Boxer

The waves were shocking, the waves curled up the rocks, and under the boundless and vast galaxy, there was only a silver line horizontally in front of his eyes.

This is the other side of the sea that Yanyin saw during the day, a miraculous scene and a wonderful picture.

However, Yan Yin has no time to appreciate these things at the moment, he needs to find someone.He wanted to find that middle-aged man, his master.

His eyes were like lightning, and he searched for the figure he wanted to find on the beach.Looking far and wide, Yan Yin searched hard, running around on the beach.

Although the middle-aged man asked him to wait here, Yan Yin didn't know if he arrived or not.If it arrives, you need to find it first.

After searching for less than half an hour, Yanyin searched for more than ten miles along the coastline, but did not see that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

Back at the original place, Yan Yin thought for a while, and his eyes lit up.

After a while, a fire ignited on the coast.The raging fire illuminated the boundless darkness, and also brought an open flame to guide the direction.

Just as Yan Yin was throwing the last bit of wood into the fire, a voice suddenly came to his ears, "Follow me"

Turning his head hastily, he saw a slender figure with his back facing him, heading towards the south of the coastline.

Yan Yin quickly followed the pace and quietly followed behind him.

After a while, the figure brought Yan Yin to a relatively quiet and sheltered rock pile.There are rocks in front of here, and a broken wall behind.After being eroded by the sea, the broken wall has become craggy and strange.Most of the rocks here are rolling down from the broken wall.

"From now on, you will practice here." The figure turned around, and it was the middle-aged man in the daytime. He looked at Yan Yin and said, "You have learned all my boxing moves, but there are some things that you have not yet learned. .As long as you practice here for a year, you will understand many things."

"Yes, master." Yan Yin nodded seriously.

"Well," the middle-aged man said indifferently, "My surname is Yan and my name is Haoran. From today on, you can practice with me every night!"

Yan Yin's heart moved, he didn't expect that his master's surname was Yan.

Glancing at Yan Haoran, Yan Yin felt uneasy.I don't know if he is from the Yan clan in the Yanyun Mountain Range.If this is the case, there is a relationship between them.

But if not, if Yan Yin reveals who he is, I'm afraid there will be disaster for no reason.After all, there are not a few people in the world who know Yan's Changquan today.But there are only a few people whose surname is Yan and who know Yan's Changquan.If someone wants to investigate, Yan Yin's identity can be found out very quickly.

Fortunately, Yan Yin did not reveal her identity, but nodded and said, "Okay, Master"

Yan Haoran shook his gown, and stood in front of the broken wall, among the rocks.The horse staggered, and then stopped moving.He neither spoke nor made any other movements, like a stone man.

Seeing this, Yan Yin didn't think too much about it, standing beside Yan Haoran, he also took a stride.His horse gait is not like Yan Haoran's, with his legs spread out very wide, his fists in his abdomen, and his waist bent down.Instead, stretch your arms forward, and the toes of your legs are about half a step apart, stabbing firmly.

Although I don't know what's the use of piercing the horse like this, but since the master did it, as an apprentice, Yan Yin still did it.Although, Zama is not difficult for him.

The stars dotted the endless night above the head, and the moon was like the clear eyes of the night, overlooking the earth.The sea was ahead, and it was surging.

On the shore, big waves hit the rocks, making crystal clear waves.

Suddenly, Yan Yin felt something was wrong.He found that the opposite sea seemed to have undergone some changes.

Gradually, he felt a gust of wind, not too strong but not too small.

The sea was turbulent, and soon the shoreline began to recede.In just a short while, some small stones have been submerged by sea water.

His body is a few very huge stones, as tall as an adult.However, at this moment, sea water has submerged half an inch high.

Looking at Yan Haoran, his expression remained unchanged.He stared at the sea in front of him with piercing eyes, as if nothing could shake his gaze.

By this time, Yan Yin finally began to gradually understand.Looking back, like Yan Haoran, quietly staring at the distant sea, ignoring other things.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Yin felt a little chill in her feet.He knew that the sea water was coming up.

Gradually, the sea water reached his knees and submerged his lower body until his waist.

Due to the buoyancy and turbulence of the sea water, Yan Yin felt that his horse gait was becoming a little unstable.At the same time that something was wrong in the dark, Yan Yin's feet sank into the mud and sand, and his body sank, pressing most of the qi and blood in his body to his feet and legs, increasing the weight of his lower body.

Although with the rising and falling of the sea water, the impact generated by coming and going is still a little unstable, but Yan Yin feels that he can still control it.

At this moment, Yan Haoran's body trembled, and an invisible energy swayed from his body.The surrounding sea was shaken, Yan Haoran shouted loudly, the sound was like the roar of a Kui Niu, and the sound shocked layers of green waves.

Under Yan Yin's gaze, Yan Haoran began to practice boxing.The power of the fist is surging, and the meaning of the fist is earth-shattering.With the seawater submerging half of his waist, he still performed those seven incomparably powerful boxing techniques as if he was on flat ground.

Yan Yin's shoulders have been submerged by the sea water now, and his horse gait is already very unstable.Because under the sea water, the undercurrent came back and forth without knowing the direction, Yan Yin's horse gait was bound like a duckweed, and his body swayed back and forth.

In fact, the force of the seawater surge is not great, but the problem is that their force comes from all directions, and they don't know where to use force or where to block it.Under such circumstances, Yan Yin's horse gait became chaotic, and his aura also became less steady and elongated.

However, Yan Yin couldn't help being shocked when he saw Yan Haoran's seven moves as if he was on the ground.Under such circumstances, he can ignore the interference as nothing. Such a state, such ability, is enough for Yan Yin to study hard.

"Drink" loudly, Yan Haoran's fists were like crystal white jade, exuding an extremely powerful energy.The energy is like a big dragon, gushing out, turning the sea water upside down, and the waves are surging.A huge rock was crushed by him.The stone chips all over the sky fell into the surging sea water, and there was a splashing sound.

"This is Canghai Seven Fists." Yan Haoran stopped his fists and turned to look at Yan Yin. "This is my own boxing technique, born from the sea. If you want to understand the true meaning of this set of boxing techniques, then, You should take a good look at the sea!" After finishing speaking, Yan Haoran turned and left, "You will stride here tonight. When your stride is so stable that the big waves do not invade and the wind and rain do not move, I will It will teach you how to truly unleash the power of the Canghai Seven Punches."

Looking at Yan Haoran's leaving back, Yan Yin nodded secretly.In his eyes, there was no disappointment, but infinite excitement and perseverance.

He believes that he can do it.

With one heart and one mind, Yan Yin only thinks about how to make his horse stand firmly in the sea, and doesn't care about anything else.

Slowly, he closed his eyes.The mind sinks, the breath is gentle, the legs are straightened and pressed down, and the weight of the body is poured into the legs.He feels that he has always been a rock, not afraid of waves and waves.

Before he knew it, the sea water had already submerged Yan Yin's chin and his mouth.Gradually, it has reached his nose.

And Yan Yin's hands were still spread out under the sea.Although it was strenuous and easy to make him unstable, Yan Yin was not afraid of difficulties, only that they were not.

When the sea water submerged his nose, Yan Yin's breath had turned into inner breath.His heart sank in his dantian, making him feel like he was pricking a horse on land.

Suddenly, a huge wave hit and rushed Yan Yin to the broken wall in an instant.

Opening her eyes, Yan Yin only felt that she was surrounded by water.Pushing her legs hard, Yan Yin jumped out of the sea with a kick, took a long breath, and fell into the bay that had been covered by sea water again.

The legs are bent, the hands are stretched out, the body is tense, and the blood of the whole body is pressed down, and the true energy of the dantian is poured down.

Before standing still for tens of breaths, another huge wave hit, and Yan Yin was overturned by the undercurrent of the sea again.

Still, he didn't give up, readying Zama to stand again.

During this night, Yan Yin spent most of his time fighting against the waves.No matter how stable he thinks he is standing, he will be knocked over by the huge waves.

However, although the huge waves are strong, Yan Yin has a strong heart in his heart. He doesn't care about this at all, and is still ready to hit the horse again.

Although, his clothes have been scratched by the rocks and there are holes everywhere.

When Yan Yin stood firm for the last time, he found that the sea water had begun to recede.Although there are still waves, Yan Yin can't do anything about it.

When the sea water receded completely and the beach of the bay was exposed, Yan Yin sat limply on the sand.

To him, this night was more tiring than a battle.He was always ramming his horse, then being overturned by the waves, then ramming his horse again, and being overturned again.This cycle of going back and forth has been at least a hundred times.

After resting for a while lying on the sand, Yan Yin began to adjust his breath and meditate.A little bit, when it was almost recovered, a sun rose slowly from the depths of the vast sea.

The blue sea is like a curtain, the sky hangs down shallowly, and a ray of red clouds rises from the horizon.In an instant, endless rays of light surged out from all directions, driving away the darkness of the night, and slowly and quickly sprinkled wireless light into the entire land.

The sea and the sky, where the sun rises in the sky, seem to be together.With the rising sun, they slowly and slowly separated.The rising sun was so red that it instantly dyed half of the world red.

After a night of fighting with the sea, watching the beautiful scene in front of him, Yan Yin felt very comfortable.I just feel that my spirit seems to become full all of a sudden.

Facing the rising sun, Yan Yin began to punch.It was still the Canghai Seven Fists, but at this moment, it seemed like a new life.

The intention of the fist was endless, and the momentum of the fist was surging, as if a big wave had risen around Yan Yin.

He has a strong figure, a strong figure, a handsome, straight and well-defined face, revealing a trace of joy.

"Drink! Drink! Drink!" With a clear voice of drinking, accompanied by every move of the boxing, Yan Yin's energy was tightly twisted on everything.

On the broken wall, a figure quietly looked down.

After a long time, when Yan Yin retracted his fists and adjusted his breath, he seemed to turn his head and look up.

It's just that there, there is only the coolness after the sea breeze blows.