Holy body, start with the Five Animal Exercises

Qin Jiang's eyes brightened slightly, is there a member of the Red Tiger Gang?

In that case, he has a chance to get it!

"Uncle Wang, what do you need to obtain high-level true martial arts? What is the difference between high-level true martial arts and ordinary true martial arts?" he asked.

Wang Mingliang raised his hand slightly when he heard this, "Don't be too ambitious. You have now reached the second level of Iron Arm Fist. In a while, your sister and I can recommend you to become the leader of the Red Tiger Gang."

At that time, you will naturally have the opportunity to obtain the Red Tiger Fist.

As for the difference, high-level Zhenwu has already reached the level of intention.

Anyone who has practiced high-level true martial arts is a master in the realm of divine will. They can be said to be first-rate, and every one of them is a big shot in Black Mountain City. "

"Meaning? What is that?" Qin Jiang asked.

In the realm of divine will, you can tell by his name that he is extraordinary, and he is worthy of being a first-rate master.

"The so-called intention is actually a kind of power at the level of will. Sword practitioners have sword intention, sword practitioners have sword intention. Those who practice boxing like me naturally have fist intention." Wang Mingliang said with a smile.

Qin Jiang was slightly startled, remembering that when he met Wang Minglang for the first time, he seemed to see a red tiger in a trance.

Now it seems that it was not an illusion, but the opponent's fist intention!

Uncle Wang is also a master in the realm of divine will! He might be practicing Red Tiger Fist!

Wang Minglang put down the pipe in his hand, put a hand on Qin Jiang's wrist, and said with a smile, "Xiao Jiang, what is a warrior?"

Qin Jiang was stunned and looked confused.

"The so-called warrior means clenching fists! Only martial artists must fight! They are brave enough to fight fiercely and have a murderous intention! If you don't even have these three points of bad energy, you should simply practice!"

Wang Minglang's voice suddenly became stern, and his arm shook violently. Qin Jiang felt his body go numb, and then felt a weightless feeling.

When he came to his senses, he had been thrown out of the house. The people practicing in the yard were a little confused and couldn't figure out the situation.

roar--! ! !

Before he could stand still, Qin Jiang heard a roar in his ears, and then he felt a fierce aura suddenly erupt from the room.

The next moment, Wang Minglang's figure appeared in front of him, with fierce eyes and a terrifying aura, like a flying tiger leaping over a stream!

"Tell me! What are you afraid of?!"

Qin Jiang's eyes widened slightly, and he hurriedly punched back, but his fist was interrupted by a huge force less than halfway.

Wang Minglang grabbed his arm with one hand, and the unbearable force pulled his body forward.

"puff!"

A fist landed on his lower abdomen, and he felt that his internal organs were shattered, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What? You don't even dare to resist? Then just go and die!"

Wang Minglang's voice rang in his ears, and Qin Jiang's eyes widened. He felt like he was in a mountain forest, encountering a tiger descending from the mountain, and life and death only happened in a moment!

In an instant, the blood surged wildly, the heart beat suddenly accelerated, and every part of the body was roaring.

Will die! Will die, will die, will die!

His mind suddenly changed, from fear of death to rage that was not afraid of death!

Want me to die? ! !

kill! ! !

Put your feet on the ground, and the strength will rise from your feet.

Spin around! Punch! He swung a punch that exceeded his own limits!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wang Minglang's fist was firmly caught.

Qin Jiang's body went limp, he lost all strength and fell to the ground.

But his eyes were very bright, with a hint of understanding.

This feeling is like being blown by a cold wind when you are very drunk, only to suddenly realize that you have just been drunk.

Since his rebirth, there has been an urgent pressure on his heart, making him desperately seek more security.

Unknowingly, without even realizing it, his mind was gradually distorted and he became afraid of all uncertainties.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized.

When I put my palm on the blood that I just spit out, it doesn't feel warm, but with a hint of coolness.

"Haha, Shocking Blood, if this blood stays in the body for a long time, you will never be able to practice the Red Tiger Fist in your life."

Wang Minglang spoke with a smile, his eyes satisfied but also a bit complicated.

He directly grabbed Qin Jiang, brushed off the dust on his body, wiped the blood on his hands with a rag, and then patted his shoulder.

"Not bad, I still have the will to fight to the death."

Qin Jiang stood there with clear eyes.

The other students in the courtyard were a little confused. What happened?

I boiled it, Brother Qin vomited blood!

No, no! Master Wang is so fierce! !

Originally, they thought that although Wang Mingliang was a warrior, he was old after all and did not have much strength anymore.

But now it seems that this is getting stronger with time! Brother Qin fell to the ground with just one punch? !

"Okay, stop looking at it and practice hard. Maybe one day you can beat Qin Jiang too!"

Wang Mingliang shouted loudly, with a bit of power, and the students quickly started practicing after hearing this.

It's impossible to beat Brother Qin violently, but if you think about it, it's still possible, right?

No matter what happens, you can just beat up brothers Li Bo and Li Lang, right?

"Follow me into the house."

The two came into the house. Wang Minglang rummaged in the cabinet in the corner for a moment and took out a black piece of glue the size of a thumb.

He threw it to Qin Jiang casually, "Eat it, it's for blood replenishment. I didn't expect you to have reached the third level. Your cultivation talent is better than your sister."

Wang Minglang's eyes were complicated. What kind of freaks were these two siblings?

He was shocked by Qin Hong's little girl back then, and now he was surprised again by Xiao Nizi's brother.

First I got started in one night, and now I jumped from the second level to the third level in one night.

Qin Jiang caught it, looked at the dirty glue block in his hand, hesitated for a moment and ate it bravely.

The glue block melted in his mouth, and a heat flow suddenly surged in his body, traveling around the sky along the path of the inner Qi. He clearly felt that the inner Qi was growing.

After a while, the heat gradually disappeared, and the discomfort caused by the punch just now also disappeared.

Looking at the panel,

【Current Martial Arts】

Five Qigong of Immortality (First Level) (36/250)

Iron Arm Fist (Third Level) (72/400)

Earth Dragon Body (First Level) (28/200)

[Potential Points: 3.8]

The progress of Iron Arm Fist has increased by a full 50 points! The Five Qigong of Immortality and Earth Dragon Body have also been improved.

"What is this?" he asked curiously.

If you can eat more, even if you don't rely on potential points, you can quickly practice Iron Arm Fist to perfection!

Wang Minglang curled his lips after sitting down and took a puff from his big pipe, "No, this is the best tiger glue. This piece is worth thirty taels."

Qin Jiang lowered his head when he heard this. He knew that even if he gave the money, Uncle Wang would not take it.

"Thank you very much, Uncle Wang. If it weren't for Uncle Wang's punch, I'm afraid..."

"Stop, whatever you say, I'm happy with it, no need for you to thank me." Wang Minglang interrupted Qin Jiang directly.

Back then, when he first met Qin Hong, the little girl was still a handyman in a cloth shop.

Later, he took Qin Hong to work in the yard. It can be said that he completely regarded her as his daughter.

Later, when Qin Hong came of age, he single-handedly sent Qin Hong to the Red Tiger Gang.

Later, the speed of Qin Hong's rise was simply unbelievable to him.

After taking a puff from the pipe, he looked at Qin Jiang.

If we say before, he still loved Qin Jiang because of Qin Hong.

After so many days of contact, he actually regarded Qin Jiang as not a son, but a nephew.

After saying that, Qin Jiang stopped talking, and Wang Mingliang also smoked the big pipe silently.

After a moment, Wang Minglang spoke slowly, "Do you know where you are worse than your sister?"

Qin Jiang raised his eyes slightly when he heard this, "Where's the difference?"

"Although you are willing to fight to the death, you are not truly fearless." Wang Minglang said.

"Fearless heart?" Qin Jiang didn't understand.

"Yes, your sister is the most talented person besides you that I have seen in so many years, but if you compare your own will, then you are far behind your sister.

Your sister is truly fearless. How should I put it? She feels like nothing can stop her from moving forward. " Wang Minglang said.

"Then how can I obtain this fearless heart?" Qin Jiang asked.

Wang Minglang curled his lips, "Who do I know?"

Qin Jiang smiled helplessly, and Wang Mingliang spoke again, "However, although I don't know, I guess that if you want to be fearless, you must first have absolute confidence in yourself!

You have to believe from the bottom of your heart that you can do everything you want to do! "

Two days later, Qin Jiang was practicing Iron Arm Boxing in the backyard of Shanmanlou. At this time, the wooden piles have been replaced by four iron piles.

Not only practicing boxing, but also practicing footwork and leg skills.

After practicing, he sat in the yard and meditated silently.

‘Absolute confidence? ’

Button, button.

There was a knock on the door, and the waiter pushed open the wooden door of the restaurant and stuck his head out, "Master Qin, the owner of Liu's Blacksmith Shop is looking for you."