touched the bag made of blue silk suspiciously, and when he opened it, he found that it was a white cobblestone with a diameter of three or four centimeters, the white cobblestone was soft and white, smooth and delicate, and it was extremely comfortable to hold in his hand.

"Wow" to see the lively crowd as if boiling water fryed.

"This is a spirit stone, right? Ning Tan, this kid actually has such a treasure?"

"What? This is actually a spirit stone? Is it the spirit stone that costs a thousand gold?"

According to my father, many people outside may not be able to exchange it for 1,200 gold, madman, don't take the battle quickly, beat Ning Tan down, this baby is yours. Such a valuable thing must have been stolen by Ning Tan from his Lao Tzu to show off. After this village, there will be no such shop!"

Since Chen Feng practiced boxing for more than eight hours a day after he practiced boxing for the first time, and was reprimanded as a little madman by the village chief, this nickname spread, and within a few days, the whole village spread. For this hard-working and good boy, after all, he is only eight years old, and the favor of the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law is not there, and the little girl Chen Feng who is dragging his nose will only stay away.

However, the hard-working young and old generation are quite appreciative, so they are used to educate their own juniors, you look at others, only eight years old so desperate, looking at you, every day practice for two hours on the cry dad and call mother.

Chen Feng gloriously became a 'child of someone else'.

There are three surnames in Lingquan Village, namely Chen, Ning, and Hai. The strength of the three surnames is not much different, and there are constant in-laws between each other, you have me and I have you for a long time, and the older generation has no idea of being competitive, but who is better in the younger generation, who is more powerful, but it will often be used to fight, it doesn't hurt to be elegant, it's just fighting. However, young people are strong in blood, and it is normal to be stronger than a person.

In addition, the village chief made a small supplement every three days, and a big supplement in five days to send a big supplement to Chen Feng, and the demon chicken alone gave several of them, which was a good thing for five hundred gold, even the village chief's own grandson had not eaten much. Therefore, Chen Feng has also become the target of the young people in the village.

Chen Feng played with the spirit stone in his hand and said with a playful smile: "If you win, the spirit stone will be mine, what if you lose?"

Ning Tan smiled: "If I lose, I will be thundered!"

Chen Feng flatly refused: "This is impossible!"

Thunder is more advanced than a demon chicken or something, I don't know how much, just with the title of demon beast, it's not an ordinary mount. You must know that the demon chicken and demon pig are the lowest level of demons, and they are also comparable to forging bones and refining tendons, and demon beasts are at least at the level of solid skin. And later the second uncle said that Thunder was three years older than Chen Feng, and when he was a foal, he was swept by the rapids, and Chen Feng's father desperately jumped into the water to save the baby he picked up, although Chen Feng was lying on the hospital bed every day for so many years, Thunder also ran to the nearby mountains from time to time to get some good things for Chen Feng to improve.

Although he has only been in this world for a month, Chen Feng has long regarded Thunder as his brother.

Ning Tan's eyes rolled: "I'm a spirit stone, why don't you take the big gun left by your father." I can't look at the rest. ”

Chen Feng smiled slightly, everyone in Lingquan Village knew the strength of Thunder, even if he dared to give it, Ning Tan didn't dare to ask for it, and if he did, he would probably be beaten to death by the old man, or kicked to death by Thunder. Ning Tan was already in the refining period at the age of eighteen, and it can be said that he was only on the second day except for Chen Feng, plus he loved spears. And the spear left by Chen Feng's father is the best gun in the village. I'm afraid this kid is not thinking about a day or two. Finally, the second uncle is also a strong man in the village, and with the deterrence of thunder, no one dares to open this mouth. But if his son loses the baby left by his father, then there is nothing to say, plus Chen Feng forged his bones at the age of eight, with his qualifications, maybe in a few years, it will not be a son inheriting his father's business?

"It can be, but isn't it the New Year's Festival in a few days, anyway, the younger generation will compete that day, it's better to put it on that day, whoever gets the first place, the iron gun left by my father is his!"

Ning Tan was overjoyed, just now he was pretending to be arrogant and pretending to be disdainful, isn't it just to deceive this promise, although Chen Feng is only an eight-year-old child, when the world renews his promise, he opened his mouth in front of so many people, and it is absolutely impossible to repent.

In a good mood, Ning Tan said with a smile: "Don't say that my brother takes advantage of you, no matter whether you win or lose, that spirit stone will be given to Brother Feng as a brother." ”

Chen Feng smiled: "Then thank you Brother Ning." ”

After watching the show, everyone dispersed, Chen Feng played with the spirit stone, and said to himself in a low voice: "An eighteen-year-old hairy boy dares to deceive me, a middle-aged uncle in his thirties, it is really beyond his strength." ”

The fist was swept away, Chen Feng closed his eyes, and the feeling just now was shown on his body again, unlike what the second uncle said, the silver light of the Forging Bone Realm was refined to the whole body to be the completion of the Forging Bone Perfect, and now there was a fiery red heat on the body that permeated the whole body, even the skin of the meridians and five viscera. And clenched his fists, feeling that the power brought by the red light may not be worse than the second uncle, maybe fighting with the second uncle is just actual combat experience.

Well, although the eighteen-year-old hairy boy may not have any actual combat experience, he still goes back to have a good discussion with the second uncle in the evening. As for the stronger thunder, forget it, it's not about abuse.