In the empty corridor, Long Yue, who was wearing a cold air, walked forward with Yang Yi. She held her head up and her chest was straight, and her path was not as swaying as other women, but had a different kind of cool beauty.

Because of practicing Chinese art for many years, Long Yue has a very good figure, long and beautiful legs, round and perky buttocks, plump and firm breasts, and her slender and tender waist. She is paired with her charming appearance and a temperament that is so cold that she looks like a truly undesecrated goddess.

Of course, it should be more appropriate to call her by the female war god, because Yang Yi can tell from Long Yue's pace, temperament, and occasionally exposed sharp style that this woman practices Xingyiquan and has good kung fu. She is definitely a master of the level of dark energy, and she is even about to reach the level of magic energy!

National martial arts are generally divided into three realms: Ming Jin, hidden Jin, and transform Jin.

A master who has reached the peak of Mingjin's cultivation has a smooth body of strength and is like a tiger in his punches. He is already extremely powerful. It is no problem to open a monument and crack a stone.

The dark power is to cultivate the Ming power, accumulate the power and hide it in the middle part. When it suddenly erupts, it is as powerful as a huge wave, and it continues.

What ordinary people call Cun Power is the product after reaching the dark power.

A master who has achieved dark energy is very powerful and can produce two kinds of strength, one is bright and the other is dark, and it is hard to defend against. If you do not have extremely high understanding, you can only practice to the peak of Ming energy in your life.

For example, many masters who practice Sanda and Muay Thai have a weight of more than a thousand pounds, and can break bricks with one punch and kick sandbags with one leg, but their strength cannot be accumulated. In this way, the bursting power is only the muscle force, which is inferior.

Therefore, during the Republic of China, many foreign strong men bullied me, no one from China and came to challenge them. Their muscles were swelling and tall and powerful. However, some Chinese boxers could easily overturn them with their thin bodies. This is the power of dark energy.

One bright and one dark, two strengths are thriving, absolutely invincible!

Now Long Yue has reached the level of dark energy. Moreover, Yang Yi has reached the peak of dark energy when she sees her breathing rules and the smoothness of muscle movements. He has even begun to comprehend the transformation of energy. He is a little amazed in his heart. This woman is really amazing.

The two of them kept walking forward without saying anything. Yang Yi really didn't know what to say to the cold Long Yue. However, the atmosphere did not seem awkward at all, as if not talking was the best way to get along with Long Yue, the female war god.

"Have you practiced Chinese art?" Suddenly, Long Yue asked Yang Yi, his voice as cold as ever.

Yang Yi didn't expect Long Yue to take the initiative to talk to him, so he was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I've practiced a little."

"What kind of boxing do you practice?"

"Shengyi, Baji, Taiji, Bagua... many, and basically I have come into contact with some." Yang Yi said that although many ancient martial arts families practice ancient martial arts, they also have many places to learn from national martial arts in terms of fighting skills, so he has come into contact with many national martial arts boxing techniques.

When Long Yue heard Yang Yi's words, he roughly made a judgment: Yang Yi's kung fu is absolutely not good.

The most exquisite boxing techniques in modern times are Xingyi, Bagua, Taiji, and Baji. There are many practitioners, few who are proficient. It is rare to have one of them in their lifetime.

There are only two possibilities for those who practice so many boxing skills at the same time - either they are masters who have achieved the power of transformation in a certain boxing, hoping to get in touch with other boxing types to make breakthroughs and improve their own boxing skills; or they are just a little rookie who knows a little bit of boxing, but they are not proficient in anything, and they don’t move a bottle and shake half a bottle.

It is obvious that Long Yue saw that Yang Yi was less than twenty years old and was a medical genius, so he was definitely not very good at practicing Chinese martial arts. He was the kind of person who was full of bottles and still had half a bottle of shakes, so he said, "I will take you to meet the members of the Fifth Team. If someone in the team bullies you, tell me, but don't provoke them on their own initiative. You are too weak and can't beat them."

"Uh..." Yang Yi choked. The female war god was too straightforward. If he was really a weak doctor and heard a woman say that she was too weak, he would not be able to feel inferior.

At this time, Long Yue paused and said, "Thank you for helping my grandfather treat her illness."

Only then did Yang Yi realize that it was because she was treating Long Lao's illness that this cold female war god would say these to him and want to express gratitude. However, her words of thanks are really easy to hurt people's self-esteem.

After a while, Long Yue took Yang Yi to an outside room. Outside the door, you could hear the sound of "bang bang bang" fisting to the flesh. It was obvious that someone was fighting inside.

Long Yue pushed the door and entered directly, Yang Yi followed in and immediately found that this was a place similar to a gym, with most of them placed props for practicing skills, covering an extremely large area, and there was even a fighting ring.

At this time, there were two people fighting naked on the ring. One of them was 1.9 meters tall, with muscles all over the body, and they were as strong as iron cast, with the whole body being inverted triangle shape. The two pectoralis and eight abdominal muscles were clearly contoured, which looked very terrifying destructive and explosive.

The person who fought against him was completely opposite to his body, and he looked extremely thin, about 1.6 meters tall. But what was surprising was that his thin body seemed to contain a tiger. When he was fist-to-fighting with the burly and strong man, he was at the upper hand. The strong man was shocked by his powerful force and kept retreating while retreating.

The strong man was at a disadvantage and finally revealed his flaws in his retreat. At this time, the thin man stomped his feet suddenly. In an instant, the entire ring made a rumbling sound, as if it was an earthquake. The air around the thin man completely shook, and the ring under his feet was stomped out of a deep pit!

The thin man used the power of stomping his feet to sink his shoulders and elbows, holding his breath from his dantian, and his fist hit like a cannonball, making a sharp roar in the friction with the air, and suddenly bombarded the strong man's eight strong abdominal muscles-

"Bang!"

The strong man was hit hard on the abdomen by this punch, and his entire waist was bent backwards. His muscles of more than 200 kilograms were directly hit on the ground outside the ring, making people feel that the ground was trembling.

Just as he saw a scene with great visual impact, Yang Yi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Good fist!"

Then, he shook his head and said to himself: "What a pity, the fist is not strong enough, which damages the fascia."

The thin man on the ring just held his breath and sent out the earth-shaking punch. After punching, the breath was relieved and he immediately gasped. However, his ears moved, and when he heard Yang Yi's words, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the door. He saw the captain Long Yue in white and Yang Yi beside Long Yue.

"Captain Dragon, where does this yellow-haired boy come from? I don't feel hurt when I stand and speak!" The thin man on the ring gasped, took a towel to wipe the sweat on his face, then frowned, looked at Yang Yi with a squinted look, and said with disdain in his tone.

PS:

Today, when I was looking up some national martial arts materials, I saw the glorious deeds of many great masters and heroes in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, and I felt a little moved. In that turbulent era, the sign of "Sick Man in East Asia" was hanged brightly on the foreheads of the Chinese people, and many masters stood up to help the weak, resist foreign aggression, and would not regret it even if they died.

The strong ships and powerful guns shattered the national gates of the Qing Dynasty, but they could not shatter the national hearts filled with passion and passion, the unyielding beliefs of the masters of national arts, and the Chinese souls condensed by the 40 million compatriots!

Sacrifice your head and shed your blood, countless men with strong iron bodies fight to defend their country...

Those past events of senior heroes, regardless of whether they are true or false, are actually inspiring and inspiring the Chinese people to forge ahead and washing the increasingly impetuous hearts of modern people.
Chapter completed!