Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 46 Fist and Attempt

In the court hall, Zhongshu Youcheng Xiao Boling stood up and cupped his hands after reading the letter: "Your Majesty, General Cen's words are certainly reasonable, but this can only be delayed for a while. To fill it with the lives of soldiers, you can kill warriors in the realm of good fortune, but the sacrifice is very great. The problem of the owner of Chihe Palace is not clear, and the southern army may not be able to counterattack and win."

Emperor Jian'an Zhao Gongxu sighed and said, "That should be the case, Chen Aiqing, should the God and Demon Weapon be completed?"

Chen Mou, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, said: "It is expected to be completed this month."

Zhao Gongxu stood up and said, "Tell me when the God and Demon Weapon is completed."

If you use the God Demon Weapon as a bargaining chip, and then persuade Zheng Yimen, Bi Daoshou will definitely agree to make a move.

Bi Daoshou would have the power to fight with the Demonic Blade and the owner of Chihe Palace, so she had no worries.

The greatest threat to the Wei State and the greatest reliance to the Chu State were easily resolved.

The southern army also has room to display.

It's easy to say later.

Only... this god-and-devil weapon...

Pity.

Zhao Gongxu was suddenly a little unwilling.

……

Qingfeng Pavilion, the backyard.

Chen Xuerong came to the palace as usual to teach Zhao Hongming some martial arts.

During this time, she adjusted her teaching ideas.

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach people.

Chen Xuerong gradually reduced the teaching of actual combat and moves, and began to instill some martial arts theory in him, which really benefited Zhao Hongming a lot.

At this time, there was a tree stump more than one meter high in the backyard, standing above the open space.

The stump was as thick as a person's arms, and the stump was covered with a layer of iron about two inches thick.

This was made by Zhao Hongming at the request of Chen Xuerong.

"Your Highness, the cleverness mentioned earlier has been explained by various theories."

Chen Xuerong walked up to the stake and continued: "The female minister of the Mountain Shaking Fist also knows a little bit. Today, the female minister will use the ninth form of the Mountain Shaking Fist to demonstrate to His Highness what ingenuity is."

She touched the cold iron-skinned wooden stake, then stood still with luck, clenched her fist with her right hand, then retracted her fist to her waist, and slammed forward.

There was a muffled sound.

Chen Xuerong's seemingly light punch ended up hitting the iron sheet of the wooden post, leaving a mark.

The traces are very shallow, and there is only one shape.

"This is the result of pure physical strength combined with ingenuity. Although it may not necessarily hurt a martial artist, it is still possible to maim an ordinary person who has not practiced martial arts with one punch." Chen Xuerong said truthfully.

With a smile on his face, Zhao Hongming asked in a curious tone: "What if Ms. Chen uses her full strength? What will be the result if she adds the Eighteen Forms of Shaking Mountain Fist?"

"Your Highness wants to see?"

Zhao Hongming nodded and said: "I have always been curious about martial arts, so I hope Miss Chen can give me some advice."

"Don't dare to teach me, since His Highness is interested, then the servant girl will use her true energy to punch again."

After finishing speaking, Chen Xuerong adjusted her breath and backed away suddenly, her eyes flickered, and then she suddenly exerted force from her feet, and a punch from bottom to top landed on the ground ferociously.

boom!
An inch-deep handprint appeared on the iron sheet, and even a crack appeared on the surrounding wooden posts.

Zhao Hongming's teeth became aching when he heard this.

If this punch landed on a human body, even flesh and blood would be pierced through.

"Your Highness, it would be like this if a real martial artist punches." Chen Xuerong let out a breath.

"It's amazing, it's amazing. I will try it too."

Zhao Hongming imitated Chen Xuerong with great interest, and used pure physical strength to perform the ninth form of Shaking Mountain Fist.

bang.

His fist hit the iron sheet of the stake without leaving even a trace.

For such a result, Chen Xuerong had expected it a long time ago, and said with relief: "Your Highness, don't worry, take your time. Your body has not grown yet, and when you get older and gain strength, you will be like me."

"En." Zhao Hongming nodded without paying attention.

At this moment Wang Bao walked over quickly with Gao Yanshi, and said: "Your Highness, there is news from the clan mansion that I will leave the palace tomorrow morning and go to live elsewhere temporarily. I hope Your Highness needs to make some preparations earlier."

Zhao Hongming nodded and said: "I know, I will listen to the arrangement of the clan's residence tomorrow morning, and you and the guards will let you know."

"Slave understands." Wang Bao leaned over and said yes, and Gao Yanshi behind him also imitated everything, and finally retreated with Wang Bao.

Zhao Hongming often listened to the corners of the palace on weekdays and knew about Emperor Jian'an's letting the princes who had not left the court leave the palace.

After these few days of preparations, the clan mansion probably has already made arrangements.

So when he heard Wang Bao's notification, he was already mentally prepared.

I just don't know where the clan government will arrange him.

Chen Xuerong was listening to Wang Baozhi's words, thoughtful, after a while, she raised her head and said: "Your Highness, since you are leaving the palace tomorrow morning, you must have a lot of business to deal with, so I won't bother you anymore."

"Miss Chen, it's hard work."

"Farewell."

When Chen Xuerong left, only Zhao Hongming was left in the backyard.

He walked up to the stake, leaned over and squatted down.

Zhao Hongming put his hand in Chen Xuerong's handprint about an inch deep.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind, a silver light flashed out from the room, and plunged into the iron sheet with a swoosh sound.

The cluster of arrows just sank a little.

Zhao Hongming pulled it out hard.

He estimated in his heart that if he used the power of the soul, he would not be able to break through the armor.

Zhao Hongming was curious: "Then if I type it out with my true intentions, what effect will it have? Try it!"

He took two steps back, turned his breath away, and the sincerity surged up all over his body, covering him.

The two fists were covered with a layer of black light.

Shaking Mountain Fist No. 18 was suddenly released and landed on the iron sheet.

boom.

A handprint one inch deeper than Chen Xuerong appeared on the stake.

Zhao Hongming frowned, not very satisfied.

"Try the Nushan technique."

After these few days of continuous practice, Zhao Hongming has completely cultivated all the techniques of Nushan.

With a slight movement in his heart, while maintaining the state of shaking the mountain fist, he transported all the energy and blood in his body to his fists.

Immediately, the muscles in both arms seemed to come alive, began to squirm, and then swelled up, like simple and simple dragons lying on his arms.

Zhao Hongming let out a low cry, stepped forward with his left leg, joined his waist and horse together, suddenly exerted force with his right fist, and punched out suddenly.

The moment his fist touched the iron sheet, the Nushan technique erupted.

Accumulated to the extreme, the power contained in the blood flowed down his fist and landed on the wooden stake.

boom!
With a loud noise, the wooden stake surrounded by iron sheets in front of him was completely shattered under Zhao Hongming's punch.

Countless pieces of iron and wood shot out in all directions, piercing deeply into the soil and the wall.

Zhao Hongming was startled by one of his moves.

He didn't expect that under the addition of Nushan Skill, the Shaking Mountain Fist would have such power.

It seems that he really has the ability to shake mountains.

After punching, Zhao Hongming's arms returned to their original appearance.

At the same time, the lost qi and blood quickly recovered under the nourishment of immortality and sincerity.

He didn't even feel tired.

"This……"

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