Martial Arts Name: Crazy Thunder Fist

Martial Arts Level: The World's Across

Cultivation level: No knowledge (first level)

Fighting power: Special

Special effect: With thunder-type exercises, it can strengthen power and speed several times.

Instructions for use: At first glance, the unorganized moves actually conform to the simple principle of "all martial arts in the world cannot be broken, only the speed cannot be broken".

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After Gao Gao died happily, he fell into the secret book of this set of boxing (no problem, very reasonable).

In theory, this set of boxing should be used with the internal power of the thunder system, but after I actually tried a few moves, I found that the internal power of the thunder system was just an external factor. Its principle is actually to stimulate muscles, magical skills and brain through lightning to achieve the goal of extreme strengthening speed.

The combination of somersault technique and Shennong Jin can also have a similar effect.

Of course, it is not as obvious as the effect of using lightning stimulation, but the side effects are much lower.

Low side effects and low effects, these two conditions directly lead to this weakened version of Crazy Thunder Fist... It was a lot of useless, and I threw it away after I finished researching it.

Unexpectedly, it’s okay to take it out to deal with the scene now.

And this guy Yang Zhi looked thin and his martial arts were so fierce that he had a strong martial arts journey. His palms opened and closed, and he fought with me in a draw.

"Ahhhhh." When the battle was in full swing, his palms actually emitted a faint golden light, and for a moment, the palm shadows were heavy, trapping me in the middle.

"Exit!" After I blocked several strikes with the speed advantage of the Crazy Thunder Fist, I felt that the situation was not good, so I put my left shoulder on my palm, rolled backwards, and jumped out of his palm wind range.

"What kind of martial arts are you doing?" I asked in a hoarse voice.

"Valoric Palm!" Yang Zhi said in a deep voice.

"Valley King Kong Palm..." A flash of lightning flashed through my mind, "So it's you?"

The Vajra Palm is a unique skill in Buddhism. Not many people practice it, and even fewer people are famous for it.

I happened to know one.

Monk Zhiming became a monk at the age of ten, practiced martial arts at the age of twelve, and became the first Vajra Hall in the White Horse Temple at the age of 20. He once used a pair of flesh palms to beat the Buddhist magic weapon Vajra Subduing the Demon Pestle, and was known as the number one person in Buddhist palm skills.

As his reputation grew, various temptations came one after another in the world. This Zhiming monk could block the Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle, but could not block the gentle place of the red pink. He broke the rill and was expelled from the temple.

It is said that after leaving White Horse Temple, the woman who seduced him also abandoned him. From then on, Monk Zhiming disappeared from the world, and everything he experienced became a classic example of the people in the world who took it as a warning.

The common name of Monk Zhiming is Yang Zhi.

Unexpectedly, the famous Buddhist monk in the past has now fallen to the point of being a follower for the young master.

"Yang retired for more than ten years, and you still remember this name. You must be a fellow martial arts master in the past." Yang Zhi smiled, "I don't know how many bloody storms there are in the world every day. Why do you and I beat you to death and live for a mere horse?"

"If you put the horse on, you will naturally not have to be beaten to death." I said hoarsely, "The Prince Qiu commanded the 200,000 elite soldiers in Yuzhou, and there are not many good horses in the mansion, so why do you make it so ugly in front of everyone?"

After saying this, the two sides entered a stalemate.

He didn't come to hit me, and I didn't go to hit him either.

"Little Prince." Yang Zhi whispered to Prince Qiu, "Or why not forget it."

"No!" The young master shook his head and said, "I have already calculated it once before, but I can't count it this time!"

"I can't beat it." Yang Zhi said.

"One can't beat, two can't beat. Aren't you very good at fighting? They are all blown out?" said the young master angrily.

"My martial arts skills are not the best in the world, and there are more people than me who can beat me." Yang Zhi smiled bitterly, "Little Prince, if you are unhappy, you can come and beat me to calm down."

"Your bone is so painful to hit you." The young master said with a bulge of cheeks.

"Let's go, go." Yang Zhi threw a wink at several soldiers in the mansion and pulled the young master away in a hurry.

I breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

If I really continue to fight, I have a high chance of losing without using the powerful Eagle Claw Technique and the Thirteenth Eagle Breaking Eagle!

But even if I use the Great Power Eagle Claw Technique and the Thirteen Breaking Eagle Styles, can I win?

It's hard to say.

I felt in my heart that this former monk Zhiming had been hiding his weaknesses, and his true strength should be more than that.

If it were me, I would have to do this if I was a follower of a second generation Wang.

First of all, your strength must be strong enough to make the second generation of Wang pay attention to it and not become a lackey (yes, the follower is just as strong as a lackey).

However, your strength must not be too outrageous.

If you are too strong, you will face all kinds of unreasonable demands from the second generation of Wang and have to take countless blame for him.

Strong crushing and low-key behavior are the perfect example of a god-level follower. Hundreds of years ago, the little book boy from the Taishi Mansion had already demonstrated the correct way to do it.

At Yang Zhi's greeting, the soldiers of the mansion let go of the lasso on Heifeng's body.

The black wind whistled, and after glanced at me, he ran away from far away without getting closer.

clever!

It knew I wanted to hide my identity, so it decisively cut off the relationship.

The black wind left, and so did the people from the Qiu County Prince's Mansion. As the onlookers gradually dispersed, I began to consider the next action.

As the saying goes, the road is at the intersection, I should go to the government office now, where I can ask about some information about the head captain of the Vermillion Red Hat.

But where is the government office?

I wanted to ask passers-by, but before I got close, passers-by fled in fear.

It's better to rely on yourself.

I stretched my neck and looked around and found that the tallest building nearby was a seven-story tower, guarded by fully armed soldiers.

No problem, no matter how many soldiers there are, they are just standing inside the building, and no one is guarding the exterior wall.

I quietly wiped it to the back of the tower, looked at the left and right without anyone else, and hooked my hands and climbed up.

Climbing on this ancient city building is indeed a unique feeling. Many small details that cannot be seen from afar are now presented in front of you one by one - carved window lattices, painted terraces, painted pedals, mossy waterways, cave-drilled wind walls, cracked inclined walls... In the angle between the windowsill and the inclined walls, there are even a few tenacious weeds growing.

The vitality and heritage of an ancient city are often hidden deep in such small details that no one pays attention to.

I avoided the soldiers who were visiting from the windowsill, crossed a row of rusty wall thorns, stepped on the highest floor of the window, and climbed up to the top of the tower.

Flutter...

A white dove was alarmed by me.

I held a protruding eaves on the spire, flipped my body sideways, and finally stood at the commanding heights of the city.

The wind roared in my ears, and now all living beings are like ants, which actually gives people the illusion of flying eagles flying in the sky.

Taking a deep breath, I squatted down and began to observe the ancient city carefully.
Chapter completed!