The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

Wu Xingzhi sighed, walked to the corner, and put the spear back on the spot. Suddenly, he saw a large black iron block facing the corner, which was 1.5 meters long and irregularly long. The notch looks just right for one hand to hold.

"What is this? It looks dark and thick, but it suits me very well." Wu Xingzhi asked.

"Don't laugh, hero." The strong man hurried over and said, "This is not a weapon, just a piece of pig iron that has not been smelted yet. Because it is too large, it is really difficult to separate it, so I put it on hold here for the time being."

Wu Xingzhi stretched out his hand and held the gap.

"I'll try the portion size and if it's right it's it."

The strong man suddenly laughed and said, "Master, this pig iron weighs nearly [-] kilograms, and it takes a lot of effort to lift it. How can it be used as a weapon."

Seeing Wu Xingzhi's serious expression, he couldn't help but jokingly said, "If the hero can really dance, this piece of pig iron will be given to the hero as a martial artist...wu...what the hell!"

As he spoke, Wu Xingzhi lifted the irregular long iron with one hand with a relaxed expression, as if he was not holding pig iron weighing [-] kilograms, but a branch picked up by the roadside.

He waved a few times at random, nodded with satisfaction, looked at the strong man, and said strangely:

"what did you just say?"

Chapter 26 You call this a weapon

Walking out of the blacksmith shop, Wu Xingzhi waved at the strong man with satisfaction.

"You are worthy of being the most famous blacksmith shop in Wuxi City. I am very satisfied. I will come again in the future."

The strong man grimaced and said bitterly: "The hero is satisfied, but our shop is small, so I'm afraid we won't be able to meet the hero's requirements again and again."

At this time, Wu Xingzhi was carrying a huge strip of pig iron on his back. Because it was too big to make a sheath, he casually wrapped it with a piece of black coarse cloth, only exposing the handle position for easy pulling.

Outside the black cloth, two iron chains about the thickness of the baby's forearm fastened it tightly on Wu Xingzhi's back.

"What a kind person, such a good weapon was given to me for nothing." Wu Xingzhi said with a smile to Jiumazhi.

"..." Kumozhi looked at the giant behind the other party, not knowing what to say.

Don't you have any points in your heart why others don't accept money?Just the thing you wielded, you can tear down the entire blacksmith shop casually. Would anyone dare to take it?

And, are you really going to call this thing a weapon?

Is this a thing for fighting?Which Jianghu people can stand this thing?Is it too heavy for you to use it directly as a battering ram?

Jiu Mozhi felt so tired, and even began to doubt whether it was a wise choice for him to approach this person.

Thinking that he has always been extremely talented, and that he has been practicing hard for many years, he believes that he is already at the top of the rivers and lakes. This time he came out to defeat all the eminent monks in Tianlong Temple with one person. Can't see through.

The moves, the internal temperament, and even the mental character are all invisible.

I thought it was just a young man with a top-notch background, but when Wu Xingzhi waved the piece of pig iron that weighed hundreds of pounds, and carefully prepared it as a common weapon, all these guesses were shattered.

If you exercise enough inner qi, you can indeed swing this pig iron stick, but if you want to carry it on your back all the time, even with your decades of skill, you can't last for an hour.

And this man-

No, this is probably a monster in human skin.

Thinking of this, Jiu Mozhi's heart became more and more bitter. Before, he wanted to deceive the other party and then deal with the other party. Now it seems that he may be a bit whimsical. This trip, it is a blessing to be able to retreat.

Fortunately, his current performance is not bad, the other party should not have seen his thoughts.

"What are you thinking?" Wu Xingzhi stretched out his hand and shook it, and said, "It's right next to the fence, let's go directly outside the city, it's clean."

Jiu Mozhi came back to his senses, and quickly said with a smile: "It's so good."

He looked at the city wall, jumped up lightly, and was about to jump over the city wall. Suddenly, his right leg tightened. He looked down and saw a big hand holding his ankle.

"?"

Jiu Mozhi's heart trembled, did the other party want to make trouble now?

"?"

Wu Xingzhi tilted his head and said, "What are you doing?"

"This...isn't it out of town?"

"Go through the city gate!" Wu Xingzhi said sternly: "You are also an eminent monk, why do you like to climb over the wall if you don't go through the gate? What a bad influence in the daytime."

Those of you who know how to get high and go so easily can't afford it!

"..." Jiu Mozhi was helpless, sighed, and said: "The donor is right, it's the little monk who didn't think carefully."

Wu Xingzhi nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the gate of the city. The giant pig iron rod was too heavy. Every step on the slate made a dull sound. Cracked.

The two went out of Dengcheng, and immediately accelerated their speed. Jiu Mozhi deliberately exercised Qinggong, his toes lightly touched the tip of the grass, and he rushed out far away. He looked back, and there was a thumping roar behind him, but he saw Wu Xingzhi. Every foot is flying with mud, and one step spans a distance of tens of meters, and it is not slow at all.

"It's inhuman to be able to run so fast with a weight of hundreds of pounds!"

Jiu Mozhi secretly complained in his heart, and if he was given another chance, he would definitely walk around this person.

After a while, the two came to a quiet forest, and Jiu Mozhi looked around, stopped, and said, "Just here."

Wu Xingzhi knew that there was nothing he could do, he took off the iron rod on his back and inserted it to the side—

Only the sound of "Boom" was heard, and the turf and soil exploded directly.

Seeing Wu Xingzhi's look of anticipation, Jiu Mozhi's eyelids trembled uncontrollably, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll tell the donor the key to this Nianhua fingering first."

"As I mentioned before, this Nianhua Finger is soft and strong outside, it belongs to femininity and strength. It is a kind of kung fu that specializes in finger-nianjing. During the practice, the inner and outer practitioners are both feminine and masculine. Anything, no matter how solid it is, can be shattered at the touch of a finger. It is a rare self-defense stunt to injure people in the invisible.”

Seeing Wu Xingzhi listening attentively, Jiu Mozhi felt slightly relieved, and continued: "First of all, I intend to keep my dantian, and after the lower dantian is warm and full of energy, I intend to concentrate all my strength on the thumb, food, and middle of the hand. On the first section of the three fingers, squeeze the thumb and index fingers together so that the first section of the third finger of the thumb and index is close to each other, and use the thumb to rotate the first section of the index and middle fingers slowly for thousands of times. Turn right a thousand times, and then—"

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Jiu Mozhi was talking, he suddenly heard Wu Xingzhi shouting loudly, and his heart tightened, and he said, "What's wrong?"

"I don't understand." I saw Wu Xingzhi said confidently: "Where is the dantian now? What is the intention, what is the luck, I hear it in the fog, and I don't know anything."

"The dantian is naturally here..." Jiu Mozhi explained conditioned reflexively, suddenly reacted, and smiled bitterly: "No, don't let the benefactor entertain the little monk, how can you not know this with your thorough kung fu. Common sense."

"To be honest, I don't know anything about martial arts." Wu Xingzhi said seriously: "The only trick that counts is the one that lifts the yin legs. I'm quite proficient."

Since he wanted to learn martial arts from this monk, Wu Xingzhi would not shy away from telling the truth that he did not understand martial arts.

When Jiu Mozhi heard it, he only felt that the other party was trying his best to cover up his martial arts skills, and he simply didn't bother to ask any more. Anyway, it should be difficult for him to get the other party's mind. "If that's the case, then we'll skip this luck and teach you fingering directly."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Xingzhi was overjoyed. He had a splitting headache when he heard these words of inner cultivation, and he didn't want to hear it again.

It's ridiculous, I, Wu Xingzhi, are taking the path of body refinement, and I don't need this kind of internal energy at all.

Don't I have internal strength, so it doesn't hurt when I hit someone?

Chapter 27 Save the Poor Monk

"You look good."

Jiu Mozhi gestured, and Wu Xingzhi quickly focused on it.

I saw that his right thumb and index finger were lightly clasped, as if he was holding a flower, with a smile on his face, and the five fingers of his left hand flicked to the right.

His fingers were extremely soft, and when he popped it, he seemed to flick off the dewdrops on the flowers in his right hand, but he was afraid that the petals would fall off, but his face was always compassionate and smiling, showing a deep understanding.

Invisibly, a penetrating finger hole quietly appeared in a tree with the thickness of a bowl not far away.

"This is Nianhua's finger." Jiu Mozhi put away his posture, "What do you think of the donor? Do you understand?"

"..." Wu Xingzhi pondered for a while and said, "Master, your fingering is truly worthy of the name!"

Jiu Mozhi smiled and nodded, regaining a bit of confidence. It seemed that although this young man was frightening in combat, he was also shocked by his own fingers.

Before he could finish his self-intoxication, he heard Wu Xingzhi continue to say, "It's veritable as a woman's servant.

Wu Xingzhi picked up a small pebble, weighed it lightly in his hand, and then tossed it at will. Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of breaking through the air, followed by a deafening explosion. In the distance, a big tree with a waist thickness exploded directly from it. , the sawdust splashed and broke with a bang.

"Master, look, this is the fingering that a real man should use."

"..." Jiu Mozhi's face turned blue.

Are you fingering?Do you call this fingering?

With this hidden weapon kung fu, you learn to nianhuazhi!

Jiu Mozhi hurriedly closed his eyes and chanted a Buddha's name, saying, "The donor's fingering is superb, and the little monk's nianhua finger is really ugly. It seems that the donor really doesn't need to learn to nianhuazhi."

He waved his sleeves and said, "In that case, the little monk will say goodbye now, and see you in the future."

After he finished speaking, Jiu Mozhi hurriedly lifted his breath, and was about to gallop away when he suddenly felt his wrist tighten, and sure enough, an eager face came over: "Master, don't worry, this nianhua finger is really not what I want, but Master is sure Are there any other martial arts suitable for me?"

There is no end!

Jiu Mozhi was so angry that he just wanted to kill the boy in front of him with one palm, but his strength was not allowed. He gritted his teeth, forced a smile, and said, "Little monk's martial arts are sparse and ordinary, where is there anything else that can be taught to the master? Everything has a destiny, don't let the benefactor lock the man."

"What the master said is very true!" Wu Xingzhi nodded in agreement, let go of Jiu Mozhi, and said, "Everything has a destiny. It is a great destiny for us to meet today, so don't be stingy, master."

With that said, Wu Xingzhi picked up a small pebble on the ground, and while throwing it up and down at will, he said, "I also know that things in the world cannot be forced.

"After all, I have always been upright and upright, and it is impossible for me to secretly kill someone when the master is gone."

"..."

"It's the little monk who has an appearance. Since there is a fate, the little monk will naturally not live up to this great fate." Jiu Mozhi said sternly: "I don't know what the donor wants to learn? The little monk will give it all!"

Wu Xingzhi smiled with satisfaction, and threw the stones in his hand, saying, "Master is indeed an eminent monk, and his generosity is extraordinary!"

"Are there any martial arts that don't require the cooperation of inner qi?"

Jiu Mozhi was stunned for a while. He thought that his unique skills would definitely not be preserved, but he didn't expect the other party's request to be so strange.

"This... superior martial arts all require the coordination of moves and mental techniques. The martial arts that only practice moves are only the lowest martial arts in the world, and they are all used by those arrogant people. Why do donors learn this?"

"What do you think?" Wu Xingzhi's face darkened.

Am I going to tell you that I can't learn internal skills at all, so naturally I can't learn high-quality martial arts that work with internal qi?

"Cough cough..." Jiu Mozhi wisely didn't ask, and said: "Although the little monk has learned a lot, but most of them are superior martial arts. I haven't studied much of the lower-level moves in the rivers and lakes."

"However, when I traveled around the Central Plains, I learned a set of Taizu Changquan out of curiosity. Although this set of martial arts also has a mind, but even if you don't use it, it has merit in the lower martial arts."

"That's it." Wu Xingzhi made a decision directly.

"Taizu's Changquan is divided into three sections and four sections. The whole boxing has 32 postures, one hundred singles and eight strokes. Donors, please be careful."