The Sims of the Realms

Chapter 23 Martial Arts Triple Realm

"Practicing martial arts is impulsive.

I am also a person who has come from your age, and I can understand, after all, when I was your age, I was also the eldest child, my second child. "

Zhang Feng exercised his muscles and bones and said casually.

Lin Weiran also punched the air a few times casually, making crackling noises, but almost everyone present could do it without any surprises.

"bring it on!"

Zhang Feng hooked his hands at Lin Weiran!
"excuse me!"

Lin Weiran cupped his fists in salute.

As soon as the voice fell, the two shot at the same time.

I don't know if Lin Weiran had an illusion, the two of them have almost the same moves, but Zhang Feng's Wing Chun is full of murderous intent.

If Lin Weiran is a gentleman who forbears, then Zhang Feng is a deadly killer. In terms of fierceness, Lin Weiran is not as good as him.

But that doesn't mean he will lose!
Lin Weiran's arms were like whips, and he lashed Zhang Feng's body, erupting with force, Zhang Feng was in pain, Lin Weiran stepped forward quickly, raised his right hand and slashed at the whip.

There is a saying in "Boxing Classics": Lazily tie up clothes and go out to put on airs, change the posture and step with a single whip, this is the truth, it can be seen that the whip is fierce.

"What a strong hand, your Wing Chun is very good!" Zhang Feng's hands swelled up, and he clenched his fists with a cracking sound, which seemed to be a circle bigger.

Lin Weiran knew that his hands were not swollen, but were running vigorously, which is a normal phenomenon that only occurs when he has practiced boxing all the year round and his cultivation has reached a certain level.

"His kung fu is deeper than mine!"

Lin Weiran judged it in an instant.

The depth of kung fu is not compared with strength and speed, but the comprehension of strength. With the same strength, the destructive power produced by a master of martial arts is extremely amazing.

Lin Weiran hit Zhang Feng with a series of attacks. Although Zhang Feng was in pain, most of his strength was taken off by him.

"Come again!"

Lin Weiran stepped forward.

It doesn't matter if he can relieve his strength, as long as the attack is uninterrupted, he will have no room to parry. Zhang Feng's Wing Chun techniques have also been practiced to a very deep level.

Cooperating with the wooden dummy post method, it seemed to be more than capable. Lin Weiran punched vigorously, Zhang Feng swung his elbow to counterattack, and his foot was extremely stable. In terms of posting skills, he did not lose to Lin Weiran.

"Young man, although your Wing Chun is not authentic, you practice it really well. I don't know why you are so angry. Could it be that Ye Wen is your master?"

Zhang Feng supported Lin Weiran's hands and then pressed down. The two faced each other, almost cheek to cheek, talking to Lin Weiran with great interest.

The duel between masters changes rapidly.

Zhang Feng was so entrusted to talk to Lin Weiran in battle, obviously he had figured out the depth of Lin Weiran, but Lin Weiran was not to be outdone.

"Both each other, each of you is not authentic, and Wing Chun insists on distinguishing authentic or not. Could it be that Zhang Tianzhi is your father?"

Lin Weiran retorted.

"Good boy, glib!"

Zhang Feng was not angry at all, he suddenly saw Lin Weiran stepping forward, he got up from the ground and slammed into himself, Zhang Feng quickly stepped on the two-word clamp, and bent his knee to clamp it.

However, Lin Weiran's strength exceeded his expectations, no matter how solid his skills were, he was knocked back several meters by Lin Weiran before giving up.

"You are not Wing Chun! If you say it is Tieshanjia, it is even less authentic than Wing Chun!" Zhang Feng couldn't help but said.

Lin Weiran said disapprovingly, "If it's authentic, you'd probably fly several meters away, and you'd have to follow the watch even if you fell to the ground."

"Let me go according to the watch, do you have that ability? Kung fu doesn't depend on whoever is strong, so try my trick."

Zhang Feng took a stride and dusted with one hand!
The back of his hand hit Lin Weiran's chest and abdomen with a bang, but Lin Weiran had already put his hands on his chest and easily blocked it.

Zhang Feng was not in a hurry,
With one move, he circled his hands and pushed forward.

In an instant, Lin Weiran only felt a strange force rushing into his body unstoppably, his chest felt tight, and he felt an indescribable discomfort.

With all the strength in his body, he felt unable to use it, as if his body and mind were under a layer of shackles, and a strong feeling of aggrieved came to his heart.

Looking at Zhang Feng and Lin Weiran's thoughts of wanting to defeat him, at this moment, he was extremely powerful, and he almost exploded with all his strength to stop his retreat.

Then he swung his fist with a very pure intention to hit him. At the same time, the feeling of being able to hit anything when flying cards came to his mind again.

Lin Weiran threw this punch out of nowhere, and Zhang Feng saw Lin Weiran's fist in his eyes, and he couldn't dodge it no matter what.

boom!Zhang Feng was staggered by the beating.

The discomfort in Lin Weiran's body gradually eased. He guessed that it was probably because of the disappearance of that strange force.

But even so,
His combat power is only [-]% to [-]% left.

"No more fights, no more fights! What should you do, don't be an eyesore here, do you hear me!" Zhang Feng roared angrily.

Lin Weiran had to admit it.

Zhang Feng is in a better state than him.

"You read that right, Brother Feng was slapped in the face!"

"That kid has something, but did you find it? Brother Feng's last move, which was light and fluffy, caught that kid by surprise. It's unbelievable."

"I heard that it is the essence of Wing Chun..."

……

After dismissing everyone, Zhang Feng looked at Lin Weiran: "How are you, are you okay? You can still hit me with a black force, that's pretty good!"

Zhang Feng praised unabashedly.

"Is that dark energy?" Lin Weiran reacted. Ye Wen once told him that the third level of martial arts is light, darkness, and transformation.

And Guo Yunshen, the master of internal boxing, once said that there are three levels of martial arts, light and dark, and there are also three levels of truth. It is used to change the temperament of a person and restore its original truth.

Ming Jin is the strength in boxing, it is bone-changing kung fu, practice it to build the foundation, strengthen the body, make the bones of the body as hard as iron stone, and the posture and temperament are majestic and strong like Mount Tai.

The triple realm was comprehended by the master of martial arts. Light, darkness, and transformation each have their own merits. Lin Weiran is now Ming Jin.

It is the stage of beating muscles and bones and accumulating Qi and blood.

If it was someone else, after practicing to Lin Weiran's level, he would already be able to understand the dark energy, but Lin Weiran was extremely talented, and the accumulation of the bright energy stage was so profound that even Ye Wen was speechless.

The reason why Ye Wen didn't teach him the dark energy technique was because he wanted to see how far Lin Weiran could build his foundation at this stage.

But Ye Wen never dared to think that Lin Weiran would be able to withstand the dark energy entering his body at this time, and still have the strength to fight back, which is really beyond the standard.

Seeing his difference, Zhang Feng asked casually: "Why, your master didn't teach you the technique of dark energy? That's right, your foundation is not good enough and you haven't reached dark energy yet. It should be because your master is not very professional, right?"

"My master?" Lin Weiran thought about Ye Wen, "He should be quite professional, but I don't think I can get the maximum salary."

Zhang Feng smiled and said: "Whoever says you can't get it, isn't it the maximum salary? I'll give you one. We just lack crouching dragons and phoenixes like you."

Lin Weiran: "..."

Why are you still scolding people?

But it's nice to get the top salary.

"By the way, how much is our maximum salary?"

"Ten yuan a day, and the game is extra."

Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"Is this also called the maximum salary?" Lin Weiran is a bad person, why does he look unreliable, and feels like being pulled into a thief's boat.

PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket~
(End of this chapter)