The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

When warriors fight, in ordinary times, they will converge their strength wherever they fight.

It's not that they did it on purpose, but there are special reasons that make these warriors have to do this.

The meridians of the human body are relatively fragile, and their meridians have a certain ability to withstand them.

Although the strength of the meridians will also increase with the improvement of the martial artist's strength, but the quality of true energy will also increase accordingly, which can be described as a stalemate.

The more powerful the moves are, the stronger the internal force or zhenqi needs to be mobilized. In the long run, the meridians will be easily damaged.

Even causing irreparable injuries in the back.

This is also why warriors must cultivate and adjust their breath for a period of time after the battle, the purpose is to protect those meridians that may have been damaged during the Wenyang battle.

Therefore, if it is not a last resort, warriors will not easily use all their strength during battles.

And the meridians and pulses are stronger, which means that they can accommodate more abilities, and they can also use the strongest attacks without interruption, the stronger the sustained ability.

The various meanings are self-evident.

So Hong Qigong also knows the preciousness of these wines when the beauty is drunk.

If other people know about it, I am afraid that many warriors will go crazy, and even the strong ones at the master level may not be able to bear it.

After watching Hong Qigong take the jug and take Mu Xinhe away first, Wei Tianxing hesitated a little, stepped forward and said, "Master, why, you suddenly thought of asking him to guide us~¨?"

After all, those who were by Chu Hen's side before, whether it was Dugu Qiubai, Ding Peng or Lang Fanyun, were all stronger than Hong Qigong.

So in Wei Tianxing's view, Ding Peng and Lang Fanyun alone are much stronger than Hong Qigong, not to mention Dugu Qiubai.

Therefore, now Wei Tianxing is a little puzzled.

Regarding this, Chu Heng just smiled lightly, and said: ".〃Because it is suitable, the path taken by Ding Peng and Lang Fanyun is a bit extreme, which is not suitable for you, but the path of the moderate Hong Qigong. It's more appropriate."

Although Ding Peng and Lang Fanyun were able to enter the Grandmaster Realm, and their strength surpassed that of Hong Qigong by a large margin, one of them took the way of killing and the other took the way of affection.

The experiences of both of them are extremely special, and it is difficult for ordinary people to imitate.

Without the special opportunity of the two people's experiences, it is impossible to follow the path of Ding Peng and Lang Fanyun.

(Zhao Lehao) Just like Xiao Zhao, when she was with Huang Xuemei, Huang Xuemei realized the murderous intention.

Xiao Zhao couldn't do it, and this was also the main reason for the gap between the two behind them.

When Wei Tianxing and Mu Xinhe got to know each other, their paths were already decided early on, so Chu Heng couldn't plan from the beginning like Xiao Zhao and Huang Xuemei did.

Moreover, the temperament and the martial arts they learned also led to the paths taken by Ding Peng and Lang Fanyun, who each have their own uniqueness, which is not suitable for them.

Although Hong Qigong's words are not very powerful, but his knowledge of martial arts is also extremely high, coupled with the complexity of what he has learned, he has his own unique insight just above the doctrine of the mean.

It is most suitable for people like Wei Tianxing and Mu Xinhe.

Therefore, in many cases, the road of martial arts is not just to bury your head down, it still needs opportunities and whether the martial arts you have learned is suitable for you. .

Chapter 380 Seven Reasons for the Delay of the Conference

Lying reclined in the carriage, holding a honey chicken leg in his left hand and a jug of fine wine in his right hand, listening to the melodious and brisk sound of the piano,

This little day was so beautiful that Hong Qigong kept squinting his eyes and smiling at the corners of his mouth. +]

That comfort made him not care about Qu Wuyi who was glancing at him along the way.

At the end of the song, Hong Qigong also threw the chicken bone in his hand to the window of the carriage.

During the process, the cloth covering it suddenly floated up, allowing the chicken bone to fly out of the car smoothly.

Sitting up, Hong Qigong stretched his waist, "I've been a beggar for a long time and haven't felt so comfortable, but it's a pity that I'm going to be busy again this day."

Chu Heng stopped thinking about continuing to touch the guqin, and asked instead: "Senior, do you mean the beggar gang meeting?"

Hong Qigong nodded, and then sighed: "The beggar gang meeting is not easy to hold, except for the selection of the leader, only some extremely important things will happen.

Although it's not very clear, but this time there may be something serious, and I don't know what the hell is going on. It's really strange that those guys from the Southern Beggars would issue a hero post to call people in the rivers and lakes to participate. "

When he said the last sentence, Hong Qigong also had a hint of doubt on his face. ~)

This time the beggars' meeting was initiated by the Southern Beggars' Gang, but Hong Qigong didn't know the exact reason.

And Chu Heng might have vaguely guessed something, but he couldn't be sure, so he didn't say anything.

Then he paused, and asked instead: "Why was the beggar gang meeting suddenly cancelled?"

Hearing this, Hong Qigong laughed and said with a little embarrassment: "Well, the old beggar was dealing with some matters in the palace of the Great Sui Kingdom at that time, so it was delayed, and Gang Leader Qiao decided to postpone it for this reason."

Chu Heng glanced at Hong Qigong's somewhat unnatural secret, and raised his eyebrows, "Steal food?"

As soon as he said that, Hong Qigong was embarrassed immediately.

Regarding this, Chu Heng couldn't help but rolled his eyes and felt a little speechless.

At this moment, Chu Heng felt his clothes being pulled, and turned his head to look, but it was Xiao Longnv who opened a pair of bright eyes, "Continue playing the piano."

Chu Heng smiled when he heard the words, and immediately stroked the strings again.

When the sound of the piano sounded, Hong Qigong naturally didn't bother to talk, he was full of wine and food, mixed with the soothing sound of the piano (bfei) just fell asleep.

The carriage gradually drifted away, and finally arrived in the south of the Yangtze River.