Boxer

For the next month or so, apart from Yanyin going to participate in a preliminaries of the Grand Competition, there was nothing else to do.

During the day, he practiced boxing in the bamboo forest in the backyard, and pondered over the mysterious man's boxing moves by the way.At night, he cautiously went to the mysterious man's residence to secretly learn boxing.

It was a coincidence that every day Yanyin went there after dinner, and waited for about half an hour before the bamboo house was lit.Then the mysterious man lit a bonfire in front of the bamboo house and started punching.

The mysterious man fixed the time and fixed the moves every night when he was boxing.But every time Yan Yin went to see it, he felt different.

As he practiced day and night, he had basically figured out the mysterious man's punches.It's just that it is still only tangible but not spiritual, and has not obtained the true meaning of boxing.

"Drink the stormy waves!" Yan Yin gave a long shout, and suddenly felt that the world was changing, and it seemed like a sea was overturning in all directions.However, before the momentum reached its peak, Yan Yin's punches could not continue.

He felt depressed, very depressed.It seemed that the surrounding air was repelling him, making him extremely uncomfortable.

This phenomenon is because he forcibly mobilized all his energy and skills to create the same effect as a mysterious person.But the final result was that he felt that the qi and blood in his body were uncontrollable, the true qi scattered, and finally jumped out of it.

"It seems that even though I have roughly learned boxing moves, I haven't comprehended the true meaning of that person's boxing skills. In the end, I'm just drawing a tiger instead of a dog." Yan Yin pondered for a moment, raised his head, and realized that night was approaching up.

"Huh? Why hasn't Xue'er come back today?" Yan Yin was a little puzzled. In the past, Fang Xue had already returned early at this time and prepared dinner for the two of them.

It's just that today, since Fang Xue left here, it seems that she hasn't come back at noon.

"Fourth, fourth..." At this moment, a figure floated in, but it was fat.

"Hey, it's Fatty, what's the matter?" Yan Yin was very surprised, because he had told them before that he would practice boxing here with peace of mind during this period of time.I don't know what's the matter with Fatty coming at this moment.

"Fourth, the dean has come to the college and is receiving the disciples of the inner court of the college. The second child came out and let me tell you, hurry to the inner court, the dean asked you. This is a rare opportunity, if you get the dean's Favor, then your future will be extremely brilliant." Fat Dun grabbed Yan Yin's hand and was about to run out.

It's just that Pang Dun didn't pull Yan Yin.

"What's the matter with you?" Fat Dun looked at Yan Yin strangely, and said, "This is a rare opportunity! I heard that the dean will only stay here for one day this time, and then he will leave. You are one of our new students. The most powerful, you have to go"

It's not that Yan Yin didn't want to go, but he hesitated.

Indeed, if he went, with his strength and potential, even the dean might look at him differently.

However, Yan Yin knew what the dean's other identity was.The Zhennan General of the empire, the most powerful person in southern Xinjiang, was also his father's former friend and best friend.

Logically speaking, if Yan Yin went there, he would have to be protected by Nangong Jian immediately, and even valued by him if he told Nangong Jian his identity and origin.After all, he is the son of Yan Yi, the son of the commander-in-chief of the [-] troops in the northern border of the empire.

However, Yan Yin thought of another point, what if Nangong Jian didn't recognize this favor?What if Nangong Jian had some whimsy?

If, even if he really got Nangong Jian's favor, then for him, he would gain more than lose.

Knowing his identity, Nangong Jian will definitely not let him stay here.No matter what the reason is, you will definitely bring yourself with you.For Yan Yin, this is safe, and she doesn't want to see it.

He wanted revenge, he wanted to find his father and mother, he wanted to find his sister Yan Yue, and he wanted to find his aunt Yan Hong.These, he knew, might be easier with the help of Nangong Sword, but he didn't want to.

Living in the Yanyun Mountains for several years, Yanyin has developed a temperament of relying on himself.He needs to work hard on his own, he wants to become stronger, he wants to become a real man, he wants to establish the first sect of warriors in this world.

How can he, who lives under the wings of others, compare to the eagle fighting the waves.

At this moment, Yan Yin thought a lot.Although he didn't say it, the dean didn't know who he was.But he also didn't want to meet Fang Xue's father, who was his father's close friend.Perhaps, the dean has already learned of his existence from Fang Xue, but he himself is unwilling to be a person who takes the initiative to approach others.

He has his persistence and the pride hidden in his heart.Yanyi's son does not need the protection of others' wings.

Slowly breaking away from Pangdun's hand, Yan Yin smiled and said, "Pangdun, thank you! But forget it, I have no interest in those. Now I just want to work hard to practice boxing and boxing to make myself stronger. In this era, Only the strong can live better."

Fat Dun looked at Yanyin quietly, seemed to understand something, and nodded, "Well, that's fine! As a big brother, I can't force you to do anything. However, this is indeed a very good opportunity. After all, the dean I asked you personally"

"Hehe" patted Fatty on the shoulder, Yan Yin smiled and said, "Fatty, believe me, my choice is not wrong"

Pangdun nodded, and then sighed, "You guys are always so special and weird. Alright! Then I won't bother you to practice boxing. I have to go back quickly. Maybe the dean will see that I am handsome, handsome and suave, and let me Maybe I'll be his subordinate...hehe"

Looking at the old fat man, Yan Yin laughed and said, "Well, then you can go!"

After Fat Dun left, Yan Yin continued to practice boxing, but this time he practiced Yan's Changquan.

He memorized every move and style of Yan's Changquan, and he also rehearsed it hundreds of times and thousands of times in his mind.Although he can play all the moves, but if he uses the internal attack power of each move and style, Yan Yin is not that powerful.Now he can only hit the ninth form, the form of punching and punching.

Yan Yin didn't rush to practice the next nine moves, but kept them in his heart.He still knows a little about the precision of punches rather than the number of moves.

Only by mastering each of the previous moves and styles can we lay a solid foundation.

Unknowingly, it was almost late at night when Yan Yin was boxing, and under the dim moonlight, a figure was boxing quietly but noisily.

Finally, when Yan Yin retracted his fist, the surroundings returned to silence and fell into a dead silence.

"Your boxing skills are a bit impressive." At this moment, a cold and deep voice came from the depths of the bamboo forest.

Yan Yin was startled, he punched until someone came to him and forgot.

"Want to see?" Yan Yin was taken aback, looking at the boundless night, said, "How do you say that?"

The voice came again, but it seemed that the position had been changed.

Yan Yin was not stupid enough to take this sentence as a compliment, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know who you are, but when you say my boxing skills like this, it seems to mean that it's fancy but not useful, right?"

"You are not stupid, but your punches are powerful but weak, powerful but not powerful. There is a little domineering in the fierceness, a little majestic in the majestic, and a little thick in the majestic." The voice continued. "If you face the same boxing master, if you can't win within a hundred moves, then you will lose in the end"

Yan Yin's heart sank, what this person said was very correct, and it was very in line with Yan Yin's current reality.This is also the consequence of not having a teacher to teach you to ponder.

"Your boxing is just a boxing, but not a technique. In boxing and boxing, there are counts in the tricks, not as good as the tricks." The voice became very erratic, "Fist strokes are something that can be seen, but boxing is invisible. It makes sense. Your punches are tangible, and others can spot the flaws in them at once. So, your punches are very good-looking when you look at them."

Yanyin now understands that this person is not here to ridicule him, but to guide him with a sense of pointing.I just don't know who this person is.

With a move in his heart, Yan Yin said, "Can you tell me my name? Below Yin, I hope I can get your advice."

"Oh...you will know my name in the future. As for the advice you said, why should I give you advice?" The voice said with a hint of a smile.

Yan Yin's eyes were like lightning, and she went through layers of darkness, searching for the direction of the speaker.But the voice was erratic and unpredictable.

"As long as the senior is willing to give Fang Yin a lesson or two, Fang Yin is willing to help the senior with anything!" Yan Yin began to suspect that this person might be the mysterious boxing master "If the senior is willing to take Fang Yin as his apprentice, Fang Yin is willing to pay any price."

"Oh, why do you want me to teach you or accept you as an apprentice so much? Maybe I'm just an ordinary person, maybe I don't know boxing skills, maybe I'm just talking nonsense, that's not necessarily the case" said the voice leisurely. Moreover, what are you, why should I teach you, or accept you as a disciple?"

Yan Yin was not angry, and still said slowly, "Maybe I am worthless in front of seniors, maybe I am nothing in front of seniors, but I will work hard."

"Work hard, hehe, this thing is the most empty." The voice laughed and said, "However, it's not impossible to guide you, but I have a condition, I don't know if you accept it or not"

"Senior, please tell me," Yan Yin said with joy in his heart.

"It's very simple. I heard that there is a beautiful woman beside you. I want you to leave him and let me give him to me. How about that?" the voice laughed.

"Really?" Yanyin's heart calmed down, and she walked towards the darkness step by step, "If that's the case, then I don't need your advice."

"Oh...you know, I can give you a lot, I can make you stronger, I can make you a first-class master in the world." The voice continued leisurely, "It's just a woman, and you Why do you care so much. If it weren't for the sake of her beauty, I wouldn't bother to talk to you today."

"Hehe, is that so?" Yanyin walked slowly towards the depths of the bamboo forest. "I have always had one purpose in my heart, that is, never let the people around me who care about me worry about me. Let me take Cher In exchange for your so-called strength and guidance, Fang is not uncommon. Since I was ten years old, I have faced the boundless darkness and the dangerous deep forest alone. When I left there, it was Xueer who gave me again. Feel the warmth of human feelings. If you dare to have any dissatisfaction with her, then I will let you know what anger is."

"Hehe! Little guy, you seem to care a lot about that girl. If I insist on playing her tricks, what can you do?" The voice said slowly, "Is it just because you are a general and a spirit?"

"Hehe" Yan Yin didn't seem to be surprised that this person knew everything about him, and continued to walk into the bamboo forest, "No! No! No! Of course this is nothing in front of a King Wu, but if you kill him today If you don’t kill me, then one day, you will be killed by me. Because, I don’t like the feeling of being threatened by others.”

With a flash of lightning, Yan Yin came to the deepest part of the bamboo forest. Here, a figure quietly turned his back to him.

"Unexpectedly, I talked to you in a concentrated voice, and you found my trace. It's really good." The man still turned his back to Yan Yin, and said lightly, "Since you know that I am a martial king, then come to me now." Isn't it a death here?"

The man turned around and said in a cold tone.

Like the mysterious man, he still couldn't see his face in front of Yan Yin.