Unlike other places, the village of the forging knife man at night is still so brightly lit and lively.

“Is this really this serious?”

Tie Zhen knocked on the long-barreled bonggun in his hand, exhaled a thick smoke, and asked Surin in front of him.

Su Lin took the teacup and drank the saliva, pursing his lips.

“It was too cruel to stimulate before, so that’s it.”

Looking at Su Lin’s helpless look, Tie Zhen laughed heartily.

“I’ve lived for so many years, it’s the first time I’ve seen someone who can make Wu Wu Wu make such a big move, you kid has the ability!”

“It’s not thanks to the weapon that your old man gave me, otherwise where would I be today!”

Surin also smiled and patted Tie Zhen’s, for these elders who have always cared about themselves, Surin has always respected the attitude.

“By the way, Village Chief Tiezhen, there is something for you to help, the two junior brothers who came with me this time, their strength is good, but it is not yet the time for the final selection, so I want you to arrange for someone to give them two to use a Nikkawa knife first, if there are really ghosts attacking, it will be more convenient.”

Tie Zhen looked at Su Lin with a smile, and her bright eyes were full of smiles.

“Good you brat, the idea has hit me, where I still need someone else’s shot, the knives of those two brats will be handed over to me, you are satisfied with these!”

Surin smiled a little embarrassed.

“Okay, my old man is going back to sleep, and the village will trouble you.”

“Don’t worry!”

After seeing off the village chief Tiezhen, Surin took out from his arms the three books of the guide book of the Flame Breathing Method that Kyoshiro Tokanae had brought him, and read it on the candle fire.

There are still so many wounded on the side of the butterfly house, it is estimated that the Kanae sisters will not be able to come over in a short time, the strongest combat force in the village is Wuichiro except himself, finally have leisure time, Surin has to seize every minute and every second to improve his strength, who knows when Wu Misery will suddenly launch a general attack.

The Yanzhi breathing method is not difficult for Surin to learn, after all, he has learned so many breathing methods before, the so-called practice makes perfect, the three guide books Su Lin read in a while, and then began to try to cultivate according to the records in the book.

People who were less familiar with the breathing method tried it for a whole night in Punsurin, until the sky turned white, and they were able to succeed, and began to breathe according to the path of the Yan Zhi breathing method.

“Whew…”

The sound of heavy breathing sounded in the silent early morning, and Surin stood in front of the house and began to exhale into the morning sun.

The breath method of Yan and the breath of water are the most similar to Su Lin when they operate, the breathing method of water and internal force mixed together in the body is a cold cold, the breathing method of Yan is diametrically opposite, it is a hot masculine force, and the whole body is like a stove when running, warm.

Warm, scorching internal force in the internal force is constantly running, the body qi and blood are also restless, a trace of heat through the bone muscles, constantly steaming on the body surface, blood flowing at high speed in the blood vessels, the heart in the chest cavity is like a full force of numbness, banging violently.

Su Lin also did not expect that the Yanzhi breathing method would be mixed with the internal force, there would be such a change, the scorching internal force was like a stimulant, making all parts of the body active, and the whole person was like a torch that was lit!

Feeling the heat flow in his body, Surin subconsciously began to practice boxing.

Bajiquan is originally a fierce boxing method, and it is even more powerful to fight in this hot internal force, one move and one style, one punch and one kick to give full play to the word fierce.

The sound of the wind between the fists and feet whistled in front of the house.

Wuyilang, who got up early, listened to the voice, came to the door curiously, and saw the scene where Surin was practicing boxing, and couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

“This… If I really fight, I’m afraid it’s not the enemy of Senior Brother’s move, right? ”

Every time Su Lin stepped and punched Wuyilang, he was full of power, without a trace of unnecessary movements, as if it had been tempered thousands of times, making people unable to find any shortcomings.

“Early, Muichiro.”

Rubbing his eyes, Tanjiro walked up to Muichiro and said.

“Shh, don’t argue!”

Muichiro watched Su Lin practice boxing intently, heard Tanjiro’s voice, and quickly whispered.

Tanjiro was a little puzzled by Muichiro, followed his gaze, and saw that Surin just punched the last form and let out a low roar.

“Drink!”

The strong voice, like thunder, like a tiger roar, an unpretentious straight punch hit the tree hugged by three or four people in front of the door.

“Bang!”

A loud muffled sound came, and from the place where Surin’s fist touched, the thick tree trunk seemed to have been pierced by someone.

Directly blowing the trunk into pairs, a fist-sized transparent hole appeared on the trunk.

Not only that, white smoke was slowly rising from the tree trunks around the fist, and upon closer inspection, the edge of the fist mark turned out to be a scorched black faint flame in the enchantment.

“Whew…”

Slowly exhaling and closing his fists, Surin took off his soaked clothes, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Muichiro and Tanjiro looking at him dumbfounded. _

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