Chapter 97 Kang Long regrets

Author: Guanghan

Chapter 97 Kang Long regrets

In the forest, the wind blew the treetops, rustling.

Under the tree, two old and young stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was strange and strange.

Fang Yanming stared at the tall figure in front of him for a long time, frowned and twisted his mouth, as if he was struggling with something and was still speaking.

Seeing this scene, Hong Qigong knew it.

Then, he smiled indifferently, waved his hand, and said, "Boy Ming, the old beggar teaches you that this Kanglong regrets it out of taking care of the younger generation and loving talents, so you don't have to worry about getting a disciple!"

Halfway through his words, he showed his face, changed his tone and teased, "Besides, if you practice martial arts to such a state of beggar, can you still beg for your little kid to be my apprentice?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, a hint of embarrassment appeared on Fang Yanming's cheek. He scratched his head, smiled shyly, thanking him: "Hehe, so, thank you Qi Gong!"

Seeing this, although Hong Qigong was as usual on the surface, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful and sighed in his heart.

"Oh, it is a great thing in life to educate good talents and jade! What a pity! I always beggars don't have this blessing!"

After sighing a little, he no longer hesitated, pointed to the boy and said, "Boy Ming, how did you feel about my palm just now?"

Hearing this, Fang Yanming thought about the first palm, and then organized the words, and said, "Seventh Duke, when you first saw your palm, you only felt a little ordinary. But when you spit out the power, I felt like a huge rock with ten thousand pounds of pounds on my face, fierce and domineering, and it is impossible to compete with."

After saying that, he looked at Hong Qigong tentatively, as if asking whether he was right or not.

Seeing this, Hong Qigong was aware of the unsatisfactory meaning in his words, and nodded his mouth and signaled him to continue speaking.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yanming tensed his mouth. After thinking again, he said, "Well, according to common sense, with the strength of your palm, even if I resisted it with my strong divine claws and were wearing soft hedgehog armor, I would have seriously injured after taking your palm."

"But at that time, I was only a little qi and blood. After my luck, I was completely cured. From this point of view, Qigong, your kung fu has reached the point of sending and receiving from the heart, but that's it."

Halfway through the talk, he seemed a little strange. After pondering for a while, he asked, "Seventh Duke, your eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are really weird!"

"My uncle once told me that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is the best palm technique today! The most yang and strong are invincible, and they win with all strength and strength! But why did your palm just now have the meaning of combining hardness and softness?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mr. Hong Qi immediately smiled.

"Okay, okay! Wonderful and wonderful! It's so wonderful, so wonderful!"

Then, he showed him a thumbs up and praised: "Good boy! With your understanding, I am afraid that the next Huashan Sword Competition will be fine if I don't have my old beggar or Huang Laoxie!"

Hearing such praise, even Fang Yanming's cheeky face was quite unbearable. He scratched his head, as if he was embarrassed.

"Hehe! Qi Gong, what you said is too much! How could you say so well as yours!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Hong Qi couldn't help but nodded secretly and said, "Boy Ming, the old beggar said you are, you are of course!"

Halfway through his words, he sighed and said, "It's really the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave! Looking at you, the old beggar feels a little old!"

Then, seeing the boy's lips open and close, as if he wanted to give some comfort, he waved his hand and said, "Okay! You don't need your little kid to persuade him! Besides."

Speaking of this, Hong Qigong suddenly looked serious, changed his tone and warned: "Boy Ming, although you are unparalleled in talent, you are young after all! It is important to know that you are not a genius who has not grown up, you are not a genius!"

"You must keep your teachings in mind!" Fang Yanming bowed his fists and thanked him in a deep voice.

"very good!"

Nodded, Hong Qigong pointed to a pine tree in front of him and said, "Boy, please be optimistic!"

After saying that, he saw his left leg bent slightly, his right arm bent inward, and his right palm drew a circle. With a shout, he pushed outward, and his palm swept to a pine tree in front of him. With a loud noise, the pine tree broke and broke.

"Boy, what tricks do you see?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yanming began to observe carefully.

First, I looked at the pine trees and found that except for a clean and neat break in the place where they were hit, there was nothing else.

When I looked at the place where Hong Qigong was, I found that there was no trace of footprints on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yanming couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

After thinking a lot, he heard him hesitate and said: "Qian Gong, your palm looks quite like a force to suppress people."

"If we fight normally, the enemy will definitely dodge! But under this palm, there is no way to retreat, no way to avoid, and no way to avoid it, so we can only choose to take it head-on! What I said is right?"

Halfway through the talk, he looked at Hong Qigong and found that he was nodding. So Fang Yanming did not hesitate anymore and expressed his inner thoughts.

"Also, although your palm technique looks concise, it has profound strength! I think there are deep requirements for internal strength and palm power! In addition, you must gather the true energy and expel it in an instant. Only in this way can you have such powerful power!"

Smack! OK!

The applause and cheers shone together, and Hong Qigong's face was full of praise.

"Boy Ming, your understanding is really terrifying! But after reading it twice, this Kanglong has the essence of regret, and you can see that it is amazing!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, Fang Yanming immediately frowned and couldn't wait to ask: "Seventh Duke, can't you see it completely?"

"Where is the mistake?" he said to himself, thinking again.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Hong Qi couldn't help but feel funny and said to himself: "Ha! He is a young man after all, and he is not willing to admit defeat! If my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are so easy to learn, wouldn't it be a big mess? Well, I want to see if this Ming boy can really understand it!"

"Where? Where is it?"

He kept murmuring in his mouth, Fang Yanming paced back and forth. On the side, Hong Qigong hugged his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was watching the show.

After a long time, it seemed that I was thinking about something. The boy smiled and there was a sense of freedom between his eyebrows.

Immediately, he stopped worrying, held his fists and bowed, and said, "Seventh Duke will give me advice!"

"Not bad! Ming boy, you must know that there is no perfect thing in the world, so why bother to pursue it! It's great that you can figure it out so quickly!"

After praising him, Mr. Hong Shi waved his hand at him and said, "Boy Ming, don't resist, let's feel it again!"

"yes!"

Fang Yanming walked to the edge of the pine tree that had just been snapped off, took a deep breath, straightened his body, and his eyes were firm.

"drink!"

With a light scream, Hong Qigong was in secret and slapped out with an ordinary palm.

At this time, Fang Yanming felt as if he was in the abyss. The palm that came towards him turned into a huge rock that rolled in, fierce and domineering.

His body was tense, and he couldn't help but want to move.

Then, as if he was thinking of something, he clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and said in his heart: Can't resist, can't resist!

With the palm power coming, his eyes closed involuntarily, looking heroic to die.

A palm fell down, and there was no such cruel presence as imagined.

Fang Yanming felt that there was a spring breeze blowing on his face, which was gentle and gentle.

His lips opened and closed, and as soon as he was about to ask something, a sound rang out like a bell, deafening.

"Kanglong regrets it, and it won't last long!"

As soon as this spoke, Fang Yanming's eyes suddenly opened, and a light burst out from his eyes.

"Kanglong regrets it, and it won't last long!"

"Kanglong regrets it, and it won't last long!"

"Kanglong regrets it, and it won't last long!"

The whisper between his mouth became louder and brighter.

After a long time, he bowed his hands and bowed, and said loudly: "Thank you for your advice!"

"Understood?"

"Understood!"

After saying that, before Hong Qi could speak publicly, Fang Yanming was very excited to express all the insights in his heart.

"Seventh Duke, what you said: The Kanglong has regrets, but the surplus cannot last long! Therefore, this style of Kanglong has regrets, and the essence of the palm technique is not "Kang"! But the word "Repent"!"

"If you only seek to be fierce, quick, excited and fierce, as long as you have hundreds of pounds of brute force, anyone will use it! How can you be called the name of the 'the world'? Therefore, you must have both retrieval and retrieval, and sending and receiving are attentive!"

"The force that is used to be exerted is ten, but the force that remains in oneself is still twenty. Only when there is a way out can you win or not lose! This is the same as the principle of "The Great Death" in the Book of Changes. Qi Gong, I don't know what the boy said!"

"Hahaha"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Qigong laughed loudly and slicked his hands and exclaimed: "Okay, okay! Ming boy, you have already understood everything about this Kanglong's repentance! The rest of the time, you can't teach you, you must understand it yourself. Now, come over and tell you the method of internal strength and external melting, and the way to recruit power!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan clearly calmed down and came over.

After the explanation, he was not as excited as before, and he frowned.

Then, he saw his face full of distress and asked, "Qian Gong, even if I know the moves and essence of your skills, I can't practice it!"

"My internal energy is extremely yin, and the moves I am using now tend to be the yin soft lineage. This Kanglong regrets that he is following the most yang and strong path. How can I practice this!"

Dong! Uh, it hurts!

Covering his forehead, Fang Yanming looked aggrieved and asked his injustice: "Qian Gong, why are you hitting me? That's it. This martial arts is so powerful, but I can't practice it. What did I say wrong!"

"Hey, you guy, you're so aggrieved! Tell me about you, I just praised you for being smart, but now I'm so stupid!"

Hong Qigong poked the boy's head with his fingers, and continued to say with a regret: "Your internal energy is yin! It's okay if you can't practice this Kanglong now and you have regrets! But when will I tell you to practice this palm technique?"
To be continued...