Chapter 6

"The third level of Huxiao fist, it's finally practiced!"

Looking at the crisscross fist marks on the ground, Luo Feng's face showed a smile.

Huxiao boxing is worthy of the Yellow level middle martial arts. It's more than ten times more difficult to cultivate than leopard boxing. Even with Luo Feng's insight, it took nearly six days to cultivate Huxiao boxing to the third level, which is still a long way from the fourth level.

Luo Feng is very satisfied with the result. No one else in the class should catch up with him.

The vitality in the body is affected by Huxiao fist, as if boiling, and it is constantly rolling. Luo Feng takes a deep breath and converges his breath. He only feels that his spleen is slightly swollen and some of them are slightly hot. His eyes are suddenly widened and his eyes are flashing with surprise.

"How can it be so fast that it is about to break through to the middle stage of practice?"

Luo Feng's eyes were a little startled.

It takes nearly a month for an ordinary martial artist to be promoted from the early stage to the middle stage. However, it takes only six days for him to enter the stage, which is really a great progress!

"Try my strength now!"

Luo Feng reacts, takes a deep breath, urges the vital energy in the body, drinks heavily and tramples on the ground with all his strength.

Boom!

As soon as the cliff was shaken, Luofeng's right foot fell into the rock half a foot, and the thick cracks, like spider webs, spread all around for ten meters.

"Here I'm afraid the strength of this foot is more than two thousand jin! " Luo Feng looks at his masterpiece with shocked eyes.

The power of this attack is close to the warrior in the later stage of the power training!

When he woke up, Luo Feng's eyes immediately showed ecstasy.

There are still two days left. We should be able to break through the middle stage of practice. Then we can further improve our strength! The power is expected to exceed 2500 Jin!

"Lin Hui, you humiliated me that day. This time, I will defeat you in front of the whole class!"

Luo Feng clenched his fists tightly, and recalled the scornful eyes of Lin Xiaoxiao and Lin Hui when they looked at themselves a few days ago. They breathed a little faster, and their eyes were awe inspiring.

Recovered from the excitement, Luo Feng looked around and the cliff was devastated by the fist wind, which was totally different.

"I originally wanted to take advantage of these two days to go to the martial arts hall to choose a light martial art, and then cultivate Huxiao fist to the state of Dacheng. It seems that this matter must be put off for a while, and we should first break through the state to the middle of the state of practice." Luo Feng said to himself.

These days, he practiced Huxiao boxing, and gradually realized the difference between Huxiao boxing and ordinary yellow level middle class boxing.

Huxiao boxing seems simple, but it integrates the momentum into the moves. It's like an angry dragon and a fierce tiger. It has a domineering momentum of the world.

Luo Feng spent six days to cultivate Huxiao fist to the third level. Originally, he wanted to cultivate Huxiao fist to a great success, but he found that the fourth level of Huxiao fist was not simple.

It seems that there are still some things lacking in the fourth part of Huxiao boxing, which can't give full play to its real power.

Luo Feng recalled the picture when Ji Wuyue used Huxiao fist on that day. With his extraordinary comprehension, he finally figured out that in order to cultivate Huxiao fist to the fourth level, he had to cooperate with the lightness skill. The remaining two days were obviously not enough.

"It's not early today. Come here first. Continue to practice tomorrow. " Luo Feng looks up at the sky and prepares to go down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, Luo Feng recalled the changes of Huxiao fist in his heart. When he passed through a dense forest, his ears suddenly moved slightly.

He heard a faint roar of the tiger coming from afar, and a faint whine mingled with it.

"This is the sound of practicing Huxiao fist."

Luo Feng has been practicing Huxiao fist day and night for several days. He has heard the sound for thousands of times. He can distinguish it with a little listening.

"It's true that someone is practicing Huxiao fist. The voice is familiar. I don't know who it is..." Hesitated for a while, Luo Feng couldn't help being curious, turned around and leaned in the direction of the voice.

Through the dense forest, the vision is suddenly bright. In front of it is a water pool formed by a mountain spring, surrounded by thin clouds, full of vitality.

"It's a good place to practice."

Luo Feng saw the beautiful scenery in front of him, praised him, leaned up carefully, came to the back of a huge tree, and looked into the water pool.

Beside the water pool, a young girl in a light blue dress is practicing boxing. The sound of tiger roaring is continuous in the fierce fighting wind. It is tiger roaring fist that is practised!

"Ice is blue..."

Luo Feng looked at the blue figure and his eyes quivered.

The figure beside the water pool has short blue hair that looks like the ocean color. The figure is a little thin, but has great momentum. A pair of blue pupils flash like sapphire. A pair of jade legs are long and powerful, which makes the whole person clean and neat. It's bingrulan, the monitor of Yinyue class.

"Tut Tut, this girl is really beautiful. Her pupils are blue. I heard that she has the blood of Beihai Xi people. I don't know if it's true."

Luo Feng looked at the figure of ice if blue, especially the long and beautiful legs, which are fat if they have more points and thin if they have less points, and couldn't help but admire a few words.

Bing Ruolan, one of the three beauties in Ziyang college, is known as the jade leg fairy in private.

Ice is like water on the blue side, with short light blue hair floating slightly. The fist looks weak. Each fist can bring out sharp wind breaking sound. It is domineering. The calm lake is swept by the fist wind.

After several punches, Bing Ruolan's momentum has reached the peak. She shows her eyebrows and raises her figure slightly. Her right fist is like a dragon getting out of trouble. A move of "angry tiger goes out of the hole" is shot forward cleanly.

Bang!

A strange scene appeared. The air in front of the blue body of ice twisted like a broken mirror. The sound of the water appeared. A white wave mark appeared on the pool. It was only gradually dissipated after pulling out nearly ten meters.

"Hungry tiger turns back!" It is a tender rebuke again. The ice is like a blue tongue bursting into spring thunder. With the right foot as the fulcrum, the whole person rotates for half a circle, and the left fist passes through an arc trace and smashes in front of the body.

Wuwu

The punch seemed to hit a big clock. The dull sound burst out for several miles. Even Luo Feng felt the air shake violently.

"What a terrible power! The power of this attack is ten times higher than me! This is the strength of the four realms of hardness and softness! "

Luo Feng felt the power of those two fists and couldn't help licking his lips.

At the same time, Luo Feng was shocked in his heart.

Bingruolan's angry tiger went out of the hole and hungry tiger turned around just now. Although the power is not weak, there are two obvious mistakes, which weaken the momentum a lot.

"Not yet!" Bingruolan had already detected Luofeng. He stopped and looked at the huge tree where Luofeng was hiding.

Luo Feng also knew that he could not hide from the other side. He grabbed his head and stood out from behind the trunk.

"Luofeng! What are you doing here? " Ice if blue see is Luo Feng, Leng for a while.

"I happened to pass by here. When I heard the voice, I came to have a look. I didn't expect that the monitor was practicing here." Luo Feng looks at bingruo blue, hesitates, thinking about whether to tell bingruo blue the mistake in Huxiao fist.

Ice if blue see Luo Feng eye has a color, think Luo Feng is in for and Lin Hui's agreement is difficult, said: "Luo Feng, there are two days is martial arts training class, how are you prepared?"

Luo Feng was stunned and immediately understood what Bing ruolun meant. He nodded and smiled: "it's almost there. Lin Hui is not my opponent. "

Ice is blue.

She thought that Luo summit would be soft, so she could persuade Luo Feng to go to Ji Wuyue and apologize to Lin Hui. This was the end of the matter. But I didn't expect that Luo Feng's answer would be like this. For a while, I didn't know how to open my mouth.

"why should I be so brave? It's not myself who will suffer the loss at that time..." Bing Ruolan looks at Luo Feng's persistent eyes, knowing that there is no room for persuasion, sighs at the bottom of his heart, and there is a color of regret in his eyes.

"Squad leader, did you just practice Huxiao fist?" Luo Feng didn't notice bingruolan's face. Bingruolan was kind to him last time. Luo Feng decided to tell him about Huxiao fist.

"Well. I just reached the second level. " Ice if blue nodded, bright eyes in some small satisfied.

Bing Ruolan has been detected as a child that her soul power is not strong, but her martial arts insight is very outstanding. In a few days, she has reached the second level of the cultivation of Huxiao fist, a middle-class martial art of Huang level, which is very rare.

Ice if blue self-confidence, the whole courtyard in the understanding of no one can match their own.

Luo Feng paused for a while and said directly, "monitor, there are two mistakes in the Huxiao boxing you just practiced."

"Well What! Wrong? "

Ice if blue is nodded first, react to come over immediately, frown to look at Luo Feng, on the face is taking faint sullen color, qualitative ask: "where is wrong?"

She has always been proud of her insight. Now she is suddenly told that her way of cultivation is not right. Besides, she is still the student with the lowest score in the class. Bingruolan can't help being angry.

Luo Feng ignored the slight anger on bingruo's blue face and calmly went on:

"Huxiao fist is important for momentum, and it pays attention to the unity of fist and intention. When you were just practicing, you didn't match your breath with your fist, and you deliberately restrained your momentum. You were not decisive enough, and your fist was not direct enough. You lost the artistic conception of Huxiao fist dominating all directions. "

Ice if the breath of blue slightly promote, condensate eyebrow to look at Luo Feng, angry way: "how do you know!"

"I just pointed out the mistakes in your cultivation. Believe it or not, whatever you want." Having said that, Luo Feng didn't want to explain anything. He said a light sentence. He didn't wait for Bing Ruo Lan to answer, but turned away.

"Pretend!"

Bing Ruolan looks at Luo Feng's distant figure and mutters angrily, only when Luo Feng is bragging.

Bingruolan is the first master of Yinyue class, while Luofeng's strength has always been at the bottom of Yinyue class.

No one will believe that Luo Feng can see the shortcomings of ice like blue cultivation.

I wanted to forget what I had just done as a joke and ignore it. Somehow, Luo Feng's confident eyes flashed in bingruolan's mind. He hesitated for a moment. There was a shred of cunning in his eyes. Looking at Luo Feng's distant figure, he said angrily:

"well, if you look like that, I'll practice according to the method you said. It won't work. I'll find you again!"