Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

87. Chapter 87, half step

    Time flies, and it gradually disappears.

    Since Ning Mo lived in the opposite building of Han Dong's house, Han Dong was like a huge device that was running fast, and he did his best, and he did not want to enjoy a little bit of rest.

    Even when tired and exhausted, still observe the violent rain.

    Going around, Han Dong seems to have returned to the days before the college entrance examination. In addition to practicing martial arts, there is no other distracting thoughts.

    Classmates gathered together and refused.

    Go out to work with my parents, occasionally two or three times.

    Even after practicing martial arts, I still practice piling.

    After concentrating, when perseverance and perseverance are established, there is no distraction in mind. When it is not troubled by common things, Han Dong’s martial arts progress also shows a terrible leap.

……

    The first is the technique of violent rain.

    Originally, the two fists can have a punch to show the degree of meaning, and turn into a success rate of nine out of ten. As long as Han Dong gives a punch, he can basically make a meaning.

    The skill of the game has greatly increased the strength of Han Dong.

    If you encounter a grade of cheap cloth, you will be able to knock it out with a punch.

……

    Followed by the second grade.

    The strength and blood in the body gradually filled, making Han Dong feel full, and there is a illusion of being down-to-earth. It is no longer far from the peak of the second product.

    As for the strength of the body, it has long been impossible to estimate.

    When Han Dong went to the Hongluwu Pavilion and used a little bit of internal strength, there was a terrible force of nearly two thousand pounds. If it broke out, it would be difficult to speculate.

……

    The last is the heart and concept.

    Han Dong is more aware of his current dependence, which is the strength of martial arts.

    If he is not a martial artist and has a qualification as a teacher, he is not qualified to add Gao Liangan's WeChat, and it is impossible for Dong District to help his father Han Wenzhi's business.

    As for interpersonal communication, he does not have to worry about entanglement.

    As long as you are strong, you don't have to worry about how much you owe, because he will eventually have extraordinary force to match these. Moreover, living in today's society can't avoid communicating with people. It is impossible to cut all relationships and live alone.

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    Late July, midsummer.

    Slag.

    The birds in the early morning hovered over the green trees of the community, and sometimes screamed twice, announcing the dawn.

    In the neat and tidy community, there are occasional residents getting up and doing morning exercises, or running around, and two or three cars, starting up and driving out of the community.

    Han Dong's bedroom.

    Snoring.

    Snoring.

    The slightly low wheezing sound, the rich and powerful force, is the East of the full version of the anode pile.

    His eyes are black and white, and they are clearer and clearer than before. Just like a jade after polishing, it contains indestructible beliefs. Compared with the clear eyes, his face is thin and sweaty, obviously reaching the limit.

    The anode pile was practiced for too long, and Han Dong could not hold it.

    Snoring!

    Han Dong loosened the pile and slowly spit out a breath. It seemed to be like a strong airflow, and his eyes were exhausted. His eyes were very good and sturdy: "The piles for nearly three hours have a good effect. I will first practice with the teacher, and then go to Wenxi to go to the private collection. ”

    His life has been relatively regular in recent days.

    Basically composed of familiar techniques, looking for gray airflow, practicing the full version of the anode pile, three essential parts, occupying all the time.

    Hey.

    Hey.

    Han Dong walked back and forth, while moving his fists and feet, dredging a slightly tight muscle.

    Between the hustle and bustle, the lower legs are like flowing water, blood and blood flow, the body's strength is like the majestic boulder under the earth, laying a thick foundation, containing terrible strength.

    The power in the body is like a source of endless life.

    Fortunately, there is a tempering of Ning Mo, otherwise Han Dong himself is very difficult to master such a terrible body strength.

    It’s very powerful.

    Three thousand giants are even more arrogant.

    And now the level of power, at least eight kilograms or more, even reaching 10,000 pounds is not allowed.

    In the eyes of Han Dong, he thought about it: "The teacher respects the words, and the product is condensed with blood and strength, and it is barely called the basic force. When encountering monsters and ghosts, there is also the power of self-protection."

    "I am a second product, but I am better than one."

    "Even if a piece of force is so solid, it can't stop me from slap."

    This is not arrogance, but a conviction of the strength of the body, and the increase in the violent rain, must be far more than a common product.

    Indulge in a moment.

    Han Dong looked at his own palms, slowly tightened, and his eyes were clear and clear: "The recent tempering of the masters has always been a slap in the face, and now it is time to release the real power."

    "The World of Martial Arts -"

    "I should be qualified to get in touch."

……

    Morning time.

    On a hot summer day, the sky is high above the sky, clear and cloudless, and hot.

    The parks along the Yuntong River have few tourists. Only the birds and the summer screams scream, and in a secluded corner, the woods surround, with an open space in the middle.

    Hey.

    Ning Mo snorkeled and smoked his eyes and picked up his eyes.

    Han Dong practiced as usual, familiar with the violent rain, but unlike the past, after he warmed up, he looked at the master.

    He is confident and determined his strength.

    The two products are not qualified to contact the martial arts world, but they are different. When the strength of the body reaches an unimaginable level, breaking the grade is also a matter of course.

    "What, what."

    Ning Mo lifted his eyelids and asked faintly.

    Han Dong's mouth outlines a smile, arms stretched to the sides, and immediately rested in front of the body in a coincident posture, the right foot step forward, the lower plate slightly curved, like an unstoppable mountain.

    "Master."

    His eyes are wide-eyed and high-spirited: "The disciple thought that he was already qualified to contact the martial arts world, and he also asked the teacher to test the school."

    Hey.

    Ning Mo took a cigarette and pulled his eyelids: "Oh, is it?" I want to know who is giving you confidence. ”

    Han Donglang said: "Please respect the school."

    "Interesting and interesting."Ning Mo pulled away from the folds of the old face, indifferently looking up, not seeing the slightest anger: "That lets you first shot. Don't blame the teacher for not giving you a chance. If you lose, you are ready to stay in bed for half a month. ”

    "Alright!"

    Han Dong gave a low drink and his right leg began to tighten, mobilizing all the strength in the body.

    For this moment, he has been preparing for a long time, and the increasingly sophisticated violent rain and fall, coupled with the horrible body power, is his dependence. Moreover, the violent rain and fall of this technique is more suitable for Han Dong than other techniques, allowing him to exert his inner strength to the fullest.

    Hey!

    Han Dong’s right foot plunged into the mud, and the muscles bounced, exploding an incomparable force, like the arrow of the string, and the spirit was concentrated, rushing to Ning Mo.

    At this moment, it seems like a car that is galloping at a high speed.

    Even the fallen leaves on the ground of the park are flying, and the spot of the sprinkling leaves illuminates the Han Dong, which looks like a cheetah. The distance of 20 meters is instantaneous.

    was

    Han Dong gave a low voice, and the body's power spurted out. Through the violent rain, a straight punch with an acceleration was shot at the time, and the blue short sleeves hit the wind.

    "The momentum is good."

    Ning Mo faintly commented.

    The pleated old face was still indifferent, and the mouth took a sigh of relief, sucking out the cigarettes, followed by the thin arms and lifting them up. It seemed to lift the cockroaches. It seemed to be a single whip and flew Han Dong’s straight punch.

    Pa

    A soft bang, straight punched upwards.

    Han Dong’s eyes passed through the fine mans, and he controlled the right fist that flew upwards. The center of gravity was lifted and lowered, and the strength of his body was assembled on the right fist, and he fell wildly and boundlessly.

    Suddenly, Ning Mo left the left foot forward, and the right leg was like a dragon to the sea, playing directly to Han Dong’s abdomen, without mercy.

    If you hit the belly of an ordinary person, you will not be killed or seriously injured.

    "The rain falls!"

    Han Dong has a strong body and blood flow.

    That right fist carries the whistling wind, first come first, so that Han Dong seems to be a little shorter, strong right fist 砸 Ning Mo away from the foot, 汹汹力道, strong stop kick, let Ning Mo away from the eyes flash A horror.

    Han Dong did not retreat!

    In the past, when Ning Mo left his leg, Han Dong couldn't stop it. He could only dodge.

    Between the electric and the Flint, Han Dong relies on the strength of the body, slamming down, and slamming the fists by the power of ascending, like a tiger, the body is leaning forward, the center of gravity is placed in the front half, and it gathers on the double fist.

    Hey!

    The endless twins are like a downpour.

    The fists with horrible strengths are full of raindrops, as fast as the wind, without any trace of hesitation and stagnation, colliding with the thin arms of Ning Mo from the violent collision.

    It is impenetrable and continuous.

    If there are ordinary people who witness it, I am afraid I can’t see Han Dong’s punch.

    "Snoring!"

    Han Dong breathed symmetrical, hitting more than 30 straight punches in one breath, and his body fell backwards. His feet were once again rooted in the soil, and the lower plate was as steady as a boulder.

    "Good boy."

    Ning Mo was faintly praised, and his right foot was about to be lifted up.

    However, Han Dong slammed into the mud, and his legs suddenly fell to the mud. With the power of the bombs, and with a lot of tyrannical power, he slammed the left fist, and the right foot slammed against Ning Mo.

    Pa

    Ning Mo rushed from the palm of his hand and blocked Han Dong’s left fist. His shoulders also fell and he hit Han Dong.

    Hey!

    A loud and screaming noise.

    It’s like a speeding car colliding with a huge force, cracking Han Dong’s short-sleeved shoulders – blue cloth strips, bursting!

    The forces of this magnitude collide, even if Ning Mo has not yet used the real power, it is above the top of the product. The second product can't stop it, but Han Dongjun is the second product. It is only a trembling, returning to normal, close to the body. hit.

    There is no fixed move in the violent rain.

    Implication is the only fundamental, specific tactics, all need to change from time to time.

    Han Dong’s eyes are getting clearer and clearer, and the desire for the martial arts world turns into blazing emotions, and the fists and whistles are ringing, endless, fierce and violent.

    The left and right squats, cross-hatch elbows, smashed and pushed, madly hit.

    Just like the blue sky covered by dark clouds, after all, there was a gust of wind and rain, coming to the world, and the mighty.

    Just at this time.

    Han Dong pulled out the neutral position and retired, only half a step back, but it showed a momentum that the dark clouds are re-agglomerating. It seems that the real concept of the black cloud is crushing the city, and there is only one passionate thought in the eyes - no effort regret!

    Bang!

    The power in the body is constantly rushing, like a stream flowing into a waterfall.

    With the incomparably arrogant force, as the basis, supplemented by the violent rain, and the power of the two feet, the first step is the outbreak of the feet, the violently smashed the dirty sports shoelaces, and the sneakers that have just worn half a week. Gush up.

    Immediately, it is the legs, waist, and shoulders.

    Along this lap, Han Dong slammed half and leaned halfway, his right arm crossed the elbow, and at the moment, it seemed to complete the accelerated vehicle, and he rushed to the front of Ningmo.

    "Master!"

    "You also give me a half step back!"

    Han Dong tried his best and no distraction, no effort.

    Normally, the strength of the cohesiveness between the first product and the second product is huge, but Han Dong’s internal strength is too strong, and the living is making up for the weakness of the power dispersion.

    "Hong!"

    A loud noise echoed the surrounding woods.

    There are even a few leaves that are getting yellow and yellow, and they are falling, turning around and falling into the air.

    Ning Mo's pleated old face, filled with horror, repeatedly wants to lift the right foot before stepping, unconsciously, it is already half a step back.