"Master, can I ask what kind of practice this is?"

An Yan lost the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the baby who was more than ten meters away with a dark face, and his eyes were mixed with doubts and anger.

He still doesn't understand what happened.

Master Feng said that he would start practicing today and let him come and flourish in the back mountain at this time... As a result, as soon as An Yan arrived here, he was greeted with a storm-like attack.

"Beat."

"After...beating?"

An Yan's expression was frozen on his face, and the already dark face turned like the bottom of a pot.

What kind of training is this?

Even if the master beats his apprentice, you are not as bullying as you!?

"The body's ability to resist strikes is a basic skill that any martial artist must possess. In combat, martial artists who have high resistance to strikes always have a higher chance of winning."

"The stronger the strength, the more difficult it will be to end the battle in a short time."

"Prolonged war will become the mainstream of combat. The strong anti-strike ability will allow you to keep your mind clear when you are hit hard, and ensure that your attacks will not be deformed because of hits. This is the foundation of the foundation."

Feng's little face was full of seriousness, and his eyes revealed a coldness that made An Yan feel heartbroken!

Seriously!

Master Feng is serious, not joking.

An Yan's expression narrowed, and his eyes gradually became serious. When he saw Master Feng's expression, he realized something.

I cannot regard this practice as a simple practice, but rather treat this battle as a life-and-death battle.

"Master, are you a little over...hey..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng's young figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

An Yan concentrated his mind and calmed his nerves, and his nerves were tense to the extreme in an instant, and his perception of the surroundings was maximized in an instant.

However, the wind speed is too fast.

Bang!

A muffled sound came out, and An Yan felt a pain behind his back and his feet staggered.

What the hell is this speed!!

He clearly felt the attack coming, but at the moment he felt the attack coming, the attack had arrived without waiting for his reaction!

Bang bang bang bang!

Before An Yan could adjust his posture, countless fists had already fallen like raindrops.

An Yan was like a leaf in the wind, and his body was beaten in the air and flew everywhere. For a moment, he had no power to fight back.

"Don't be chaotic when the fire flame is mobilized, and you can't avoid it. Then, when you feel the attack, concentrate the fire flames together to strengthen your defense..."

"Pay attention to the rhythm of defense and don't panic. What you have to consider is how to prevent my attacks, rather than how to counterattack..."

"Your key points, be careful to avoid the key points. If you haven't seen each other for a few years, is this the only thing you have to do with your growth? Is it expansion? In comparison, you were more cautious than you now when you first became my teacher."

Feng Danwei's voice kept ringing around An Yan's body, accompanied by An Yan's screams.

Bang bang bang bang!

An Yan was like a target, with continuous attacks hitting him from all directions. The power of these attacks was just right, making An Yan feel heartbroken, but he would not faint.

This feeling...

It was as if he was deliberately torturing him.

It's so messy!

An Yan felt that there was no place on his body that was not hurt, but he still forced himself to write down what Master Feng said one by one.

Don't think about counterattacking, but find ways to prevent all attacks.

This is not a training space. If you are injured, you will not heal, and you will not be resurrected even if you die. Here... If you are injured, you will lose your combat ability, so you cannot have the idea of ​​fighting back even if you are injured!!

An attack that can dodge, and an attack that cannot dodge is to condense the fire flames to the affected area to strengthen defense.

"Pay attention to the defense area. Have you forgotten what I taught you before? The skills are ever-changing. I only taught you the basics at the beginning to prevent your physical skills from becoming rigid."

"Don't just use the things in the explosive wind fist, but use them when appropriate. There is no need for skills. Any movement can be used for offense or defense. Don't be too persistent in powerful routines."

The wind's serious voice kept drilling into An Yan's ears.

This scene, just like when I first became a disciple three years ago, as long as I began to teach An Yan to practice, the wind would become cold and cruel as if I had changed my life.

An Yan gritted his teeth and forced himself. He had no chance to respond at all. His vision was full of afterimages left by the wind.

From the outside, An Yan looked like he was surrounded by countless babies.

Fist, whip legs, knees, elbow strikes...

At this time, the wind seemed to have turned into weapons on his body. He completely abandoned his skills and suppressed An Yan with a storm-like offensive.

Attacks can always come in An Yan's unexpected direction.

An Yan tried various methods, but even though his nerves were extremely tense, he still could not completely capture where the wind's attack came from. He could only barely condense the fire flames in the vital parts and minimize the damage he suffered.

At the same time as he was under the attack, Master Feng's prompt was heard by An Yan.

At the same time, he kept changing his defense posture according to the wind's prompts. Although he was still hit like a piece of rag, as his injuries continued to worsen, An Yan gradually mastered the rhythm and could barely block the attacks in time.

There were constant sounds of dull bangs and impacts, but An Yan looked extremely focused under the attack, and he didn't even dare to be distracted by the pain.

Because, as long as he was distracted by a little distraction, his fate would become extremely tragic. Just now, An Yan was distracted by the pain for a moment. Master Feng's punch hit his chest, and that punch made An Yan feel pain in his heart.

This was when Master Feng held back, otherwise he would have died under the chaos of fist.

Others beat the master to death by punching randomly, but why did they become the master to start throwing the master to break the boxing randomly?

The fires all over the body are like candles in the strong wind, sometimes hitting and swaying wildly, giving people the feeling that they will be extinguished in the next second.

An Yan gritted his teeth, and the fire flames in his body erupted from his hands like they were not worth it, forming a fire curtain in front of him. His fist hit the fire curtain, and the fire curtain was smashed in an instant and sparks were wanton.

But this moment was enough for An Yan to react.

“The method is pretty good.”

Feng smiled in his tone: "But this practice will last until the evening. Can you persist until then if you waste the fire so much?"

evening?

An Yan was stunned. It was only noon now!!

And in such a moment, An Yan was stunned and was directly hit by dozens of punches.

It made his face become bloated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood from his nose gushed out directly.

"Stop...beat someone...hiss...not slap in the face, Master!!"

"There is no such rule in combat."

“…”

An Yan suddenly regretted writing a letter to Master Feng.

But since it was found by yourself, you must persist even if you are beaten to death.

An Yan gritted his teeth, stared at the boss's eyes, and his hands shrouded in flames were constantly waving, and at the same time, he used his size larger than Master Feng to constantly interfere with Feng's offensive in a way with a larger influence.

Since it is impossible to accurately capture it, I will completely cover the direction of the attack!!

but……

As An Yan's defense ability becomes stronger, Feng's offensive is also increasing little by little.

In this steady improvement of the offense and defense, time passed by little, and a strange balance was reached in a moment!

It was not until An Yan reached the limit that the balance was broken, and just as the balance was broken, all An Yan's defense line collapsed at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Countless attacks hit him like raindrops, and An Yan's screams spread from afar.

An Yan, who was in such an attack, did not notice the changes in the fire flames in his body at all.

Every time he is hit, the fire at the point where he is hit will disintegrate and turn into Mars and dissipate.

But at the same time...

There will also be some residual Mars that were smashed into his body by the punch, not in the usual way, but in the true sense of integration with his body.

If An Yan can now distract himself from checking the three values ​​of his body, he will find that his three basic values ​​are increasing little by little.

Although the speed of improvement is not fast, his body is indeed gradually becoming stronger.

only……

The price of becoming stronger is that An Yan was beaten until he was unconscious, then woke up from his coma, fainted again, and woke up again... and it continued until the evening...

When An Yan landed on the ground, he was completely bloated, and his face was beaten beyond recognition.
To be continued...