Chapter 31: The Distinction Between Inner and Outer Homes

Finally, it was the weekend before everyone had a full meal. At this time, who cares whether their hands are stained with muddy water, just grab the steamed buns and fill them in their mouths, as if they don't have to chew.

In order to finish eating faster, the swordsman used two palms to press the steamed buns into a cake shape, and then several cakes were stacked into a stack, and one bite was almost the amount of two steamed buns.

Ling Yunfeng looked a little stupid, and even forgot to bite the steamed bun in his hand. Hurriedly handed over the small amount of food, and said, "I said swordsman, we won't rob you, you can eat some food anyway! ”

"If you don't eat quickly, who knows what kind of moth (bad idea) the Black Yama King will come up with in a while? Don't eat more, who knows when the next meal will be?"

At this time, in a room in the office building, the Black Yama King was standing straight. A middle-aged man sat in a chair smoking a cigarette and did not speak. The other person was walking around and around, looking very anxious.

"Lao Wang, you should say something! You can't practice like this anymore, there are already wounded people, if you abolish these soldiers training again, you won't have time to cry!" It was He Hongyao, the Zheng committee member who was circling there, who spoke. And the middle-aged man who smoked was none other than the captain of the Dragon Soul Special Brigade, Locomotive Wang Jun.

"Report, I also refer to the methods of training of special forces in many countries. If other foreign armies can, why can't our soldiers?" said the Black Yama King with a face that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Okay, old black, you go out first. I have other work to talk about with the captain. He Hongyao had no choice but to give an order to the Black Yama King to expel the guest.

"Yes. I will train them to become the strongest special forces king in the world. After giving a military salute to Wang Jun, the Black Yama King left the room, but did not salute the political commissar, obviously very dissatisfied with He Hongyao's blocking of the training.

After the Black Yama King went out and closed the door, Political Commissar He said: "Old Wang, you don't know that Ling Yunfeng was confessed by the above for us to protect. Do you know where he came from? But you practiced like this...... Alas......" He Hongyao sighed in embarrassment.

Wang Jun still watched the cigarette in his hand slowly burn out, watching the wisps of green smoke rise and slowly dissipate into the air. It wasn't until the cigarette butts were about to burn that he crushed the cigarette butts in the ashtray.

"To be honest, I thought at first that kid was just here for our gilded man. So I want to practice him well, even if it is gilded, I make that layer of gold thick enough, so that I can't lose the prestige of our dragon soul. But who would have thought that kid would have a few thorns and complete one difficult task after another. If you are given enough equipment, and it is behind real enemy lines, I believe that many special forces of military regions can complete it. But this is a brilliant completion of the task without casualties without equipment, identity, and inability to harm the innocent. Moreover, none of the soldiers who were with him abandoned or betrayed their comrades-in-arms because of the rules of discord we deliberately set. What does this mean?" Wang Jun became more and more excited, but he stopped here and looked at He Hongyao with bright eyes.

Political Commissar He didn't answer, because he knew that he was his old partner. If he didn't have any ideas, or hadn't made up his mind, he wouldn't have said it. On the contrary, even if he gags his mouth, he will also say it.

Sure enough, Wang Jun continued: "What does it mean? It shows that he is a talent! He is a rare talent! He is a rare leadership talent...... I believe that the superior also recognized this talent because of his discernment, so he sent him to our Dragon Soul. As for his true origins, I don't know, and I don't want to know. I only know that he is now a soldier of my royal army and a soldier of my dragon soul. ”

He Hongyao knew that there was no way to convince this Bull Captain, so he could only sigh and leave the room silently. At the same time, he also prayed that this young man named Ling Yunfeng would be fine, so that he could also explain to the mysterious chief.

At the same time, there were also people asking about Ling Yunfeng. There was a young man wrapped in gauze on her legs, and a female nurse was peeling apples and sitting on a chair beside him. On the other side, a female doctor was blowing him a cup of boiling water that had already been cooled.

"And then, you came out of the tomb, and you didn't bring anything?" asked the nurse, blinking her eyes wide and curious.

She is Xiaobai, a nurse at the medical base, and the female doctor on the other side is Dr. Xie Shumin, who came with her. Although they were in the company under the guise of being punished, in fact, as soon as they arrived, Dr. Xie told Nurse Xiaobai that the purpose of their trip was to observe the thirteenth tester Ling Yunfeng. While he wasn't really the Thirteen, he was the only one who managed to go through two experiments.

Under the charm of the two big beauties, Qi Tian, the always shy assassin, betrayed everything about Ling Yunfeng like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

When they couldn't ask anything new repeatedly, both girls were a little disappointed. Nurse Xiaobai took a bite of the freshly peeled apple, and said vaguely, "You have a good rest." Then he walked away.

Qi Tian could only watch the apple and the beauty gradually drift away, and he didn't know if he was reluctant to let go of the apple or the beauty's ....... Of course, Dr. Xie put down the glass of water before leaving. Qi Tian could only comfort himself and said: It's still a mature woman who knows how to feel sorry for people!

Ling Yunfeng was guessing where the Black Yama King would suddenly jump out for a while, when he saw the black dragon sitting opposite him with his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted. Ling Yunfeng understood, knowing that the Black Yama King was behind him, and hurriedly shut up and meditated.

"I said Heilong, did you eat it? If I knew this, you should have given me your share. You people who call it black or something, sure enough, are all black-hearted. Look at the black Hades, with a black face all day long, and a big mouth, seeing everyone as if they owe him money. If it falls into my hands one day, see how I cut him to death. Why don't you speak?, are you all convulsed?" said the swordsman, but noticed that everyone's expressions had become very strange.

"If you're all sick, I'll be left alone. Isn't this a problem for the black instructor who is as brave as Zhang Fei and outwitted Bao Zheng?, isn't it, black instructor?" the swordsman immediately turned to the Black Yama King and said with a smile. He wasn't really stupid, and when he saw everyone's expressions, he reflected it.

"Hmph, it seems that you guys are very laid-back!Come, who said that there were a few sentinels around you just now, what are they holding in their hands?" asked the Black Hades as he looked at the men with a sneer.

Seeing that none of them spoke, the Black Yama King pointed to the swordsman and said, "Since you have spoken so well to me, then you can answer my question." ”

"This, two...... Three. Since it's a sentry, it must be a gun. Am I right, Instructor Black?" replied the Blademan slyly. He felt that this Black Hades was just asking random questions, just trying to embarrass a few of them. Therefore, a question without an answer can only be answered casually.

"You, you answer. The Black Yama King pointed at Ling Yunfeng again.

Ling Yunfeng thought about it for a moment and replied, "Four, the first person is carrying it in the sack." The second and three men pulled an iron box together in a cart. Then the fourth person and the first three people passed by here with a clay pot, each holding a clay pot...... "Actually, it's not that Ling Yunfeng deliberately observes the surrounding situation, but since he woke up, he found that he could replay the previous things like a movie replay." In other words, his memories can be words, pictures, or video clips. That's why it's so easy and quick for him to learn from the Swordsman, the Black Dragon, and the Hygienist. Because you can play it back at any time, and you can even re-observe things that you didn't notice before. This is also the reason why Ling Yunfeng was able to find a lot of details in previous missions and complete it.

"Do you think I'm going to praise you? No, from now on, you're going to have a new week of training, and if you can't do it, you don't want to come out to eat. The Black Hades continued to sneer, as if nothing could please him and satisfy him, which meant that everyone had to suffer again.

The Black Yama King took everyone to a very large training ground underground, which finally relieved everyone. Because the above-ground buildings they have been staying in are so limited, it would be unbelievable if such a special force in a special force only had this scale. And from the moment they entered the underground, everyone knew that they had finally begun to enter the true core of the dragon soul.

The area underground is much larger than above ground, and there is more than one floor. Many of them are built along the mountain. Ling Yunfeng and the others could only enter a small training ground with the Black Yama King, and they did not have permission to enter other places.

The Black Yama King pointed to the bags of things on the ground in front of him and said, "This is soybeans, and the flour grinder in the canteen is broken." Powder them all with your fists and feet. One bag per person, when to finish it, when to eat. You, Ling Yunfeng three bags. After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Yes. Ling Yunfeng knew that if he didn't agree. Then the Black Hades King may have to come up with some tricks to rectify a few of his own people, so he has to bite the bullet.

"Flesh grinder!" the knife man was the first to shout.

"Cut, what do you know, this is the pre-training method for practicing iron sand palms. When the soybeans are beaten into powder, it is time to beat the iron sand. Alas, some of them suffered. The hygienist sighed.

"You mean, the Black Yama King asked us to practice the Iron Sand Palm?" the Black Dragon asked.

"I think so, compared with the special forces of foreign armies, my country's special forces practice martial arts and hard qigong more. And this hard qigong is, to put it bluntly, some foreign kung fu. It takes years of practice, but as you get older, you don't have to practice anymore. Because at that time, not only will the power be weakened, but the body will also be unable to bear it. The hygienist explained, still looking at his hands with regret.

"Looks like I'm going to give my hands here. In the future, I am afraid that pulse diagnosis and acupuncture will not be done. Alas...... "It doesn't matter if the hygienist adds this, the others are okay to say, and Pepper's face is a little pale."

Ling Yunfeng didn't speak, but walked over to a sack and punched hard. I only felt that the bones of my hands hurt, not to mention how sour the feeling of drilling into my heart was.

"How does it feel? Actually, you think too much, the real iron sand palm is inserted into the soybeans with your hands, and when your hands are used to it, you start to fry the iron sand. And it has to be combined with medicine and luck. It's just that the Black Hades are trying to torture us. The swordsman asked Ling Yunfeng, who was grinning, and said to everyone again. His family is a martial arts family, and although he hasn't learned any family skills, he still has more knowledge than ordinary people.

It's okay not to say this, after saying it, everyone cursed the Black Yama King in their hearts, but as a soldier, orders must be obeyed. But soon everyone also came up with a solution, which was to wrap their hands tightly with strips of cloth. It's like a boxer or Muay Thai fighter, protecting the skin and bones of your hands and building strength.

So there was a constant "bang" sound in the training ground. Ling Yunfeng was not in a hurry to beat those soybeans, but practiced the Jade Toad Gong taught to him by the hygienist. Since Ling Yunfeng got those strange qi from the ancient tomb, he had consumed a small part of it in the following tasks. And the real consumption is the most in the previous training after returning to the Dragon Soul. If he only relied on his physique, Ling Yunfeng knew that he would not be able to catch up with these companions. So in order not to punish the whole team together, he had to secretly run True Qi to help him pass the level. This also caused his True Qi stock to drop dramatically. Even if you can add a little to the starry sky in your dream, it is only a drop in the bucket.

Ling Yunfeng estimated again, and the remaining true qi in his body was only a small half of the original. But in order not to make everyone hungry, he still gritted his teeth and ran his true anger. When the true qi surged from the dantian to the palm of his hand, he felt that his hands were red, as if they had swelled twice, and they were full of strength.

There was a loud "bang", and I saw that the sack had broken a big hole, and the soybeans in it had also turned into powder.

Everyone looked at Ling Yunfeng in surprise at this time, but they were all relieved again. After all, they had seen a little broken stone before, but Ling Yunfeng, who was not usually revealed, made everyone ignore his strength.

"Hahahaha, I said military advisor, your bright skills have been collected and released freely!" the hygienist praised.

"I heard you say what you said last time, what do you mean?" Pepper couldn't help but ask.

"Let's put it this way, all of us who practice internal boxing must start from building a foundation, that is, consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, and replenishing the essence. Of course, not everyone needs to build a foundation. For example, the body of a child, if it has not been leaked, there is no need to build a foundation, and you can directly practice refining and refining qi. So at the age of fourteen, I had a small success in refining and refining qi. Then it is to slowly absorb the aura of heaven and earth and refine it into his own true qi. At the same time, he is slowly refining his body so that it can have enough strength and space to accommodate the collected qi. There is also the use of these qi to our use, and to exert great power in the fight. "The hygienist thought it was a simple explanation, but in exchange for a lot of blank eyes.

"Let's put it this way, what this refining and refining qi shows is Ming Jin. What is Ming Jin? Open bricks and gravel, break trees and break iron. It is very similar to hard qigong, but the practice method is by no means the same. Hard Qigong or some other foreign kung fu are all practiced muscles, bones, and skin, and when people get old, they will show a lot of pain. The inner fist is driven by the internal qi to achieve the effect of the outer fist. The hygienist observed the reaction of the crowd as he spoke.

"The inner boxing you said is as strong as the outer boxing, is there still dark energy?" This time it was the swordsman who asked, after all, he was born in the outer boxing, and he also took a fierce path.

"Indeed, dark energy is the power of softness. With a punch, the surface has not changed, but the inside is already broken. It is mainly through the True Qi that causes damage inside the blow. The hygienist clearly enjoyed the attention.

"Bang", "bang" twice. I saw that the swordsman and Ling Yunfeng were both looking at the soybean bag on the ground with strange expressions.

(To be continued...... ）