The difficulty of practicing the method of practicing "Dragon Roar Iron Shirt" is that every time you exercise, you must dissipate 90% of the condensed internal breath to strengthen your body, and only 10% of the remaining one is included in the dantian.

In this way, the progress of accumulating internal energy is only one tenth of that of a normal practitioner of internal energy. As for internal energy alone, ten years of hard work can only be regarded as one year for others.

It is precisely because the nine successful men have to spend their physical strength strengthening, and the internal strength is very slow to practice, so when Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng had to focus on external practice methods and supplemented by internal strength and mental methods to make up for the slow progress.

It is so slow to accumulate internal strength that it will take even more years to practice "protective energy".

Therefore, this dragon roar iron cloth shirt has not been developed even by the founder of Master Zhou Tong.

However, Chang Wei's cultivation progress completely overturned common sense.

Although every time he cultivates an inner breath, he also needs to dissipate 90% of his body to strengthen his body, he has received the help of the mysterious warm current radiating from the back of his neck, and the progress of the internal energy accumulation is ten times higher than that of normal conditions.

Not only that, the true energy of the Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt that had penetrated into the "mysterious warm current" was far greater than the true energy of the normal Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt.

I don’t know the time when I practice.

The night fades away and the dawn rises.

As more and more true energy spread into the limbs and bones, Chang Wei felt that his body became tense, like a spring compressed to the limit, or like a densely wrapped around his body by countless invisible ropes.

The feeling of being tightened and restrained all over his body made him feel more and more uncomfortable.

As a last resort, he had to stop practicing and stretch his limbs.

And just as his limbs moved, a crisp tremor of bowstring suddenly sounded from him.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

However, the large tendons around him trembled at the same time, making a shocking sound!

The sound of shocking strings was not over, and Chang Wei's joints burst out with dense and crisp sounds like firecrackers. With the crisp sound, his skin on his body continued to tremble, so that it could make him feel more compact and dense.

This sound had already awakened Huang Rong.

She was lying next to the fire and sleeping sounds, and when she heard the trembling sound of bowstrings and the crisp sound of firecrackers, she suddenly rolled over and looked at Chang Wei with wide eyes. Her beautiful eyes as bright as diamonds were full of incredible expressions.

"What's going on?" She opened her mouth slightly and looked at Chang Wei blankly: "The tendons are astonished as strings, the joints are brittle, and the skin is shaking... Why does this look like a scene of a secret book of the Dragon Yin Iron Clothing Shirt, which is a small success in Kung Fu? But, how is this possible? He only started practicing yesterday! Has he practiced this famous Dragon Yin Iron Clothing Shirt that was difficult to practice until he was a small success?"

While shocked, all kinds of strange noises gradually faded away. Chang Wei felt as if he had finally broken free from the invisible constraints of his body, and his whole body was relaxed for a moment, and he couldn't help but stretch his waist comfortably.

Then he noticed Huang Rong with a cute look on her face.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Huang Rong said blankly: "You are a little bitchy in the iron cloth shirt?"

"Xiaocheng?" Chang Wei remembered the description of Xiaocheng of Longyin Iron Clothing in the martial arts taught by Huang Rong, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Yes, my state just now seems to be... a small success of martial arts!"

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes, stared at each other for a moment, and suddenly said in unison: "I [you] are indeed a rare martial arts genius in a thousand years!"

After looking at each other for a while, Huang Rong suddenly jumped up and said enthusiastically: "Come on, let's practice! Try your kung fu!"

Chang Wei was excited and blushed, and felt his whole body full of strength, and his strength was almost overflowing. He was about to exercise well, but he heard this and felt something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it and said with a sigh: "Okay, let's go out to practice!"

The two of them left the cave and reached a flat place. Huang Rong pulled out of her posture and hit Chang Wei with one palm.

Chang Wei instinctively raised his hand to block it, but blocked it. Before he could react, he had a palm in his chest.

Bang!

The crisp sound of palm strikes sounded, and Chang Wei felt a faint pain in his chest, but the pain was fleeting in a blink of an eye and had no effect. Just as he was about to fight back, Huang Rong had already wandered to him, and his small hands made a heavy palm shadow, hitting him one after another.

Bang bang!

The sound of palms kept coming.

Huang Rong used the "Bibo Palm Technique"!

Although the Bibo Palm is only an introductory martial arts in Taohua Island, Changwei just can't stand it.

Not to mention resisting, he couldn't even see Huang Rong's palms clearly, nor could he keep up with Huang Rong's light and quick body movement. He only felt that Huang Rong was in front of him and suddenly behind him. He was obviously beside him a second ago, but in the blink of an eye, he reached behind him. He had just turned around, but she unknowingly shook to the other side.

And her palm technique was like many waves, progressing layer by layer, continuous, virtual and real, and elusive. Her small hands kept falling on Chang Wei, and she used him as a sandbag and hit him with a loud bang.

Chang Wei was in a hurry and tried to resist, but he didn't hold it in a single palm. After being hit by many palms, Chang Wei's brain, which was affected by excitement and pride, gradually calmed down and finally realized something was wrong:

"The Longyin Iron Shirt seems to be a professional kung fu... I am indeed professional when I practiced this kung fu, but I have never practiced the kung fu for beating people. Why did I have the mentality to be so swelling that I dare to practice against Huang Rong? Although I was not injured and the pain was not strong, but if I was always beaten like this by a little girl, what kind of face would I have?"

Chang Wei, who came to his senses, immediately shouted: "Suspend!"

call!

The wind was howling with the palm, Huang Rong's tender and fair and delicate jade hands stopped on Chang Wei's forehead and said, "What's wrong?"

Chang Wei wore a wooden face: "Is it a great fight?"

Huang Rong playedfully stuck out her tongue and laughed, "Yes, I have never been so satisfying to fight since I practiced martial arts!"

When she was practicing martial arts, she gave her a trick, and the one she practiced against was Huang Yaoshi. How could she win the fight with Huang Yaoshi?

So this is the first time she has been so satisfied since she was a child. The feeling of hitting her target easily with each palm made her feel extremely comfortable. What’s even better is that Chang Weilong roared the iron cloth shirt and was not afraid of ordinary punches and palms. She can play freely and beat her to the fullest...

It’s a pity that he seemed to have come to his senses, and Huang Rong felt a little regretful.

"It's good that you can fight so well, just treat it as I repay your kindness for passing on me." Chang Wei said expressionlessly: "But Miss Huang, how dare I ask, I have reached the highest level of my dragon roar and iron cloth shirt, can I hit someone?"

Huang Rong thought for a while and said seriously: "After practicing to the highest level, after cultivating the body-protecting qi, when others hit you, you may be able to use the body-protecting qi to counter-shock the enemy."

"That is to say." Chang Wei said: "Longyin Iron Clothing does not have any active attack skills? If you want to hurt the enemy, you either wait for the enemy to exhaust yourself, or you can rely on luck to see if you can injure the enemy's counter-shock?"

Huang Rong said seriously: "You can also wait until the enemy is so tired that it cannot move, and then counterattack. After all, the Dragon Sound Iron Shirt is very powerful. If you succeed and have a thousand-pound divine power, you can kill someone with just one punch."

Chang Wei had no expression on his face: "However, I can't imagine that there would be any idiot who would be so tired that he couldn't move when he hit me."

Huang Rong's serious expression was almost unable to hold back, but she still forced herself to do it and continued to act seriously, saying fragilely: "The world is so great, everything is strange. Maybe there is that kind of fool?"

“…”

Chang Wei was speechless, and felt very sad in his heart, feeling that he was not even as good as Duan Yu.

Although Duan Yu can't beat him, he is at least in a coquettish way. But he is always good at moving, so he can only get beaten...

"Okay, don't be so upset, I didn't say I won't pass on your playing style."

Huang Rong smiled and comforted: "The martial arts of Taohua Island cannot be passed on to you, but I still remember a lot of other martial arts. For example, Iron Sand Palm, Monument Bandler, etc., there are a lot of kung fu that can be taught you!"

"Do you have light skills?" Chang Wei didn't want to care about what Huang Rong planned to teach her. They were all the skills of supporting kung fu. After all, the best martial arts that Huang Rong knew were all the unique skills of Taohua Island. Without Huang Yaoshi's permission, she could not teach them without authorization.

He wants to practice some light skills now so that he will not even be able to capture the enemy when facing the enemy in the future.

"You have light skills, too." Huang Rong said: "There is an eight-step cicada that can teach you."

"Eight steps to catch the cicada?" Chang Wei was excited: "Can you learn to be as flexible as you did before?"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "The eight-step cicada is strong at speed. After practicing, the short-range sprint is extremely fast. My previous footwork and body skills are matched with this sect's martial arts. It emphasizes advance, retreat, avoidance, dodge, and rushing within a small range. It is not the same as the eight-step cicada's light skills."

"That is to say..." Chang Wei thought: "Even if I practice eight steps to drive cicadas, I can only use it to chase people or run away. I can't look ahead and suddenly come back like you did before?"

Huang Rong nodded her head: "Yes."

Chang Wei was speechless: "Then if I meet an opponent with flexible body skills, wouldn't I still be fooled like I did with you before?"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "How could it be? If you have light skills, you will be light and quick to react. Then you will practice martial arts until your eyes are at hand. Then even if your opponent's footwork is flexible, you can also react instantly. After all, no matter how flexible the enemy's body skills are, you will always reach out to you when you want to hit you. Even if you can't keep up with the enemy's body skills, you can intercept and fight back at the moment when the enemy takes action."

Chang Wei knew nothing about martial arts. Seeing that Huang Rong was right, he could only believe her and nodded, "Okay, then I'll listen to you. When will I teach me how to drive cicadas at eight steps, iron sand palms, and monument throwers?"

"No hurry." Huang Rong waved her hand and showed off her posture again: "Fight with me again!"

Chang Wei hurriedly said, "But I can't fight!"

"Just be beaten!"

Huang Rong, the bear girl, giggled, and the Bibo Palm Technique was used again, making the sound of wind and water rise, bang bang, making the rhythm and dynamic...
Chapter completed!