Chapter 245: Fusion of Xingyi Leopard Fist

Chapter 245 Fusion of Xingyi Leopard Fist

In the high-end ward of the hospital, Bao Ningquan stood tall and proud, calmly pointing out the situation, with his hands behind his back, and exuding a faint aura of pretentiousness. The background of this scene did not seem to be that he was beaten into the hospital by Luo Feng. .

Of course, Qiusuo's eyes showed his admiration in a very cooperative way.

If there were a few more flashes of lightning outside at this time, Master Bao would be even more satisfied. But it's okay now. If lightning comes, what if it kills me?

"That's right, I want to kill him." Qiusuo said harshly, "If this country bumpkin really becomes my cousin-in-law, then the Haitian Group will be his. What qualifications does he have! In my opinion The only cousin-in-law among them is Master Bao."

"Qiusuo, why doesn't your cousin have such outstanding vision as you?" Bao Ningfan sighed, looking a little lonely. After a while, he took a deep breath, looked out the window with his deep eyes, and slowly Said, "One day, Weiwei will discover my excellence."

"That's right." Qiusuo encouraged him, "As the saying goes, gold will eventually be spent."

"It's terrible to be uneducated." Bao Ningchao glanced at him, "As the saying goes, gold will always burn out."

"Ah! I was wrong for twenty years."

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Early the next morning, Luo Feng arrived at the back hill of Zijing Middle School.

The autumn mood is getting stronger, a cool breeze ruffles countless lakes, and stories emerge one after another.

Although it is an ordinary hill, the scenery is picturesque.

The place where Qian Yilan practices martial arts every day is surrounded by flowers. These flowers seem to have been bloomed overnight.

So beautiful.

Luo Feng is admiring flowers.

In fact, it was not because there were no flowers on weekdays, but it was because when he arrived, his attention fell on Qian Yilan. The number one school beauty is much prettier than these colorful wildflowers.

Butterflies think so too.

Luo Feng saw a few butterflies flying among the flowers. Why don't I usually see you here?

Luo Feng sighed and came to a tree, half lying down, enjoying the cool breeze.

It was eight o'clock in the morning in a blink of an eye.

Luo Feng had a beautiful sleep under the tree.

"Damn, I forgot. Today is the 60th birthday of Brother Pengci. Classmate Qian Yilan must have gone to celebrate his birthday." Luo Feng turned over and sat up. He originally wanted to ask Qian Yilan about last night. Action.

Luo Feng walked to the place where Qian Yilan was practicing martial arts, and the image of the figure in light blue fisting and practicing martial arts appeared subconsciously in his mind.

Luo Feng's body suddenly stood up quietly, concentrating on it and uniting his mind.

It seemed that Luo Feng could hear even the sounds of butterflies kissing flowers and trying to do more bad things.

The picture flashed in his mind again, and the set of punches wielded by the light blue figure flashed through Luo Feng's mind like gurgling water.

"Xingyiquan?" Luo Feng's mouth curved slightly.

What Qian Yilan practiced the most in front of him was the Leopard Fist in Xingyi Fist.

Luo Feng secretly counted and found that this set of Xingyi Leopard Fist has a total of eighty-nine moves. When broken down, there are even more variations. This is the basis of every martial arts. However, in Luo Feng's opinion, it was too complicated.

"Remove the dross and take the essence. This set of Xingyi Leopard Fist is compressed to its most perfect state, with a maximum of three moves."

Luo Feng suddenly muttered to himself, and his figure suddenly moved.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The fist wind suddenly vibrated on this small hill, shaking off the leaves one by one.

Luo Feng first performed this set of Xingyi Leopard Fist.

Perform again and again.

My mind was completely immersed in it.

The morning sun shines down.

A figure dressed in light blue jogged slowly towards the mountain behind Zijing Middle School.

Today is Uncle Ping's birthday, but he is not the protagonist.

However, the autumn breeze was cool today, and Qian Yilan inadvertently slept for more than an hour. After getting up in a hurry, she habitually jogged along the same road towards her old place -

Phew! Phew!

call!

The fist movements became more and more rapid, and the air was crackling.

Luo Feng has brought the power of this set of Xingyi Leopard Fist to its extreme.

At this moment, Long Yu's eyes also revealed a fiery light.

He vaguely felt the mystery of the warrior.

Although he had seen Qian Yilan perform this set of boxing skills countless times and found it to be unremarkable, as soon as he used it himself, Luo Feng felt that the power in his body would surge with the use of this set of boxing skills. , follow the boxing technique to release the body's power in the most comfortable way to achieve the greatest effect.

Of course, there are many fancy and complicated places, which wastes a lot of energy.

"In other words, as long as the martial arts of these warriors, such as Xingyi Quan and so on, can be slightly refined, compressed and integrated, the resulting boxing techniques will be unstoppable in power!"

Luo Feng's figure stopped, but in his mind, this set of Xingyi Leopard Fist was flashing rapidly one move after another.

Luo Feng's mind was completely immersed.

Any set of martial arts is improved by many strong people over many years, and finally settles down.

It’s already the essence!

On this basis, Luo Feng also wanted to compress a set of eighty-nine moves of the Xingyi Leopard Fist into only three moves.

The difficulty can be imagined.

But Luo Feng seems to have this innate talent.

When he was in the army, he improved many of the boxing techniques in the army.

He could always see through the essence of a complicated boxing technique, discard its dross, and extract the essence.

Therefore, in the army, whether it was the most basic moves such as military boxing and grappling, or the more powerful killing moves, Luo Feng was several times better than others!

This ability, Luo Feng felt vaguely, was related to the fact that he was forced by the old Taoist priest to recite all kinds of hodgepodge books. From Confucianism and Taoism, from astronomy to geography, from medicine to farming, all had to be recited, and if he couldn't recite it, he would be beaten - Luo Feng really wanted to pull the old Taoist priest out of the loess and beat him up!

If Luo Feng hadn't had the ability to remember everything since he was a child, it would be impossible for him to complete the inhuman task assigned by the old Taoist priest.

Perhaps, this is also the same as the "period" that comes once a month behind Luo Feng, and Luo Feng has no way of knowing the reason now.

The autumn wind blows!

The light blue figure, jogging leisurely, has approached the small hill behind the mountain.

On the mountain, Luo Feng's eyes, which had been opened, suddenly closed slowly.

He was too familiar with this set of Xingyi Leopard Fist.

At this moment, it was quickly integrated and refined!

If there was a master of Xingyi Fist here, he would be shocked at this moment.

This guy is simply abnormal.

Each set of martial arts is equipped with a formula and mental method to perform, so that it can exert a stronger power.

But Luo Feng didn't need it. With his strong strength and his abnormal understanding ability, he forcibly split this set of Xingyi Leopard Fist apart, and then integrated it into his own trick in his own way.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng's figure suddenly moved.