But wherever there are such things as martial arts in this era, they are all monopolized by those big hidden families.
The remaining exercises are completely useless and have no effect.
"There are almost no mental techniques circulating outside, and it is difficult to find a good technique." Ning Fan sighed.
Yun Lan rolled her eyes at Ning Fan: "I know you have a way, tell me, and I'll give you a small reward."
"Oh, Sister Lan, I am definitely not that kind of person. In fact..."
Before Ning Fan could finish his words, Yun Lan took the initiative and kissed Ning Fan, which made his eyes widen.
"Hurry up, I want to take my strength even further."
"Sister Lan, isn't this bad?"
Yun Lan said disdainfully: "Just pretend, you kid. The last time you kissed me forcefully, you weren't so shy."
"Ahem..."
These words made Ning Fan blush. At that time, he really couldn't control himself and was addicted to kissing.
I couldn't help but think of the scene where I forcibly kissed Yun Lan in the car. Except for not taking off my clothes and taking any further steps, I did everything I had to do.
Quickly throwing the bad thoughts out of his mind, Ning Fan scratched his head and said, "If you want a technique, I can't help you, but I can teach you a boxing technique and a breathing technique."
"Can!"
Yun Lan originally wanted to become stronger, but now that he met Ning Fan, he had to seize the opportunity.
The two came to a secluded place, and Yunlan changed into sportswear, but it was still difficult to hide her stunning figure.
The best of the best...
Ning Fan said with a smile: "Sister Lan, this boxing technique was taught to me by my master, please take care of it."
After saying that, he started punching step by step, so that Yun Lan could clearly see the essentials of the movements.
I deliberately slowed down the speed and demonstrated it with one punch.
Yunlan's eyes gradually brightened. She was a martial arts practitioner, so she could naturally see the subtleties of this boxing technique.
Every punch and every move carries the power of oppression. If the force is used, the force will be so powerful.
"Xiaofan, what's the name of this boxing technique of yours?" Yunlan asked.
Ning Fan scratched his head: "It seems to be the Tiangang Fist. My master got it in his early years. It's a pity that it only has the first ten punches. Logically speaking, it already has thirty-six punches."
"I want to learn, you teach me."
"Okay, okay, come on!"
Yunlan is originally a person who has both strength and softness, so Tiangang Fist is indeed suitable for her.
As a child, Yunlan learned the basic routines, but she was already dripping with sweat.
I don't know why, but every time I punch, I can feel that my body's bones are being reorganized.
Every step was so difficult, my bones creaked.
But the more this happened, the more Yun Lan felt that this boxing technique was really not simple.
Biting his teeth tightly, he finally completed the evolution of the first punch.
Ning Fan said: "Sister Lan, don't be anxious. Martial arts training can't be completed in one move. I have suffered a lot since I was a child, so take your time."
"Xiaofan, this boxing technique is really not simple. Although it is very painful during the boxing, I feel that my body is much smoother after the boxing."
"That's right, so don't worry. Now I'll teach you how to breathe out."
"Um!"
The two of them stayed together for an entire afternoon.
In the evening, Yunlan dragged her tired body to take a bath.
"Xiao Fan, you have nothing to do anyway, why don't you just stay here and lecture me about martial arts tonight?"
"Isn't this... bad?" Ning Fan rubbed his hands.
Yunlan walked out in a nightgown, as fresh and refined as a hibiscus emerging from water, and so delicate and charming.