Lord of the Desert

Chapter 25
"In addition to the martial arts, today I will pass on your soldering iron hand."

Hong Li listened slightly, confirmed that there was no third person nearby, and continued.

"The killing method is divided into five categories, namely attacking, lifting vertically, horizontally practicing, recovering, and sacrificing one's life."

"Attack the main fight, such as weapons and moves;"

"Improve the vertical main movement, such as footwork, light body;"

"Practice the main body horizontally, such as hard work and jujitsu;"

"As for recovery and sacrifice, the former heals internal and external injuries, while the latter burns blood and disintegrates demons."

"The soldering iron hand is a means to guide, gather and explode the flaming qi in specific acupoints."

"Among the many offensive methods of Yanliu Gong, the iron hand is the foundation..."

Hong Li's lectures were clear and detailed, covering the main points in a quarter of an hour.

Hong Fan concentrated his attention and did not miss anything.

But when he carefully repeated the process of sending moves in his mind, he found that it was quite complicated, far less simple than Jiang Youde's actual combat yesterday.

"You should be familiar with your soldering iron hands for the first time. When practicing, you must be meticulous in your movements and mentality, otherwise haste makes waste."

Seemingly seeing what the disciple was thinking, Hong Li explained again.

"Wait until you think and breathe, without thinking about it, and the movement of true energy is completely separated from external movements, you can enter the state of 'no tricks' and move as you wish."

"The fiery knife used with the weapon operates in the same way as the iron hand. It is nothing more than to penetrate the heat into the weapon in the hand. The true energy is consumed more and the explosion is more concentrated."

[Penetrate heat into the weapon?Can the sand dominated by the sand world be counted as a weapon? 】

Hong Fan thought when he heard this.

【If I replace the mechanical structure with gravel, and replace the fuel with flames...】

With one thought, many cases of knowledge from previous lives came one after another, blowing the branches and leaves of the dragon soul tree whirling.

Hong Li didn't know what his disciple was thinking, he just thought he was memorizing carefully.

"You have acquired the doorway. From now on, you can practice on your own. If you don't understand, feel free to ask me."

He said, standing up to signify the end.

When he was about to leave, the old man remembered the most emphatically mentioned boxing moves in yesterday's rumors, and couldn't help but go back and add.

"One more word..."

But Hong Fan answered before Hong Li.

"Gong is the foundation, technology is the last."

As soon as this remark came out, the old and the young both burst into smiles.

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It was five o'clock in the evening when Hong Li left with his hands behind his back.

It was May, but the sky was still bright.

Hong Fan walked out of the teaching dormitory and returned to the training ground, only to find that Hong Fu hadn't left and was still waiting for him.

"Brother Fan..."

Seeing someone coming out, Hong Fu quickly trotted up.

"It's still there, how long have you been waiting?"

Hong Fan smiled and walked towards the target area.

"Brother Fan, you actually went to seek revenge on the teaching assistant yesterday, and even told me it was a trivial matter..."

Hong Fu complained, walking side by side with his clan brother.

"How can it be said that it is seeking revenge, it is just a show."

Hong Fan shook his head.

He could see that Hong Fu was worried, and he thought he understood.

Originally, Hong Fan and Hong Fu could be regarded as an anti-stress duo in ethnology.

Now that the former is soaring into the sky, the latter is the only one left to face Hong Ping, Hong An and other "tiger wolves". It is normal to be a little afraid.

But Hong Fan didn't take it seriously.

It's not that he's cold-blooded.

From Hong Fan's point of view, the general norms of Hong Family Studies under Hong Li's management.

Even Hong Ping and Hong An bully others through sparring at most, never bullying in terms of property or personality.

With his mentality as a social person, he only feels that the fights of these peers are mediocre, and will soon be diluted in the growth of life.

"Don't worry, I will greet Youde and prevent Hong Ping and the others from bullying you."

Hong Fan promised.

But to his surprise, Hong Fu was not happy and just shook his head.

"Not for that."

The little fat man scratched his scalp unnaturally, and turned his head to look into the distance.

"I thought there was still a year and a half left..."

He originally wanted to know more about the details of his clan brother's battle yesterday, but when he thought about it, his enthusiasm disappeared.

Hong Fan suddenly understood his own self-righteousness - what Hong Fu was sad about was not being bullied, but the separation from his friends.

According to the Hong family's practice, when a child enters the Guantong Realm, or leaves the ethnology at the age of [-], he will lose his welfare and need to do things by himself to make a living.

As for where to go, those who are successful in martial arts usually go to Zhu Yiqi first, and their future falls in the city defense department or guards;

In short, Hong Fan will take on the responsibility of supporting his small courtyard in the future, so he will not be able to see Hong Fu often.

The two walking side by side fell silent.

Leaving aside the inherited memories, just talking about these two months, Hong Fan has accumulated a deep friendship with the little fat man beside him.

But only the matter of "separation" was beyond his ability.

Life is alive, no matter relatives, friends or classmates, it is the fate to go together for a journey, and the fate is to go on our own way.

Love is parted, resentment and hatred meet, nothing can be asked for...

No matter rich or poor, high or low, "being with you for a lifetime" is a rare luxury.

At this time, Hong Fu felt ashamed, because this was the first time he encountered the distress of parting.

But Hong Fan and his two generations have already become numb because of their familiarity with each other.

Because of this, he had nothing to persuade.

"Let's punch."

Hong Fan walked up to the target and stood still, saying.

"I just got to teach the soldering iron hand, and I have to practice it a few times while the iron is hot."

He recalled all the details that Hong Li had just taught, and at the same time he visualized the nameless flame igniting in the palm of his hand, and blasted forward with his palm.

The blow hit the thick paper on the door of the target, and after about a second, it ignited.

"Is this done once?"

Hong Fu wondered.

"The soldering iron hand is the basic use of Yanliu Qi. The difficulty lies not in success, but in quickness and speed."

Hong Fan replied, tearing off the burning paper casually, took out a new one from the wooden cabinet next to it and hung it up.

"It's been a while since I've been accumulating strength."

After the words fell, he concentrated on contemplating again, and struck out with a palm.

The heavy paper burned and dissipated in ash, revealing the unscathed hardwood behind it.

"According to the instruction, a soldering iron hand at the peak of the penetrating realm can easily carbonize and smash hard wood."

Hong Fan changed a piece of paper again.

"I'm not even close."

"Don't just watch, you practice too!"

Hong Fan shouted, blasting out the third blow.

After such a quarter of an hour, the two cousins ​​continued to use their left and right hands to ravage the target.

Before them, the same flame ignited again and again.

Then, as the golden-red sun set in the sky, the flame became brighter and brighter in the darkening world.

When Hong Fan's true energy was exhausted and his memory was solidified, Hong Fu's melancholy had also disappeared.

It's like being burned clean.

"That's it, take a shower?"

Hong Fan wiped off his sweat and said with a smile.

"Go."

Hong Fu replied, loosened his sleeves and wiped his face casually.

Behind the training ground, there is a well surrounded on three sides by low walls.

This well is very deep, so the water is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is most comfortable to wash on the body.

Like countless times in the past, the two first poured water into a wooden barrel, then took off their clothes and hung them on the wall, and poured half of the barrel on their heads.

As soon as the cold water is poured, the fatigue will disappear.

In the last twilight of the sky, they looked at each other.

Hong Fan shook his head and smiled when he saw the fat on Hong Fu's belly.

Hong Fu saw the bruise on Hong Fan's chest, and laughed.

Their laughter was light at first, but soon became lively and vigorous.

Li Qingyou, nothing to persuade.

Only this smile can relieve all worries.

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(End of this chapter)