The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 307: The chief is a master
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Wang Meng is used to waking up naturally, but this is in the chief's house.
Wang Meng got up early, finished washing, walked out of the guest room, and walked into the living room. He smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen.
The window of the living room was facing the small courtyard. Wang Meng saw the chief wearing a white cotton slacks, punching and kicking imposingly.
Not far away, there is a stone table with a white towel, a basin of clean water, and a piece of soap.
Wang Meng looked at it for a while, his expression surprised.
At first, he thought that the chief was doing Tai Chi, but at this time he realized that it was not Tai Chi. Wang Meng had never seen this set of boxing techniques. Wang Meng thought he was already proficient in all kinds of boxing techniques in the world, but he had never seen this set of boxing techniques produced by the chief.
This set of boxing techniques that seemed ordinary and unremarkable gave Wang Meng a frightening feeling. He couldn't say anything that made him frightened, but he felt that this set of boxing techniques was unusual and made him feel dangerous.
Wang Meng walked out of the room on a whim.
The chief focused his moves, every move meticulously, and he didn't seem to see Wang Meng appearing.
Wang Meng also looked at it seriously.
Wang Meng discovered that after the chief had hit it again, he hit it again. He seemed to have discovered himself and wanted him to observe and learn.
Wang Meng has a very good memory, and he will remember everything when the chief is finished.
"What kind of boxing is this? Why haven't I seen it?" Wang Meng was very insightful and handed the white towel on the stone table to the chief.
"Fengshen said that your memory is amazing and your martial arts is strong. You have a punch. Let me see! If there is a seven-point sign, I will tell you! Hehehe." The chief smiled and took the towel that Wang Meng handed over and wiped it. The sweat on his face said.
"Okay!" Wang Meng didn't write any ink, and immediately walked to the middle of the courtyard.
Wang Meng's horse stood still, tall and straight like a pine.
"Hi!" Wang Meng let out a soft yell, and fell into anger, then punched out a punch, similar to the leader's starting style.
The chief smiled silently, watching from the side.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Meng took a step forward with his left foot, and his second fist slowly struck out, unexpectedly with a howling sound.
Then Wang Meng continued his fist styles one after another, getting faster and faster, driving the air to make a whistling sound.
Wang Meng's movements are fluent and flowing, each move is exactly the same as the leader, but the speed is getting faster and faster. In the end, it is already extremely fast, only to see thousands of fist figures floating, but Wang Meng's figure is missing. .
The chief saw his eyes straightened, and he secretly praised him. This kid is indeed a comprehensive wizard.
Wang Meng finished his fist with one stroke, and his movements suddenly stopped. Between static and moving, it was quite strange.
When Wang Meng appeared, the thousands of power shadows gradually dissipated at this time, which shows how fast Wang Meng is.
Wang Meng is not out of breath, his face is not red, he is calm, and he looks at the leader triumphantly, waiting for the leader to compliment him in his heart.
The chief laughed and praised: "Yes, your memory and comprehension are really good!"
Wang Mengmei, endure the pride and say: "Chief? This time you can tell me the name of this boxing technique, right?"
"Hehe! No! Although you mimic all of your moves so vividly, you can only comprehend his moves. You don't even understand the essence of it!" The chief smiled and shook his head.
Huh?
Wang Meng froze in place, didn't even reach the three-point essence? He thought he was better than the leader.
"Hehe, don't believe it? Come here!" Seeing Wang Meng's confused face, the chief said with a smile.
The chief walked up to the stone table, looked at the stone table and then at the stone pier. He seemed very distressed. Finally, the head raised his right hand and flicked a fist on the stone pier. The strike was very light. It was like a light touch, silent, as if it was just rubbing the dust off the stone pier.
Shidun is safe and sound.
Wang Meng looked intently, wondering, and said to his heart, what's so good about this?
However, the next moment, Wang Meng was dumbfounded, his face changed drastically.
A breeze blew, click, click, click, and the stone pier was suddenly covered with dense cracks.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the stone pier suddenly exploded, and the dust floated. Looking at the stone pier, it was not broken pieces, but powder.
At this time, Wang Meng opened his mouth wide, and his shock was beyond suspicion. The chief was actually a master?
Looking at Wang Meng’s horror, the chief was happy, and said earnestly: “There are some things, it’s not enough for you to only see the surface of the thing. You have to understand it with your heart. When you understand his essence, you can If I truly understand his essence, that is the real realization. I am not an ancient warrior, and I have no internal strength, and I am not strong at all. However, what I did, you may not be able to do it."
Wang Meng stared at the head in a daze, his eyes became confused. Suddenly, Wang Meng's eyes slowly closed, seeming to be sleepy.
When the chief saw this, he smiled slightly, his expression of approval appeared, and he approached the room gently without disturbing Wang Meng.
Wang Meng stood at this station until three poles in the sun.
The noon sun is scorching, and the wind between heaven and earth is full of scorching waves.
However, Wang Meng, standing in the sun, is as tall as a bell. Under the scorching sun, Wang Meng doesn't even have a trace of sweat on his body.
At this time, Wang Meng fell into a strange situation, with unspeakable feelings, and the fist technique practiced by the chief was played in a loop over and over again in his mind, fast and slow.
Today is Sunday, and it is customary for the chief to handle official duties at home.
The chief looked at Wang Meng in the sun through the window of the study room, and nodded constantly. The future of this kid is boundless! Perhaps only he can complete that task, but at present, he is still too weak.
The chief's wife brought hot tea to the chief and placed it on the table. Afterwards, she stared at Wang Meng under the scorching sun. She burst into tears with distress, and complained: "You can torture him by changing the law! You can't let him To be an ordinary person in peace and stability, my son's life is hard enough! You can't let him live a happy and happy life for the rest of his life? You can't control his fate, it's unfair to him! You are also sorry for his dead parents !"
"Old lady? No one can control his destiny! I am helping him, not harming him. Although, I haven't told you anything, but how can you not see that he will face him in the future? What? Now that we don’t help him, and now he doesn’t suffer a little bit, how can he face it? That’s hurting him!” The chief took his wife’s hand and said earnestly.
The wife of the chief was silent, looking at Wang Meng outside the window, the wife murmured with tears on her face: "Why is it him? Why?"
The chief patted his wife's hand, sighing in his heart, but didn't know how to comfort him.
"Look! He understands! How long is this? Hehe, my son is really a wizard, just like her mother!" The lady suddenly surprised and pointed out the window.
Under the scorching sun, Wang Meng, who had been standing upright like a sculpture, suddenly moved. He slowly punched out, unremarkable and silent. Then, Wang Meng punched out, fist after fist. Continuously.
In the beginning, Wang Meng's fist was still very slow, but later, his speed suddenly increased, and thousands of fist shadows covered him again, and the body was no longer visible.
The chief frowned when he saw this, and suddenly he was shocked.
Wang Meng's speed at this time is extremely fast, fluent and flowing, but his fists are silent, which is very different from before.
Suddenly, the thousands of palm shadows suddenly overlapped, and thousands of them overlapped, forming a fist shadow with the size of a dustpan, which was very shocking. It's just that the shock is still behind, the fist shadow unexpectedly swayed and fluttered straight to the study.
"Not good! The old lady is running, the house is going to fall!" Seeing this, the chief was shocked, and took his wife to run. However, the boxing shadow was like a toddler, and suddenly fell down, harp, and fell to the ground.
The ground shook, and then the fist image bubble burst and disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
On the red brick ground, a big fist mark of a dustpan has sunk into the ground, more than half a foot deep.
"Successful? This kid! What a martial arts wizard!" The chief exclaimed, still keeping the posture to run.
"Hehehe, can my son be wrong?" The chief's wife smiled proudly.
"Didn't you blame me for passing this Kung Fu to him just now?" The chief said with a wry smile and looked at his wife.
"I'm a woman, and sentimentality is by nature. You have the same knowledge as me?" Mrs. Chief took it for granted.
The chief smiled bitterly and speechlessly.
"Let my son come in for dinner. He didn't eat breakfast. I blame you!" The lady complained with a blank look at the head.
"I'll call him personally. Is this the head office? I'm all jealous of this kid. You make him braised pork for breakfast? It's better than mine, I'm jealous!" The chief pretended to be angry and walked out of the study.
Hehehe, the wife of the chief smiled happily. Now that she is older, quarreling with the chief sometimes is a kind of happiness in their eyes.
Wang Meng stood in the courtyard, staring at the huge fist prints on the ground in a daze.
At this time, Wang Meng's heart was extremely shocked. What kind of boxing is this? Actually so overbearing? Just now, Wang Meng didn't use any of his internal power, but this effect was greater than the effect of a full blow with all his internal power.
Wang Meng is a little dazed!
"Hahaha, yes, your kid's comprehension is really amazing, even better than me, who has been immersed in Yin for decades!" The chief came over with a smile and praised heartily.
"This boxing technique is so exquisite. It uses the force of nature to enter the Tao, and it also contains the mental method. It automatically operates the mental method during operation. It integrates internal and external affairs, but also integrates. It uses the force of nature to gather force, but it is better than The internal strength is even more swift and fierce! It's really strange!" Wang Meng praised with joy.
"Which power is the most powerful? Of course it is the force of nature. Everything in the world is vast, and the force of nature is everywhere. If you use it with internal force, you will find that its power will be even greater. Unfortunately, I have no internal force. , I can't help you, you can enlighten it yourself!" The chief looked at Wang Meng with relief and said, Wang Meng's comprehension convinced him.