When the master left Yantai, Han Luo walked alone on the road, as if he was living alone, a little confused.

In fact, when he came to Yantai, Han Luo did not carefully observe the snow city. Today, he was alone and started to wander around.

The snow in Yantai’s streets has gradually faded. As the Spring Festival approaches, the whole city has a trace of leisure, which is not as busy as before. However, some pedestrian streets, commercial streets and crowds are full.

On the seaside and on the coastal road, there are few vehicles, and the sea is vast and surging like waves, rushing to the shore, some icicles are frozen, and the sea breeze is cold, so the population is relatively sparse. Some shops have also closed their doors, obviously preparing to celebrate the Spring Festival.

Han Luo was walking on this avenue, his whole body was trembling with coldness, but somehow, a sense of backbone of fighting with the sky came out in his heart. As he walked step by step, he felt very comfortable.

A man walked more than a dozen street intersections, and then he turned around and walked on a road in the city. This road is also considered a prosperous commercial road in Yantai. Several commercial buildings are intersecting and bustling.

Han Luo shivered and turned around and entered a commercial building. While keeping warm, he also went shopping in the mall.

After visiting the shopping mall on the fifth floor, Han Luo bought nothing. The master said that martial arts practitioners, especially those who have just entered the martial arts, should concentrate.

After Han Luo practiced boxing, he felt that his clothes were not very important, and his clothes were not ugly. He walked out of the mall and returned to the courtyard.

The snow in the courtyard was not swept. Han Luo trembled into the room and took off the coat of the down jacket, and then he felt a little warmer. However, his hands were frozen and it was difficult to move.

Why did the master bring him to Yantai to practice Xingyiquan? According to the master, Yantai streets are flat and there are few people, which is suitable for the introductory stage of practicing Xingyiquan.

Indeed, in Han Luo's hometown, it is impossible to find a flat road that can be used for four or five hundred meters straight and is sparsely populated. Han Luo still recites scriptures every day, practices the Three-Body Story, splits the boxing, and Tai Chi have been completely abandoned. Because it is not authentic, there must be some mistakes.

Han Luo put a three-body pose in the concrete floor of the bungalow, took a light breath, his head erected, his shoulders and elbows fell. When he swung the three-body pose, there was a mercury-like force in his body, which slowly sank along with his body.

Han Luo knew that this was 'qi'.

In the ancient Chinese culture, "qi" is a special cultural symbol. What is Qi, Taoism, Buddhism, martial arts, and doctors have their own annotations and different opinions. There is no unified cultural title. Obviously, the mystery of Qi has not been fully explained and has a certain confusing nature. And modern science cannot verify Qi!

Qi is mysterious and exists inside the body, and almost everyone can feel it, but there is no great man who can clearly explain Qi.

Lao Tzu said: "There is something in it, and its essence is very real." This is Qi, Qi is another kind of existence.

There is another annotation in the Wu family: Qi appears with blood, blood and qi are integrated, and qi and blood are inseparable.

However, doctors believe that Qi is just the product of the essence of the body's internal organs.

Each has its own merits, but it cannot be completely unified into a cultural symbol. However, it has a common name, which is the word Qi.

The hard qigong in the army has been scientifically proven. It is indeed possible to have iron head skills, iron arm skills, and iron crotch skills.

Moreover, the famous monk Haideng in the last century once taught in the army that he was old and Qingyi stood in the army, allowing the wooden stick as thick as a fist to hit his body, and his face remained motionless.

Although hard qigong cannot withstand bullets, it is still very effective in resisting sharp objects.

When Han Luo stood in the three-body posture for a long time, the energy in his body appeared, like mercury, sinking and like water. Once he stood, he was like mercury filling his body, and he had the heavy and soft power of water.

The real entry into the hall is to use this heavy and soft force to expose the body, causing extremely huge lethality.

Xingyi Gate is called: Hidden Power.

Tai Chi is called: hardness, softness and strength.

Although the properties of rigid and soft strength and dark strength are different, they still have common points.

Han Luo's heavy body was not tight, but his body was heavy. Instead, he felt very strong and stable. He could rush his legs and rush out one meter away. The strength on his hands felt good.

Moreover, as long as Han Luo turned lightly, he felt that his body was very light and agile. He clearly felt heavy but very light and agile.

The legendary masters of Xingyi Sect sprinted out ten meters away and were walking in the garden. This strength and skill were terrifying. Han Luo's chopping fist also gained the essence. Every time Han Luo cuts his lungs, he will feel the power of a lung increases, like a tiger's lung, and the power becomes stronger and stronger.

This kind of power is difficult to describe in words. If you have to describe it, it may be similar to the force you express when the muscles move while the tiger walks, and it is not bulky.

This is the true essence of the spirit.

The split fist is a boxing technique that increases lung power and strengthens physical strength. After practicing for a long time, even if you don’t learn martial arts, your lung power and physical strength are also kung fu. With kung fu, martial arts will naturally come. The Spring Festival is coming, New Year’s Eve.

Firecrackers sounded four times, and the entire Yantai City was also bright and visible to the sky. The fireworks were burning fiercely, and the children were wearing new clothes and still went into the fireworks.

At this time, the sea was silent and there was no one. The sea was pitch black and I couldn't even see clearly. A young man was wearing a black down jacket and thick gloves, practicing chopping fists step by step.

His expression was serious, not affected by the sound of waves in the sea. Instead, he became more and more monopolized, immersed in the chopping fist. I am afraid that someone would not hear him at this time. His thinking had completely condensed on the fist. Han Luo breathed gently, and the chopping fist came out step by step, hitting a thousand meters away, and continued to move forward.

Nothing to look down on.

With the chopping fist, Han Luo has truly entered the Tao.

Night, sea breeze, waves, firecrackers, and fireworks. A young man was walking step by step by step.

"Um?"

Han Luo's hands suddenly became full of energy, and the coldness of the sea breeze also dissipated because he felt his skin thickening, like an elephant skin, and his fingers were as thick as carrots. His palms were like two small vortexes, and his fingers were tightly held up from their fingers, unwilling to open them.

He was shocked for a moment, immediately closed his fists, walked onto the road, took off his gloves, and his palms were still the palms, neither thick nor thin, but that feeling still existed.

Did I practice wrong?

Han Luo became confused and immediately did not dare to continue practicing. He quickly returned to the courtyard. Han Luo looked at his hands worriedly. What's wrong with my hands? Why does it feel as thick as an elephant's skin?

And faintly, there is a kind of martial arts energy dispersed in my heart.

Even if you feel that you are invincible in the world, you can kill anyone in front of you with one punch. This is a kind of self-confidence that comes from nature.

When a tiger stood in front of Han Luo, Han Luo also felt unafraid.

He has transformed.

"Click."

At this time, the sound of walls climbing out of the courtyard sounded, and the wooden boards in the courtyard were slammed, as if someone had come?

"who!"

Han Luo roared, opened the door and rushed out. Although he was just a teenager, he was very confident and had that kind of martial arts temperament on his body.

"Why are there anyone?" A fluent local dialect sounded, and a man in black wrapped in a black body cursed and rang in a hoarse voice: "Take out the money."

"Thieves? Robbers?" Han Luo was stunned. He never expected that there would be thieves in a big city!!!

Moreover, although the thief was shocked by his roar, he actually asked him to take the money when he saw his appearance?

It turns out that he is bullying the young man.

Don’t you know that in ancient times, Huo Qubing went to the battlefield at the age of 17 and was named the "Champion Marquis" at the age of 19. Shi Dakai came out of the mountain at the age of 16 and killed all directions at the age of 19.

Since ancient times, heroes have emerged as young people.

The thief man is not only not afraid, but because the other party is younger and more courageous, he draws out a switchblade and smiles: "Did you hear the words, ask you to withdraw money?"

Han Luo looked at the thief man walking towards him step by step, and his heart became calmer. He swept his eyes slightly and landed on a porcelain washbasin at the door. With his eyes swept, his toes hooked up, and the porcelain washbasin suddenly bounced up and was grabbed by him.

"Swoosh!"

The thief just shook the knife in his hand, but before he could react, Han Luo fucked a porcelain washbasin with one hand and smashed it down.

His eyes were instinctively reflexive, and he used his hands to block them, and closed his eyes.

At this time, Han Luo kicked his foot and instantly flew out a meter. He reached the thief man, and roared angrily, and his lungs roared. In winter nights, he could see a cold current. He slashed with one hand and slashed with force, and even slashed with a heavy buzzing sound.

It's like an ancient hero resurrecting him! He slashed the thief man with one hand.

The thief man immediately covered his face and screamed. Han Luo took the opportunity to twist the thief man's wrist, and took the opportunity to punch the thief man hard on the waist.

Suddenly the thief man lost all his combat power! His waist and ribs are soft and brittle. Even if he is not a boxer, he will hit his waist and ribs. As long as he has strong strength, the opponent will lose all his combat power. (If you like it, you can try to press your waist and ribs. If you press it lightly, it will hurt slightly, let alone clench your fist and hit it hard?)

Han Luo snorted lightly and looked at the dazzling fireworks outside. He didn't expect that he was actually thinking about it!

He floated back to the room, picked up the landline, and dialed the alarm! After a dozen minutes, the police car heard it at the entrance of the courtyard, very low-key.

The policemen who got out of the police car were all glaring. At this critical moment, someone actually stole it? Didn’t they add some black spots to their files?

Suddenly, the thief was pushed into the police car by two policemen.

One of them, but his skin was dark, especially the policeman who didn't look good, glanced at the switchblades and porcelain washbasin on the ground, looked at Han Luo, and a slight curiosity appeared in his eyes.

How could a boy beat a middle-aged man with a knife?

Could it be the real successor of national martial arts?
Chapter completed!