Wild Dragon

Yi Jun continued. When he finished this new set of punches for the third time, his moves had been condensed to 77 moves.

Moreover, while removing some of the original tricks, two new tricks were added.Obviously, this is a constant running-in, looking for the most perfect solution.

On the fourth round, there were even more tricks, reaching eighty tricks again.

The fifth time, decrease again, but the rate of decrease is getting slower and slower.

Afterwards, Yi Jun did not know how many times he polished this boxing technique.And the more final, almost impossible to condense one move after one pass, every step is difficult. [

……

On the side, Master Yanqing watched in shock.As a great monk who keeps the classics of martial arts all the year round, his vision is too vicious. It can be seen that Yi Jun is improving and improving every time!

This terrifying speed almost makes people's heads explode.Sometimes it's just a compressed move, or even just one style, but it's obviously an improvement.Moreover, on the basis of almost all the essence of the essence later, how difficult it is to improve a move, Master Yanqing knows best.At least, if he was asked to change any of the 72 stunts, he would have to think carefully for a year or so, right?After all, every move and style is the great wisdom of the predecessors and sages, and it is impossible to modify it so easily.

However, Yi Jun has changed like this, almost every time he punches, he is improving.

It's flying fast.

Gradually, the sun sank to the west, shining red on half the sky.The warm red sun shone on Yi Jun, elongating his figure and making him appear more and more calm.

He is like a tiger under the setting sun, pacing back and forth in his kingdom.

boom!

Finally, when Yi Jun finally punched vigorously, causing a huge punch sound out of thin air, everything was over!

72 strokes! There are thousands of moves in 72 stunts, and he just evolved 72 moves.Yi Jun didn't deliberately pursue the perfection of numbers, but this number is so strange and coincidental.

Standing with hands down, Yi Jun closed his eyes and basked in the last rays of the setting sun, letting the mountain wind blow by, standing like a rock.

On the side, Master Yanqing was dumbfounded, still reminiscing about the coherent 72 moves just now, which seemed like a completely natural set of boxing techniques.Even if that boxing technique is placed in Duolin Temple, a sacred place of martial arts, it is definitely the best boxing technique.It is unimaginable that in today's great era when hot weapons are booming and ancient boxing is in decline, there is such a good luck.

Moreover, Master Yanqing faintly felt that this set of boxing skills is more brilliant because it is not restricted by any school foundation.If a Lianjiazi's strength has reached a certain level, for example, to the level of a master, then he can completely practice this set of boxing techniques from scratch, and this Lianjiazi will definitely make a good breakthrough and exert great power!

Now, Master Yanqing is completely convinced.Looking at Yi Jun blankly, he felt that it was a pity that this guy should not be a monk.If he really devotes himself to martial arts in this Duolin Temple, he might be able to make a big splash!

Moreover, Yi Jun's current momentum seems to be changing.There was no climb, but it became very ethereal and unpredictable.Master Yanqing felt that some qualitative changes might be taking place in this guy!

But at this moment, Yi Jun suddenly opened his eyes.Both eyes were red, perhaps the result of extreme mental exhaustion.Then, his whole body trembled suddenly, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out with an "ah!"

blood!

At this time, Yi Jun's strong body could not stand upright, and he fell straight backward.

"Ah?!" Grandmaster Yanqing was shocked, and quickly stepped forward to support the crumbling Yi Jun.And Yi Jun smiled in a muddleheaded way, and said dullly and forcefully: "The fist is successful, but...the lamp is exhausted...hehe" [

After saying this nonsense, Yi Jun closed his eyes in a daze.

Master Yanqing tested his breath and pulse in horror, and found that Yi Jun's breath was weak, and his pulse was even weaker!

It's over, it's over!Master Yanqing was in a hurry, but he didn't understand medical principles, so he didn't dare to do anything rashly.Thinking that this place is not far from the abbot's meditation room, Master Yanqing picked up Yi Jun without saying a word, and rushed towards the direction of the abbot's meditation room.Perhaps Master Abbot can do something!

Master Yanqing is anxious!Even putting aside the friendship with Yi Jun in the past few days, Yi Jun's aura of establishing a sect alone is enough to convince this fiery-tempered monk.Moreover, Yi Jun's set of boxing originated from Duolin, and it is said that it also belongs to Duolin Temple.This is a set of boxing skills that can shine for future generations. Master Yanqing really doesn't want to see this boxing technique just mastered and soon lost!

He rushed all the way to the abbot's meditation room, didn't even bother to knock on the door, didn't even bother to say hello, Master Yanqing rushed in so hastily.

"Senior brother...Yi Junhe..." Master Yanqing just said half a sentence, but stopped.Because the abbot saw Yi Jun in Master Yanqing's arms, he just waved his hand and said, "Understood, put him here, you can get out."

"I..." Master Yanqing was stunned, and suddenly realized that the abbot elder brother had taken the initiative to let Yi Jun go to the Sutra Pavilion. Could it be that he had expected this day?

However, saving people is like putting out a fire!Although Master Yanqing doesn't understand medical principles, he at least understands meridian knowledge.Judging from Yi Jun's weak pulse, this is a sign of almost heart failure after the lamp is exhausted!

Unable to figure out what the abbot senior brother was doing, Master Yanqing just said: "Senior brother, Yi Jun is a genius, and his boxing skills are amazing. If..."

"Understood, step back." The abbot still said the same, not salty, but put his finger on Yi Jun's wrist.

Master Yanqing was also dizzy, so he could only back out in a daze.Brother abbot must have the final say on all affairs in the temple, and he has the right to comment.

When the door was closed, the black shadow in Master Abbot's meditation room reappeared.The shadowy man also walked up to Yi Jun, put his finger on Yi Jun's wrist, pondered quietly for a while, and shook his head: "The physique is good, but the mind is a little lacking, causing the lamp to run out. I worked hard , that’s what it means.”

As he said that, the shadowy man pressed Yi Jun's chest and lower abdomen one after another, and he didn't know what kind of subtle technique it was.However, this is obviously only a temporary control of the situation, and it is impossible to cure it, because the brows of the shadow man have always been frowning together and never let go.

Abbot Monk watched from the side, and said, "No way?"

The black shadow man shook his head: "Go and invite that old bull-nosed real Wang, he is the only one with this ability. I told him a few days ago that he is always ready."

Zhongnan Taiyi Gongwang Zhenren, one of the five elders in the Presbyterian Hall, is a pedantic celestial being.Concentrating on the development of ancient medicine, he has been committed to medical research in recent years, and even vowed to compile a brilliant masterpiece comparable to "Materia Medica" and "Nei Jing" before his death.It is said that this old man with a strong nose is almost done.

[Seven chapters!The chapter of this chapter is called "The lamp is exhausted". I just hope that the fox demon will not be exhausted by the crazy update.But being so crazy, I feel very passionate and happy!Aha!Tomorrow, let's see each other and continue with seven chapters! 】