Anger, the ultimate anger, seemed to be like the red glow in the sky, burning wildly.

"There are many people in the world who swallowed the soul beads, will they all kill them?"

"How can I know that I can't kill them all?"

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

…

Zhou Yi had a confused dream, dreaming that he became a knight, and he was in the world and fighting against some unknown enemy.

However, the final outcome of this dream turned into a nightmare because this knight was not the best in the world.

After he was defeated by the enemy, his limbs were cut off and his facial features were flattened. He became a human pig and suffered from the enemy's torture.

Eventually his head was cut off and his body was eaten by wild dogs.

No one knows his glorious deeds, and even his name is submerged in the vast ocean of history, with only a strong anger left in the world.

...

At five o'clock the next morning, Zhou Yi, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes in a daze because he had a bad sleeping position and had a little stiff pillow.

"I...I'm not dead...No, I'm Zhou Yi."

Only then did he realize that he had a very realistic nightmare last night.

I was confused and couldn't remember it clearly, but the unwillingness when the knight died in the end was filled with my heart, making people extremely irritable.

"Is this the indomitable heart?"

Then he was stunned and jumped up from the bed.

There was a huge aura in my body, just like the aura after getting drunk.

A burning heat came from the heart, spreading wave after wave throughout the body. It was like an earthquake, filling the body with unprecedented energy, and I couldn't wait to find a place to vent.

This feeling is actually quite uncomfortable. The whole person is like a bulging balloon, and is already on the verge of extremes. As long as a vent appears, it will explode quickly.

The spirit was inexplicably excited to the extreme, just like the excitement that was as high as the cultivation of immortality, only one step away from becoming immortal.

Zhou Yi didn't want to see others at this moment because he might not be able to control his emotions and slapped him with a slap. He was good and bad, and then he slapped him first.

The remaining reason tells yourself that you should not hit someone, and if you beat him, you will be ruined.

He just wants to overcome the tribulation now!

So he put on his clothes as fast as possible and jumped out of the window.

Three floors, not high.

But in the past, he could not do this, even if he could do it himself.

"Pu" and landed smoothly.

He bent his arms slightly, clenched his fists, and his biceps bulged the curve of his clothes. The sense of power he had never experienced before made Zhou Yi feel at a loss. He was tall and straight, Kong Wu was powerful, and his heroic posture was erect, but his eyes looked a little confused.

He started running at high speed on the playground.

One, two, three...

The spring breeze came towards us and quietly walked away with light steps. Zhou Yi even felt that he was so fast that he could catch up with this slight spring breeze!

Power, unprecedented great power!

After running for about half an hour, it was equivalent to only doing warm-up exercises, and I had a thin layer of sweat and was extremely happy.

Zhou Yi felt that this way of venting emotions was too slow, and he suddenly had a whim and tried a series of Fire Tong Fist from the ancestral masters!

Early plums welcome the rain, while the snow sluggishly rises to the sun. Just a starting move, Zhou Yi understood that today is different from before.

That strong anger and unwillingness captured the essence of the Fire Tong Fist.

The limbs and bones were filled with endless heat, and the muscles were like the soreness of an ant crawling through him, which made him unable to stop.

With one punch, the air around suddenly became hot.

This is a sign of burning caused by psychic energy.

His highly sober mind made him fall into a very strange state.

Pushing forward one punch after another.

The anger was pouring out, but my heart was getting more and more happy.

Fire Tong Fist, also known as "Fire Fist", was created by a monk from Ranshan Temple hundreds of years ago.

At that time, the world was in chaos, and hunger was everywhere, and strange things were everywhere. The monk went down the mountain, and the Vajra was furious and used his fists to hit a clean world, which made the famous flaming fist.

However, the Flame Fist can kill the weird thing, but it cannot save people, cannot transform food, cannot change people's hearts, and cannot reverse the troubled times.

The world is so vast, what can a single person do if he is a glaring King Kong?

Every time a monk goes, he has to face endless suffering. More and more people are asking for him and waiting for his rescue on the roadside.

If you don’t save me, what kind of monk is you?!

However, sometimes manpower is exhausted, and there are many things, no matter how angry you are, it will be useless.

So, there was another hint of unwillingness to this flame fist.

This unwillingness is very subtle, but it is the true essence of the Fire Tong Fist. Only by mastering this unwillingness, the anger deep in my heart will continue to flow and reappear again in the spring breeze. At the same time, it makes people's brains highly clear and know what they are doing.

Only by mastering this little unwillingness is the real top skill. It will make people become stronger and stronger in battles and fight more and more.

Otherwise, under extreme anger, humans are just a beast that has lost their minds.

In the dark, it seems that I have mastered the true meaning of the Fire Tong Fist.

"But the mental backlash seems to be very big...a lot of energy is consumed."

Zhou Yi's head was dizzy and remembered the story his master once told.

Using spiritual energy will inevitably lead to backlash. The backlash of Fire Tong Fist is not strong anger, but a hint of unwillingness.

It will expand over time, causing people to fall into despair.

Things in the world are difficult, and no matter how angry it is, it is useless. The monk who invented the Fire Tong Fist is naturally depressed and cannot die well.

At the end of the story, he cut himself off a mountain near Ranshan Temple.

Later generations gave this mountain a nice name, called "Taohua Mountain".

Peach blossoms were planted beside the monk's tomb, and the surging anger before his death turned into a quiet peach forest.

"Taohua Mountain" has become a holy place for couples to date. What monks like to do the most is not to punch strangely, but to help others resolve their marriage, and then ask for a vegetarian food at a banquet for the newlyweds.

Just say, if men and women who enter Taohua Mountain to date, if they truly fall in love, they will occasionally hear a confused voice on the hillside, "very good, very good."

The reason why famous sects are called famous sects is not only a long history, but also a growing number of talents. In times of crisis, there are always amazing talents and beautiful people who stand up to interpret the spirit of "hero".

Whether the official likes "heroes" or not, folks always like it.
Chapter completed!