62. There is no more to the end, and the punches are strong (please give me a monthly ticket)
Zhang Qingxi smiled slightly and said, "If you create a martial arts by yourself, even if the second junior brother is talented and talented, he is too young, has little knowledge and is not well-versed in martial arts, so he will never be able to create any powerful martial arts."
"But these eighteen ways of fighting immortal hammers are actually golden tendons and jade bone fists. The key martial arts must be attained. Master Feng has stayed in the golden tendons and jade bone fists. You don't have to think hard at all. You just changed the method to change the foundational technique into a killing technique."
"Well, although it is just using the boxing techniques left by the ancestor, I have to say that you have done a good job in junior brother, and you can be considered a genius of heaven."
"For my brother, I have practiced the Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist for so many years, but I never thought that you would practice boxing like this, and I never thought that this method of boxing could be used like this."
Sun Yanwan was slightly proud, but Zhang Qingxi immediately said: "This set of boxing is strong and masculine. It is easy to break, and it is extremely powerful and counter-humiliated. Therefore, when encountering people with little difference in martial arts, they can defeat the enemy even if they are slightly higher. However, when encountering people with too high martial arts, they must not be used. Once they are rebounded by the opponent's stronger internal force, they are afraid that their muscles and bones will be broken, which is extremely tragic."
Sun Yanwan didn't care and said, "If the other party's martial arts skills are higher than mine, the result will be similar if I use any martial arts skills."
Zhang Qingxi shook his head and said, "This boxing technique is too strong, so it's hard for the other party to hold back."
Sun Yanwan then woke up and thought to himself, "I'm still missing the secrets. After all, I was inspiration, not perfect enough. The Sixth Master was afraid that I didn't think of how to modify it for a while, so I didn't give me any advice."
Sun Yanwan actually thought a little bit off. How can ordinary warriors have the spare brain power to think about the internal principles of martial arts? Most warriors practice martial arts step by step. After practicing for a long time, some people will naturally "understand". Just like him, people who have to think about every move, every move, every trick, and every trick, are rare.
Many truths are commonplace on earth, but in this world, they are never seen.
After receiving the "reminder" from the elder brother, Sun Yanwan suddenly felt enlightened. He had a deeper understanding of these eighteen ways of hitting the immortal hammer and had countless wonderful ideas. He just felt that if he continued to deduce this, he would be able to deduce this way to the 14th position of Songyang School.
That night, Sun Yan spent all his night thinking about martial arts.
The next day, it was bright and the sun shone in the valley, making the east and west cliffs look like golden light.
After Zhang Qingxi got up, he saw Sun Yanwan still meditating and chuckled. He and Sun Yanwan were in Taiyi Temple, eating and living together, practicing martial arts together. Naturally, he knew that this second junior brother always wanted to use meditation instead of sleep, so that he could double the time he practiced Qi.
But even he had not reached such a state, and Sun Yanwan's cultivation was even shallower, so how could he do this?
Zhang Qingxi was slightly worried, afraid that Sun Yanwan would not sleep all night and was in short supply. He was about to go over and persuade him, and even wanted to say something to the Sixth Master Uncle and postpone Sun Yanwan's competition for a period of time.
Suddenly, the sunlight flowed into the Lingjian Tower and spread on Sun Yanwan's body. Zhang Qingxi saw the second junior brother, and his whole body made a crackling sound, buzzing muscles and tense.
Sun Yanwan let out a light roar and stood up. His muscles were like living things, wandering around, and a powerful force was generated from the inside out.
Sun Yanwan exhaled and made a sound, and made a dragon elephant Prajna. His fist shook the void, and a circle of white energy faintly swayed from the fist.
Zhang Qingxi shouted in surprise and said, "Second Junior Brother, you are punching hard!"
Not long after Sun Yanwan learned the Golden Tendons and Jade Bone Fist, he cultivated all the twenty-four meridian tendons to the level of live tendons. This level is also called the entry-level, but he recently practiced the ape tendons, dragon tendons, tiger tendons, and elephant tendons to the level of rebirth, which is considered to be the level of four meridian tendons. However, in the previous punch, Sun Yanwan's fist was already at the level of strong strength.
At least the dragon tendons and elephant tendons have been repaired to the level of strength.
Sun Yanwan smiled, stopped the boxing technique, and said, "Thanks to the guidance of the eldest brother and the sixth uncle, I have some understanding."
Zhang Qingxi thought to himself: "This is also a slight understanding? Many of the following classmates will be heartbroken and scold you for not speaking human words."
Being able to enter the strength of the boxing is already the seventh level of the foreign master!
Sun Yan competed three times in the evening, and was always upright. He defeated his opponent with one move of Hunyuan sword technique.
The three people he won were both of seventh-grade cultivation, and their skills were not inferior to Tang Shujing. However, when they met Sun Yanwan, they all felt that the internal strength of this surname Sun was fine, not worth mentioning. Although his swordsmanship was so skillful, he could not defeat his fellow disciples, but his strength was unusually strong. They were all forced to fight a move, unable to resist Sun Yanwan's powerful arm strength, and they hated the stone platform, and lost so much.
Although Sun Yanwan only repaired the dragon tendons and elephant tendons to the level of strength, he was also considered a seventh-level foreigner level, and his strength increased to three to four hundred kilograms. Even among the adult men who practice martial arts, he was still a person with great strength.
Such a arrogant force, the bonus to swordsmanship is incalculable at the level of the sixth and seventh grades.
The martial arts of both sides are similar, and Sun Yanwan's strength is two or three points, just like an adult hitting a child, and he can easily win freehand painting.
That night, after Sun Lingdie and the two girls in Nanmeng Palace left, Zhang Qingxi called Sun Yanwan alone and said, "Second junior brother, you can win all the way to this day, I am very relieved for you."
"If the master is here, he will definitely be very happy, but next, you will have the most powerful opponent, Master's closed disciple Pei Wushe!"
Sun Yanwan has never heard of this name. He has lived in Lingjian Tower for many days. He does not communicate with outsiders and rarely watches competitions between groups B and C. Except for occasionally watching a competition in Group Jia, he spends most of the time repairing.
He asked, "Senior Brother, how powerful is Pei Wushe?"
Zhang Qingxi said lightly: "It's only slightly inferior to me back then."
Sun Yanwan was silent for a long time and expressed her deepest words to the elder brother's cup.
"This person is very powerful, only slightly inferior to me back then..." Sun Yanwan even felt that if he had said this to the master's close disciple, he would probably be the child who would be angry on the spot.
Zhang Qingxi was afraid that his junior brother would be careless, so he explained: "There are quite a lot of disciples who have been in the sect for five years, and they have reached the seventh grade. However, when he heard that Pei Wushe was going to join the C group, many people extinguished the idea of winning the first place."
"Since you can't get the first place and you can't get the Yang Jindan, everyone will not hang out in the C group, and they will all go to the B group."
"Pei Wushe has been in the seventh grade for three and a half years. It is said that he can be promoted to the sixth grade within the year. His internal swordsmanship is almost flawed. If you encounter it, you must be careful."
Sun Yanwan asked: "How old is he this year?"
Zhang Qingxi replied: "It's probably one or two years younger than you. My master and I have been going down the mountain for a few years, and we don't know very well the specific age of this junior brother."
Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "Isn't it just a hit to a child?"
Chapter completed!