Chapter 48 Seven Wounds

The small room Lu Feng refers to is more than ten meters away, but it seems very out of place in the prison. There are usually rows of rooms here, and several people are locked together, and the small room is nailed straight there like a nail.

Wang Yun followed Lv's guidance and walked slowly. The audience around him consciously gave way. Everyone applauded and cheered for him. Today's battle was really wonderful, and Wang Yun, who was considered to be weak, won. Everyone feasted their eyes and naturally would not be stingy with their own applause, even Lv Feng and others King Kong also kept nodding, and later he was fearful.

Come to the cabin, out of courtesy, Wang Yun was ready to knock on the door, but before he raised his hand, an old voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Hearing this sound, Wang Yun was a little surprised. What kind of person would have such a voice? It was like coming to hell, full of death, but he did not stop, pushed the door and entered directly into the darkness from the day.

There is no light in the cabin, and there is no vitality at all. If it hadn't been for the sound inside, Wang Yun would have thought it was an empty room, but even if he came in, he still didn't feel the other party's breath. You know, Wang Yun's current skill is not low, and he could not detect any movement at all, which shows the reality of the other party. Force.

Once entering the dark room, Wang Yun was a little uncomfortable and closed his eyes. At this moment, the voice sounded again: "I thought you had some future, but I didn't expect that you were not directly alert when entering a strange environment, but closed your eyes with the will of your body. If there was an enemy , you hung up a long time ago.

"Ha ha, I don't feel your murderous spirit. Naturally, you don't need to be vigilant." Wang Yun wanted to say, and his eyes finally adapted to the environment here. He looked at everything in front of him hazyly, but he didn't see anyone.

"Hmm! Killing spirit?" The voice was obviously angered by Wang Yun's arrogance and killed in an instant.

At this moment, Wang Yun's hair all over his body stood up. Originally, after a battle, his clothes had been wet with sweat and he was a little enthusiastic. However, at this moment, Wang Yun almost came to the sky of ice and fire, just like entering the Arctic and began to tremble.

Wang Yun's failure does not mean that he is timid. The momentum of the other party is too great. Not to mention him, even those King Kong outside are here, and I'm afraid it will be even worse.

"What do you think now? Do you still have the confidence to walk out of this door?" The voice slowly bypassed Wang Yun's ears. At the same time, Wang Yun felt that someone leaned behind him and wrapped around his neck. He believed that as long as the other party tightened his arm, his weak neck would be cut off immediately. Under such momentum, Wang Yun could no longer perform the previous martial arts.

"Well, senior, I think you have shown your strength. Is it time to get to the point?" Wang Yun pretended to be calm, but his voice couldn't help trembling, but what he said was also right. It was obviously important for the other party's strength to kill him at that time.

"Hehe, it's a little smart, but it's really good to be so calm under my momentum. It seems that you have some good looks, haha!" The other party laughed, but from this laughter, Wang Yun did not hear any happiness, but was lonely. Such a master actually had a lonely heart?

"So, senior, can I look back?" When the other party laughed, Wang Yun found that the suffocating momentum around him suddenly disappeared, as if it had never happened, which made Wang Yun feel a little hallucinating.

"Ye, whether you can get out of this house or not depends on your strength. Turn around."

When Wang Yun saw the other party, he was surprised again. Originally, he thought that his voice should be 70 or 80 years old, but the other party was in his 30s. I really don't know if he was well maintained, but no matter how old a person's age is, he can't do it to this extent.

"Do you think I'm young?" Just as Wang Yun opened his eyes, the other party asked.

"Well, indeed, your voice and appearance, hehe, are a little different." Wang Yun relaxed and laughed.

"In fact, I am more than 60 years old, but when we practice martial arts reach a certain level, their appearance will naturally not be the same as ordinary people, but their voices can't be changed."

"Senior, I don't know what your name is, and what's the matter with asking me to come in?" Wang Yun didn't want to waste time and asked directly.

"Young people are young people. They are all so anxious. You don't know that many times when they are anxious, they will make mistakes and even kill people? Well, I'll just be direct. You can call me Ren Lao. As for asking you to come, I will teach you some martial arts. Ren Lao stared at Wang Yun and said that his eyes were very deep, and he dared not look directly at Wang Yun.

"Marty? Ha ha, that's naturally good. I don't know what martial arts the seniors want to teach?" Wang Yun smiled and felt a little unnatural. Unexpectedly, someone wanted to call him martial arts? However, he is not short of these things. As long as he has a few points, he can't learn martial arts? But now people can only follow each other's wishes under the roof.

"Ye, I know a lot of martial arts, but those are not good, and they are stolen from others. What I am really good at is the martial arts of the previous masters of the Demon Sect, which have been passed down from generation to generation." When Mr. Ren spoke, he was very proud, but after a while, he pulled up his face and looked angry, which made Wang Yun very confused.

"Then what are you going to call me?" Wang Yun asked, in fact, it doesn't matter what martial arts the other party teaches.

"Well, it depends on your qualifications. If it's good, you can get my true biography immediately. If not, then work for me like those King Kongs outside." Ren Lao calmed down and then said, "Tell me, do you want to learn something offensive or defensive or something?"

"Ha ha, I still like to attack." Wang Yun laughed.

"Then open your eyes and take a closer look. I only demonstrate once. How much you can master depends on yourself." After saying that, Mr. Ren played martial arts directly in front of Wang Yun.

Ren Lao's martial arts skills are different from those of King Kong outside. From the beginning, it showed a magnificent momentum, which made Wang Yun look intoxicated. The martial arts skill is not only an attack. Under such an offensive, no one can fight back, because he has been busy with defense and can't defend for a long time. Of course, this is Wang Yun. Measured by your own strength, if you change to a master like Ren Lao, you will naturally be able to deal with it easily.

From Ren Lao's demonstration of martial arts, Wang Yun opened the search of the system and learned the name of Ren Lao's martial arts - Seven Injury Fist.

When Ren Lao performed martial arts, Wang Yun looked up the previous records of the system. There were indeed seven-wound fists in it, but the required points were 100, which was really a lot. If Ren Lao had not used martial arts, he would have known that Wang Yun had deserted at this time. It is estimated that Mr. Ren will be disabled if he doesn't kill him.

Originally, Wang Yun was a little disappointed to see that the seven-injured punch needed 100 points, but it happened that the old man had completed a set of seven-injured punches, and there was a martial art called [disabled seven-injury boxing] next to the seven-wound punch in the system, and the subscript points were 10.

Wang Yun was surprised by the lack of so few points, but he still chose to exchange it, because Ren was always taking the examination for his qualifications at this time. If he didn't learn anything, although the other party said that he would let him go before, who knows about this matter, he still tries to make the other party full. It's okay.

Originally, Ren Lao saw Wang Yun stunned and was preparing to punch his feet, but then he stopped, because Wang Yun began to move, to be precise, practicing martial arts, and Wang Yun's martial arts skills turned out to be the seven injured fists of his previous professor.