"Silk-wrapped snake fist?"

Lin Qianren shook his head and forced his consciousness back a little bit.

In his opinion, this newly merged Silk Snake Fist felt a different kind of weirdness.

It’s not that the skill is weird, but that Lin Qianren has a familiar and unfamiliar feeling about its existence.

This is obviously a boxing technique that was merged through the game, but in Lin Qianren's memory, it seemed to be created by himself for most of his life's hard work.

The details of the fusion and modification of each boxing technique seem to be preserved. As long as he thinks about it carefully, he can vaguely recall some memory scenes.

However, these scenes are extremely blurry, and apart from Lin Qianren's actions, they can't see much clearly.

Lin Qianren got up from the bed, stood on the open space in the bedroom, and directly made the starting move of the silk-wrapped snake fist.

His left hand was shaped like a Z-shaped parallel to his shoulders, his right hand was placed three inches in front of his chest in the form of a hook, his feet were in front and back, and his entire back was slightly bowed, and his head was placed behind his left hand, looking straight ahead like a snake.

This starting move includes the defense of the entangled fist, and also the explosion of the snake fist, both offense and defense. When the opponent attacks, he can adapt to the situation and change naturally between the two boxing techniques, deciding whether to attack or defend, and the enemy can be subdued or even killed with the backhand.

Since the moves had been launched, Lin Qianren began the boxing practice as soon as possible.

His body quickly turned in the empty space in the bedroom where only the cow lies. As his moves changed, it seemed like a poisonous snake was twisting his body, ready to kill the enemy.

While Lin Qianren's boxing technique was being used, he naturally used the breathing technique of the Silk-Winning Snake Fist. As his breathing changed, waves of hissing sounds like snakes came from his mouth.

After a set of boxing techniques, Lin Qianren finished his skills and stood up, feeling a faint sense of coldness coming from his lower abdomen.

He knew very well what this was, and this was the internal energy of the snake entangled by practicing the silk-wrapped snake fist.

The internal energy is biting and the meridians and lungs of ordinary people cannot bear it at all. If he releases it when fighting with the enemy, he will be frostbite in the opponent's internal organs in a moment.

Among the martial arts that Lin Qianren knew, only the Iron Sand Palm and the Poison Dragon Finger could compare with each other.

The practitioner of Iron Sand Palm contains rust poison in his palm. After being hit, the rust poison enters his body. Even if he does not die, he will have to peel off the skin. If the rust poison enters the internal organs, he will either die on the spot or die soon. Moreover, except for the wider knuckles, the person who practices Iron Sand Palm looks almost the same as ordinary people on the surface. If he is implicated, you may not know what is going on.

And the poisonous dragon finger is even more sinister.

Unlike the iron sand palm, practitioners of the poisonous dragon finger generally only practice the index finger and middle finger of the right hand.

They will use various secret venoms to soak these two fingers to reach the level of toxicity. If they are poked by their fingers, they will die in less than a quarter of an hour.

In recent decades, martial arts such as those with a tendency to harm and self-harm have been almost banned by the Martial Arts Association. Even if they practice, they can only practice moves and strength. It is absolutely impossible to soak their hands with venom or dye their palms with rust poison.

However, although the internal energy of the snake is powerful, it also has some disadvantages.

Because the internal qi of this snake also needs to run from the meridians of the caster, if the caster's root bone is poor, the tendons and veins and qi and blood will be frostbite.

In the game, Grandpa Xiao Cui practiced snake fist because his roots and bones were not effective, which caused his body to be unable to withstand the side effects of internal energy, and frostbite himself.

Fortunately, Lin Qianren's root bone has reached the level of four root bones due to several points. This cold air is just a matter of time for his body, so he can use the internal energy of the snake at will.

At noon the next day, Lin Qianren and Zheng Hu came to Qingshuang Middle School again.

This time, they came to teach the students who signed up last time.

Lin Qianren held the water in one hand and passed by the classroom doors of each class in comparison with the last roster.

Unsurprisingly, among the students who left their names last time, nearly 20% of them did not plan to study.

Perhaps it is because of parents, or it is possible that they themselves do not plan to learn it, but these have nothing to do with Lin Qianren. Now he just wants to finish the lesson quickly and then go back to the boxing gym to lie down and play games.

Everyone will feel irritated when facing the scorching sun.

He brought dozens of students to the old basketball court provided to them by the school. Lin Qianren and Zheng Hu, who had been waiting for a long time, said: "There were 83 students in total, and more than a dozen students did not come."

Zheng Hu nodded: "Just cross out their names, it's not a big deal. I'll teach them how to do warm-up exercises now, you can take a break first."

Lin Qianren followed suit. When he saw the name of the student he had marked with key points, he couldn't help but look at the group of students doing warm-up exercises.

The young man with a pretty appearance was now moving his body in a stern manner according to the movements taught by Zheng Hu, but on the surface, he was just a 14 or 15-year-old boy, and he could not tell that he had the powerful grip of crushing the glass.

After watching these students' activities bored for a while, Lin Qianren began to play with the wisp of snake's internal energy extracted from his body.

I don’t know what the principle is. The wisp of internal qi that the essence and energy in his body transformed into is extremely cold in nature. He can use a little force to make the tendons and veins in his body pass by. He has no other feeling except that he feels a little cool in the place where the internal qi is running.

He gathered his internal energy in his palms, feeling the cold feeling of the palms, and couldn't help but show a comfortable expression.

After looking at the mineral water bottle placed on the table, Lin Qianren had a bold idea.

He gently placed his hand on the mineral water bottle, and then directly used his strength to instill the true energy of the snake from his palm onto it.

The next moment, a little bit of white frost appeared from the place where Lin Qianren's palm came into contact with the bottle.

"Click!"

As the sound of water being frozen was made, in less than four seconds, half of the bottle of water in the bottle had condensed into solid form.

Lin Qianren felt the chill from the edge of his palm, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

This is too exaggerated!

But it is just a wisp of internal energy, which actually has this effect. If he stores enough internal energy, wouldn’t it be a human-shaped ice machine? If this hits a person, who can bear it?

He quietly placed the frozen water bottle behind the table legs, and Lin Qianren turned his gaze to the students who were learning boxing postures with Zheng Hu on the field.

His eyes were immediately attracted by the boy named Ye Ling.

It is the same boxing posture, and other students appear loose and powerless when they are posed, but he gives people a calm and heavy feeling, and his hands and feet are terriblely stable.

After practicing for a while, Zheng Hu announced that he had entered a rest time. The students sat on the ground one by one, breathing in big mouths.

Zheng Hu also came to Lin Qianren's side, picked up the water bottle and drank the water.

At this time, Ye Ling did not feel very tired. He looked in the direction where Lin Qianren and Zheng Hu were, gritted his teeth, and walked towards him.

"Student Ye Ling, right? Is there anything wrong with you coming?" Zheng Hu asked directly when he saw Ye Ling coming over.

"Master Zheng, I'm not tired yet. I hope I can learn to tangle the fist soon. Can you continue to teach me what's behind me?" Ye Ling said.

Zheng Hu nodded and said, "Student Ye Ling, when practicing boxing, hasteness will not be achieved. You don't have to be so anxious. I will teach you what comes later."

"Uncle Master, he is the student I mentioned before." Lin Qianren whispered to remind him, interrupting Zheng Hu's perfunctory words.

"What? Oh, I remembered it!" Zheng Hu was puzzled for a moment, but then he immediately thought of the special student Lin Qianren mentioned to him before.

He looked carefully at Ye Ling standing in front of him, his expression calm and his breathing was stable, and he didn't even sweat.

Although these students are just the simplest movements, they are definitely not as calm and composed after doing it, right?

I don’t know if I don’t look at it. Now it seems that this student may not have any special roots or bones.

Thinking of this, Zheng Hu said to Ye Ling: "Student Ye Ling, I heard from my nephew that you seem to be unable to control your own strength because of the problem of your development too fast?"

"Yes, Master Zheng." Ye Ling replied.

"You punch me with all your might, so I can see how far it is."

"I'm a little strong"

"Don't be afraid, just call me, I can handle it."

After Zheng Hu finished speaking, Ye Ling clenched his fists and hit Zheng Hu straight.

The fist is very fast, very exaggerated. As far as Lin Qianren looks at it, even if he has not made any breakthrough before, he may not have such fast fist speed.

Zheng Hu's originally casual expression suddenly became solemn at this moment. After catching Ye Ling's fist, his wide palm gently pulled it in front of him, and he took a small step back to dissolve the force of Ye Ling's punch.

Seeing this, Ye Ling said with surprise: "Master Zheng, you are so awesome. I am afraid that you can't handle it. I didn't dare to use all your strength. I didn't expect you to take it so easily."

"Have you used all your strength yet?" Zheng Hu was shocked, but asked calmly, "Then how much force did you use this punch?"

"About 70%." Ye Ling touched his head and said, "Why should I use all my strength to fight again?"

Zheng Hu nodded: "Then you can punch him with all your strength."

Ye Ling did as he said, and then even shot a fist that was faster than before. This time, Zheng Hu was prepared and resolved it very easily.

He just shook his hand slightly and took down Ye Ling's fist.

"Wow, Master Zheng, you are really strong," Ye Ling couldn't help but sigh.

Zheng Hu nodded and pretended to be calm and said to Ye Ling: "Well, you go over and practice by yourself. Your problem is not a big problem. I will teach you how to control your own strength in the future."

"Okay, I understand." Ye Ling said, then turned around and headed towards the open space there.

Seeing Ye Ling walk away, Lin Qianren looked at Zheng Hu and said, "Uncle Master, is he?"
Chapter completed!