Ying Zheng is twenty-two years old this year. His long-term martial arts training career has made his skin glow with a healthy bronze color.
Broad shoulders, a male dog's waist, solid muscles without any excess fat on his body, coupled with his tall and straight nose bridge, and two deep and shining eyes under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, he really has an impressive personality.
Any woman's capital.
But in Ying Zheng's twenty-two years of life, except for martial arts training and limited archaeological expeditions that interested him, he was automatically excluded from anything else.
In a planet with highly advanced technology like Blue Star, he quietly lived a life comparable to that of an ancient ascetic and a martial arts idiot.
Because he likes this sense of solidity day after day without any surprises. However, God made a joke on him today, a joke that has affected countless people.
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The Ying family courtyard.
In the center of the small courtyard, large black and white stone slabs are neatly laid out. If someone looks from mid-air at this time, they will find that the stone slabs are neatly arranged into a group of eight Yin-Yang Tai Chi formations.
The center of Tai Chi.
Ying Zheng slowly stretched out his hand, staring directly at the landing point of the five fingers with his deep eyes. He quickly grabbed it, and then retracted it into his arms, as if catching a fish in the void.
While taking action, his feet did not stop.
As his palms kept reaching out and retracting, his feet kept changing their landing points. Each change of steps was not big, but the frequency was surprisingly high.
At the fastest time, it seemed to be transformed into phantoms, and then it seemed to stay in place without moving.
In both movement and silence, his movements are not graceful. Even compared to the martial arts performances in today's society, his movements can be considered weird and even ugly.
But it is full of a strange charm and fascinating.
One punch and one step, mind and eye are in harmony.
I don't know how long it took, but Ying Zheng's movements became faster and faster, punches and kicks were thrown, and his hands and feet slowly seemed to be stagnant in space.
If it weren't for the sound of sonic booms that came from time to time in the air, it would have told others that he had not stopped, but that he was just moving too fast, giving people the illusion that he was stagnant.
"ha"
With a roar, Ying Zheng's body suddenly disappeared into the air.
A flash of light appeared again in the center of Tai Chi.
He planted his feet on the ground, clenched his fists between his brows, and opened his mouth suddenly as his chest expanded rapidly. A stream of white air shot straight out of his mouth, like a sharp sword, piercing the void in front of him and reaching three levels.
ruler.
The twelfth lunar month of winter is the coldest weather of the year.
As the white arrow was spit out, Ying Zheng slowly lowered his hands and closed his eyes on the ground.
Waves of heat were rising out of his strong body like boiling water, and large beads of sweat were dripping down his cheeks.
Time gradually passed, and it was past noon in winter.
Even in the cold winter, the black and white stone slabs paved in the yard are slowly warming up.
One is cold, one is hot, one is loose and one is tight.
The hot and cold cycle is in opposition, but the subtle changes in it constantly stimulate Ying Zheng's skin.
Ying Zheng's skin was constantly trembling slightly with the stimulation. However, he never opened his eyes, as if he was not aware of it at all. He let the sun, wind, and cold and heat cycle, and just slowly adjusted his breathing.
Concentrate and calm down, and listen to the sound of gurgling water that becomes more and more obvious with the beating of your heart after practicing deep in your soul.
He knew that it was the sound of blood in his own blood vessels, constantly flowing throughout his body under the power of his heart.
"There is a saying in martial arts. If one's skills are so meticulous, one can hear the blood flowing like a mountain spring."
So Ying Zheng is not surprised at all. After twenty years of hard training, what he is pursuing is the feeling of this moment.
Concentrate your mind and calm your mind.
Ying Zheng's mind was focused on his ears, listening carefully to the pulsating sound. From time to time, he followed the sound, silently mobilizing his muscles and bones, bulging, retracting, and vibrating continuously.
At this time, Ying Zheng was like a cheetah preparing to hunt, silent and patient. He was constantly vibrating his muscles and bones to remove the impurities he regarded as prey from his body.
The sun is getting higher and higher, and the cycle between hot and cold gradually begins to intensify.
The outside of Ying Zheng's body was now covered with a layer of blood. Those were the impurities in his body, which were melted by the cold winter freeze outside his body as the blood and sweat flowed out. Only at this point did he understand in his heart that he was on the right path.
, years of pursuit finally revealed the tip of the iceberg at this time, and it was no longer the smoke and mirrors of the previous years.
But he knew that this was just the first step. The more it reached this moment, the more he had to calm down, because only by being calm could his lonely heart find a way to break through.
He tried hard to calm down his mind, let his heart become more silent, and patiently waited for the best moment.
The sun was getting higher and higher. What was strange was that the black and white stone slabs that formed the Tai Chi formation under Ying Zheng suddenly emitted a strong cold air.
Along with the heat and sunlight absorbed earlier, Ying Zheng's body was violently stimulated.
One cold and one hot, as if transformed into another Tai Chi, constantly stimulating his body.
Time continued to pass, and I don’t know how long it took. A thick cocoon of blood gradually formed outside Ying Zheng’s body, shining brightly against the cold air and sunlight.
boom.....
There was a sudden thunderbolt between heaven and earth, and Ying Zheng, who was in a cocoon of blood, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Yin and yang merge to form thunder, and thunder rises from the sky, and all things sprout. The time has come, break it for me."
At the moment of the thunder, Ying Zheng roared loudly, his eyes widened in anger, the muscles and bones in his whole body pumped, making a violent roar, his heart beat violently, and the blood in his blood vessels also began to flow rapidly.
Getting faster and louder.
"Boom..."
Just when the sound was about to reach its peak, another roar suddenly erupted from the sky and the earth, accompanied by a bolt of thunder and lightning that struck straight towards the blood cocoon.
In just an instant, the thick layer of blood cocoon outside Ying Zheng's body was shattered by thunder.
The power of thunder and lightning did not stop and continued to rush towards Ying Zheng's martial body crazily.
In an instant, his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, accompanied by bursts of meaty aroma.
Seeing that Ying Zheng was about to turn into ashes under this heavenly power, a small iron plate he had been hanging on his chest suddenly emitted a fierce mysterious light.
That mysterious light seemed to have frozen time. Not only did it absorb all the power of thunder rushing into Ying Zheng's body, it also opened a gap in space next to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng, who had already lost consciousness when the power of thunder poured into his body, immediately fell into the gap in space.
