Chapter 8 Inheritance of Boxing

The moonlight outside the window is still the same, but it looks a little cold. The lotus pond in the courtyard showed a full moon, and a gust of wind looked strange.

"Ha ha, Zhen Chuan disciple, it seems that this trouble is really big. But what should I do in a month? Xiang Chengyun, I will step on the soles of your feet. You can wait."

Qi Yun lay in ** and couldn't sleep, thinking about what happened today over and over again. Naturally, Qi Yun will not be arrogant enough to think that he can defeat Xiang Chengyun in a month, but he will not give up easily.

"A month, it seems that I don't have much time. Now I'm just a foreign disciple. At that time, I will be killed openly by Xiang Chengyun, and no one will say a word. However, if he can become an inner disciple, he can't kill me easily, at least he doesn't have to worry about his life. It seems that I'm going to seize the time to cultivate aura. Without aura, my boxing style can't be hidden from the assessment of the elders.

"Yes, the blood clotting method. Now my body has been able to kill the spirit beast. I should first restore the meridians. As long as I can recover one, at least I can condense the aura. At least there is no problem to deal with the inner door assessment. As long as I have time, I will definitely step on Xiang Chengyun.

Thinking of this, Qi Yun felt at ease. At this time, he heard someone knocking on the door outside the door, but Ning Xiaotian just heard the strangeness in Qi Yun's room and came to ask.

"What, big brother, you mean it was Xiang Chengyun who just came?"

After listening to Qi Yun's expression, Ning Xiaotian was quite surprised. He was very clear about who Chengyun was, and he didn't know anything like Qi Yun.

"Yes? What's the matter? Isn't he a true disciple? Is there anything else?"

Qi Yun was not surprised by Ning Xiaotian's performance. After all, it was extremely shocking who took over the challenge of the real disciples. This matter will become a major event for tomorrow's boxing sect. I didn't expect that I could make two sensational things in a row as soon as I participated in the assessment of my disciples.

"Big brother, he is a master of martial arts, and he is already a master of the triple magic power of martial arts. Not only that, as the most outstanding prince of the Daqing Dynasty, he was also given a fist seal by the emperor. Not only can you practice very fast, but you can easily defeat even if you meet an opponent who is one or two levels higher than yourself. Do you think your current strength can fight against a master of the five-fold communication realm of a martial artist?

Obviously, Qi Yun did not know the details of Xiang Chengyun. After Ning Xiaotian finished speaking, he shook his head in disappointment. There is no hope for this is a foreboding.

"Fist? What's the matter?"

After listening to Ning Xiaotian's words, Qi Yun did not feel afraid but was more interested in what he said.

"You don't even know this? Brother, I really doubt how you practice. You are still so perverted, but it seems that you don't know much about practice.

Ning Xiaotian looked at Qi Yun suspiciously and muttered in a low voice. Seeing Qi Yun's embarrassed appearance, he immediately continued.

"The so-called boxing can only be understood by those masters who have cultivated the nine major disasters of martial arts. It is the most powerful boxing. Everyone's understanding is different, and the boxing that can be cultivated is different. It has gone beyond the scope of martial arts and is above all martial arts.

"What? In this case, what's wrong with the punch in Xiang Chengyun's body?

"This is also a popular method in the martial arts world. As long as the person who practices every skill can withstand the punching of the elders. Leave a punch mark in the body. As long as you slowly understand it, it will not only practice fast, but also be extremely cheap in battles of the same level. As soon as the fist comes out, it will break through the world's martial arts, and it will be invincible first. Therefore, the outstanding disciples in every family will be taught to inherit with fists.

Ning Xiaotian said slowly that he knew a lot about these things.

"If according to what you said, those disciples who have been given fists can only follow the same path of the older generation in the future. You can only move forward with the footprints of others, and there will be no future.

Qi Yun immediately heard the tricks in it and pointed it out.

"It's not like this. The punch in the body is just like an introduction, which can make them grow faster. However, it has no impact on the future cultivation. Each kind of boxing is different, and everyone's understanding is naturally different. This trace of boxing will not hinder their growth. On the contrary, when they can understand their own boxing, they will completely merge to form two kinds of boxing. It's more powerful than those fists that you understand.

Ning Xiaotian said slowly, like several treasures, which made Qi Yun quite doubt whether this guy was also inherited by the punch.

"Xiaotian, do you also have a boxing inheritance?"

Qi Yun did not hide it and asked directly.

"Well, no."

Ning Xiaotian was a little surprised, and then smiled. A fat face looks quite gratifying. Just say it.

"I don't have any martial arts master in my family, so naturally I can't find any boxing inheritance. However, boss, what are you going to do about the test in a month?

"Don't worry, I won't give up. Even if you can't win, you have to lose beautifully.

At this moment, Qi Yun's eyes are dazzling, which makes people feel oppressive and depressed, and dare not look directly. Ning Xiaotian was so scared that his heart beat and immediately escaped.

"Ah, boss, take your time and think about it first. I'm going to bed."

"Fist, will I also understand my own fist?"

Qi Yun didn't care about the performance of the fat man at all, and muttered to himself a bright moon outside the window.

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When the bird song in the morning just sounded, Qi Yun had left Lian Yunfeng, where the disciples lived, and went to the boundless deep forest outside the gate of Quanzong Mountain.

The Boxing Sect occupies two mountain ranges, with nearly 200 mountains. As for the outside of the mountain gate, there is an endless dense forest, and it is said that there is a sixth-order spirit beast in the innermost.

The sixth-order spirit beast can be equivalent to the cultivation of more than seven weights of martial arts, and the sixth-order spiritual beast is no worse than the magic master at the top of the martial arts. The periphery of the whole boxing sect seems to have formed a natural barrier, guarding the mountain gate of the boxing sect.

Spirit beasts are divided into ten levels, and each level is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

The first to third level is equivalent to the strength of the martial arts realm, and the third to sixth level is equivalent to the cultivation of the martial artist. As for the seventh to ninth levels, it is equivalent to the cultivation of the master, which is extremely difficult to meet in the martial arts world. As for the highest tenth-order spirit beast, which is also known as the best spirit beast, it is the existence of the legendary mythical beast. Each appearance is equivalent to the anti-sky cultivation of the martial arts master.

At this moment, the morning birds sing in the mountain forest, and the whole mountain forest looks hazy and charming, but it is a little frightening. It seems that behind the smoke, there is a dangerous and tyrannical spirit beast.

Qi Yun's goal is not big. He just wants to find one or two first-order spirit beasts to coagulate and quench his blood. After all, his physical strength is only six horses now. If you meet a spirit beast above the third level, it is a little dangerous, but it has been looking in the dense forest all morning, and it has not even touched a spirit beast.

"Damn it, do I have this? Unexpectedly, I can't touch a spirit beast. It's a pity. Hurry up and send me a living spirit beast.

Qi Yun scolded while walking and prayed to heaven. But it still has no effect. Not to mention the spirit beast, I just want to find a bird to satisfy my hunger.

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and the wind rustled through the leaves. Everything was quiet and strange, making Qi Yun's hair stand upright. For Qi Yun, who has rich experience, he first thought of the dangerous scene of Baishiling.

"Damn, won't you really break into the territory of the spirit beast? It seems that I still have some blessings, but I don't know what grade it is. Looking at the situation around, it seems that you haven't heard the birds singing for half an hour, right? Is it the third-order spirit beast, mother's, God is joking. I just want an ordinary low-level spirit beast. You don't have to be so generous.

When complaining, Qi Yun was not afraid, but on the contrary, he was extremely eager. After all, the more powerful the spirit beast is, the more abundant the blood is, which is the best for me to continue to improve my strength.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of chirping, which was obviously different from the sound of the wind blowing leaves. This kind of heart-pating voice sounded one after another, making Qi Yun feel sweaty at the first time.