Boxer

On the second day, the warm sunshine in the morning sprinkled the earth.In the sky, a red light jumped into people's sight.

The morning dew is dotted with green leaves, and the wind blows the bamboo stream.The most is a touch of flowers to laugh, a few people to commemorate and some people to worry.The most is the pain of parting, the most is the sadness of going away.

Letting go, Yan Yin stood up, looked outside the room, and said slowly, "he's here"

Outside the residence, a breath settled there quietly.If there is no misty, there seems to be nothing.

Fang Xue stood up, tidied up her crumpled clothes, and followed Yan Yin's gaze, "Are you leaving? Time flies so fast."

With a long sigh, Yan Yin said, "Xue'er, is there anything else you want to tell me? As long as you say it, I will strictly obey it"

Fang Xue shook her head lightly, and said softly, "I've already said what I should say. I just hope that you can take care of yourself."

"Don't worry!" Yan Yin looked at Fang Xue and said, "As long as you are fine, I will be fine."

With a soft hum, Fang Xue looked at Yan Yin quietly, wanting to keep his face in his heart and engrave it in his mind.After a long time, the breath outside fluctuated, Fang Xue sighed and left slowly.

The white clothes are better than the snow, the blue hair is like a waterfall, the wrists are red and the lips are bright, and the long sword is on the back.With an outstanding figure and fluttering clothes, she looked like a fairy going away, and the beautiful and absolutely cold breath gradually swayed from her body.

Watching Fang Xue gradually distanced herself, disappeared into the yard, and disappeared behind the wall.Yan Yin held her hands tightly, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.

Outside the yard, Nangong Jian stood proudly outside. When he saw Fang Xue coming out, he said in a deep voice, "Let's go! I believe that after five years, he will look for you."

Fang Xue hummed lightly, and a trace of crystal slowly leaked out of her eyes.After a while, it disappeared without a trace.

With a long sigh, Nangong Jian waved his hands around Fang Xue, disappeared hundreds of meters away, and flashed again, already a black spot.

In the courtyard, Yan Yin silently felt the breath gradually go away.He didn't dare, and he didn't want to watch Fang Xue leave, he was afraid that he couldn't help it.Only by not seeing it with your own eyes can you bear the sadness in your heart.

"Xue'er, wait for me" murmured, Yanyin strode out the door.

Instead of chasing Fang Xue, he returned to the bamboo forest and headed towards the mysterious man.He wants to become stronger, he wants to become stronger, and he wants to fulfill his promise.Therefore, he now decided to visit that mysterious person, hoping that he would accept him as an apprentice.

Arriving at the residence of the mysterious man, Yan Yin did not feel his breath.However, this is not difficult, Yan Yin surges the blood in his body, exuding his strong breath.

After a while, there was only a gust of wind, and there was an extra breath behind him.

"Are you looking for me?" The voice was cold and emotionless.

Yan Yin turned her head, looked at the person in front of her, and said, "Well, I want to worship senior as my teacher"

"Oh, why should I accept you?" The mysterious man didn't hide his face.He was a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a stern face, and long black hair casually draped over his shoulders.In his hand, he held a black rabbit-like creature.Yan Yin knew that this was the cunning rabbit in the black soil in "The History of the World".It is a very timid beast that usually only appears at night.

"Because I want to become stronger, and I want to learn boxing from you!" Yan Yin said seriously, staring into the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"What's your name?" The middle-aged man did not answer Yan Yin's words, but asked lightly.

"Fang Yin" Yan Yin replied in a deep voice, "a student from Southern College"

The middle-aged man nodded, "Can you barbecue?"

Yan Yin was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Yes!"

"Take it, bake it for me and then bring it to me." The middle-aged man threw the black soil cunning rabbit to Yanyin, then turned and went back to the house.

Through the window, Yan Yin could see him reading a book.

Looking at the black earth cunning rabbit in his hand, the fur of his whole body is dark, and a pair of small and smart ears are already limp.The cunning rabbit weighs about fifty catties, and its body shape is almost the same as that of an ordinary hound.

Glancing at the middle-aged man who was reading a book, Yan Yin began to get busy.

First, crush a piece of bamboo, then use a tough bamboo stick to cut off the fur of the black soil cunning rabbit, and then relying on his own strong strength, Yan Yin skinned it vigorously.After a while, a complete rabbit skin was peeled off by him.

Afterwards, Yan Yin cleaned it up a lot, and after it was finally clean, he found a very old bamboo to string the cunning rabbit, and then used a few bamboos to build a frame, and used the bamboo skin of tender bamboo Tie it up, and then it's time to get ready to fire up the grill.

Fortunately, Yanyin would always carry some necessary fire pockets with him on his clothes. After a while, he used dry bamboo leaves to light a fire.After the fire blazed up, Yan Yin put the cunning rabbit meat on the fire to boil.

Use your own internal strength to control the fire to prevent the cunning rabbit meat from being roasted and scorched.The zhenqi in the body penetrated into the cunning rabbit softly through the bamboo pole he was holding, to protect and adjust the fire.

About half an hour later, bursts of meaty aromas began to radiate.Drops of golden oil dripped from the cunning rabbit, making the flames flicker from time to time.

"Okay?" Yan Yin was about to reincarnate to call the middle-aged man he was about to apprentice, when a faint question came from behind him.

Yan Yin was startled, he hadn't even noticed when this person left the bamboo house.

Suppressing the regret in my heart, I nodded, "Well, it's almost there. You can start eating, but I don't have any seasoning here, otherwise it should be more delicious"

The middle-aged man remained silent, tore a piece of hot rabbit meat from the flames, and threw it into his mouth casually.

Yan Yin secretly thought that this person is so powerful, his hands have reached the point where he is not afraid of fire or scalding.

"Well, the taste is not bad." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Go and beat the boxing technique you secretly learned from me. If it catches my eyes, I will take you as a disciple."

Only then did Yanyin know that this person already knew that she was peeking at him punching.

With an apologetic smile, Yan Yin nodded and said, "Okay, Master please give me advice."

The middle-aged man kept silent, slowly tore off pieces of meat from the cunning rabbit, and put it in his mouth.

Yan Yin stood in the open space a little far from the fire and began to punch, which was exactly the seven moves of the middle-aged man.

Every move, every style, he mobilized the whole body's energy to fight, and tried his best to do his best.

"Smooth"

"Wind and Waves"

"Water Splash"

"Big Waves"

"The Stormy Sea"

"Ebb and flow"

"calm"

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With the seven-style boxing moves, Yan Yin showed all he had mastered and understood in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man did not raise his head, quietly eating the cunning rabbit meat.During Yan Yin's performance, he had already finished eating the cunning rabbit meat.Not even bones are left.

Yan Yin retracted his fist, suppressed the breath in his body, and looked at the middle-aged man, only to see that he was cleaning the last piece of meat without lifting his head.

With a sigh in his heart, Yan Yin showed a trace of disappointment on his face.

"You have learned all my moves, and your aptitude is not bad. Your vitality is very strong, and you mobilize your whole body when you punch. It seems that you have practiced boxing before. However, since you have learned my Why do you still worship me as a teacher?" The middle-aged man raised his head slowly, looked at Yan Yin with a calm expression and asked.

"My boxing has form but no spirit. Boxing is just a move, not a boxing technique. I want to learn your real boxing technique, Master." Yan Yin hurriedly said, "I'm not miserable, as long as the senior is willing to teach me."

"Punch yourself once, if you can, you will be my registered disciple." The middle-aged man turned and walked towards the house.

Yan Yin was taken aback for a moment, his face changed several times, he hesitated.What his own fist is, of course he knows.Not only did he know, as long as he typed it out, the middle-aged man would definitely recognize it too.

It was a risk, and he didn't know how it would turn out.

If the middle-aged man has malicious intentions towards him after recognizing Yan's long fist, then Yan Yin will definitely die.Because there is no doubt that the middle-aged man is a Martial King.His strength makes Yan Yin only able to hold a candle to him.

After hesitating for a moment, when the middle-aged man was about to enter the room, Yan Yin gritted his teeth fiercely, and said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

After speaking, Yan Yin began to unleash Yan's long fist.

The pace of the middle-aged man also stopped there, with his back to Yan Yin.

"Fierce tiger rushing to the mountain" a roar of a tiger shook the heavens and the earth, and the surrounding bamboos shook one after another.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Yin played the rest of the moves one by one.

"Ninth move, the punch destroys the fist and the birth of the fist" Yan Yin roared, his fists revealed a fierce and domineering vigor, like blowing dry and rotten, smashing the bamboo more than ten feet in front of him.

With his fists closed, Yan Yin looked at the back of the middle-aged man full of apprehension.

"What about the remaining nine moves?" The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice with his back to Yan Yin.

Yan Yin replied truthfully, "I am not strong enough, and I have no one to teach me. Now I can only punch these nine punches."

"Did you comprehend all these punches by yourself?" The middle-aged man asked quietly with his hands behind his back.

"Well," Yan Yin said, "No one taught me, so I just figured it out from memory."

The middle-aged man fell silent and stood there quietly.

Looking at his back, Yan Yin's heart gradually calmed down.He knew that he was in no danger.

The breeze blew, and the bamboo forest was blown by the wind.Some bamboo leaves that fell to the ground were swept away by the wind, and some bamboo leaves fell from the bamboo branches.

The bamboo forest was very quiet, Yan Yin looked at the middle-aged man without daring to breathe, waiting for the answer.

After a long time, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh, kicked up his feet, and walked towards the house.

Just when Yan Yin thought he was disappointed, a voice came into his ears, "Tonight, wait for me at the seaside"

Yan Yin was taken aback for a moment, and then she was overjoyed, and said loudly, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master! This disciple will definitely not let Master down."

The middle-aged man stood quietly in the room and sighed softly.

Yan Yin, who was extremely excited, took a deep look at this place, and hurriedly ran towards the residence.

He knew that he had succeeded in apprenticeship.This joy quickly pressed Fang Xue's departure gradually.

Although the bottom of my heart is still a little sad, Yan Yin is not a cowardly person, he can afford it and let it go.

Back in the yard, I tidied it up casually, then closed the house and went out.He was going to ask someone where the sea was, and get ready for the evening.

The first place Yan Yin went to was the place where Xu Houzi lived, but they didn't find any of them, and then went to Ling Yunfeng's residence, but there was no one there either.

In the end, it took a person to know that today is the last day of the preliminaries, and everyone is at the martial arts arena.

Martial arts arena is the largest square in Southern College, located in the southeast corner of the college.

When Yan Yin stepped inside, what he saw was a sea of ​​people.These people are all spectators, they are all sitting in the auditorium around the martial arts arena, looking at the arena.

Yan Yin found a position that was relatively forward, looked towards the field, and saw two people competing.

One of them, whom Yan Yin knew, was Ye Qingwu's sister, Ye Qingchen.