In the living room of the house rented by Lin Qianjun, Lin Qianjun asked Ye Miao: "What type of Chinese martial arts do you like?"

Ye Miao blinked his eyes, and he knew nothing about these things, so he asked, "Brother Gu, what kind of martial arts do you know?"

Lin Qianjun smiled and said, "Tai Chi, Bagua, Xingyi...I basically know a little about the southern fist and northern legs."

"What kind of boxing skills did Uncle Mo learn?" Ye Miao said.

"Look at his pair of ape arms, you should guess what boxing technique he practices." Lin Qianjun swung his arm and fisted, and the sound of muscles and bones exploded. Then he said: "Tongbei Fist, also known as Tongjian Fist, was originally a boxing technique transformed by the rod technique. Later, combined with Xingyi Monkey Fist, he learned the ape's agility. After great success, the force between the arms swings between the arms can break the iron of the essence."

"So that's it, no wonder." Ye Miao suddenly realized when he heard this, and then he asked, "Brother Gu, what do you think I'm suitable for learning?"

"With your muscles and bones, it would be best if you can learn horizontal kung fu. However, it will take at least several years to achieve results when practicing horizontal kung fu. Now that time is tight, you can only pursue quick success and learn fast." Lin Qianjun said.

"What's fast?" Ye Miao was puzzled.

"Between the heaven and earth, the eight poles of the nine states." As he spoke, Lin Qianjun punched out, and the fist wind blew up Ye Miao's short hair. In his horrified gaze, he said again: "Bajiquan is the first of the strong boxing techniques. There was a saying in the world, "With Tai Chi in literature, the eighth level of martial arts," and its moves are all pursuing the ultimate explosive power. If you ignore your own foundation, you can even achieve a small success in half a year at the earliest. With your physique and my secret elixir, you will not be unable to achieve anything after three days of extra strength."

"Is it really possible?" Ye Miao's expression became skeptical.

"Just try it out." Lin Qianjun smiled.

Afterwards, Lin Qianjun began to "guid" Ye Miao's boxing skills.

In order to let Ye Miao remember the key points of boxing deeply, Lin Qianjun had no idea of ​​showing mercy. After only half an hour, Ye Miao was beaten and covered in bruises.

When he felt that he was about to die, Lin Qianjun's pill passed by and let him wake up again.

Then there were consecutive destructions.

After one day, Ye Miao was beaten from the beginning, but later he became able to avoid two moves occasionally.

At night, Lin Qianjun did not let Ye Miao rest, forcibly used elixirs to refresh himself, oppressing his last potential. His clothes were wet and solidified by blood, but except for a few minutes of going to the bathroom, Lin Qianjun did not give him the time to take a shower, and he still practiced boxing in the living room again and again.

Lin Qianjun sat on the sofa next to him and watched a movie with melon seeds. Once Ye Miao punched him inadequately, or he was distracted, Lin Qianjun, backhandedly, hit Ye Miao with a melon seed.

Suddenly it was a blood hole, and the pain made him dare not slackewer.

Ye Miao was so troubled that he was willing to give up, but when he recalled the current situation, he could only sprint towards the target over and over again.

Anyway, you are not dead yet, so you can practice to death.

Compared to being so confused that there is no direction, you might as well work hard in one direction. Even if you fail in the end, you will at least have struggled.

Seeing this, Lin Qianjun couldn't help but nodded secretly.

The protagonist is the protagonist, and his will and tenacity are far beyond ordinary people.

As a result, it may only take more than two days to make him break through.

In this way, Ye Miao continued to practice boxing and endure destruction while eating the "Great Replenishment Pill" provided by Lin Qianjun.

At noon the next day, he punched him and an explosion occurred in his muscles and bones.

The fist wind blew the curtains in the distance.

Ye Miao's mind waving, and with a "swoosh", a melon seed fell on his arm, causing Ye Miao to instinctively continue practicing boxing.

Lin Qianjun looked at his phone with his eyes and said slowly: "The realm of national martial arts is divided into bright power, dark power, transformation power, and alchemy power. The so-called bright power means integrating the remaining power in the body and gathering it at a point of explosion. Your punch just now is the technique of the whole power. It is hard to buy a sound. You can understand the changes in the power here. Once you can use this punch stably, it means you have entered the realm of Ming power."

Upon hearing this, Ye Miao seemed to have realized something and became more serious.

An hour later, he punched and another explosion.

Then twenty minutes later, a sound of explosion came out again.

Then it became more and more frequent, and it was not until he made several punches and exploded one after another that he slowly slowed down a little.

Lin Qianjun put away his phone, threw it to Ye Miao a pill, and then said, "You have almost understood the skills of the whole body. After taking the pill, you can recover. Next, I will teach you how to fight."

"Okay!!" Ye Miao's expression was eager to try, swallowed the pill, and a warm current was born in his body and quickly converted into his physical strength. Even his injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feeling the changes in his body, he punched directly at Lin Qianjun.

"Bang!"

With a blast, the fist carrying a thousand pounds of force hit Lin Qianjun.

Lin Qianjun curled the corners of his mouth, dodged, and punched Ye Miao in the face.

Ye Miao was in pain and quickly adjusted his condition to fight back.

However, he still underestimated the gap between himself and Lin Qianjun. He was almost always beaten and had no power to fight back.

After figuring out the situation, Ye Miao began to learn how to resist Lin Qianjun and then dodge as much as possible.

"Don't think about it, punch quickly, rely on instinct!!"

"It's too slow...Your feet need to move at the same time..."

"What's the use of having power alone but not hitting people..."

"You've stepped on the boundary when you punch the land of lying in the cow!"

While Lin Qianjun beat Ye Miao, he was constantly teaching.

Ye Miao's learning speed is very fast. Although he is not as good as his eleven-point comprehension, he is definitely not bad.

According to Lin Qianjun's judgment, Ye Miao's understanding of boxing skills was at least eight o'clock.

With this level of boxing understanding, as long as you go the right path, you can make a name for yourself in the intermediate plane.

The third day came. After two days and two nights of uninterrupted training, he had almost practiced the boxing routines and parry methods to the core.

At this time, he was already at the level of LV4. In terms of national martial arts, he had reached the early stage of Mingjin.

Lin Qianjun could have let Ye Miao reach the sky in one step, which was easy for him.

But he has a very clear view now.

The spirit tempered from suffering is the most precious thing.

If he pulls seedlings to help grow, it will inevitably lead to a lack of mental journey.

So he has always grasped the measurements.

While Ye Miao was practicing boxing, Lin Qianjun quietly bought two sets of short-striking uniforms, one and one and two sets of short-striking clothes, and made them deliver to the door.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and Lin Qianjun asked Ye Miao to finish practicing boxing.

He gave him a pill to restore his strength, then handed him over a set of white short-striking outfits and said, "Put it on, go to "Long Teng" to save people tonight."

Ye Miao looked a little dazed, but he still did as he said.

In the bathroom, the water flowed against the blood that had already condensed into pieces of blood, and his face became calmer.

He had been waiting for a long time at this moment.

He used martial arts to abduct the ban. He didn't understand this before, but now he finally understands it a little.

Strength is the last line of defense to defend one's own rights.

When the world forces you to the bottom line, this is your hope.

Boxing is also power!!

He probably went there but never returned to this trip, but he still had no intention of being afraid.

After taking a shower, Ye Miao wore his white short-striking outfit and walked out to Lin Qianjun sitting in the living room and said, "Brother Gu, I really have nothing to repay you. If I can come back on this trip, I will definitely repay your kindness as a cow or a horse."

"Well, go." Lin Qianjun nodded and smiled, "Don't let my teachings down."

Ye Miaozheng pointed his head and walked out the door.

Just as he opened the door, he was suddenly stunned, turned around and looked at Lin Qianjun, and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Gu, can you lend me 30 yuan to take a taxi?"

Lin Qianjun twitched his mouth and waved his arm, and threw a fifty-year-old note to Ye Miao.

Ye Miao took the money and thanked him. After going out, he carefully closed the door and quickly left the residential building.

After waiting for a while, Lin Qianjun also changed into a black short-striking outfit and walked out of the door.

At the corner downstairs, he saw Yan Yunyan, a dance teacher who was wearing sportswear.

"Teacher Yan? Such a coincidence, I'm going for a walk!!" Lin Qianjun greeted.

"Yes, I just got off work." Yan Yunyan smiled and walked past Lin Qianjun.

Just as the two of them were wrong, Lin Qianjun's palms collided with Yan Yunyan's raised knees.

"Xingyihequan? Teacher Yan's kung fu has not fallen behind!!" Lin Qianjun smiled and said.

"You asked him to go to Longteng, didn't you let him go to die?" Yan Yunyan glared at Lin Qianjun and said.

Lin Qianjun's smile remained unchanged and said, "Aren't I going to finish it?"

"Then you are such a "good master"!!" Yan Yunyan said angrily.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that he will come back completely and will not delay you from creating villains!" Lin Qianjun blinked.

"Bah!" Yan Yunyan's face turned red, and she was about to take action again in shame and anger. Unexpectedly, Lin Qianjun had already walked away from the place.

When passing by Mo's Ramen Restaurant, Mo Peifu was ramen. Lin Qianjun said to Mo Peifu: "Boss Mo, help me cook a bowl of ramen, I'll come back to eat!"

"Okay." Mo Peifu responded, and then said, "You should hurry up, otherwise your face will be cold."

"Don't worry, it won't take much time." Lin Qianjun's mouth curled up, and his figure had disappeared from the corner of the street.

On the other side.

Ye Miao checked out and got off the car, looking at the neon lights of the Longteng Nightclub in front of him.

At this moment, his heart became extremely calm.

In three days, he had completely changed.

When he came tonight, he was not doing anything else, but for the utmost pleasure in his heart.

He looked at an old beggar at the door of Longteng Nightclub and put the remaining twenty pieces in his pocket into his bowl.
Chapter completed!