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Chapter 10 Refining Meat, Blood and Qi
Po Jun Fist.

The name is very famous, but in fact, it is only a little better than "Mang Niuquan".

If Mangniuquan is the foundation of body building, then Pojunquan is a further military fighting technique.

It can mainly improve attack power and body coordination ability.

Therefore, after Gao Yan swung his legs horizontally and aroused strong winds, Yin Lin, who possessed <Picture Memory Lv2>, firmly engraved the movements of the Pojun Fist in his heart.

Coupled with the powerful effect of <Martial Arts Wizard Lv2>, and Gao Yan's fierceness, Yin Ling can break the essence of this set of "Breaking Army Fist" after only watching it once.

Next, you only need to practice your muscle memory and comprehend the true meaning of boxing, and then you can practice to the level of proficiency just like the "Rang Niu Boxing".

According to Gao Yan's estimate, no matter how talented this junior is, it will take a month to reach the master's standard.

After all, it took him three months.

"Have you written it down?" Gao Yan retracted his fist and stood up.

"Remember it." Yin Ling nodded.

"Let me see if I hit it again." Gao Yan nodded and said, so talented, it's okay to memorize a set of movements. After all, Pojunquan is a boxing technique that doesn't have many changes, let alone complicated.

Without saying a word, Yin Ling immediately spread his fists, and the tiger started to dance.

Horizontal, straight, sweep, hammer.

In the four changes, Yin Ling played without stagnation. Although he didn't feel like flowing clouds and flowing water, he didn't feel jerky at all.

A set of actions is finished.

"Have you practiced it before?" Gao Yan was slightly surprised. After all, this boxing technique is widely spread in the army. As the young master, it is not difficult for Yin Lin to learn it.

Yin Ling shook his head, thinking to himself, is it the same if you leave five points of strength?
Gao Yan didn't know what was going on in his mind, but when he saw him like this, the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

I suspect this kid is pretending to be x, but I have no proof.

In desperation, Gao Yan had no choice but to say: "Forget it, you don't need to come here from tomorrow, just practice by yourself, and then go to the master after practice."

Yin Ling nodded: "Yes, brother."

……

That night, Yin Ling took advantage of this opportunity to directly announce that Jiuchuan Pavilion would be closed for one day, and summoned all the officers and soldiers of the Bingma Division to gather for dinner and wine.

If it was normal, doing so would lead to the impeachment of the officials, and the young master would hold a private banquet for the officials, which would always fall into disrepute.

But this time is different, Yin Ling is playing the banner of "classmate reunion", and no one can criticize it.

At the banquet, there were countless fine wines and delicacies, and the cheers were exchanged, and the guests and hosts had a good time in the bright hall.

Yin Ling planted a seed, whether it is Jiuchuan Pavilion or himself, the connection with Bingmasi is deeper.

Seven days later, the eight young masters of Xinchuan Palace will be in the other garden.

When the wind rises, the flowers fall.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Yin Ling's figure seemed to have turned into the wind, disturbing the atmosphere around him.

It seems to have merged into the rain of flowers, becoming a piece of scattered osmanthus.

Suddenly, killing intent appeared!
I don't know where to start.

wow-

The sweet-scented osmanthus rain suddenly turned into dust and turned into dust.

When the wind stops, the flowers disperse.

Yin Lin's figure appeared, and he stood with his fists closed. His temperament was different from that of seven days ago, and his brilliance was a little brighter.

He secretly clenched his fists, feeling vaguely strange.

This "Breaking Army Fist" is not like the previous "Rang Niu Fist", which is just to exercise the coordination of the body and strength, but after the practice, there is always a feeling of blood boiling.

But it doesn't look like a stream of internal energy surges through the meridians.

After practicing for the past few days, Yin Ling has mastered this boxing technique, and soon reached the state of proficiency.

According to his guess, if "Mang Niu Fist" is a method of refining strength, bone and flesh, this "Breaking Army Fist" should go one step further and reach the level of "blood refining".

The feeling of qi and blood boiling in the body should be the embodiment of qi and blood being condensed to a certain level.

The martial arts in this world do not seem to be the same as those novels that Yin Yu read in his previous life. They are subdivided into refining skin and flesh, refining bones and blood, but simply refining strength, then refining qi and blood, and then meridians.

Even when it comes to inner strength and true energy, Yin Ling never heard of it when he was watching TV in his previous life.

Just simple strength and skill.

"However, after practicing this Breaking Army Fist, the 'Strength' attribute has increased by 3 points, reaching 15 points. If practicing boxing can improve the 'Strength' attribute, there may be ways to improve other attributes..."

Yin Ling thought to himself.

"Little Lord."

At this moment, Xing Ning came over at the right time and handed Yin Ling a towel.

Yin Ling took the towel, wiped off the sweat on his body, and said, "There is no need to prepare meals at noon, you can go to 'Jiuchuan Pavilion' to eat, and tell Lao Li by the way, let him arrange a few tables of good food and wine for me, Pack it up for me and send it to Bingmasi, I will wait there."

"Okay, is the young master going to visit?" Xing Ning nodded and asked.

Yin Ling smiled and said, "That's right."

He thought to himself, since yesterday, there is no room for improvement in Pojunquan. It is time for him to find his cheap master and see when he can officially start.

……

When we arrived at Bingmasi, it was almost noon, but Yin Ling did not find Gu Yue near the gate of Qianya.

After thinking for a while, Yin Ling guessed that the little old man probably went out for a walk and hasn't come back yet.

It was said to be "walking around", but after a few days, I learned from the officers and soldiers who trained together that my cheap master actually went to gambling houses and brothels.

The gambling house is a serious gambling house, only gambling.

The brothel is also a serious brothel, there are Goulan, Huaguan and... what.

But when the little old man went to the gambling hall, he didn't play dice, but chess, and when he went to the brothel, he didn't go to drink flower wine, let alone go there, but to listen to ditties.

this life...

Tsk tsk, Yin Ling was very jealous, but he didn't say anything.

After arriving at the Bingma Division, Yin Ling went to various yamen, found several principals, and other officials, big and small, and chatted with each other.

Not long after, Manager Li of Jiuchuan Pavilion personally brought people, as well as a whole carriage of food and wine, to Bingma Division.

"This, this... Eighth Young Master, this is too polite."

The chief officer of Bingma Yamen, Bingma Ling Liu Tang looked at the tables of wine and food set up in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he swallowed unconsciously, but his mouth was a little embarrassed.

No one who has eaten Jiuchuan Pavilion's food does not say yes.

The food is not so amazing, in fact, no matter how good it is, it is almost the same. The key is the wine, iced, hot, and room temperature. Jiuchuan Pavilion just played a variety of tricks on one wine.

There is also pure spirits, Chuanzhu said it was good after drinking it, and I don't know how the owner behind the Jiuchuan Pavilion, the eighth and third young masters, got it out.

Not to mention novelty drinks like cocktails.

"That's right, Eighth Young Master, we are always in your favor, so it's not good..."

The head of the inspector's yamen, Inspector Ling Du Xiu, deliberately shirked.

He is a man who sounds stern and impartial at best, but at worst, he is actually an axis, always clinging to those principles.

That's not to say it's bad, but it's not that accessible.

Fortunately, Yin Ling is not in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)