Chapter 1692

A year's plan is in spring, and a day's plan is in the morning.

In the eyes of the citizens of Zhonghang City, getting up at five o'clock in the morning is a healthy activity. I don't know why there is such a concept, but it has penetrated into everyone's heart, especially the elderly.

Shen Yuanjia got up at five in the morning as usual. After washing, he took the radio to the park. He likes to fight in quiet places. He likes to immerse himself in his martial arts world.

When he came to the innermost grove, Shen Yuanjia put the radio on top of the stone and lifted his hands up. Take a breath and then slowly spit it out.

Before practicing boxing, you have to be prepared, relax and be familiar with the air around you. With this kind of premise preparation, boxing can get twice the result with half the effort.

Qiyun Dantian, left fist hook out

A voice rang out on the radio, and Shen Yuanjia began to follow the sound. After the horse step, he swings his left fist and then his right fist, which is full of strength.

Hu ~

Lin Fan in the small forest spits out a mouthful of turbid gas. After a night's meditation, the peak of dark strength was stabilized.

When you clench your fist, you can feel the power clearly. After stretching and loosening his bones, Lin Fan poured a glass of red wine again.

Drink, drink.

Just after drinking two mouthfuls, I heard the sound of drinking outside, as if someone was practicing martial arts. It was already six o'clock in the morning, and the sky was already slightly bright.

Pack up things out of the woods, Lin fan saw someone outside boxing. He is about 50 years old. He is wearing a Tai Chi suit and has a cheering voice every time he performs boxing.

After looking at the red wine in the glass, Lin Fan didn't rush to leave. With his back against the tree trunk beside him, he tasted red wine and watched the middle-aged man fight.

Shen Yuanjia left, right, forward and backward, when a set of boxing after the time also passed half an hour. After wiping the sweat on his forehead, he felt comfortable all over.

Suddenly he saw Lin Fan with his back against the tree trunk, drinking red wine and watching him practice boxing?

"Young man, drinking early in the morning is bad for your health."

His hands slowly took a breath, Shen Yuanjia said: "don't pay attention to your body when you are young. When you are old, you can't have good health problems."

"Thank you for reminding me. It's my first time to drink in the morning. It's just fresh."

Lin Fan shook the red wine glass, and then drank the last mouthful of wine left in the glass into his stomach: "uncle, I think you just fought, and your fists are full of wind. Should you be strong?"

"Young man, you have good eyesight. I can break a tree with this punch."

After loosening his shoulder and hand bones, Shen Yuanjia was very proud to point to the tree with the thickness of the bowl beside him: "like this tree, I can break with one punch, but I am a practitioner."

"Is it so powerful, uncle? Would you mind showing it to me?"

With a flip of the palm of his hand, he put the red wine cup into xumijie. Lin Fan said with great interest: "let me open my eyes, or let me expand my knowledge."

"You're lucky today, young man."

Shen Yuanjia, who has always been confident in his own strength, will certainly not miss this opportunity to express himself. In his mind, what can be performed must be performed.

Qi transports the elixir field, stabs the footwall firmly, accumulates the strength and makes the right fist