Chapter 6 You fell down before I even exerted any force
Although Ning Yan's predecessor had no ability, his ancestors were also rich. It is said that he once served as a minister of the Sixth Ministry. In those days, he was full of horses and horses, which was very prosperous.
It's a pity that the descendants failed to live up to the expectations. Today, only a house with three entrances and three exits remains, and the rest that can be sold have basically been sold.
But Ning Yan is quite content. At least the house is big enough and the location is good.
This is the CBD of Mingzhou City.
What are the identities of the neighbors around here? On the left is a Sima, and on the right is a soldier. When I go out without an eight-horse carriage, I feel embarrassed to say hello to them.
There are actually many people who have secretly looked for their predecessors and wanted to buy the Ning family's house.
It's a pity that the predecessor was only thinking about restoring the glory of the Ning family, and made it clear that the ancestral home would not be sold until death.
Then he died, and he was able to resurrect himself through his body.
Ning Yan still doesn't understand whether there is an inevitable connection between the two. In short, he thinks that the neighbors around him are quite unpleasant.
Coincidentally, his neighbors thought so too.
"Hey, why don't you just say it? Are you going to help the Chai family again?"
As soon as she walked out of home, Ning Yan heard harsh ridicule coming from the roadside.
The speaker was a young man in brocade clothes. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. He should have been at a vigorous age, but he seemed a little lethargic and had dark circles under his eyes.
Ning Yan didn't reply, his eyes lingered on the other person's crotch for a moment, then he turned away with a contemptuous smile.
He seemed not to say anything, but also seemed to have said everything.
"Stop, what do you mean!" The young man in Jinyi suddenly became anxious, as if someone had caught him with a sore leg, he blushed and yelled: "Sun Er, go up and beat him hard!"
"Yes, Master."
A man wearing a coarse shirt beside him responded in a muffled voice. He simply moved his muscles and then strode towards Ning Yan.
The young man in brocade hesitated for a moment, then added: "Just teach me a lesson, don't be too harsh!"
He knew that Sun Er was a ninth-level warrior, and his arms already weighed hundreds of kilograms. He could punch through a tree as thick as a bowl. Ning Yan's thin arms and legs might not be able to withstand his full blow. p>
Sun Er nodded, jumped over a foot high, and reminded him: "Master Ning, be careful."
He bent his fingers into claws, poured internal energy into his arms, and used his favorite moves.
Fuhuquan·Hungry tiger attacks sheep!
As you can tell from the name, this set of Fuhu Fist is the most common boxing technique in the world, but after Sun Er's years of practice, it is extremely powerful.
However, what Sun Er didn't expect was that just when he was about to touch Ning Yan's back, his eyes suddenly flashed and he missed it!
"What are you doing, Sun Er!"
Young Master Jinyi didn't know the inside story. He only saw Ning Yan's shoulders swaying and no movement of his feet. Sun Er himself grabbed at the empty place next to him.
When did the friendship between these two people get so good that they started playing match-fixing together?
Ning Yan raised her eyebrows and added to her anger: "That's it?"
"Come again!"
Sun Er gritted his teeth and said, he was going to go all out.
Fuhuquan is a skill that uses a hard bridge and a hard horse, so Sun Er's attacks were wide open and large. Every step he took caused billowing smoke and dust on the ground, and the sound of tigers roaring when his fists were blasted out.
But no matter how fast his fist speed increased, it would still come close every time.
Just a little bit different!
Ning Yan's body seemed to be weightless, always keeping a close distance from his fist, like a willow that moved with the wind, remaining motionless in the storm.
No matter how clumsy Sun Er was, he could tell that this kid had definitely learned a very good body skill.
"Come on, Sun Er! Beat him!"
Sun Er listened to his young master's shouts and couldn't express his sorrow.
The other party is too slippery!
After being unable to attack for a long time, Sun Er's energy was exhausted in a short time. He was panting from exhaustion and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
Ning Yan clasped his hands behind his back, licked his lips and said, "No fight?"
He hasn't sweated yet.
"Fu Liu Shen Technique" was originally created by a senior from Xianyin Palace and emphasized softness and agility, but now that he has used it, it appears to be somewhat free and elegant.
"That... of course is impossible!"
A burst of determination flashed in Sun Er's eyes, he raised his breath suddenly, took advantage of the distance between the two sides, and punched brazenly.
It’s the ultimate move in Fuhu Fist: The Evil Tiger Climbs Over the Mountain!
All the blood and energy in his body exploded at this moment, and a tiger's head even faintly appeared at the edge of his fist. Although it did not reach the level of condensation, it was already rare among ordinary ninth-grade warriors.
Ning Yan, who had been dodging left and right before, was now frozen in place, blankly watching him punch.
You won't cripple him...
Sun Er couldn't bear it in his heart and subconsciously withdrew his strength.
Why bother beating workers? Why beat workers?
But when he punched him, he was like a cow falling into the sea. Ning Yan just resisted without dodging, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"The first stage of his transformation into the Heaven of Freedom, is this what it turns out to be..."
What does it mean?
A trace of doubt flashed through Sun Er's mind, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw Ning Yan punch out with his backhand, and the fierce tiger energy wave at the edge of the fist was actually real!
The same evil tiger is crossing the mountain!
If Sun Er's Fuhu Fist is like the first roar of a tiger, then Ning Yan's punch is like a tiger shaking the forest!
The difference between the two can be said to be worlds apart.
My life is at an end!
The strong wind of the fist rushed towards his face, almost deforming his facial features, but it finally stopped at the last inch away from his face.
Sun Er's eyes were dull, and his knees softened and he sat on the ground.
Live, survive!
But why is his Fuhu Fist so much better than mine...
Ning Yan turned her fist into a finger and flicked his forehead lightly, waved her hand and said, "I won't do this next time."
If Sun Er hadn't deliberately used his strength just now, his punch would have beaten him to pieces.
Fortunately, he still has some conscience.
"Li Tai'an!"
The young man in brocade clothes was about to run away, but he happened to be stopped by Ning Yan.
"Shout, what are you calling me for?"
"What are you doing in front of my house?"
Li Tai'an frowned and said, "Does this road belong to your home? I can go wherever I want, young master!"
Ning Yan raised his fists and smiled viciously: "It seems that you, the boy, are drinking as a penalty instead of toasting me."
"Don't, don't, don't!" Li Tai'an was startled and immediately squatted on the ground holding his head, "Isn't this Yanliu Lane blocked? Others won't play with me, so I have to come and bicker with you..." "Are you quarreling? If I hadn't been so powerful, wouldn't I have been tricked by you?"
"Who knew you would go out so late? I'm tired of waiting..." Li Tai'an felt aggrieved: "Besides, you have nothing to do."
Ning Yan realized it later and raised his head to look at the sun.
It turns out that it’s past noon...
Nearly three hours have passed since I obtained the martial arts skills in the morning.
Of course, these three hours were not wasted.
There’s no reason not to pick up some skills when you’ve hit the skill book!
After listening to the dog system for so long, he began to wonder if he was really gifted. His practice went extremely smoothly. He felt Qi in the blink of an eye. In two hours, he had traveled all over the world and successfully stepped into the world.
Enter the ranks of ninth-grade warriors.
As for how strong the internal energy is...
At present, it is probably at the third level of Dou Zhili.
There is nothing we can do about it, after all, practice still takes some time and effort.
In the remaining hour, he chose a set of martial arts to practice first.
Martial arts are different from martial arts. They are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. There are no specific cultivation limits when practicing. As long as the life is hard enough, theoretically speaking, ninth-level warriors can also practice heaven-level martial arts.
As for whether the sea of meridian qi in the body can withstand the backlash is another matter.
Ning Yan originally wanted to pick up Huang-level martial arts to practice, but under Shen Qiuning's guidance, he changed it to the Xuan-level middle-level "Fuliu Shenfa".
According to her, learning how to run away and save your life is more important than anything else.
Sure enough, I used it right after I left home.
It is said that since he met this woman, he has started to get lucky, and whatever he wants comes to him.
"Brother Ning, I...can I go?"
Ning Yan pondered for a moment and then said, "Don't worry, tell me about Yanliu Lane."
Li Taian was not sleepy anymore if he wanted to discuss this, and he suddenly became very excited: "Then you have asked the right person! Speaking of Yanliu Lane, I have to mention Miss Lan'er from Yicui Pavilion. Her skills are outstanding. Brother Ning, you
If it were my first time..."
"Who wants to listen to this!" Ning Yan's head was filled with black threads: "Tell me how you were banned."