Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 37 Eagle Claw Iron Shirt

When he followed Wu Dong and came to the ruined temple, his expression was a little unsightly, and he felt that Wu Dong was suspected of being a liar.

If it weren't for the cannibal's short mouth, the meal in the restaurant before was still unfinished, and I'm afraid he really had the urge to get angry.

In fact, the environment of the ruined temple is too bad!

It's not about the hygienic condition of the ruined temple itself. Under Wu Dong's repeated requests, the sanitation environment of the ruined temple is quite good. It is much better than the inn that Yan Zhendong rented before. The key is the location and surrounding environment.

It is far away from the human habitation, surrounded by wilderness and mountains, and the ruined temple stands alone at the foot of the mountains. It is not a good accommodation environment at all.

After seeing a group of teenagers living here, he finally believed what Wu Dong said about the little beggar leader when he introduced himself.

It's just that these little beggars living in the ruined temple have ruddy complexions and strong bones. Although their clothes are a little tattered, their mental outlook is not like ordinary beggars at all.

He was invited by Wu Dong to enter the ruined temple, and he solemnly introduced it to the little beggars.

Although he felt a little unhappy, or he didn't have confidence in Wu Dong's strength, Yan Zhendong didn't show it.

"Master Yan, please come with me and let you watch some things, so you will know that I haven't lied to you!"

Yan Zhendong was not good at concealing his emotions, so it was easy for Wu Dong to see the clues.

He couldn't help chuckling, and took Yan Zhendong to the cellar behind the ruined temple, pointing to the cellar which was mostly empty, but still had some rice, flour, grain, oil, and cured fish and bacon reserves, and said leisurely: "These are enough for us. The food is consumed!"

Ignoring Yan Zhendong's surprised expression, he continued: "Maybe Master Yan didn't know that this cellar was full of goods, but for some reason most of them were temporarily moved to another secret warehouse for storage!"

Speaking of this, I said to myself: "Master Yan, I have a good way of hunting in the wild. As long as I can continuously catch wild animals, whether it is exchanged for money or rice, flour, grain and oil, we can guarantee our daily life. !"

Yan Zhendong's heart was shaken, and he was shocked by the facts in front of him.

Most of the unhappiness on his face dissipated immediately, he never expected that a group of little beggars living in this ruined temple would have such ample money.

Speaking of which, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

He is not as good as a bunch of little beggars for a strong man, it makes people laugh out loud, it's unreasonable.

However, when he returned from the cellar to the main hall of the ruined temple, he did not raise any objections, and he accepted the offer by default.

With a stable life to live, he has no intention of continuing to eat and sleep in the open.

Even the next day, when he learned about the troubles encountered by the little beggars in the ruined temple and their decision, he didn't change his attitude.

In my heart, I felt a lot of sympathy for the little beggars.

Nima, a group of little beggars relied on self-reliance, and managed to live a good life, but the old master Huang in the town refused to let them go, and sent people to exploit them in a big way, but anyone who is bloody can't stand this.

As for the decision made by the little beggars in the ruined temple, he did not raise any objections.

It's not impossible to go to Foshan City, especially after he learned about Wu Dong's series of methods, he felt more and more that the boy he met this time was not simple.

He ran from his hometown in Shandong to the border of Foshan, and he is definitely well-informed.

An existence like Wu Dong has the ability, means and courage, and as long as the opportunity is right, he will be able to stand out. He may not know what will happen in the future, and he suddenly looks forward to it at this moment.

Now that he decided to accept the offer, Yan Zhendong naturally had to consider showing his skills, so that Wu Dong could understand that he was right.

The next morning, he got up very early.

Unexpectedly, it was not too late for the little beggars in the ruined temple, and they all started doing warm-up exercises in the yard at this time.

I secretly praised in my heart, found a slightly larger open space, and started exercising with only my upper body bare.

Squatting on a horse and standing still, the pale black skin on his body undulates with the rhythm of breathing, revealing a muscular and strong body.

The most surprising thing is that with the expansion and contraction of the light black skin, it feels like real refined iron, giving people a feeling of extreme toughness.

Half an hour later, he stood up abruptly, with his hands clasped together, he stepped forward and swung his claws fiercely, bringing out the slightest clear sound of breaking through the air.

Next, Yan Zhendong's figure was as fast as the wind, like a goshawk flying high in the sky, with sharp claws flying in the air, with unstoppable momentum and endless screaming.

What a set of sharp eagle claw skills!
drink!
After practicing a set of Eagle Claw Kungfu, I don't know whether it was out of joy or intentional to perform in front of Wu Dong and the little beggars when I closed my posture. I suddenly flew up into the air with my feet staring at the ground, and stretched nearly ten feet forward with both claws. .

Whoosh!

A piece of the mottled bark of an old tree in the yard was dug up.

There are still five clear claw marks left on the solid tree body!
At this point, Yan Zhendong stopped slowly. At this time, his bare upper body was already dripping with sweat. Obviously, the exercise performance just now was quite exhausting.

And a group of little beggars who were also exercising in the yard, including Wu Dong, all stopped their movements at this moment, staring blankly at Yan Zhendong who stopped, and were shocked by his amazing performance just now.

Even Wu Dong didn't expect Yan Zhendong to be so strong.

He can also do it with fists and feet, but of course it is not as easy and natural as Yan Zhendong.

The most important thing is that when Yan Zhendong's eagle claws were flying, he clearly heard the faint roar of air explosion.

what is this?
According to the classification method of internal boxing, this is a sign of success.

Thinking about it, Yan Zhendong can compete with Huang Feihong, how could his martial arts fail to reach the level of Ming Jin?

I made it, this time I really made it...

It seems that the Yan family's martial arts inheritance is not easy to be able to cultivate the eagle claw iron cloth shirt to this level.

"Master Yan is really amazing!"

Wu Dong was not stingy with compliments, he praised them again and again, and asked for advice by the way: "Master Yan, I learned a martial art of ground punching from other beggar friends, and I would like to ask Master Yan to correct me a little bit!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Zhendong to reply, he rolled on the ground as soon as he got short.

But in the blink of an eye, his body was already covered in dust, so he was in a mess.

Yan Zhendong didn't care at first. To be honest, the punching was really unsightly, just like street gangsters wrestling on the ground.

However, gradually Yan Zhendong's expression became serious, even a little serious.

Wu Dong seemed to be rolling on the ground, but he rolled very regularly. During this period, he punched and kicked smoothly and naturally, without any sign of hesitation.

What surprised him was that although Wu Dong was rolling on the ground all the time, although the strong phoenix driven by his fists and feet was weak, he should not be underestimated.

(End of this chapter)