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Chapter 403 It’s snowing in the world, just to return home (12)

Wang Anfeng's fist and palm skills have never fallen.

The martial arts he first learned was Shaolin Changquan in Shaolin Temple, and later he specialized in Prajna Palm. Over the years, he practiced diligently, and his attainments in this palm gradually became more and more profound, but the Tianleiquan and ordinary boxing techniques created by Li Bo Boxing is different.

This martial art is hardly considered boxing.

Although there are also moves to dismantle and break moves, the core idea is to penetrate the opponent's viscera with the strength of thunder that the warrior has cultivated, gradually accumulate it, and finally use three punches, five punches, or even ten punches in one breath. Lei Jin burst out in one breath, destroying the opponent's defense from the inside out.

The reason why this boxing method is called Tianlei is because of the principle that the sky thunder is huge, it has been stored for a long time, and it explodes in an instant.

On the February Festival, all things come out of an earthquake, and the earthquake is thunder.

In Tongren Lane, Wang Anfeng stood up and advanced with the footwork he learned from Xue Qinshuang back then. He controlled the opponent's tendons with his palm, and retracted his right hand first to his abdomen.

The eyes were slightly opened, and there was a faint flash of thunder in the black pupils.

With a low voice in his mouth, a series of heavy punches without fancy, hit the opponent's chest directly, making a dull sound.

The level of strength of this opponent is more than [-]% weaker than what Wang Anfeng originally dealt with.

Otherwise, he would not be able to control his figure at all without using his internal strength at this time, and a series of more than a dozen heavy punches directly hit the man in yellow between his chest and abdomen. At the same time as the hit, Wang Anfeng pulled away and retreated violently.

The man in yellow grabbed Wang Anfeng's arms almost subconsciously.

He obviously has a lot of attainments in boxing, his arms are swung out like two yellow snakes, there is a faint feeling of darkness and stickiness, but the movements of his hands have just started, and they froze, losing what they should have Fadu, on the contrary, was somewhat distorted and stiff, so naturally he failed to catch Wang Anfeng as he wished.

Wang Anfeng stepped back five steps away from him and took a deep breath.

The palm of the right hand hangs down, between the five fingers, the last ray of thunder flashes, and then when the opponent attacks and kills, the left hand suddenly rises, the five fingers spread out, and grabs his right wrist, using a style of "grabbing the bird's tail", by the way Then pull out its posture.

At the same time, he took a step forward with his left foot, and took advantage of the situation to punch out his right fist, which was neither light nor heavy, and just landed on his waist.

Although Mr. Ying and the ancient Taoists forbade him to use his original martial arts, he just didn't need the strength of his moves, and his experience and instinct were still there.

The body of the man in yellow froze for a moment.

Wang Anfeng could almost hear the sound of muffled thunder, which only sounded between the man's chest and abdomen.

His combat experience was already extremely rich, so it was naturally impossible for him to let go of this golden opportunity. He spread his palm and five fingers and grabbed the opponent's neck.The warrior who was originally alive and well shattered in an instant, pouring out from Wang Anfeng's five fingers like fine sand.

A loud voice echoed in Tongren Lane.

"The challenge was successful..."

Wang Anfeng relaxed his mind, let out a long breath, straightened his body, and faintly felt a little tired. Although the result of the battle just now looked good, all the thunder energy in his body had been exhausted, and what he got in exchange was only a chance of victory.

And an opponent of this level could not sustain thirty rounds under Wang Anfeng's hands in the past, and the consumption would not be as great as it is now.

"In the final analysis, the level of Gang Lei Jin's cultivation is too low..."

Wang Anfeng looked at his right hand, and slightly closed his five fingers.

If the thunder force he unleashed just now was strong enough, then even a martial artist would definitely not be able to withstand the consequences of this tyrannical natural force exploding in the internal organs, and would be seriously injured on the spot instead of being just paralyzed by the blow , cannot move.

He came to Tongren Lane this time only to practice Lei Dao martial arts. At this time, the thunder energy in his body has been exhausted, and there is no benefit to staying any longer, so he simply turned around and left this Tongren Lane. Seeing Yuan Ci standing outside Tongren Lane with a peaceful expression, it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Wang Anfeng was slightly startled, took two quick steps, and saluted forward.

Yuan Ci nodded, then motioned for Wang Anfeng to follow him, and the two walked side by side for a while, the monk said slowly:
"How are you practicing?"

Wang Anfeng thought for a while and said:

"About being able to deal with ordinary seventh-rank warriors."

"If the opponent is a little stronger, it will be difficult to say. If I can get close and drive Lei Jin into his body, I should be able to take it down, but the difficulty lies in this process."

Yuan Ci nodded, smiled without saying a word.

After walking for a while, Wang Anfeng said again:

"Master, can the palm of Prajna contain external energy?"

"If you can use the Prajna Palm to face the enemy, if you include Lei Jin in it, you should be able to add many changes."

There is another reason.

The core of the Tianleiquan taught by Li Bo lies in the control and changes of Lei Jin. There is nothing special about the moves, let alone comparable to the Prajna Palm.

Yuan Ci uttered the Buddha's name, stopped, looked at Wang Anfeng and said gently:

"Why not?"

"It's just that you have to do it yourself."

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According to Hong Luoyu, it was Wang Anfeng who found work for himself.

In the world of martial arts, the most powerful and important thing is not the appearance of the moves, but the change of internal strength hidden under each punch and kick, whether it is fierce or soft, all mixed together, it becomes this wonderful martial arts moves.

Even if it is Prajna Palm, the real core part is the use of internal energy mixed with palm strength. If it is purely based on the subtlety of moves, the level of the whole set of martial arts will drop by more than half. It has become a set of exquisite martial arts.

And what Wang Anfeng plans to do now is to try to remove the original palm strength technique that came with the Prajna Palm and replace it with the Sky Thunder Fist.

"From now on, just call it Tianlei Prajna Palm."

Hong Luoyu was floating in the air, watching Wang Anfeng ponder over his palms in boredom. Wang Anfeng looked very solemn, but his movements were not coherent at all, like a layman, a little stiff.

He raised his hand and stepped forward, and slapped down lightly, inconspicuously.

But then there was the sound of muffled thunder in autumn.

Hong Luoyu shrank her neck.

This deceptive palm technique reminded him of some unpleasant memories. He looked at Wang Anfeng as if he was a beginner. Jinrou went in and smacked his mouth.

He felt that this palm technique had the taste of Shaolin.

"So, it's better to tell your mother to look at your face with lightning palms..."

"Shaolin, a bald thief, a fucking bald donkey."

Hong Luoyu muttered in a low voice.

Wang Anfeng, who was practicing palms below, didn't notice, he was still engrossed in the martial arts of his hands, he swung his right palm upwards, with inner strength, after breaking through the air, there was a dull thunder.

The newly picked up Gang Lei Jin practiced very happily, as if he had practiced for a long time, there was a very familiar feeling, and the progress increased with each passing day.

Wang Anfeng thought about it, but he couldn't find any reason. He could only think that his cultivation base had surpassed the dragon gate and became the third rank, and it became much easier to practice this set of Lei Dao kung fu prepared by Uncle Li again.

Furthermore, this martial art was created by Uncle Li himself after all, so it is only natural that he practiced it smoothly.

In short, it is a good thing.

In the third year of Daqin Dayuan, the twelfth lunar month is the 21st.

It's snowing heavily.

Under Zhou Gang's almost tearful gaze, Wang Anfeng, who had lived in the inn for more than ten days, finally had enough of the sesame seed cakes here, and felt divorced.

When he came, he followed the Qingyang caravan, he didn't even have any baggage on his body, and he only carried a dead branch in his hand.Originally, he was still holding the dead branch in the yard and swinging the sword twice, but he has been too lazy to touch the dead branch in the past two days. He just locked himself in the door all day long, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Before leaving, Zhou Gang was very enthusiastic and sent Wang Anfeng out of the inn directly.When he arrived at the entrance of the inn, the simple and honest innkeeper tried to persuade him to stay:

"My lord, it's snowing heavily today, do you want to stay longer?"

Wang Anfeng carried the dead branch, looked up at the boundless and endless snow, looked at Zhou Gang with a half-smile, and said:

"Since you invite me so kindly, it doesn't matter if I stay for a few more days."

Zhou Gang's scalp went numb, and he opened his mouth, Na Na couldn't speak, just laughed dryly.

Wang Anfeng didn't continue to be embarrassed, looked up at the heavy snow, let out a breath, picked up the dead branch in his hand, threw it on the ground, and sank directly into the snow, making a soft sound.

Zhou Gang's gaze subconsciously slid down the dead branch, and when he lifted it up again, Wang Anfeng was no longer in front of him, but a large expanse of northern Shuo Xue went against the trend, as if swept by the wind, and a little green shirt flew like an eagle. It seemed that it soared into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Gang stood there blankly, and the dry and cold Shuoxue slapped him on the face like a knife.

His heart suddenly felt cramped, and he could slap a pig's big hand on his heart, but he still couldn't breathe.

He almost wanted to cry.

He originally thought that this master was a master who had just entered the seventh rank.

But in the scene in front of him, it is obvious that this person is half a head taller than he thought. At that age, it is not surprising that he will have the opportunity to become a high-ranking third-rank expert in the future.

But he actually let go of such a big pie?

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Zhou Gang raised his hand, and slapped himself hard, with a mournful face.

Call you greedy.

Call you stupid!
Such a big golden thigh, in the end, not even a hair on the leg was picked up.

Zhou Gang went inside in a daze. He didn't even remember what the second guy said. He pushed away the room where Wang Anfeng lived, raised his eyes, and immediately became stiff.

"This, this is..."

The wall was splashed, but only half of the scriptures were written.

This is really a big big snow.

Almost wanting to cover the entire world, the entire river and lake, the world is surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, which looks much cleaner.

Wang Anfeng walked through the air, traveling thousands of miles in a flash.

Because the speed is a bit fast, the black hair is flying behind the back, and they have been driving for several hours without stopping. The sky has gradually darkened, but the snow still hasn't stopped. Snake, in the farther distance, can see the lights of the world of mortals, and the stars are lit.

Wang Anfeng let out a breath of white air.

"Wangxian County, you're back..."

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