In this vast rain, Wang Yong is like a mud man bursting out of the mud, contempt for the power of heaven and earth, let the rain pour on the body, and pour away layers of self-protection camouflage, leaving only the sharp heart, Wang Yong has never beaten a set of boxing so heartily, only feel that all the cells in the body are jumping, echoing the majestic rain, a move and a style seem to automatically bring the power of heaven and earth, Wang Yong is the knife that executes the will of heaven, and the Huanghuang Tianwei is vented in the world, Xingyi, Baji, and Baguazhang all kinds of boxing techniques that Wang Yong will have practiced again, and the raindrops around him are flying wildly, like a car wheel throwing out muddy water, and every punch has a faint sound of wind and thunder whistling in Wang Yong's body, resonating with Wang Yong's chest, once suppressed the sound of the rain hitting the eaves, tiger and leopard thunder, this is not an ordinary tiger and leopard thunder, but similar to the thunder sound after launching the heart of the king of soldiers, Wang Yong only when he sent the king of soldiers to put it, The body will erupt with a tsunami-like sound, but now Wang Yong does not use a little heart at all, but there is a roar of mountains and rivers bursting embankments in the body, if you don't see it with your own eyes, people will think that this is the sound of wind and rain, the yard of the old house is paved with bluestone slabs, a meter square, a finger thick, covered with moss, poured by the rain, the slate will become very slippery, Wang Yong walks on the slate but is as stable as Mount Tai, the soles of the feet seem to be stuck with the slate in general, only when you lift your feet can you see a puddle of water, poofIn Chinese kung fu, gossip is a guiding philosophy that is difficult to avoid in all kung fu, not only the gossip palm, boom, and a thunder exploded in the air, the purple electric cable burst out, like a giant dragon circling, not dispersed for a long time, through the glimmer of thunder, you can just see that the place where Wang Yong stepped on all left a pothole, and Wang Yong's footprints are the same size of potholes, Wang Yong is like a sword out of the sheath, Released the accumulated killing intent to the fullest, the more the rain poured, the more prosperous it became, the booklet and Yin Xia's tune became the inducement, tempting Wang Yong to vent his violence like a madman, the heart and the body, the body and the mind, the body and mind were perfectly integrated, Wang Yong didn't feel that he was controlling the muscles at all, but the punch wind that was punched out could swing the raindrops, as if he had entered a mysterious realm, as long as the mind moved, the force would naturally burst out, and the power was greater than the deliberate one.
Wang Yong suddenly thought of the half-step collapse fist that Ye Walnut said, and the dark and cold prison in his mind came to mind, a big man with a cloak wearing shackles, is persistently practicing the picture of boxing, one step, two steps, because of the shackles of the shackles, the pace can never be taken away, the step can not be taken, the waist strength can not be reached, and how to play a lethal punch if the waist strength is not reached, the big man thought hard, failed repeatedly, and finally became angry, the shackles were shaken by him, and the whole prison reverberated with his roar that shook the world, bang, Suddenly a short and powerful fist wind exploded in the air, the violent explosion made the big man stunned, but it was a punch he inadvertently took half a step to punch, the bursting power of this punch was even greater than his own without shackles, so the big man tried again, took a step, out of the right fist, only half a step, there was another explosion in the air, and then took a step, out of the left fist, and there was another explosion, left and right, left and right, the small prison was like a series of cannons, the sound of jumping was endless, and the whole room echoed, the big man withdrew his hand, turned back, A smile appeared on the face full of stubble, and then slowly disappeared into Wang Yong's fantasy, leaving only a longed-for name, Guo Yunshen, Wang Yong's movements suddenly stopped, standing in the rain and staring ahead, I don't know what I was thinking, a few minutes later, I suddenly saw his whole body trembling, like a big yellow dog shaking his hair in the water, all parts of the body were driven up in an instant, shaking a burst of raindrops, followed by the raindrops and Wang Yong's punch, fast as a meteor, as fast as a galloping horse, and the raindrops formed a side by side with the raindrops, A punch out, then listen to the sound of explosion, shatter a curtain of rain, the left foot kicks the ground, the right foot follows, so the two feet kick one by one, always the left foot in front, the right foot in the back, Wang Yong's left and right fists take turns, two punches one out and one in, one after another, like a swishing arrow, the fist from the middle of the chest and abdomen, its shape is short, its force is fierce, such as a collapse arrow through the heart, such as a landslide and a crack, which bursts out of the power actually compared to this thunderstorm, bang bang, bang bang, the small yard is full of explosions, I didn't know that someone was releasing thunder, Wang Yong rushed forward with one punch after another, and I didn't know how many crashes he had made in total, and suddenly he didn't have the way in front of the grape trellis, "Ha," exhaled and spoke, Wang Yong's footsteps were fixed on a bluestone slab in front of the grape trellis, and the last crash punch was also played at the same time, the collapse fist was like an arrow, and it was too slow to knock down, Wang Yong's last punch almost condensed all the power in the body, and really achieved the feeling of pulling a big bow and shooting heavy arrows, as soon as the bowstring was opened, the arrow flew out, carrying a booming momentum, Collapsed in the air, click, the raindrops in front of Wang Yong's fist were actually blown out by a punch, like a bullet out of the chamber, splashed on the vine, this old vine that has grown for more than ten years has the thickness of a child's arm, was shot by this sudden raindrop, suddenly made a crisp sound, and broke from it, more than a dozen small holes on the vine, all left by raindrops, "This is dark energy," Wang Yong looked at the broken vine blankly, stunned, he couldn't imagine that this last punch actually hit the dark energy of his dreams, From feeling the killing intent in the ancient book to listening to Yin Xia's tunes, from boxing in the rain to imitating Guo Yunshen to create a half-step collapse boxing scene, Wang Yong seemed to be a matter of course, combing the fist strength in his body smoothly, and finally blasted open the door of dark energy with a fierce collapse fist, Wang Yong's eyes instantly lit up with a bright light, and he grinned like a fool, "This day, it's finally here," Wang Yong roared loudly in the wind and rain, and in response to him was another thunderbolt from God, carefully recalling the situation when the dark energy was sent out just now, Wang Yong is like an underground miner who has seen the light of day, and there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment, "It turns out that the Ming Jin practice method is to practice the strength of the whole body to a little section, and then go to the middle section It is not easy to mention, so the whole hair is a little section, it pays attention to the outer triad, the combination of hands and feet and eyes, where the eyes see, where the hands and feet hit, and the hand vibrates the tip joint, so there is a sound, and the dark energy is to collect the strength to the middle section, as if the barrel of the muffler is installed, the sound path is lengthened, so silent, Ming Jin practice is the practice of force, and the power can be played." , It is the Ming Jin stage, that is, the beginner stage, practicing to the peak is nothing more than squeezing the bone power to the limit, and then going down, but there is no way, at this time, you need to practice the dark energy, the intention is not force, but this specific meaning, is still a little vague," Wang Yong muttered to himself, trying to summarize the experience of playing the dark energy just now, if he can summarize the moment of inspiration, Wang Yong is really entering the realm of dark energy, not this kind of half-baked dark energy player who has only punched once, The rain became heavier again, Wang Yong was motionless, letting the rain fall on his body, his body kept changing his movements, still struggling to find that flash of inspiration I don't know how long it took, the rain finally stopped, the old grape trellis interrupted by Wang Yong was obviously a little wilted, and the leaves were drooping down, but don't worry, this old tree is the same as becoming a sperm, as long as the wound is right, it can grow together on its own within a few days, this is the self-healing ability of plants that have lived for more than ten years, and people also have it, Wang Yong forgot when he came back to the house, so he slept with the old cushion on the bed, and when he woke up, he felt cold to the bone, "Ah sneeze," Wang Yong sneezed hard, scared his whole body, and bounced up from the bed, don't dare to get sick at this juncture, tomorrow is the time for the competition, if you get sick, you will be as strong as a tiger and become a sick cat, not to mention that Wang Yong is not a tiger, he stood up and beat the Taiyi mixed yuan pile again, and felt a hot breath in his body steaming up, Wang Yong called it a day, The benefits of the Taiyi mixed yuan pile are here, it can mobilize the vitality of the human body at the fastest speed, enhance the resistance of the human body, this is also a fitness pile method that the Taoists are currently focusing on promoting to the world, of course, the part of the technical attack is hidden by the Taoists, such as those that Wang Yong taught Zhong Xin before, just some fur, no matter how advanced Wang Yong himself will not, see that the sky outside has been brightened, Wang Yong is ready to return to Tiantai, there is a car at half past six in the morning, and it will be late in the afternoon, turning around and walking into the ancestral hall, Wang Yong respectfully kowtowed ten heads, "Grandpa." , I don't have time to go to your grave to see it today, and when I am free for a while, I will definitely come back to your old man's grave, if you lack something, just tell me in a dream, I will definitely do it, by the way, Senior Brother Qin Zhen wrote out the study of the collection according to your instructions, and next time I will bring a copy to burn it for you, you give him an axe," Wang Yong muttered, after speaking, he got up and left, and glanced at the booklet on the altar out of the corner of his eye, and wanted to take it away, but for some reason, there was always a feeling of fear in his heart, As if he would suffer if he took that thing, Wang Yong gave up this idea, and reluctantly walked out of the old house, Wang Yong got on the long-distance bus back to Tiantai City, in the car, Wang Yong edited the lyrics he thought of last night and sent them to Yin Xia, I thought that Yin Xia must not have woken up so early, who knew that it was only five minutes after it was sent, Yin Xia's text message replied, "Surprise, Mr.
Wang, you really surprised me, I like the lyrics very much, I will make a sample immediately, you will be the first listener," God rewards diligence, This sentence is really not wrong, Yin Xia can be popular is not accidental, there are a few children who can get up at six o'clock in the morning to work and study this year, just like a well-known football star when answering a reporter's question, the reporter asked him why he was successful, and the star asked the reporter if he knew what Los Angeles was like at four o'clock in the morning, the reporter shook his head, and the star said: "I know, I know what every day looks like," This is diligence, a talent can't give you something,