"Brother Yang, your strength has grown too fast. If I only use stick techniques, I will no longer be your opponent!"

Zhang Xiaohu has good martial arts qualifications and high understanding, but his martial arts speed is not beyond the scope of a normal person. With his current strength, if he meets Wang Renze's general, Vulture, will also have the power to fight.

But compared with Yang Yun, his strength growth rate was a bit slower. He watched helplessly, Brother Yang found his current position from an ordinary person without a foundation, a fast city.

However, he did not feel jealous in his heart. The faster Yang Yun's strength grew, the happier he was. The two had the same goal, which was to kill Wang Renze to take revenge.

The higher the strength, the greater the hope of revenge.

Yang Yun shook his hand and put the long stick on the weapon stand not far away, with a smile on his face and said nothing.

At this time, Tan Zong's figure appeared on the edge of the martial arts training ground. Seeing him walking, the faces of more than a dozen monks who were standing together changed, and they quickly used their body techniques to disperse themselves and continued to practice stick martial arts.

Tan Zong snorted coldly, ignored them, and walked directly to Yang Yun's side. His eyes looked at him. With plenty of food and hard practice, Yang Yun's body is now bigger than before.

"Meet Master!" Yang Yun and Zhang Xiaohu immediately clasped their hands together and bowed.

"Not bad! You two have already practiced Shaolin stick technique well, and have also started practicing the secret technique of iron cloth shirts, and have not disappointed my expectations for you!"

"Especially Yang Yun's progress is rapid, even I didn't expect it!"

Tanzong also heard about Yang Yun’s reputation in Shaolin Temple these days. After he taught the two of them the iron cloth shirts and the basic Shaolin stick technique, he asked them to practice with other monks.

Unexpectedly, in just a short time, the two of them developed a little bit of success.

"This is because the master has good teachings, and with the frequent guidance of Senior Brother Kong and others, the disciples can make such progress!" Yang Yun said modestly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a force coming rapidly. This force came too fast and it was too late to dodge. Yang Yun subconsciously adjusted his breathing, moved his body slightly, avoiding the frontal impact.

Bang! The force hit his chest, as if it was hitting the thick cowhide, making a dull sound. Yang Yun took two steps back in a row, and then he removed the attacking force.

"good!"

It was Tan Zong who suddenly took action. He couldn't help but show a hint of shock on his face. His arm that took action actually felt a recoil force.

Tan Zong deliberately tried to test it, and had already used three points of strength. As a result, Yang Yun gave him another big surprise. The power that could generate a countershock means that he had almost completely mastered the first level of the iron cloth shirt.

In less than a month, he practiced the first level of iron cloth shirt. In the history of Shaolin Temple, no one has achieved such an achievement except for the founder of Bodhidharma.

As a master, the better the qualifications of the apprentice, the happier the Tan Zong will naturally be. Especially this apprentice with outstanding qualifications is working hard enough, which makes people unable to find any problems.

"You have already mastered the first level of the iron cloth shirt!"

Tan Zong first praised, and then his expression became a little serious, "But I heard that you spend several hours every day practicing iron cloth shirts, and still practice hard on your own in private?"

"It's true! The disciple has never practiced martial arts before and does not want to fall behind other senior brothers, so he can only work harder!" Yang Yun explained.

Tan Zong shook his head immediately after hearing this. "The old saying goes, haste, and it is not possible to achieve it! If you practice too hard, it may not be a good thing. A person's energy is like flames, and his body is like firewood. If you blindly make courage and diligence, you can indeed become stronger quickly."

"But this kind of strength comes at a huge price. If the flame burns too strongly, it will quickly extinguish after it emits light and heat!"

"Although the secret method of iron cloth shirts in the temple is perfect than other methods of tempering muscles and bones, it is a hard skill and martial arts practice. If it squeezes the body too much, its life will definitely not last long in the future!"

Yang Yun nodded in his heart. Of course, he knew that it was good to have strong mental power, whether his body or body was physical. He was full of energy every day, but in fact he used his mental power to stimulate the potential of his body.

He looked energetic and practiced martial arts for a long time, all at the cost of quickly consuming physical potential and life span.

If this continues, the body will be exhausted in a few years. According to Tan Zong, firewood will be burned out and firewood can only be used to die. After all, the martial arts of this world focus on qi, blood, muscles and bones. There is no internal energy and true qi! It is impossible to use internal energy and true qi to nourish the body.

However, Yang Yun is not a person from this world. He came to Shaolin Temple to find ways to become stronger and go back to solve the dilemma. In this world, he is destined to be just a passerby.

As long as he can accumulate enough time and space energy before his life span is exhausted, he will leave directly. He doesn't have to worry about exhausting his physical potential.

"Thank you for your concern! But the purpose of my disciples and Xiaohu coming to Shaolin Temple is to learn martial arts and avenge them! As long as I can kill Wang Renze, the traitor, it is worth it even if my disciples reduce their lifespan!"

Naturally, Yang Yun would not tell the truth, but showed a firm look on his face. When talking about Wang Renze, he gritted his teeth and fully expressed the hatred in his heart.

"Brother Yang is right! As long as you can take revenge, the disciple is willing to pay any price!" Zhang Xiaohu, who was standing beside him, was immediately touched by his heart when he heard this, and his face was full of excitement and anger.

"What a fool!"

Tan Zong shook his head helplessly. He had no way to resolve the hatred of Wang Renze in his heart. He could only sigh and turn and leave.

At night, the moonlight is like water and the stars are dotted. The summer mountain wind takes away the heat of the day.

The two figures intersected each other under the night sky, kicking each other with fists, and their moves were as fast as the wind, and their power was as dull as thunder. After being stimulated by Yang Yun's words during the day, at night, Zhang Xiaohu also dragged his somewhat tired body and followed Yang Yun out to practice fists and feet.

Bang bang!

Zhang Xiaohu's legs were linked together, using his unique skills. His legs were strong and strong, and his moves were constantly bombarding like flowing water. It made Yang Yun stand on the left and right blocks a little difficult to resist.

Of course, Yang Yun used not a chain of legs. After learning this set of legs secretly, he just practiced secretly when there was no one in private, and did not let Zhang Xiaohu and other monks in Shaolin Temple discover clues.

The martial arts of chain legs are more powerful than the boxing and foot skills of Shaolin Temple, second only to the secret method of iron cloth shirts in Shaolin Temple.

Yang Yun secretly used some of the steps of the chain legs, which immediately made the basic leg technique of Shaolin Temple several times stronger!
Chapter completed!