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In the courtyard of Zhou Binglin's house, Huang Shaohong slowly performed the Tai Chi Thirteen Hammers in the courtyard.

The way he was practicing the Thirteen Hammer Techniques at this time was different from the usual force and power of collapsing mountains and rocks when facing the enemy. Instead, it was three minutes slower than the fitness Tai Chi that the old man did during exercise.

But as the moves opened and closed, a scorching hot breath continued to rise from his body. This was the state when qi and blood reached their peak.

This made Zhou Binglin, who had his eyes closed to rest, couldn't help but open his eyelids and looked at him with surprised eyes. After a while, a trace of envy and relief flashed in his eyes.

Thinking back that he had reached this point with his qualifications, he was already in his thirties. I never thought that this cheap junior brother could reach this point in just ten months after mastering the method of training. He is really a monster!

At this moment, Zhou Binglin's ears twitched slightly, stood up, walked to the courtyard door in a few slow but fast steps, opened the courtyard door gently, and saw a man wearing a Tang suit under the afterglow of the setting sun.

The young man was raising his hand to press the doorbell.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Binglin looked at the other party with a somewhat impatient expression. Today was different from the past. Huang Shaohong was in the critical moment of tempering his strength and no mundane things were allowed to disturb him.

The young man was startled when he saw someone opening the door before he called. When asked by Zhou Binglin, he immediately remembered the purpose of his trip and immediately clasped his fists and said: "But Master Zhou Binglin, I am a disciple of the Yin family's Bagua, and I have been ordered by my master to challenge you."

This letter is for Master Huang Shaohong!"

Zhou Binglin nodded: "I am Zhou Binglin, just give me the challenge letter!"

When the young man heard this, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile on his face: "My master has ordered me to personally hand over the challenge letter to Master Dao Huang!"

This young man is one of Yin Manchuan's most proud disciples. He is also an accomplished disciple at a young age. Among the younger generation in the martial arts community in the capital, his strength is only surpassed by Duan Guochao and Jiang Hai. His abilities should not be underestimated. It can be said that he has learned

The essence of Yin’s Baguazhang.

Such a young man naturally has arrogance in his chest, so he wants to see Huang Shaohong. If the opponent is not good, he will not need his master, and he can defeat him himself. By then, his reputation among the younger generation in the martial arts world will be

It has been greatly improved, at least it has surpassed that of the world.

"Show your wits with me!"

Zhou Binglin had a ferocious smile on his face. He didn't have the elegant demeanor he usually cultivated. He stepped forward and raised his hand to give a palm.

The young man didn't expect that Zhou Binglin would take action immediately. He stepped through the mud, stabbed diagonally, put his hands through flowers, turned his palm like an ox tongue, and struck directly at Zhou Binglin's right rib.

This young man's strikes are cold, crisp, fast, and fierce, which are exactly the characteristics of the Yin Sect's Bagua Ox Tongue Palm.

A trace of disdain flashed across Zhou Binglin's face. He flipped his wrist and turned the push into a bind. His big silk-wrapped hand wrapped around the opponent's palm. Then he straightened his arm with a strong force. He heard a crisp sound and directly pulled the opponent's arm.

Wring off.

And just when the young man was about to cry out in agony, Zhou Binglin straightened his silk-wrapped hand, pointed it like a sword, and used the Tai Chi sword technique of picking grass to look for snakes, and pointed at the young man's throat.

At the Tiantu point below, the screams were instantly suppressed, and only a muffled groan came out, which sounded extremely tolerant.

Zhou Binglin grabbed the opponent's collar and lifted the young man who was over 1.80 meters tall, and then said in a deep voice:

"I, Zhou Binglin, have been practicing self-cultivation for so many years, and you really think I have a good temper. Don't say it's you, even your master Yin Manchuan doesn't dare to get tired of me. When you go back, remember to tell your master that I beat you. If you don't accept it, just let it go.

If he comes to me to ask for an explanation, I'll be waiting for him with wine!"

"Get out of here!" After saying this, he shook his hand and threw the young man more than twenty meters away, out of the alley and rolled outside.

Zhou Binglin spat: "Bah, shameless thing!" After saying that, he turned around and returned to the yard, closing the door gently.

When Yin Manchuan, who was discussing tomorrow's affairs with the masters in the martial arts world, heard that the disciple he sent to deliver the message had his arm broken by Zhou Binglin, he was so angry that he dropped his glass: "This Zhou Binglin beats even juniors, it's really stinking...

.rogue!"

Ma Huajun said in surprise: "He hasn't taken action for so many years. He thought he would cultivate his moral character, but he didn't expect that it's easy to change a person's nature. He still has the same fiery temper as before!"

Several big boxers around sighed: "The gangster is still a gangster when he gets older! And he is an old... gangster!"

Huang Shaohong struck down with one hammering move, making a thunderous sound like a tiger or leopard that shook the whole body's muscles and bones. Gradually, the force seeped into the internal organs and bone marrow.

The three steps of Neijiaquan taught by Guo Yunshen are bone-changing, tendon-moving, and marrow-moving. Huang Shaohong has already perfected the first two steps, but marrow-changing is the most difficult.

Bone marrow is hematopoietic. As ordinary people age, the hematopoietic function of bone marrow will gradually weaken. This is the so-called red bone marrow and yellow bone marrow in Western medicine. There is no need to go into details here.

In the three-step Kung Fu of Neijiaquan, if the strength is developed into the bone marrow and strengthened by constant vibration, the bone marrow can maintain its hematopoietic function for a long time. This is equivalent to the martial arts practitioners constantly exchanging blood, reborn, cutting off hair and cleaning marrow.

effect.

Huang Shaohong had not yet reached the level of Yi Marrow, but today he fought seven great boxers in a row to hone his strength, and his use of dark strength has been greatly improved. His strength has become more harmonious, and he is one step closer.

Finally reached perfection at this moment.

At this time, he kept punching and practiced the Thirteen Tai Chi Hammers over and over again, constantly urging his strength to cut away the hair and cleanse the marrow, and strengthen his body.

For some reason, he felt that when he was honing his own strength, the boxing skills he learned at Bao Zhilin always felt inadequate. On the contrary, the Tai Chi he learned from Zhou Binglin was able to use this strength.

A "bounce" is slowly struck, and the pores on the whole body open and close with the breathing of the fist. The skin becomes red between opening and closing, and it seems that blood is ejected from the pores.

As soon as the fist was withdrawn, the pores all over the body shrank and closed tightly, causing high bulges, veins appearing, and the whole body was black and blue.

The strength also breathes along with the fist movements, vibrating back and forth like sound waves in subtle vibrations between the skin, fascia, bones, bone marrow, and organs, gradually condensing into one, harmonious and smooth.

Finally, when Huang Shaohong hit a 'King Kong Punch Cone', the hair on his chest exploded instantly, the pores tightened and closed, and a force instantly surged to his chest. As he withdrew his fist, this force

The introversion penetrated into his heart, and then there was a soft sound of "pop" in his chest, and then the whole heart beat powerfully and rapidly, and it took a long time to stop.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Huang Shaohong finally stopped practicing. At this time, his heart was strong and his blood supply was at least twice as strong as before.

"good!"

Just as Huang Shaohong withdrew his fist and regained his composure, Zhou Binglin's voice cheered:

"Junior brother, today you have penetrated the bone marrow and heart with all your strength in one fell swoop, reborn your body, cut away the hair and cleansed the marrow, and finally reached the superior level of boxing. Now you are only one step away from the final kick, and you can use your strength to transform into the brain, penetrate the whole body, and penetrate into the subtleties.

, Congratulations, congratulations on becoming a master of Chinese martial arts!"

Huang Shaohong is also happy in his heart. With his current strength, he wants to go back to the world of Xun Qin and face Cao Qiudao. He will definitely let Lao Cao know why the flowers are so red!

But before he could say a few polite words, Zhou Binglin's voice changed: "But you have made a big name today. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has never been such a turmoil in the martial arts world. You are really going to be the second Yang

Invincible!"
Chapter completed!