Cheng Xiuxiu, a "Hold in the arms" in the Baihong Pavilion, knocked Qin Yi, out of the Baihong Pavilion. To most others, it seems quite funny, but in Tang Yin's eyes, only horror is seen.

(If I remember correctly, Qin Yi's boxing and martial arts have been promoted to the Danqi realm, right?)

The four realms of the Canglong Forbidden Realm, Qi, Gang, and Forbidden Realm, there is nothing to say about the Body Refining Realm. The basic stance exercises, strength, physical training, and the proficiency of various martial arts and fighting routines are the vast majority of warriors in this realm all their lives. Tang Yin and most of the warriors on the stage are in this realm. Although their strength is strong and weak, they cannot open up a substantial gap between them.

Once martial arts are promoted to the Dan Qi realm, everything becomes completely different: the body is harmonious and unified to almost perfect, the power is intermittent and penetrated, and once it explodes and urges the whole body and gathers at one point, the lethality and destructive power is amazing.

Physical energy, qi, blood, and spiritual will form a elixir, which will respond to external stimulation.

The center of gravity is like mercury, and the strength of the whole body controls Ruyi. You can even force it back after taking all your strength and make a reverse change. The Dan Qi Realm is a realm with a qualitative change from the Body Refining Realm. At the same time, these guys are also strong competitors to the championship of the Arena.

Of course, this is a low-grade Dan Qi realm, and a high-grade Dan Qi realm is easy to cleanse the muscles and convert qi and blood. The warriors gradually step into the boundless boundaries. However, masters of that level may not deliberately participate in competitions of the stage road, and that little bonus is probably not enough to lose money.

(Qin Yi's Baihong boxing technique can concentrate all his strength on a style of Baihong piercing the sun. In an instant, the strength of the boxing force can even mark the steel! However, such a boxing master was defeated by Cheng Xiuxiu without even exerting his own advantage... This Cheng Xiuxiu is not only a Danqi realm, but also a talented person, and has a horizontal practice, and his boxing skills are even more skillful than Qin Yi's Danqi realm master. Such a master doesn't mind playing a pig and eating a tiger like this. It's such a terrible guy.)

"No. 268, Tang Yin, China."

"No. 751, Japan's Jingrira."

The referee's shouts interrupted Tang Yin's thoughts. No matter how strong Cheng Xiuxiu in Nuxiong Villa is, at least it is not what he needs to consider now. The next road to the arena needs to be carried forward step by step. In addition to his own strength, luck is also so important.

What Tang Yin doesn't know now is that after the professional league system gradually matures many years later, low-level martial arts competitions, like the road to the ring, where the Dan Qi realm strangled each other in the early stage will gradually decrease, the mechanism of the professional league will become more and more mature, and the protection of seed players will increase year-on-year, so as to avoid them being consumed by each other in the early stage of battle. Now, everything is still in the stage of inventing and exploring.

When he approached the ring, he saw several warriors dressed in Japanese ronin dressed in a wooden shoe. Tang Yin went on the ring, and one of the five people on the opposite side also walked out of his companion. He stepped on his right foot and jumped directly onto the ring. It was obvious that his basic skills were quite solid.

"Chinese?"

Before the referee announced the start, the opponent asked, and Tang Yin ignored him, but closed his eyes and raised his energy to nourish his spirit. However, after the referee announced the start of the game, the trash talks on the opponent were endless.

"Isn't it strange why I speak Chinese? I was originally a Chinese, but now I have become a Japanese citizen. Compared to the weak Chinese, Japan is more suitable for me, whether it is a country or a martial arts." He held his arms and kept provoking his opponents with his special identity. Jing Riliang was very good at this. He also knew that many Chinese warriors could not listen to this at all. In the past, as long as he said a few words, the other party would often be in chaos and then roared and rushed forward. Not to mention that he would win, at least he would have the upper hand.

Because the more you care, the more you feel the pain.

The Celestial Kingdom, which dominated Asia for thousands of years, was almost collapsed by a small country. Any bloody contemporary warrior should have a bloody head when he heard this, and his teeth were so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so

However, Tang Yin did not react at all to Jing Riliang's superb trash words. He opened his fist stance and closed his eyes while adjusting his breath, as if he turned a deaf ear to the words of the outside world and had no reaction.

One brow raised high, and after a long time of wasting talk, Jing Riliang did not react at all. His breath gradually became disordered. Finally, the guy finally shut up and pulled out a hard shelf, rushed up after a low shout.

It was not until this moment that the referee who was about to doze off on the side was refreshed. He could feel that Seirira was provoking his opponent with some kind of rhetoric. However, the two countries did not understand what Seirira was saying.

When Jing Riliang rushed through two-thirds of the distance between the two with a hard fist, Tang Yin, who had been asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were a direct appearance of spiritual emotions. When Tang Yin showed the terrifying murderous intent inherited from the Black Rider Sword Classic in front of Jing Riliang:

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!

With the eyes of his eyes, endless terrible scenes accompanied by incomparable pain almost surging like a flood. For a moment, all Jing Riliang saw was death, only death was humiliated, tortured, slaughtered, cut off his throat, beheaded, broken abdomen, cut off his heart, pierced eyes, dismembered, and broken into pieces... What's even more terrifying is that the people who endured these cruel and terrible deaths were all himself!

(Because you care, you are suffering! You are just a poor person whose mind is weak and crushed by the inability to bear the pain.)

"Who are you? Where am I? I don't suffer, I'm extremely powerful." He roared instinctively, trying to cover up the cowardice in his heart.

(...I'm right in front of you, don't you open your eyes and take a look?)

As Jing Riliang was sweating profusely opened his eyes, he saw the fist that the warrior on the opposite side quickly magnified in front of him. In fact, unless he was carrying a horizontal training, no warrior could withstand the full force of another warrior of the same level without any defense. Jing Riliang was beaten upside down, and then Tang Yin flew up in the air and kicked him off the ring. He fell heavily to the ground and vomited blood.

"Our country was once weak, but we were born and raised there... children do not think that their mother is ugly, and dogs do not think that their family is poor. If China is not good enough, we will try to build it better. If China is not strong enough, we will manage it stronger together. If you escape to Japan like you, it seems relaxed, but in fact, how can you respect yourself in your heart?"

"I will tell you this nonsense because the blood from my hometown flows in your blood vessels, even though your soul is rotten." Jing Riliang, who was watching the ring above the ring, said this, and then Tang Yin ignored the other party's reaction and turned around and left. Behind him, he was venting like a beast with unknown meaning.

(For the sake of temporary ease, it is really foolish to let your heart bear an unremoved burden.)

Back then, when the two countries let go of the battle, the Chinese country won the final victory was really difficult and tragic. When Western learning advanced eastward, Japan, as the bridgehead for Asia to welcome Western learning from the eastward, benefited the fastest, and because small countries and few people also turned and turned politically, it was almost the first country in Asia to complete its own industrial system construction. This was its luck and finally created its misfortune.

The war between the two countries was a war in which industrial civilization crushed agricultural civilization. At that time, Japan's industrial output value was more than five times that of China, with an annual steel output of 5.8 million tons, while China's steel output of 40,000 tons was a gap of 145 times.

At that time, the most elite Central Army in China was distributed 20 bullets a month, and each soldier fired twenty bullets with rifles and pistols, of course, but once a machine gun was needed to come on the field... Therefore, many times, Chinese soldiers finally had to shoot with machine guns to fight bayonets with Japanese troops.

At that time, there was a famous song in China called "The Great Sword March". The question was that if there were bullets in the gun chamber, who would be willing to cut the Great Sword in the rain of bullets?

If it were just this, it would be fine. The whole country was in danger and soldiers were using their lives. Chinese soldiers won many battles under such equipment disadvantages. The problem was that the collision and fighting between two war systems. Japan completed its own modernization and had a very complete industrial system. Once it was a great force, it would be three-dimensional offensive and defense of sea, land and air.

At that time, Japan had the second strongest navy in the world and the world's first-class air force. The Chinese country was shooting with plane bombs and naval guns, fighting with the army's blood and courage. The Japanese beast army slaughtered civilians. At that time, the regular army troops of China and the regular army in Japan were often fighting against the five-for-one war loss ratio.

Because of this tragic and the high spirits of the predecessors, many Chinese people in later generations have a deification and fear of the Japanese, thinking that Japanese people are really powerful... But in fact, those who have actually searched for relevant information know that under the same equipment and training, the battle loss ratio between the two sides is one to one, and it is definitely one to one if you die.

Even the later stage, the Chinese are far more capable than the Japanese, because every Chinese have the confidence of a great country. The later stage, the more obvious our advantage in the war potential is, and we will definitely win.

To this day, regardless of external factors, only by comparing the military strength and national strength of both sides, China at this time consumed Japan within three months, which is a calculation for the whole country.

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After the ring battle, I returned to the White Rainbow Pavilion. This time everyone was not as imposing as the last time.

Qin Yi, the strongest senior brother, was inexplicably defeated by the "Xiong Zhuangzhuang". Although there were still two disciples who continued to advance, anyone with discerning eyes could see that Baihong Pavilion wanted to reach the championship or even the forefront of the arena this time, and there was no hope.

Everyone was in a state of depression, so of course Tang Yin was not easy to act easily. After all, he was still living in other people's boxing gym for free.

During the return, the old owner Hua Tianyang also asked Tang Yin's record casually.

"I met a fake Japanese man, but his mental flaws are too big, and it doesn't take much effort to defeat him."

"At that time, the Chinese Kingdom did not have a unified and powerful regime, and Japan had a peerless swordsman, who was rare and unique than Gu Qingjuro. Therefore, although all the martial arts sects had made efforts, they could only protect one side at most. At that time, they were indeed beaten up..." Hua Tianyang said with some emotion. Although the old man was driven overseas because of the strong government dominance of the Chinese Kingdom in the later period, after so many years, he hoped to see a strong and unified homeland. Because the motherland was strong, overseas Chinese were not rootless duckweed.

"You didn't kill him, that fake Japanese?" Hua Rui asked. She grew up in a holy elephant since she was a child, but she spoke purely in Chinese and her patriotism was more intense than many people on the mainland. The reason was very simple. The more she was overseas, the more she needed to join her group.

"It's too weak, killing is boring." Tang Yin smiled, and he said this after polishing his nails.

"Tsk, pretend, I see when you can be crazy." Hua Rui said this, but her grandfather slapped the back of the head, and then everyone returned to the Baihong Boxing Gym together.

After dinner, in the night, Tang Yin practiced two martial arts from the broken chapter of the Hei Tian Wusheng Sutra in the room. The Hei Tian Wusheng Sutra obviously uses the negative emotions of the practitioner to stimulate the potential of the human body: furious damages the liver, ecstasy, long-term thoughts hurt the spleen, worry hurts the lungs, panic damages the kidneys, and murderous intent attacks the Wuli. But existence is reasonable. Since these negative emotions have always existed with a long history of evolution, it means that humans do need them.

For example, in the case of rage, the human body's ability will increase greatly. In the face of fear, the human reaction speed and agility will also increase. Tang Yin chose to urge the most powerful murderous intent of the body as the core force for his cultivation of the Black Heaven Wusheng Sutra. Because of the role of the pure Yang Xianxin, Tang Yin's process of controlling the murderous intent to enter the move was very smooth.

This is actually a very difficult step. Many people practice the Black Sky No Birth Sutra since childhood, but they need to use various methods to generate and control negative emotions into the move. This process can be shorter or longer as long as it is. If they cannot control their negative emotions, it will even be difficult to get started for life. However, Tang Yin smoothly completed the step of killing intent entering the move.

The murderous intent is gathered on the palm of the hand. During the slow movement of the knife, Tang Yin's right hand gradually becomes blue and black as iron. When a person is furious, traces of toxins will be produced in the blood of the body. These traces of toxins are collected and extracted and injected into the body of the mouse. There is no problem in poisoning the mouse. Even humans themselves have to pay the price of a large amount of cell failure and death.

This is the diligent method of the Hei Tian Wusheng Sutra. The stronger the skill, the more severe the injury. Anyone who practices the Hei Tian Wusheng Sutra and successfully lives to middle-aged and elderly years will be masters, because if they cannot become masters, they will transform their lives and prolong their life, practitioners of the Hei Tian Wusheng Sutra will often die suddenly in their thirties and under forty years.

However, while paying this price, he also gained fierce diligence and terrifying lethality in martial arts cultivation. Tang Yin now only knows the "Bloody Storm" sword move in the Black Sun Sword Classic. However, when he used it today, he just used the sword intention before taking action, and directly terrified the enemy's courage. Tang Yin did not use the Bloody Storm moves to follow up, because opponents of that level are really not worthy of exposing too many trump cards.

After the murderous intent entered the move, Tang Yin used a hand knife to perform a bloody storm to cut the enemy's body, and his lethality was not much weaker than the real sword in his hand.

Of course, the hand knife cannot be strongly matched with the real knife, and it will not have a good effect when facing the fist and steel legs. And it will also be injured. This extreme knife move can not be used by Tang Yin's current skill and physique. Even without the blessing of the Pure Yang Immortal Heart to his own state, he would not even be able to get started so quickly. If he had not had a foot higher, how could the demon be one foot higher?

(The Immortal Dark Body also needs to use murderous intent to temper the muscles and muscles of the whole body, and finally achieve the level of hedging the murderous intent and using the enemy's power to practice the body. Under the soaking of this murderous intent, I will not get any disease in my life, and my body's ability will always remain at a peak state, but if I press the body so much, I may die in the end... Haha, after taking one step, I cannot give up the Black Sky No Birth Sutra, this is my chance to change my destiny.) Under the guidance of this will, the faint black and blue color spread throughout his body with Tang Yin's sword move, extremely light and extremely light, but it is indeed running in a true and true way.

At this moment, someone suddenly approached, and Tang Yin was already alert, so he slowly put away his knife and put on his outer robe. After a moment, the door made a light sound.

"Tang Yin, have you slept?"

"Oh, Master Hua! I haven't slept yet, please wait." After a while, Tang Yin opened the door and led Hua Tianyang into the house.

"Master Hua, it's so late, are you going to ask me for anything?"

Hua Tianyang pondered for a while after hearing this, and after a moment he made up his mind and said, "Tang Yin, then I will just say it. After all, what you are wearing is my Baihong Pavilion's martial arts uniform. During the period of participating in the 'Rock Road', can you claim to be my Hua Tianyang's apprentice? Of course, in exchange, I will also teach you Baihong boxing."

In fact, it was natural that Hua Tianyang would have such an idea. The great disciple who had high hopes had too bad luck. He had good skills but was intercepted by someone in the middle. He did not expect the remaining disciples Hua Tianyang. Only Tang Yin, who was "picked up" after Tang Yin was so meaningful. If he had good luck, he might be able to successfully enter the group stage, and the record of Baihong Pavilion would not be considered ugly.

However, Hua Tianyang was still somewhat concerned about this when he said this, because he was an old-fashioned boxer, and he knew that this kind of thing that made people change their minds was very, very taboo.

The old boxer raises true disciples as if he is raising a son. The effort spent more than training his own son in the process. Therefore, Hua Tianyang did not dare to say anything, and tried to test Tang Yin's meaning as tactfully as possible.

"Thank you, Master Hua, for your attention. Tang Yin is willing to serve him." Tang Yin never worshipped his master at all. He has no inheritance. Now there is no reason to not take advantage in front of him?

Hua Tianyang didn't expect Tang Yin to agree so simply. Soon the old man realized that the other party was probably a family-born style, so it didn't matter whether he would be a disciple or not. At this moment, he felt a little regretful. If he thought it out earlier, add some codes. Maybe he could really become a disciple, and he could also add another powerful general in the Baihong Pavilion.

(...Forget it, this guy is full of murderous intent between his eyebrows and eyes. Although his kung fu is not as good as Yi'er, he is not able to suppress it at all. If he really stayed in the Baihong Pavilion, my family business would probably be taken away by him.) Shaking his head to dispel the thoughts that flashed in his heart. Then the old boxer Hua Tianyang brought Tang Yin to the moonlight, in the Baihong Pavilion martial arts training ground.

"The full name of Baihong Fist is actually called Baihong Feizhu Fist. Since I said I want to teach you, I will teach you all the routines and secret hands of killer moves. But I am old. With my physical strength now, I can only use it with all my strength once. Watch it carefully. How much you can learn depends on your own ability. Now, see clearly." As I spoke, Hua Tianyang shook his fist, and his whole body activates the qi and blood to reach all meridians.

At this moment, in Tang Yin's eyes, the old man who was originally curled up, his body expanded and tall. His eyes were bright and his arms were lengthened, his back was straight and his spine was fierce like a big dragon. It seemed that under his skin was steel and iron bones, not human flesh and blood.

Under the cold moonlight.

In Tang Yin's eyes, the old man who was whistling and fisting was like an old white ape in the mountains. It swallowed clouds and spitted mist, ate pine nuts and dew, practiced swords in the deep mountains, absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and quietly waited for the day when the demon body was shed. This was a wonderful ancient boxing technique, and its level was far higher than before.

Suddenly, I don’t know how long it has passed, but it seems to be very short and long, and finally ends with the killing move of Hua Tianyang, the White Rainbow piercing the Sun. At that moment, although it was a boxing, it was like a comet hitting the moon, and the eagle hit the hall, with a strong sword energy and a strong sword intent soaring into the sky.

Watching, thinking, thinking, and deducing.

The reason why a master can become a master is not just a fool's practice, but more of martial arts is the wisdom of fighting with others. If you are unwilling to work hard to use your brain, you will always be a middle-aged and a naughty warrior and it will be difficult to become a master.

Gradually, Tang Yinzhan opened his hand and felt that there were countless sparks flashing in his mind, and a large amount of martial arts information seemed to be naturally triggered from the bottom of his heart.

"Um!?"

Hua Tianyang was stunned when he looked at Tang Yin's boxing style that was almost not like him just now.

At this time, Tang Yin was like a white ape that had just been born. The boxing routine he used was the most familiar and superficial one, but it was mixed with some seemingly true moves from the White Rainbow Flying Ape Fist. This little white ape was born under his nose and grew rapidly. His moves gradually became more mature, and the white ape became taller and stronger. Finally, Tang Yin fought with his punches, and others were like a big monkey with a long arm holding a thousand-pound stick, struggling to split the mountain.

It is completely different from the white rainbow that penetrates the sun. Instead, it is like a giant ape that splits a tiger, just like the ancient giant ape, strong and powerful, with the ability to tear a tiger and wolf with bare hands.

(He... digested my boxing skills?) At this moment, Hua Tianyang's heart was collapsed. The old man trembled and took out a bottle of quick-acting heart-saving pill from his arms and poured it into his mouth. However, in the end he still couldn't survive this intense stimulation, and leaned back and sat on the ground.

When Tang Yin came to his sense of boxing, he turned around and saw that the old man was gone. He took two steps in shock but found that his feet were soft. When he lowered his head, he found that the old man Hua was already rolling his eyes while sticking out his tongue.

"I'll go, old man, don't die. If you die, I can't wash it even if I jump into Canglong River. Come on, come on, come on, Master Hua has a heart attack." In the dark, Tang Yin shouted loudly, what's going on with this tm? Old man, you can't cheat me.

That night, after busy for half a night, Master Hua Tianyang was finally sent to the hospital in time and stabilized his condition.

However, no matter what Hua Tianyang is in, the competition on the arena road will always continue.

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To be continued...