Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell on Wang Luo through the dense leaves. This is a quiet corner of the park in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Wang Luo was wearing a very ordinary exercise uniform, loose sweatpants on his lower body, and a pair of sneakers on his feet. He looked like an ordinary high school student.

And now he is posing in a peculiar posture, with both hands like hugging, his left and right feet are in front of each other, his left hand is pushed forward, and his right hand is stretched back, as if tearing cotton cloth, the whole person is like a mountain of indomitability Generally unshakable.

This is the most basic three-body pose in Xinyiquan. According to Xia Houwu, all dharmas in the world are unified, and all dharmas come out of the three-body pose.

Once the three-body posture is practiced to the state of perfection, it means that the dark energy is from the outside to the inside, the yin and yang are combined, the inner energy is used to drive the shape, and the dark energy is used to move the whole body.

"Inhale! Exhale!" Wang Luo's chest heaved greatly, and every breath seemed to suck out the air within ten meters around him, just like an exhaust fan.

Ordinary people like Wang Luo's breathing method will definitely fall into a coma in a hyperoxic environment, but Wang Luo doesn't feel this way at all. A large amount of oxygen enters the lungs and is directly transformed into energy for the body.

boom!Wang Luo punched continuously at a speed beyond ordinary people's vision. With the violent power combined with the lightning speed, there was a chi-chi piercing sound, as if the invisible air was directly torn apart.

The plane not far away felt his scalp numb, and he couldn't tell how many punches he had punched, but one thing was certain was that if he was hit, it would be no different from being run over by a tank.

After two or three breaths, all the shadows of the fists disappeared. Wang Luo exhaled slowly. The pores that were originally closed opened instantly, and with a breath of hot air, it formed a white smoke that flew straight for four or five meters. Just disappeared.

The plane hurried over to hand over the towel. Although he didn't rest all night and practiced boxing with him for a while in the morning, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After roughly wiping it off, Wang Luo said, "How about the matter you were asked to investigate?"

"I found out, Xia Houwu opened a martial arts gym in Yau Ma Tei three years ago, but after he was imprisoned, the martial arts gym seemed to be transferred out, and it is not clear where the original owner went." The plane said quickly.

Wang Luo shook his head, feeling very dissatisfied in his heart, but this plane is not a talent with special abilities, and being able to do this in a short period of time proves his intentions. He also decided to use his current status to recruit some talents.

"Let's go to Yau Ma Tei." Wang Luo looked at his watch, it was exactly eight o'clock in the morning.

He took a Mercedes-Benz of a bald eagle, and a younger brother nicknamed Golden Retriever acted as the driver, and arrived in Yau Ma Tei in ten minutes.

After getting off the car, I found that this street is relatively old-fashioned, with few tall buildings. The whole street is surrounded by tall buildings like a sunken basin.

According to the address investigated by the plane, the original Heyimen Martial Arts Hall has become a Dahongmen, with a row of students standing at the door in Zamabu.

These people wore white short-sleeved upper body, black silk trousers lower body, and a pair of cloth shoes on their feet. Each of them wore a palm-width red belt with a long knot hanging on the side of the waist.

Xia Houwu once chatted with Wang Luo, the belts in the martial arts world are very particular, one belt can be breathed, and those who can be matched with a red belt hanging on the right are all beginner disciples of the martial arts school, and the black long knot hanging in the middle represents the already A formal boxer who can take on apprentices after becoming a teacher, this kind of person is usually the peak of Ming Jin, and there are even some masters of Dark Jin.

Wang Luo ignored the people outside and strode into the martial arts hall.

A young man in front of the counter at the entrance said enthusiastically: "Are you here to learn martial arts? Now is the right time to come. The big brother Chen Hong of our martial arts school is about to start recruiting disciples. A class only costs 5000 yuan."

The birth of hot weapons represented the decline of traditional martial arts. Even martial arts schools with authentic skills had to rely on apprentices to operate.

"I don't study martial arts, so I have something to ask your pavilion master." Wang Luo said lightly.

The young man's face changed suddenly, and he frowned and said, "Our museum owner doesn't see outsiders, if you have something to tell me, I'll pass it on."

"Outsider? Hehe, it's interesting. I'm from the Heyi Sect. He should know the purpose of my visit." Wang Luo said.

The young man seemed to have heard of Heyimen, and when Wang Luo was about to step out of the gate, he shouted sharply: "Brother, this person is from Heyimen, he is here to kick the hall!"

The people practicing outside the door stopped, a tall young man led the students to block the door directly, then frowned, looked at Wang Luo, and said, "Are you from the Heyi School?"

"Not bad!" Wang Luo said, "I have something to do with your museum owner!"

"I'm Chen Hong. I'll take care of the matter of you uniting as one. Our Dahong Sect can't do things like bullying the few with the more, so please!" Chen Hong waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

The students behind him vaguely surrounded Wang Luo, as if they would strike immediately if there was a disagreement.

"Okay! Let me also see what is so special about Dahongmen's martial arts!" Wang Luo didn't talk nonsense, anyway, he would grow old after beating a young one, so he regarded it as a warm-up.

Following Chen Hong into the interior of the martial arts hall, the vision suddenly opened up. The space here is very large. It is not a practice area in the traditional sense, but fitness equipment and a large number of mixed martial arts training methods are set up. There is a boxing ring in the middle. Surrounded by fences, it looks very formal.

There were two people on the boxing ring who were practicing hugging. Chen Hong clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, stop. Someone kicked the gym today. Students who are willing to stay can be a witness."

As soon as these words came out, these students became excited. They were different from the disciples of Dahongmen, most of them were from rich families with superior family background, and they usually came to exercise when they had nothing to do.

Dahongmen has a great reputation, and such a thing as kicking the gymnasium has really never happened.

A student introduced in a low voice: "Master Chen Hong is the introductory disciple of the old hall master. I have been here for two years, and I have never seen Master Chen Hong make a move. I am very lucky today. I will let you see what is true. master."

"Please!" Chen Hong was also bullying Wang Luoqingnian, a sneer flashed in his eyes, he was not polite at all, he didn't ask his name, he just uttered a word coldly, and then raised his breath under the ring.

Chen Hong jumped onto the boxing ring in one step, looking very chic, immediately aroused applause and applause.