Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1069 Young man, who taught you how to punch! (one more)
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Street View Park.

Nie Niannian looked at the thick skin around him, and said suspiciously: "What are you bringing me here for, you guys must not hold your fart well."

"Nian'er, I'm so sad that you think so. Our friendship can be learned from the sun and the moon. I didn't expect that in your heart, we are actually such people. If God gave me a wall, I would definitely crash into it..."

The rough young man's voice stopped abruptly, because Nie Niannian raised one hand, pointing to a blue-gray wall not far away. It was an antique room. : public restroom.

call out!
Suddenly, without any warning, Nie Niannian was taken aback by a gust of wind, but he had no time to react. The speed was too fast, like an arrow. He only thought of one thought, and his nerve reaction speed couldn't keep up.

Snapped!
A ball of white flowers exploded on his face, causing half of his face to hurt slightly. Immediately afterwards, from the ginkgo forest tens of meters away, three figures sprang out, laughing wildly and recklessly. , and look at one of them, a pair of exquisite hand crossbows. Needless to say, it is this hand-skilled researcher who just made the move!
My temperament!

Nie Niannian's face turned dark, and he clenched his fists loudly. He wiped his face, looked at the thing in his hand, and was startled. This is...cream?
"Dear Nian, happy birthday!"

"Third Company Commander, how is the twenty-one-year-old Xiao Xianrou, surprise or surprise!"

One of them tore off a piece of brown-gray cloth that was fused with the bark next to it, revealing a large cake that was more than one meter high and had twenty layers.

Birthday?

Nie Niannian was stunned. Well, it seems, indeed, it really seems to be my birthday. My father has something on his mind these two days, and even his mother is also very worried. I don’t remember my son’s birthday, but of course I I will not admit that I have some comfort now, but as spiritual compensation for so many years, I will reluctantly, tolerantly, and generously accept your apology and intentions.

Carry out the line without wavering, all for temperament!
Then, just ignore the unfriendliness just now, and write it down in the notebook first.

eat cake!
"Hey, you are..."

Seeing the two rather old porcelain bottles that one of the fat men took out from his bosom, and the somewhat blurred writing on the bottle caps, Nie Niannian's throat moved up and down, and he said, "You are not timid. If you dare to steal the old Moutai that your father has kept for more than [-] years, you won’t be afraid to go back and have your skin peeled off.”

"Being willing to cut yourself to pieces, dare to pull the emperor off the horse!" This is a matter of face, the slightly fat man pouted his neck and said.

At this age, there are always some unnecessary persistence, this is an age that does not bow its head.

Half an hour later, after drinking for three rounds, all five of them were slightly tipsy.

"Nian'er, you've been stuck at home and can't practice boxing. Your kid's eight-step Bengquan last time was really amazing."

"I seem to still hear the sound of reading. Don't you hate literature and history the most? Why are there some chickens and geese? Are you learning the names of dishes?"

"Hey, at the New Year's party, are you going to talk about cross talk? It's an ancient art..."

In the beginning, although Nie Niannian's face was cold, he was still quite complacent in his heart, but soon, his face changed. His face was getting darker and darker, but the four men didn't realize it at all. A person put his shoulders on his shoulders, and said with drunken eyes: "Niannian, why does your face seem to be dark, and you still change your face? That is also an ancient art! The versatile third company commander, you are an idol!"

Hemp egg!

Nie Niannian shook off the rough hand and said coldly: "You four, go up together!"

"Wow! Nian'er wants to compete? He actually wants to fight four, brothers, stand shoulder to shoulder and beat him!"

"Yes, hate, let's kill him together!"

The four drunken men came forward together and surrounded Nie Niannian. Normally, Nie Niannian beat two of them at most once, and he lost more than he won. The four of them don't think he has the power to fight four with one. You must know that one plus one must be greater than two among the few of them who are familiar with the tacit understanding, let alone four of them. Martial artist, the four of them teamed up and never loved anyone.

Soon, there was a faint white mist rising from the bodies of the five people, and they competed in martial arts. The five people became serious, and the blood was pushed to expel the alcohol in the body, in exchange for a clearer mind.

……

Street View Park is [-] km away.

An old man in white cloth clothes and black white-soled cloth shoes, not very tall, with neatly combed short gray hair moved his nose, and his eyes lit up: "The twenty-seven-year-old Moutai, there are still people in this year." I can bear it for so many years, um, in the park..."

The old man took a step forward, seemingly strolling in the garden, a figure was still under the streetlight, and a figure had already entered the street view park.

"Huh? This is..."

The old man stood under a thick ginkgo tree, without making a sound, even the five people in the sparring didn't notice it, as if he didn't exist, and there was no breath flowing out.

Among several ginkgo trees, the air was turbulent, and four figures surrounded one figure in the center, cooperating tacitly, their bodies were like a gust of wind, and their strikes were sharp and decisive.

"Has the temperament of the army, but also has the tactics of the academy..."

The old man showed a pensive look, then frowned slightly, and looked at the besieged figure in the center. Compared with the violent storm of the other four people, the young man standing in the center didn't seem to move very quickly. , but every time in the blink of an eye, avoiding the moves of several people, a fist pierces forward, like a spinning top, and draws circles one after another. The front of the fist does not stop, almost continuous, even Just like the waves of the ocean, each wave is higher than the next wave, the power of the punches is constantly superimposed, and the sound of the air explosion becomes more and more sharp. .

This seems to be... the eight-step collapse fist?
The old man vaguely remembered that this boxing method seemed to be created and performed by an ordinary teacher who was at the level of a martial artist, close to a great martial artist. Because the boxing method is fierce, although there are still many shortcomings, it is not small, and it has been widely spread in the academy for the past two years .

However, how did it get into the hands of this young man, but his appearance was completely changed, it seemed that there was not much change, in fact, the spirit of the entire boxing technique seemed to have undergone a completely new change, the boxing force was turbulent, continuous, masculine and majestic, obviously, it did not come from This youth's hand, his boxing skills are still very raw, some of the essence is just beginning to emerge, even if it is an old man, but he himself may not be able to do better, and even some of the connotations, every time he understands some of them, he will be able to do better. Can't help but see a bright light, the idea of ​​modifying this eight-step Bengquan can be called a powerful and unconstrained style, he is definitely a good guy.

Although he can't see the complete boxing technique, the old man can be sure that, as far as he can see, this boxing technique is enough to support the young man to break through the limit of the human body five times, condense his mind, and become a martial arts master.

Sure enough, the situation of the battle soon changed.

Whoa!
Nie Niannian practiced the eight-step Bengquan, and gradually reached a state of ecstasy. At the end, he almost forgot that there were four opponents around him. Hearing the sound of surging waves, he stepped forward, leaving a three-inch-deep footprint with each step. elephant.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
The four besieging figures moved again, and I felt Nie Niannian standing in the center stretch out four hands at the same moment, and the four fists fell like hammers, like waves hitting the sky, and as fast as arrows, the four of them They couldn't avoid it at all, they were bounced up by a blow, flew seven or eight meters horizontally, and then landed like a gourd rolling on the ground, all of them were dirty, muddy and in a state of embarrassment.

"Damn it! Nian'er, you are not an eight-step Bengquan, it's an eight-arm Bengquan!"

"Continuously, like waves one after another, how to attack and how to break, there is no solution except brute force!"

"Third Company Commander, you are too vigorous, you have such a temperament, I am drunk." This is the only girl among the four men, with a delicate appearance and youthful beauty. Dazed.

Nie Niannian stood up with his fists closed, still feeling a little unfinished. If the four of them could survive for a while longer, he believed that his understanding of boxing techniques would be able to improve to a higher level.

But now I am very satisfied. Today I really want to have face and temperament. I am really suitable for this style. I want to keep going. The masses cannot be chilled.

"Young man, who taught you the eight-step collapse fist?"

Suddenly, there was an old but full of spirit sounded not far away. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps! Ask for a monthly ticket, a recommendation ticket.)
(End of this chapter)