Chapter 28 Tiger Leg

Xiaojiu came back happily. All the people have fallen asleep. Xiaojiu slowly climbed into bed with a happy smile on her face. It turned out that he could also fly 500 sandbags. As long as he trained well in shooting skills and the degree of reflection in the future, he may not be able to cross the mountain in a long time.

Xiaojiu smiled and forced his eyes. In fact, he ignored a little. Qi Changfeng had already said that he needed three people who had reached more than 500 to patrol the mountain, but because of happiness, Xiaojiu had forgotten this one for a long time.

Unconsciously, Xiaojiu came to the thought space again, and the old man was still the same, looking at himself with a smile.

"Ky, I've been happy for a while today!"

Xiaojiu touched his head with embarrassment. He really couldn't tell whether it was real or happened in his dream, but he knew that the mysterious old man really knew everything about himself, and now he was embarrassed to hide it again and nodded with a smile.

"It's not promising. I'm so happy to hit a 500 sandbag!"

As soon as Xiaojiu heard this, he felt that the old man was not satisfied with his strength. He couldn't help curling his lips and stared at the old man, "But only two people in our team can blow it off!"

"Five sandbags, let me tell you, you must fly a thousand sandbags before you leave the youth camp!"

"Ah, a thousand pounds of sandbags, I'm afraid I can't do it!"

"Don't forget that your body now has the blood of the God of War, and Pangu's tears are constantly forcing your potential. Of course, a thousand pounds of sandbags are not a problem."

Xiao Jiu suddenly thought of something and hurriedly pulled the old man, "Grandpa, I want to ask you something?"

"Ask, and don't add an old character in front of grandpa in the future. Am I old? Besides, I'm really your grandfather, and you just won't recognize me. The old man pretended to be angry.

"Grandpa." Xiaojiu smiled cunningly, "Well, I urged my internal strength. In the past, I could only feel a cool feeling, but today, not only that, but also a warm force rushed to me. I don't know what's going on." After saying that, Xiaojiu pointed to his left chest.

"Haha..." The old man laughed and suddenly opened his clothes. Xiaojiu was surprised to find that the old man's chest had a tiger-shaped blood pattern exactly like his own.

"Why do you have this?" Xiaojiu opened her eyes wide.

"I tell you, this is the tiger pattern of the god of war. The coolness in your Dantian is the tears of Pangu. Originally, at your young age, you can't exert the power of the blood of the god of war, but fortunately, you have this coolness. It slowly helps you draw out your strength. In the future, the heating of your body will become stronger and stronger. Moreover, you are born with a tiger flame, and you are really the first person in Cangyun.

"So that's it!"

"No, what do you think it is? Well, well, you are really talkative. Don't talk nonsense. The space of ideas is not easy to come by. Today I will teach you tiger legs!"

"Tiger legs!"

"Yes, you have memorized all the tiger fist yesterday. You have to keep practicing. Today, I will teach you the tiger leg, and you will know in the future that the power of this tiger leg is not weaker than that of the tiger fist, so you should also learn it carefully, okay?"

"I know!" Xiaojiu answered loudly.

"You have a good look." The old man said and demonstrated, "The tiger leg actually evolved from the tiger fist. In the early days, everyone thought that the tiger's predation, roar, claws and sharp teeth were the most powerful weapons. In fact, what they saw was only the surface. The tiger's most powerful thing was its whip-like tail, and we didn't have a tail, so Gradually, it became our current leg method, called tiger leg.

"A lot of strength!" The old man kept shouting the moves of the tiger's legs, and the movements on his feet did not stop at all. Every foot was so masculine and powerful.

"The tiger shakes its tail!" The old man stood on the ground with one foot, and the other hand kept sweeping back fiercely. With the movements of the waist, the old man's moves were not only gorgeous, but also particularly strong.

"Ravage Mountain Gravel!" The old man's legs sent out gusts of strong wind and swept into the air, full of domineering.

"The whip is powerful!"

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When the old man finished all the leg methods, Xiaojiu was stunned. He felt that the old man's leg method was extremely flexible. The pair of steel legs were simply more agile than human hands. There was no gap at all. The strength of the human leg must be far greater than the hand, but the hand was more flexible than the foot. Therefore, many people can't achieve high attainments in leg skills because they can't master the power of their legs. Now from the old man's leg skills, his leg skills are definitely much higher than that of boxing.

"Remember that the power of the tiger leg can never be underestimated. In the future, when your tiger flame slowly improves, one day, the tiger leg will be your strange move to cross the battlefield and defeat the enemy."

Xiaojiu listened carefully and unconsciously practiced by himself. The old man looked at it with a smile.

The next day, the formal mountain patrol requirements were promulgated and posted next to the hero list. For a while, the youth camp was like a pot of explosion. Everyone talked about it, and many people who used to be qualified to patrol the mountains have now become unqualified. Yesterday, I thought there were five people on the hero list, but now it seems that they can I'm afraid there are only the top three who are qualified, hate, Yu Chong and Sun Jin.

"It seems that I don't have a chance to patrol the mountain before I leave the youth camp!" A teenager said depressed that he was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and in a year or two, he would leave the youth camp and go to the formal barracks.

"Yes, after staying here for so long, I don't know what wild boar meat tastes like."

"You still smell it. I haven't even smelled it."

Xiaojiu secretly felt funny. He smelled the smell of wild boar meat on the first day. It seems that his luck is really not good.

Wang Li also came over at this time and looked at Xiaojiu, "Brother Jiu, let's work hard together. We must have hope!"

Xiaojiu is a little old. Now he is full of confidence. I don't know why, he believes everything the old man said. The old man said that he must fly a thousand pounds of sandbags before he left the youth camp. Although Xiaojiu felt difficult, he felt that he could do it.

To meet the requirements of mountain patrol, Xiaojiu still needs two conditions, that is, shooting and reaction. Today, it is still their turn to train shooting. At this time, Yan Su has stood at the front of the team, and next to him is a 14-five-year-old teenager.

"Today, in order to improve everyone's progress in shooting as soon as possible, I have brought you a person who is the top four-year holder of the hero list, hate!"

"Hate!" Xiaojiu looked at the legendary character of the youth camp in surprise.