Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 38 Unusual!
A set of punches gave him a natural, smooth and beautiful kick, what a ghost.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at Wu Dong who had just got up and was still in a mess, and exclaimed: "You can do it, a set of boxing punches seems to have been perfected, and there is even such a brilliant idea!" There are signs!"

"Haha, Master Yan was joking!"

As he moved his body, there was a crackling sound of joints. Wu Dong said distressedly: "I only know such a complete set of boxing techniques. I practice every day when I have time, but it's a pity that my combat effectiveness is not very good!"

"You boy!"

Yan Zhendong believed this nonsense, laughed and scolded angrily: "Your attainments in this boxing technique alone are quite profound. The reason why you feel that your fighting power is not enough is not because you are young and your bones are not fully grown yet!"

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but mention: "When your kid is fully grown up, as long as this set of boxing techniques still maintains the current level, there will definitely be a place for you kid in the world!"

These words come from the bottom of my heart...

He has traveled all over the world for so many years, so he has naturally met many people in the rivers and lakes.

It can't be said that there are no excellent performances at such a young age as Wu Dong, but they are all talented children who are cultivated by those sects and families in the Jianghu.

It's not easy for Wu Dong, who came from a pure wild background, to be able to practice a set of ground fists to this level.

As for the other little beggars, obviously they didn't have this opportunity and luck.

His body and bones are worse than those of ordinary boys of the same age. It is obviously a problem caused by the bad life in the past, and it needs time to nourish.

Of course, Yan Zhendong is confident that as long as he is given a period of time, he can cultivate a group of little beggars into talents, at least it is not a problem to get started in martial arts.

As for Wu Dong, I haven't figured out how to give directions yet...

For the time being, Wu Dong didn't need Yan Zhendong's guidance, at least he didn't have much time to concentrate on martial arts until he finished solving the troubles of the squire Huang's family in the town.

He didn't hide from Yan Zhendong, and told his thoughts honestly.

Yan Zhendong didn't have any negative emotions, which is what it should be.

Last night, he already knew what happened.A bad temple and little beggars have to run away. Isn't it nonsense to talk about concentrating on martial arts at this time?

Even Yan Zhendong, who has the demeanor of a traditional martial artist, wanted to take the initiative to ask for help.

It was similar to Wu Dong's feeling of 'sorrow for the death of a rabbit' in his heart when he saw Yan Zhendong in a state of desperation yesterday on the street.

At this time, Yan Zhendong also recognized Wu Dong's identity as a warrior, and was very sympathetic to what happened to Wu Dong and his little beggars.

It's just that Wu Dong didn't take the initiative to ask for help, and he couldn't rashly intervene.However, he made a decision in his heart. If the Huang family in the town had a powerful martial artist to make a move, he would not stand idly by.

When it was time to eat breakfast, Yan Zhendong was shocked again.

"This, is this medicinal food?"

In any case, it can be regarded as a family tradition, and the Yan family of Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt has also been brilliant, so it naturally retains some heritage.

Even though the Yan family was completely ruined at this time, Yan Zhendong still smelled a very thin medicinal fragrance from the miscellaneous grain porridge for breakfast.

After taking a sip carefully, his complexion changed slightly, and he felt the warmth in his stomach, which is the proof that the medicinal diet is working.

At this moment, the way he looked at Wu Dong was completely different.

Martial arts training, with and without inheritance, are completely two concepts.

Inheritance includes not only martial arts moves, but also matching breathing methods, as well as medicinal diet and medicinal bath prescriptions, all of which are secret treasures of various sects and families.

Why are some martial arts masters famous all over the province and even the world at a young age?
For example, Huang Feihong in Foshan was named Yang Yuesheng at a young age, not only because his father Huang Qiying was the famous "Ten Tigers of Guangdong" in the south.

Another example is more obvious, that is Yang Luchan, a great master of Tai Chi.

They were named Yang Tianxia in their early twenties. Apart from their excellent talent in martial arts, the most important thing is that they all have inheritance.

Huang Feihong is the authentic school of Hong Quan, and Yang Luchan got the true instruction in Chenjiagou, the hometown of Tai Chi.

It was Yan Zhendong himself, in order to temper his family's hard work of eagle claws and iron cloth shirts, he used medicinal diet and medicinal baths to benefit a lot when he was a child, and the entire Yan family even spent all their wealth on him.

It is precisely because of this that he is so sensitive to medicinal food.

"Exactly!"

Wu Dong chuckled, and explained in a low voice while drinking porridge: "Among the beggar brothers I have followed before, there are many who have inherited martial arts. I learned boxing from them, and at the same time, I also have basic medicine. At least it is not a problem to identify medicinal materials and prepare simple prescriptions! "

"In addition, the medicine porridge we drink is a leftover from one of the brothers. He said it's not so precious, and the senior doctors in the pharmacy can basically make it!"

Yan Zhendong nodded slightly. Although Wu Dong's reason was a bit far-fetched, it wasn't a false lie. Such a thing could indeed happen.

While drinking herbal porridge, he casually asked, "Then, in addition to knowing martial arts moves, you should also have learned the matching method of breathing and internal training, right?"

"That's right, the elder brother who taught me the ground fist also taught a set of breathing methods, but the effect and function are not obvious!"

After drinking the porridge with medicinal food and miscellaneous grains in one gulp, Wu Dong directly explained and demonstrated the method of breathing that he learned from the outer door of Ehuzhai in his previous life.

Yan Zhendong was completely relieved now, the method of breathing that Wu Dong explained was very simple, and it was obviously used in conjunction with the practice of outer martial arts, and he could see the clue at a glance.

"This method of breathing, you must keep up with it when you practice!"

Since Wu Dong made such a frank statement, Yan Zhendong did not hide it, and pointed out: "If you can use the method of breathing to mobilize the blood in your body and exercise together, the effect will be even better!"

As he said that, he also drank the medicinal porridge in one gulp, stood up and took a long breath, his whole tall body suddenly swelled, giving people a feeling as hard as steel.

"See, my eagle-claw iron cloth shirt can cultivate to such an extent, and the matching method of breathing and internal training is also very useful!"

After finishing speaking, he let out a long breath, his body slowly returned to normal, he shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's a pity, what I practice is hard kung fu, not internal kung fu, otherwise..."

Otherwise, he didn't say anything, and Wu Dong didn't ask too much. It will be a long time in the future, and it won't be too late to trick Yan Zhendong out of his old ways.

After breakfast, Wu Dong told the little beggars to greet Yan Zhendong, Master Yan, and he Shi Shi ran away to do some business. It's time to deal with some things...

(End of this chapter)