On this day, Qu Yong was practicing boxing at the bottom of the sea. Suddenly, he heard a "rumbling" sound. The sound became louder and louder. It seemed that a giant beast was coming ashore in the deep sea. What was even more terrifying was that the undercurrent at the bottom of the sea suddenly went crazy. What was originally a relatively small flow of water twisted into huge waves that were roaring and biting like crazy, as if they wanted to bite the entire coast to pieces.

The moody sea changes like a child's temper. Now that the child wakes up, people realize that it is a savage beast.

"No wonder I didn't see anyone during the day. It turns out there is a typhoon coming. I should have known it earlier and checked the weather forecast." At this time, Qu Yong regretted that it was too late. He could only transport all the dark energy in his body to the bottom of his feet. He sank deeply into the sea sand and then walked step by step towards the coast like a tracker pulling a huge boat.

"Boom!" Another big wave rushed towards him. His human body looked so pale under the wrath of nature, and his strength was gone. At this time, even if his skills reached the level of Tianyi Lao Dao, he would still be overwhelmed by standing on the bottom of the sea like a horse. fall

It is impossible for human strength to fight against the angry sea[

A mouthful of sea water went into his mouth. He spit it out with all his strength. What he also spit out was the blood from the injured internal organs. Although Qu Yong had been practicing boxing at the bottom of the sea for many days, he had never been so embarrassed like today. What's even more frightening is that his life may be decided here. At this time, he finally showed a talent that was superior to ordinary people. A wave of waves dispersed all his thoughts of confrontation.

"This sea can never resist my hard work these days, but I have forgotten all my efforts." The joints in Qu Yong's body were loosened and shrunk, and he twisted like a twist before escaping from the lead suit weighing dozens of kilograms and then completely She sinks her heart and spreads all the dark energy on her fur as much as possible, feeling the surging undercurrent of the seabed.

At the moment of life and death, his meditation finally revealed the results of many days of hard training. He saw his body twisting and dodging in the waves, and soon fell to the bottom of the sea again, and then walked strangely along with the impact of the undercurrent. The footwork route slowly walks towards the shore step by step

Now his footwork is a bit like a chicken step to dodge, a bit like a dragon-like long stride, and then he moves in small steps like a boxing step, and suddenly he is like a cobra rushing out with a "swish", all kinds of wonderful twelve shapes. He picked them up casually and followed the fast, urgent and fierce undercurrents to do various evasive walks on the seabed.

At this time, he is like a petrel in the strong wind and a fish swimming in the big waves. Although the sea is in love, it is the fish's home. The enemy's fist is vicious, but it must be turned into my home. This is the power of Hua Jin.

"Hua Jin is about using one's sensitivity to feel the enemy's momentum and intention, and then turning its power into one's own help. I think I'm starting to understand it slowly."

Qu Yong walked under the water and walked step by step toward the shore. Although he was walking staggeringly, no matter how powerful the undercurrent was, it never hurt him again.

But when he walked out of the sea, he saw that the originally peaceful sea had turned into a savage monster. The colorful lights in the distance were also crumbling, and the water curtain all over the sky fell. The night was dark, and there were only countless big waves between the sky and the earth. All that could be heard in his ears was the screaming wind and the thunderous sound of the waves.

"What a sea." Qu Yong is almost exhausted. Although his dark energy lasts longer than ordinary people, he can't help but use it like this. Now his bones are sore and numb, but I have to say that this trip has gained a lot.

From that day on, Qu Yong knew that he should have practiced correctly. Now that there is no one around to guide him, he can only rely on himself in everything. Qu Yong's secret power starts from the fingers of his hands and feet and spreads upward little by little to the large joints of his limbs. Then the lower body, the chest and finally the neck, the face. After more than five months, he was able to cover the skin all over the body with secret energy.

In the past five months, Boss Cao has come to visit him several times. During the summer vacation, Fatty and Bumblebee also came to play for a few days. Qu Yong seemed to be fascinated every time when he saw Boss Cao, he just smiled and didn't talk much. It’s November again and this time Fatty, Bumblebee and Boss Cao made an appointment together.

There was nothing wrong with the bumblebee, but the fat man twitched his dog-like nose and sniffed Qu Yong up and down, and suddenly he laughed stupidly.

"Why are you laughing?" Qu Yong laughed inexplicably, as if he had stepped on dog shit.

The fat man chuckled and said, "Brother Xiaoyong, you have changed."

"Nah, I always say that others have changed." Boss Cao said a little: "Why don't I see any changes in brother Xiaoyong?" He paused and changed his words: "No, he has a reserved temperament and has the demeanor of a master."

The fat man said: "It's not that your temperament is too weak. I tell you that the smell of blood on Brother Xiaoyong's body is diluted."

"What"

Qu Yong took a deep look at Fatty and never thought that Fatty could actually see the smell of his blood and beat him with black fists in the underground. Although he had never killed anyone with his own hands, he had wounded and maimed countless boxers. The murderous aura could float to the surface with just a glare. It will burst out, but now his murderous aura seems to have faded. At least it seems like this to outsiders. Only he himself knows that this is not the case.

The smell of his blood was hidden, seeping from the surface into his bones and dissolving into his internal organs. No wonder the fat man couldn't tell it at first glance and thought it was diluted [

Qu Yong thought for a while and changed the topic: "How long will you play this time?"

"I won't play for long and I'll leave tomorrow." Bumblebee quickly waved his hand and said, "Brother Xiaoyong, it's not that we won't accompany you. It's just that you practice every day, so we won't bother you anymore."

Boss Cao sneered and said: "Obviously I want to make fun of myself and say I won't disturb others."

"Then we are students, so we should cherish our holidays."

"All right"

After the National Day, the weather began to gradually get colder, especially at night. The cold sea water was not pleasant. However, Qu Yong still practiced every day. The water temperature did not change his will, but gradually made him understand why Harada Yuuto. Practicing in Hokkaido, the cold can often break a person's will. If you want to break through and become a true master, it is not only an improvement in your skills, but also an improvement in your spiritual realm.

On this day, Qu Yong got up early as usual, carrying ten steamed buns while walking, going to the gospel church to practice Qigong and gnawing on the steamed buns. Due to historical reasons, buildings with different styles from China and foreign countries were perfectly gathered here, and the preservation was quite " The feeling of “Architecture Expo of All Nations”

China's opening up began with the concession after the Opium War. This history is described in textbooks as a history of humiliation, but it is undeniable that it is also the beginning of Chinese civilization.

Mr. Lu Xun said that the Chinese dynasty for thousands of years was just a history of cannibalism. Cannibalism cannot be considered a civilization. Qu Yong also passed by and saw fewer and fewer tourists. The weather turned cold and business at the seaside was naturally difficult. It happened to be early, so there was a lot of traffic on the way. too many pedestrians

He went to the Gospel Hall to practice as usual, but he was far enough away that he suddenly saw a figure running out of the Gospel Hall door quickly and disappearing into the night mist. "There are also such masters among foreigners with golden hair." Qu Yong compared himself and this person. After comparing his body skills, he found that he was no worse than his own.

As he got closer, he suddenly noticed something strange. There was music in the gospel hall today. The night had not completely faded in the early morning. He felt quite foreboding in his heart. After thinking about it again, he decided to go and have a look.

The door of the church was open. Qu Yongcai walked in and smelled a very strong smell of blood. He stumbled and knew that something serious had happened.

"This is a church with some kind-hearted people, how could they get into trouble?"

There was a small empty courtyard after entering the door. Passing through the courtyard, you can reach the lobby. Qu Yong looked around and saw a man lying on the grass. His feet were in an exquisite three-piece suit and his leather shoes were shiny, but his head was almost completely buried in the grass of the courtyard.

Qu Yong shouted: "Hey, what's the matter?"

The man didn't react

Qu Yong stepped forward and took a closer look. He knew that the man was dead. He grabbed the man's hair and pulled him up. He couldn't help being shocked. He saw that his face was bloody and bloody. He thought it was destroyed when he hit the ground. Qu Yong's heart was moved again.

Carefully touching the back of this man's head, I found two bloody holes covered by hair.

"Hey" Qu Yongshi put two fingers into the hole and compared it, and it turned out to be the "Two Finger Zen" poked by two fingers.

To say that he could slap a person's head into the mud with one palm, Qu Yong asked himself that it was not difficult to do it. But if he had to dig out two such smooth blood holes in the human skull, he was sure that the skull is the hardest bone in the human body.

In all the martial arts novels of the past, only Mei Chaofeng from Peach Blossom Island likes to do this.

However, Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claws are, after all, a novelist's fiction. In the world of martial arts, the one with the best finger strength is Shaolin's Two-Finger Zen. It is said that when practiced to the deepest level, two fingers can break muscles and shatter jade far better than ordinary people.

Tianyi, an expert in martial arts, has not practiced the dagger blade, but he once told Qu Yong about it. Today, Qu Yong compared it and found that it is very similar.

"Could the murderer be from Shaolin Temple?"

Qu Yong thought for a moment and was puzzled. Then he saw a man with a bald head under the white wall in front of him. He looked up at the sky with a ferocious expression and his right hand tightly grasped a piece of T-shirt. Qu Yong noticed that the index finger of the man's right hand was smaller.

Other fingers are thick

The bones are as big as fine steel. Even if the other person is dead, these two fingers are still majestic. His stomach was cut diagonally with a knife. The injury does not look serious from the outside, but the intestines inside have been severed, as you can imagine.
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