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On the first day of October, inside the Qunying Pavilion.

Lion, Tiger and Leopard Boxing practitioners from all over the south came to challenge the little civet, and the sensational news had already spread all over the streets and alleys within ten days.

Today, there are several times more fans who come to help the little civet cat than usual. It is said that the "ticket" of the Gunseikan has doubled.

Ji Aojian looked at the banners supporting cat boxing flying in front of him, and there were any fonts in the seal grass line, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "The people of Suzhou are really cultured. ”

Di Xintang listened and said with a smile, "I have the most talents and the most champions in Suzhou since the past few dynasties, of course I am educated." ”

But today, the opponent's camp is not going to appear as a foreign hero, but a local acquaintance, Wang Shanjun, the old man of the Black Tiger Gate.

Old Man Wang already has two grandsons who have been defeated by Ji Lingxing, if these tigers and leopards from outside defeat Maoquan, the Black Tiger Gate will have no chance to turn over.

Defeated by a fist that has not yet been created, how to take revenge after this fist disappears?

Therefore, Wang Shanjun must play, and take advantage of Ji Lingxing's failure to lose to other sects to win back the field, this is the last chance for the Black Tiger Sect to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes.

Old man Wang stood up and bowed his hands to his fellow people in other places one by one, "Thank you for giving the old man this opportunity, I will go to the lead first." ”

The nine-headed lion Chen Hong said, "Elder Wang, you were also a master of external skills to the point of eight turns of qi and blood, and it is not easy to deal with that little girl." ”

Wang Shanjun smiled bitterly, "This is all when I was young, and there are no more points left in the old man's body." ”

Ji Aojian saw him come up, his heart was full of blood, and he thought, your grandson almost shot me, and we can be regarded as enemies with you.

Wang Shanjun was also shocked when he saw Ji Aojian, "Why are you?"

Ji Aojian said lightly, "I am also a cat boxer, and I am in the front for the head of my family." ”

Wang Shanjun sighed, "Little brother, you originally came here to learn cat boxing." ”

Ji Aojian felt strange in his heart, the ninth sister had already reported her name in front of your grandson that day, what was so strange about me following the ninth sister to learn boxing.

"Old man Wang, what about your two grandsons?"

Wang Shanjun saw that he was rude, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, "The two of them came to fight that day and heard that they lost, and I haven't seen them come back since then." ”

Ji Ao said, "That day, I sincerely came to study, if you don't agree, your grandson is using a tiger and a musket, and he wants to kill me." Since your grandson is no longer there, it's up to you to pay this debt!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man's body fluttered lightly, like a cat jumping over, and his paws scratched Lao Wang's chest.

As soon as this method came out, the audience immediately burst into laughter.

If Ji Lingxing made such a move, everyone would only think it was cute, and there would not be many people laughing. Ji Aojian came to pounce like this, it was really too funny.

Seeing such a non-threatening posture, Wang Shanjun remembered that what he did that day was not in line with the morality of the rivers and lakes, and he felt ashamed in his heart, and his momentum was stagnant for a while, so he only defended but did not attack.

Chen Hong frowned in the audience and shouted loudly, "Lao Wang, do you really want your Black Tiger Gate to be removed from the rivers and lakes?"

Wang Shanjun was shocked, secretly thinking that he was already old and frail, and he should make a quick decision with young people, how could he delay like this?

He immediately mustered his qi and blood, mobilized the strength of his whole body, and began a fierce counterattack.

The wooden planks in the ring were suddenly creaked by his heavy feet, and this power was even more powerful than Wang Feilong that day.

If he used all his strength as soon as he came to power, he would have beaten him violently, and with his proficiency in the three-plate axe over the years, he would probably have knocked Ji Aojian down.

However, after Ji Aojian attacked a few moves first, his qi and blood running had risen to six turns, and his speed and body skills had reached the extreme. Lao Wang only began to fight back at this time, and there was not much threat left.

Although Wang Shanjun had eight turns of qi and blood when he was young, he was particularly strong when the foreign masters were old, and at this time, not only were their muscles and bones relaxed, but the speed of qi and blood was only seven turns.

And Ji Aojian relied on the Red Dragon Pill to replenish his blood, and re-exercised his whole body with Maoyin Maoquan, not only his muscles and bones were far better than in the past, but his qi and blood were also stable to six turns.

Ji Aojian saw that his claws were fierce, so he relied on his body to be agile, dodging back and forth, and not bumping into him.

After more than ten rounds of fighting, Ji Aojian had already figured out Lao Wang's boxing paths.

Tiger boxing is more than fierce, not enough change, and it is a relatively simple boxing method. What's more, the sound of Wang Shanjun stepping on the ground and the vibration from the wooden plank, in front of Ji Aojian's keen mind, have become a prompt tone for changing moves.

He thought to himself, it turns out that Lao Wang, you have practiced qi and blood eight turns by yourself, but the realm of your boxing technique has not gone up at all, and it is still only an apprentice stage with a clear eye.

No matter what kind of internal and external skills, muscles, bones, qi and blood are practiced, they are only different in the depth of skills, and there is no inevitable relationship with martial arts attainments.

Ji Aojian roughly figured out Lao Wang's boxing path, his heart was itching, and he used the method of practicing boxing with the ninth sister, relying on the moves, and figuring out the tricks of the Black Tiger Fist.

When you practice boxing until you understand the principles of boxing, you can't help but explore and study new boxing techniques and martial arts.

And Wang Shanjun has been meticulously practicing boxing all his life, although he has practiced the tricks and routines to be extremely standardized, but he has never risen to the height of boxing theory to pioneer and innovate.

This leads him to only use it as a living frame to inherit the boxing method of this sect, and he doesn't know the true meaning when he points out the younger generations, but he is just a repeater who transfers the boxing method to teaching.

The more uneducated people are, the less confident they are in martial arts, the more conservative and closed they are, and they are unwilling to communicate their own boxing methods with the outside world.

And in this way, it is even more difficult to understand the theory of boxing, even if you are proficient in boxing.

The inheritance of martial arts of countless small families in the world is almost the same law: after the heirs who can understand the principles of boxing are cut off, they become more and more conservative, and it is more and more difficult for future generations to practice boxing, and there is less and less interest, so they are not accepted until the inheritance is interrupted.

Like Ji Aojian, while fighting and learning tricks on the spot, his mind was scattered, which was a great opportunity to defeat him.

However, the number of Wang Shanjun's fist methods has been fixed to death, and he can't adapt to it as he pleases, which gives Ji Aojian plenty of room for distraction.

If Lao Wang, a boxer who has never been the same, is eager to change his boxing methods, his entire fist will fall apart first.

Seeing that the two of them were tumbling and fighting on the stage for more than a hundred moves, Wang Shanjun's originally fierce Black Tiger Fist began to decline.

The tiger fist is fierce and unforgiving, not to mention that he is already old and unforgiving, and his strength is exhausted much faster than that of young people.

Ji Aojian was already able to block with him, but he just didn't defeat Wang Shanjun, and he wanted to squeeze the Black Tiger Fist out of him.

Later, Ji Ao's sword and cat fist punch has been able to beat Wang Shanjun to a shaky fall, and even he is now learning how to use a few black tiger fists to see how Lao Wang responds.

Di Xintang said to Ji Lingxing, "Ninth sister, your younger brother seems to have a lot of resentment against this old man of the Black Tiger Gate, but he just refuses to defeat him." ”

Ji Lingxing sighed, "It's been a long fight, it's not interesting at all." ”

Gradually, two hours passed, Ji Aojian groped for the Black Tiger Fist, and was reminiscing about it, when he suddenly heard the old man on the opposite side suddenly shout.

Wang Shanjun's eyes were wide open, his gray hair and beard, and his clothes, there was no place that was not soaked with sweat, and his whole body was bubbling with white gas, and he shouted, "Good boy!" and fell straight down.

Ji Aojian felt that the person in front of him was no longer alive, he stepped forward and touched Wang Shanjun's breathing, and sure enough, it had all stopped.

For the sake of the reputation of the Black Tiger Gate, this old king gritted his teeth and beat the fierce tiger fist on the stage for a long time, refusing to admit defeat, this old bone used up the last bit of strength in his life, and finally died of exhaustion.

Ji Aojian was silent for a long time, this was the first opponent to die in front of him since he crossed over.

In fact, he didn't have the idea of killing him in his heart, he just thought about frustrating him in public and making him lose face, after all, Ji Aojian didn't have the idea of revenge and letting the enemy kill the whole family.

When he saw that Wang Shanjun was dead, his eyes were still wide, and he sighed and said, "Old Wang, although you are not a master, you are a real martial artist. ”

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