The noise in the competition venue did not affect Wang Yuan at all, and he was now immersed in Chu Zhao's words. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

My dad wants to use Huoliuyun to do family heirloom martial arts.

In Wang Yuan's time, Huoliuyun and Qushui Liuqi were the most basic martial arts in the martial arts, and they were widely spread.

These days, fighting against the top students of the major martial arts academies in Wuyuan District, Wang Yuan also felt that their moves were very scarce, everyone paid great attention to physical strength and speed, and also studied the power skills, and mastered a lot of systematic moves, but the power was poor.

The division of the ranks of martial apprentices is also differentiated according to the number of martial arts moves mastered.

The initial mastery of a move is the hallmark of a level 1 martial arts apprentice, and those who can master a set of martial arts moves and are fully powerful are level 3 martial arts apprentices.

The senior martial artist apprentice has only mastered a set of footwork and a set of breathing techniques more than the junior martial artist apprentice.

However, in Wang Yuan's opinion, what they said was very clumsy whether it was footwork, breathing, or martial arts moves.

In the ring, Wang Yuan's casual step-by-step and internal strength across the mountain can easily defeat the opponent, and no one can see that Wang Yuan has performed martial arts at all.

I have to remember the martial arts I once learned.

Wang Yuan made a decision in his heart, and began to think about the martial arts he had learned, you must know that these are all money, take them out and sell them, and they will be able to pay off the fees they owe for the martial arts competition, and their parents will be able to transfer them back from the peripheral base city.

Because of the temporary inability to improve his internal strength, Wang Yuan thought about it for a while and found that with his current internal strength, what he could drive was the crude exercises such as iron cloth shirt and Fuhu fist.

Practice the iron cloth shirt first.

Wang Yuan closed his eyes, his mind sank, and he began to urge the internal strength in the meridians, running along the meridians, and opening up the small Zhou Tian where the iron cloth shirt runs.

Like a sharp pain from the meridians, the body seemed to be in an iron bucket densely covered with silver needles, and the fine silver needles were inserted into the body, and the pain almost filled the whole body.

Beads of sweat continued to ooze from his forehead.

Hurt!

As if the spirit flesh was torn apart, the surface of the body was no longer its own, and the skin was gradually about to leave the body.

The chest is no longer his own.

The arms are no longer their own.

"Smack"

There was a crisp sound in the body.

It was almost over, Wang Yuanqiang endured the pain and continued to urge the internal strength to operate.

"Bang bang bang...... ＂

The body is like ordinary fried soybeans, and the crisp sound is endless.

"Smack"

The last crunch sounded.

"Whew"

Wang Yuan let out a sigh of relief, and finally completed a small week, and the iron cloth shirt was the first to bear fruit.

However, Wang Yuan almost fainted in pain, his whole body was like washing, his clothes were wet and transparent, and now he still felt a tingling sensation on his skin.

Pulling back his sleeves, Wang Yuan took a look at the skin, the color darkened a lot, and he probed the skin with his hand, and felt a lot of tightness.

This is...... It's small!

Wang Yuan looked confused.

It's only been running for a little week, and the skin is the same as the iron cloth shirt, according to Wang Yuan's experience, this level of iron cloth shirt can fully withstand the fist power of a high-level martial arts apprentice.

I will find someone to try the strength of the iron cloth shirt to see how much punch force it can withstand.

Chu Zhao is a little weak, although Zhang Cong is not strong, let's make do with it, there is really no master in the Yueming Martial Academy.

"Wang Yuan, it's your turn. ”

Su Qing opened the curtain and walked in, saying with a very bad face.

In order to avoid missing the game, Coach Sun arranged for Su Qing to be responsible for delivering the news, just now seeing Chu Zhao's fiasco, Su Qing's face was a little bad, this sense of defense is really powerful.

I'm afraid that Wang Yuan, who relies on luck, will not work.

I'm afraid that the martial arts academy won't be able to enter the top 16.

Coach Sun's face was also a little bad, he patted Wang Yuan's shoulder, felt that Wang Yuan's clothes were soaked, and his brows couldn't help frowning. How can this be done, cowardice before fighting, Wang Yuan will definitely be defeated this time.

"It's okay, just play hard, it doesn't matter if you win or lose. Okay, everybody pack up and get ready to go. ”

It was already the last game, there was no need to keep people here, everyone followed Wang Yuan to the ring.

Wang Yuan stood in the ring, saw the lazy young man opposite, and felt the qi in the young man's body, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

This young man should not be a junior martial arts apprentice, but an intermediate or senior martial arts apprentice.

Wei Gan saw Wang Yuan, who was soaking wet, and said disdainfully.

"Boy, you're too inferior, even if I have a strong sense of defense, you don't need to be afraid of being like this, look at your clothes, they are all soaked with sweat. You're so timid, I really don't understand how you broke into this round. ”

"He's got to where he is by luck. ”

There was a noisy shouting voice in the audience, especially Lao Zheng, who was not ashamed, but proud, we are lucky, let's do it.

"Luck made it to this round!"

Wei Gan looked confused, turned his head and asked his teammates under the ring.

"What's the situation, what you said this morning is not a joke, it's really the opponent's record?"

"If you don't listen to the coach about pre-war mobilization, people rely on luck to get through, Wei Ganzi, you have to be careful, don't be given luck. ”

The teammates laughed and mocked Wei Gan, as to whether Wei Gan could beat Wang Yuan, they never thought that Wang Yuan would win, you must know that he is Wei Gan, a master who is comparable to Zhou Min, Wang Yuan is a person who relies on luck, and it is not an order of magnitude at all.

Wei Ganyan was also happy when he heard this.

"It turns out that your kid is the one who won by luck, it's okay, when you luck me, you can break into the next round." ”

"If you win, you won't be able to enter the next round, and you still have one person who hasn't come up to compete. ”

Wang Yuan said it seriously.

Wei Gan waved his hand and shouted to one of his teammates in the audience.

"Gao Ke, don't go up, I'll win or lose a game with him, if I win, we'll win, if I lose, you will come up for nothing." ”

The glasses boy wearing the uniform of Xinghai High School in the audience responded, looking at Wang Yuan and Wei Gan with a smile.

Wei Gan shrugged his shoulders at Wang Yuan at this time.

"Okay, now it's just the two of us, I want to see how you kid luck me. By the way, your clothes are wet like this, what were you thinking about just now? Do you think how awesome my defense is, and how badly I will beat you later? ”

Wei Gan's body squatted slightly, and he took an offensive posture. Although he was disdainful in his heart, his attitude towards the competition was very correct, and he resolutely couldn't let Wang Yuan give himself luck.

"I was practicing just now. ”

Wang Yuan said matter-of-factly.

"Hahaha, you are practicing, what function is practicing that makes you practice all over your body? Next, should you say that I feel pain in my meridians, and my whole body feels like I have been pricked by needles, and my whole body is wet with sweat unconsciously. ”

Wei Gan laughed, his face full of mockery.

Wang Yuan nodded.

"That's true. ”

Wei Gan's laughter came to an abrupt end.

He felt a little stupid, this kid was not stupid, he must be a fool of himself. The martial arts that can make the meridians feel the pain, it must be the channeling technique, and the breathing method can't do it.

I have been on many forums, and some martial artists have talked in detail about the feelings of practicing channeling.

Wang Yuan, this kid must have seen it from the forum, and he is here to show off his own knowledge, and he really thinks that he is a talented martial arts apprentice valued by a large company, and he can obtain the guidance technique before he reaches the realm, which is really a fool's dream.

"Then the martial arts you practice are not very powerful, take one punch or two punches, and nothing will happen. ”

Wei Gan was very speechless to Wang Yuan, this kid must have lost his mind and gone crazy, it is really rare to brag about such a serious book.

"yes, you know a lot. ”

Wang Yuan looked at Wei Gan, very depressed, was he peeped at by this kid when he practiced just now, how could he know so well how powerful the iron cloth shirt was, or did he say that the iron cloth shirt was not lost at all.