The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 796
When Xiang Yang was thinking, he suddenly remembered the sound of Qingling's footsteps behind him, stepping on the sea sand, the sound of salsa, salsa, looking back, it was a beautiful young girl who was twenty-eight years old.

Her skin is not as white as snow, but a healthy wheat color. Her long hair is combed into two braids scattered on her shoulders, and her eyebrows are curved. She is not a rare big beauty, but she can also be called youthful and beautiful.

This is the family of the two fathers and sons that he came out of the cocoon that day, the father's daughter and the son's elder sister, named Lilac, even in coarse linen clothes, she still can't hide her style, but unfortunately, she is dumb.

Ding Xiang was holding a wooden box in her hand. When she saw Xiang Yang turning her head, she had a slight smile on her face, and her bright eyes were full of gratitude. She bent down, put down the wooden box in her hand, and turned towards Xiang Yang. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu pointing, then ran away shyly.

Every day at this time, she has to work tirelessly to deliver food to the beach a few miles away from her home, in order to thank Xiang Yang for teaching her brother martial arts, so that the family that was originally lifeless like stagnant water is full of hope.

Xiang Yang has been watching the seaside almost every day in the past few days, closely combining the power of the vast East China Sea with his sea-breaking move of the Seven Limits, the sword is full of spirit, and its power is almost endless.

After several twists and turns, he stepped on the sea and went to the place where the storm was raging to understand the power of the wind and learn the style of the storm.

Correspondingly, he is a little casual about life, because with his current cultivation base, he has even reached the point where he absorbs the inspiration of the world and makes up for his own waste.

This level of state is commonly known as bigu, even if you don't sleep for ten and a half months, don't drink or eat, it won't hurt your body.

The two didn't speak, because the other party couldn't speak, Xiang Yang just smiled softly, stretched out his hand to grab the camera, and took the lunch box in his hand.

Open the lid and look, there are more than a dozen pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake inside. The fragrance is light and the color is bright, and it looks extremely delicious. Although Xiang Yang has been able to fast for a short time, he still can't hide his appetite. He pinches a piece and bites it. Sweet and very tasty.

"Brother Xiang, how are you? My sister's craftsmanship is good, right? If you ask me, she is definitely the best choice to be a wife. If you marry my sister, you will be able to eat such delicious pastries every day from now on."

Xiang Yang savored the sea breeze and the tide, and suddenly heard a teasing laugh, it was the boy Ding Yu.

The same surname is Ding, Ding Hui has a prominent family background, he has been taught the most perfect martial arts since he was a child, and he has achieved congenital status in less than [-] years, and his journey has been smooth.

In contrast, Ding Yu's life is not so beautiful. He lost his mother when he was young, and he lives with his old father and his only sister. Let alone martial arts, he only learned these extravagant things. Before he met Xiang Yang, he still had to work hard to survive .

Fortunately, he met Xiang Yang and dared to fight hard, so he seized this opportunity.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing here if you don't practice at home?"

Xiang Yang shook his head, Dingyu is a big kid, and he often wants to match Ding Xiang with himself, but his thoughts are not bad, but he takes things for granted.

"Hey, isn't this protecting my sister? She is a flower in our village. Many men have her idea. I have to be careful, so as not to be taken advantage of by others.

I couldn't beat them in the past, but now, hey, if anyone dares to bully us, they have to let them know why the flowers are so popular. "

Ding Yu posed like a bodybuilder, with his arms akimbo, highlighting his muscles, and looked very happy.

But it's not an exaggeration. After Xiang Yang's training, this son is indeed different from the past.

After this rapid improvement and enhancement, Xiang Yang has a different understanding of martial arts. He did not teach Ding Yu any famous martial arts, but instead tailored a martial art for him, called Baquan.

This boxing method is divided into nine levels, and each level is progressive, and the power of the boxing method will be stronger with each level.

The boxing method is divided into twelve groups, plus three ultimate moves. The moves are simple, but they contain the power to turn decay into magic.

Moreover, the practice of moving kung fu is based on the method of internal breath. Practicing boxing is also practicing qi, and practicing qi is also practicing spirituality. They are endless and cyclical, and they are never inferior to any well-known acquired martial arts.

But in a short period of time, Ding Yu started to practice, broke through the first level, his strength increased greatly, and his inner energy surged, much stronger than when Xiang Yang practiced for the first time.

This is the role of a famous teacher, and also the role of martial arts. Of course, what kind of achievements this kid can achieve in the future depends only on himself, and everything can only be grasped and won by himself.

"By the way, what happened to what I asked you to inquire about?"

Xiang Yang chewed and ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, squinting his eyes in enjoyment, and asked.

The small fishing village of Dingyu is not cut off from the outside world, there are often merchants from all over the world to collect supplies, and the news is not blocked.

"I just heard from Yang Er that there was a big change in the extreme east, the mountain owner of Daxueling was killed, the whole place was in chaos, and Bixia Village was also implicated.

I don't know if there is more, this is just a rumor, and I don't know if it is true or not. I guess Yang Er is just teasing me, cheating a full three taels of silver. If it wasn't for Brother Xiang's recent catch of a painted lip fish , Maybe the old house has to be sold.

Brother Xiang, what are you asking about? "

This place is on the coast of the East China Sea, but it is actually not far from the extreme east. The reputation of Daxueling and Bixiazhuang are also well-known here, and Dingyu is no stranger.

At the beginning, he wanted to learn martial arts, and when he traveled westward to the Central Plains, what he wanted most was to go to Daxueling and Bixia Village to learn from his masters. Unfortunately, the journey was difficult and people might not accept him, so it was just a good hope.

What he was curious about was why Xiang Yang deliberately inquired about Daxueling?

What is the relationship between him and Daxueling? Could it be that the two have enmity?I have some worries in my heart.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Daxueling, even small shrimps like him have heard of it, so one can imagine how powerful it is.

Xiang Yang didn't answer. Of course, he inquired about this for revenge.

Lei Ze Bund, he almost died at the hands of Xueling Shanweng, if he didn't avenge this revenge, it would be a waste of practicing this martial arts.

There is a saying that it is not a gentleman to have revenge without revenge, and Xiang Yang is not a gentleman, so it is normal to have this mentality.

"The Snow Ridge Mountain Man is dead? It's unlikely."

Xiang Yang's expression changed, and he couldn't believe the news.

According to his prediction, even though he tried his best that day, he could only slightly injure this person. He was still a little short of time to kill such a strong man. How could he die for no reason? Could it be a rumor?Or is there another secret?

Xiang Yang originally wanted to continue to practice in the East China Sea for a month or so, but now he heard such an amazing news, he was curious and shocked, and wanted to explore. With a thought, the evil knife flew up from the sand and fell into the sky. Into Xiang Yang's hands.

"Looks like it's time to leave.

Ding Yu, the Baquan I taught you is good for you to practice. Remember, martial arts are just martial arts, and you should not be confused by power.

If one day I hear you using the martial arts I taught you to commit crimes, I will destroy you with my own hands. "

Xiang Yang was heartbroken, stood with a knife in his hand, and sternly said to Ding Yu.

(End of this chapter)