Jiang Lang stood outside, watching with itch.

Lei Dong and several teammates were practicing sparring, and it was still a one-on-three match, the wind was blowing under their feet, and the sound of punches colliding with each other made people feel excited.

He couldn't understand Lei Dong's way, but he thought it was awesome.

Even though they have the same physique, they can still fight against three people. It's even more exciting than watching WWE.

A teammate clearly had his arms in front of his chest, and he successfully blocked Lei Dong's straight punch.

However, like a balloon, it soared into the sky and popped out of the field.

He cursed and said, "Made, stop beating~ bullying!"

Jiang Lang stared, and couldn't help shouting: "Fuck! What the hell is this?"

Made!

Hit people to the sky with one punch, and still not get hurt!

Is it so amazing?

Jiang Lang's voice also interrupted the competition of several people.

Lei Dong glanced at Jiang Lang and walked over: "Boss, why are you here?"

Jiang Lang said excitedly: "It's nothing, I'm bored, come and have a look."

After a pause, he imitated Lei Dong's moves and gestured.

"By the way, what you did just now, internal strength? Martial arts?"

Jiang Lang's eyes were full of curiosity.

Back then, Mr. Jin's book was popular all over the country!

Many people are fascinated by reading, and imagine that they can also become a generation of heroes!

I still remember that when he was young, he held a wooden stick and fought alone against [-] cauliflower soldiers, almost beheading them all.

But his father stopped him, tied him to an old tree outside the courtyard, whipped him dozens of times, and lay on the bed to recuperate for three days.

but...

Still unable to stop the blazing martial arts dream in his heart.

but...

After growing up, Jiang Lang realized that there is no internal strength, it's all a lie in the novel.

But Lei Dong's punch just now really shocked Jiang Lang, as if it opened the door to a new world.

"No!" Lei Dong smiled and shook his head.

"No~" Jiang Lang murmured, with a bit of frustration on his face.

Pursing his lips, he looked up at Lei Dong, and asked curiously: "However, how did you do it just now?"

Lei Dong frowned and said, "This is called national art~"

"National art? What do you mean?" Jiang Lang questioned.

"Guoshu refers to the traditional martial arts techniques of our country of Hua." Lei Dong glanced at Jiang Lang and said lightly.

Before Jiang Lang could ask, he continued.

"Eh~ what you saw just now is the inner strength in the martial arts I use."

"You can understand it as a method of exerting strength. Just like ants, they can lift things dozens of times their own weight. Through this method, their strength becomes infinite..."

"Of course, it's only theoretically infinite. After all, the human body has limits."

Although Lei Dong said so, Jiang Lang was still a little excited. He couldn't help but asked, "Can I learn?"

Lei Dong looked at Jiang Lang who was inexplicably excited and frowned.

"You can, but boss, you have already missed the best time to practice martial arts. If you want to achieve something, I'm afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice changed: "Besides, there is no martial arts practice now. No matter how strong a person is, he has no advantage in the face of hot weapons."

"after all..."

"Beyond seven steps, the gun is fast! Within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate!" He made a small joke, but his eyes were a bit lonely.

Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment, but he still said, "Then how strong is the national art until the end?"

Lei Dong heard the words and explained.

"Currently known martial arts are divided into Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin. They are both strength and state, and represent three different shackles for martial arts practitioners."

"Ming Jin: Exercise the strength of the whole body, and then concentrate it. When you punch out, the air explodes, and the prestige is amazing. It is often said that "a thousand catties can't buy a sound". Ming Jin hits people like a cannonball."

"Dark strength: exercise the heart and fur, adjust the center of gravity of the back and tail vertebrae, make the outer membrane of the muscles and bones of the whole body transparent, and generate dark strength, which is also said in martial arts "through the two veins of the whole body~", dark strength hits people like needles , if someone touches it lightly, you may be tricked."

"As for Huajin, it penetrates the whole body, regulates the internal organs, controls every organ inside and outside the body, and spreads the dark energy all over the body, so that a feather cannot be added, and flies cannot fall. It can be said that it is a sign that human beings can achieve. Hanging pictures."

"Turning energy into the energy of transforming realms, people are not gods, and it is not easy to do. As far as I know, Huaguo does not have a master of energy transformation!"

"The last Huajin masters were Wu Sheng Sun Lutang and sharpshooter Li Shuwen a hundred years ago."

"However, even such a character can only withdraw sadly when facing hot weapons." Lei Dong shook his head and sighed silently.

Gan!

A bit inferior!

Sure enough, money is king.

If you have the time to practice martial arts, you might as well make more money, regardless of whether you are a master or not, just "papa~" two shots, and you will be knocked down directly.

Thinking in his heart, his enthusiasm had faded by half, and he said cheerfully: "Okay~ You guys can practice slowly!"

Speaking in his mouth, he was about to leave.

"Ding~ The new detection task has been issued now"

Mission: Inheritance of Chinese martial arts

Although the martial arts is lonely, the national art still exists. As a hero, although you have the physical limit of the human body, but you can only swing the eight punches randomly, which is really a waste of your talent.

Conditions: 1. Follow Lei Dong to practice Chinese martial arts for one month 2. Practice at least 5 hours a day

Reward: Mastery of Neijiaquan (including Taijiquan, Xingyiquan, and Baguazhang)

I rely on!

Jiang Lang looked at the system page and frowned slightly.

Hearing Lei Dong's explanation, he no longer has any interest in martial arts.

This reward...

To be honest, he doesn't like it either.

Forget it, no matter how small an ant is, it's still meat!

Thinking of this, he said to Lei Dong: "I thought about it, I'd better practice."

"Eh~ Let's start tomorrow morning, I have work tonight."

Lei Dong was a little confused, but nodded.

"Okay, boss!"

After Jiang Lang glanced at the time, it was already noon before he knew it.

He waved his hand and said, "Okay~ I'll go first."

He planned to find a place outside, have a casual meal, and then go directly to Broken Dragon Mountain.

After all, the suburbs are quite far from here.

......

Evening - Broken Dragon Mountain.

In the sky, at an unknown time, it suddenly rained heavily, which wet the eaves, the soil, and the street.

"Damn it, what's wrong with the weather forecast? Why is it raining?" Zhao Zhenglong hid in a temporary tent and couldn't help but swear.

"How about telling the people in the imperial capital that the match is cancelled." Zhao Yanyu walked over, looking at the heavy rain outside, with a worried expression on his face.

You know, this is Broken Dragon Mountain, the Holy Land of Death!

Ordinary people would be scared to death if they ran around, not to mention it was raining, if they were not careful, they would definitely die...

"Why, are you sscc scared..." A strange voice came from outside the tent.

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