I have many teachers

Chapter 17
After chatting with his aunt for a while, Wang Anfeng finally went out. This county is not far from the county seat of Wangxian County. Back then, the Xuanyuan family rode a dragon to fly into the sky, and all the officials climbed to the dragon scales to appear immortal. This county seat is adjacent to the county seat. It can be regarded as climbing the dragon and the phoenix, so the degree of prosperity is really not comparable to that of ordinary county towns, not to mention the small Daliang Village, which is prosperous all the way, but he just went to see it, and did not linger.

Wang Anfeng had already asked his aunt in detail before, and he knew that after leaving the city, there is a long river running through the north only a dozen miles away, with weeping willows and willows on both sides, and most of them are secluded places. Sure enough, there was the sound of water gurgling into my ears. Although the beautiful scenery here is attractive, it is far away from the city after all. Most residents are busy with their livelihoods, so there are really no people here.

He found a secluded place, took a deep breath, slowly opened his fist, and used the 32 Shaolin Changquan that he had already mastered by heart. The method is rigorous, fierce and powerful, although it is a simple boxing technique, but It also gave people an extraordinary feeling, the boxing was completed in an instant, he paused for a while, and then started boxing again, the style of boxing changed drastically, and the connection between moves was a bit weird and ridiculous, but occasionally there was something magical One stroke, an abrupt and sharp move appeared like a thunderbolt on the ground.

Although it is lacking in harmony, it is good at attacking. It is like a lonely peak rising from the ground, which makes people feel horrified. They fought several times like this, but stopped again, frowned and meditated, and fought again. Although the initial 32 postures were harmonious, there was something else hidden in them, which made it seem a little different from the original ones. The fists were punched one after another, and the punches were powerful, stirring up fallen leaves, and the momentum piled up , Just like a tiger roaring in the mountains, fierce and vast.

The Sudi Fist has changed again, it is still in the order of 32 moves, but it has a lot of lightness, completely different from before, one front and one back, but even more exciting, a loud admiration suddenly came from outside the forest:
"Good boxing! Good boxing!"

Wang Anfeng was startled, the fist stopped immediately, turned his head and saw a boy with a handsome face, about his age, stepping out, his face was full of joy and admiration, he couldn't help being slightly startled, and said in surprise:

"It's you!"

"It's just me, little brother Wang."

That boy was exactly the boy I saw at the herbal tea shop at that time, but he was wearing a long blue cloth gown at that time, now the long gown was replaced by a silver-gray round-neck gown with embroidered crane wings on it, which lost one point of elegance, but was three points more Nobility, heard the words and replied with a smile, then clasped his fists and said solemnly: "It's a big taboo in the Jianghu to peek at other people practicing martial arts. I should have left, but seeing the little brother's powerful and smooth moves, I felt itchy, so I came out to want to make peace with you." Little brothers, let's see if we fight against each other, don't be surprised."

"Of course, since I watched my little brother practice martial arts, I can't take advantage of you. I see that although you are proficient in boxing, your footwork seems a little stiff. I have a style of Jiugongbu here. Martial arts practice is very beneficial, you should be optimistic about it."

Wang Anfeng raised his hand to stop him, and said, "Wait a minute, wait a minute."

The young man raised his eyebrows curiously, and said, "Why, little brother, do you have anything else to teach you?" Wang Anfeng shook his head and said, "No, it's just that you just watched me practice a few punches, but you want to teach me a footwork , This is too bad for you."

The young man was slightly startled when he heard the words, and then he smiled and said: "This footwork is just the foundation of Taoism, and there are too many people who know it, but your boxing style is strong and powerful, but it is also harmonious. Everyone's handwriting, unbreakable martial arts, I have gained a lot of advantage by being able to see one of them, and... oh, this set of footwork, you just look at it."

While speaking, he lifted up the hem of his clothes, slowed down and took a step, and said in his mouth:

"The universe avoids the truth, and the void flashes in like the wind."

"The four images appear upside down in the sky, and the nine palaces can't be found in both directions."

"The pace of the startling bow is finally mysterious, and the momentum of breaking through all directions is like a prison."

Stepping back and forth a few times, because it is not complicated, and Wang Anfeng has read some books since childhood, so it is easy to memorize it in his mind. Looking at him in front of him, there was no sign of impatience on his face, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting for, so he raised his hands and cupped his fists, and said embarrassingly:
"Thank you."

The young man clasped his fists together and said no thanks with a smile, then crossed his fists and pulled out a boxing frame, saying: "I have learned some rough boxing skills, please let me have a taste of this set of boxing skills at this time. "

Wang Anfeng nodded slightly, without ambiguity, waved his hand and pulled out the Shaolin Changquan starting gesture, saying:
"This is my Shaolin Changquan from Shaolin Temple, please teach me."

"Please!"

The two faced each other, and the atmosphere gradually calmed down. Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew by, and the willow leaves were slightly lifted. When they were about to fall, Wang Anfeng's eyes flashed a bright light, the internal air flow circulated, and he stepped forward suddenly, and hit the target with one move. Ping Zhang dignifiedly hit out.

The momentum of the charge under the feet, the twisting force of the spine poured into the right palm, the force reached the fingertips, almost like a steel knife, pointed directly at the young man's throat, with a sharp look, but the latter looked calm, stepped back, and pointed his hands ten Like flowers staggering, or stroking the strings of a piano, they fall on Wang Anfeng's palm one after another, causing all the strength to dissipate softly.

Wang Anfeng was amazed at the elegance and power of this move. It was originally a duel between two people, and there was no difference between winners and losers, but for some reason, he felt a reluctance to admit defeat. When he turned back and broke his elbow, but he was a little unconvinced, coupled with the breakthrough of internal energy, last night the mighty meaning of the star hanging down the plain and the moon surging in the river had not yet dissipated in his chest, and his footwork suddenly changed.

His body is like a surging Yangtze River, his left foot moves forward like a war bow, and his right palm, which has lost strength, is not what it used to be, but the five fingers are raised like tiger claws, almost rubbing against the white and tender neck of the young man. He pulled it out as a feint attack, while his left hand took advantage of the situation and spun out from under the ribs, pointing directly at the vital points of the lower abdominal ribs.This move is completely opposite to the upright and unobstructed fist of the previous one, but it is a bit of the sharpness of Yuan Ci's ultimate move.

The young man let out a cry, stepped out of the Nine Palace Steps just now, landed on the Qian Palace, and hovered lightly behind Wang Anfeng, avoiding his ferocious move.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng's energy was drawn, Wang Anfeng was concentrated, and he changed his moves almost instinctively. He did not move his right foot, thinking of the axis, and suddenly turned around and hit his elbow, sharp and fierce. The robe was waved gently, one strong and the other soft, dancing like Yin and Yang poles, and it was a magical stroke that blocked the next step of the young Jiugongbu.

If you want to avoid it, you can only retreat, but the young man seemed to be aroused with arrogance in his heart, he chuckled, and instead of retreating, he raised his arm, and his fist changed from elegant and casual to heavy and massive, just in time to catch this blow fist, and then directly attacked Wang An's throat.

Wang Anfeng was slightly startled, this move was made when his new strength was not yet generated, he pushed his opponent to a dead end, but he himself was also in deep danger, when he was almost unable to retreat, he suddenly thought of the master's handling yesterday, and his body instinctively Withdrew half a step, with his right hand stepping back and elbowing half way, he blocked the young man's palm, and smashed his left hand down, turning from defense to attack, the young man let out a light snort again, somewhat surprised and joyful, and said with a smile :
"Okay, okay, really good at boxing."

Amidst the chuckle, the palm moves did not let the wind down at all, and the attack went straight up. In this land of weeping willows around the bank, in a quiet and uninhabited place, there are two teenagers who are not more than thirteen or fourteen years old. Dressed in expensive style, but you come and go, boxing confrontation, the prestige is not small.

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