Chapter 12 Looking at oneself in the mirror, becoming a master! (5200)
Xu Xing used the banner of his master not just to fake traces of the Japanese pirates' assassination.
More importantly, he wanted to use this to lay out his own identity and muddy the waters.
Xu Tafa, the master of the Tide-raising Pavilion, killed two high-ranking and third-grade men in a row with one move. He was so fierce and domineering that he became famous in the world as a disciple of Yue Danhai and a coastal bandit.
After Xu Xing returned to Chun'an, some of the medicinal materials he used for practice were bought from Lao Guo, and some were stolen from pirates by traveling to the coastal areas at night.
However, since he bumped into Zhu Polong, a great master, and was seriously injured, he has been much more cautious.
This part of the gangster's experience serves as a footnote to increase the authenticity of the identity of "pirate pirate Xu Tafa".
Xu Qingdao, the "human massacre" who once shocked the northern martial arts world, can reveal the identity of Xu Wei's nephew. He joined the army based on his military exploits and helped Hu Zongxian and Qi Jiguang.
With the dual identities of one dark and one bright, a thief and an official, Xu Xing will have more ways to deal with complex situations in the future.
After arranging all these things with Shen Yishi and asking them to take Xiao Yu for treatment, Xu Xing left Zhuangzi and walked all the way at night to the Chao Chao Pavilion.
Because Xu Xian was too agile and fast, when he rushed back to the martial arts hall, Qi Dazhu and the group of prisoners had just arrived.
Xu Xing briefly explained the matter and asked Qi Dazhu and the others not to leave Chun'an in a hurry and wait for the development of the situation.
The reason he did something intense just now was because the situation was urgent. Since there is buffer time now, Xu Xing also plans to write a letter to his uncle first to explain the ins and outs before making any plans.
After listening to Xu Xing's story, Qi Dazhu breathed a sigh of relief, and his admiration for his master deepened.
When the road is uneven, he rises with his sword drawn, attacks in the starry night, cuts off his head and drinks wine, how happy is this?
As for the others, their expressions changed on the spot, not because of fear, but because of the excitement of getting revenge.
When they heard that Xu Xing had spared Ma Ningyuan's life to deal with the funeral arrangements, their excitement was uncontrollable. They all hugged each other and cried with joy.
However, after the men calmed down, they looked at each other for a while, still a little uneasy.
After all, those people in the prison can be said to have been wronged, but they were actually killed out of the prison. How could they go back?
Xu Xing saw their hesitation and just said:
"As for you all, I have also thought of a way to stabilize myself, but now is not the time. Please learn some boxing skills from me these days.
In today's current situation, it is always good to have a skill close to you. ”
Hearing this, those men were not happy at all. During the bloody battle to break out of the prison, they had all witnessed Xu Xingqian's army's invincible and domineering stick skills.
Now that I heard about the opportunity to learn such martial arts, I was naturally very excited.
After Xu Xing saw that everyone had settled down, he asked Qi Dazhu to lead them to find a place to sleep first and wait until they get up tomorrow.
He himself also needs to rest.
Although the great boxer is a powerful weapon on the battlefield, able to kill generals, capture flags, capture thieves and capture kings, he is still human after all.
Staying focused at all times also requires a huge amount of mental and physical energy. Even with Xu Xing's boxing skills, he felt tired and unsustainable after experiencing successive battles.
So, after he returned to the inner room, he quickly fell asleep.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Xu Xing saw the mottled ancient stone mirror again.
This time, he could clearly feel that this was not an illusion, but something real.
Xu Xing suddenly understood many things in his mind.
This way of communicating information is not through sounds or words, but it is more profound than what is heard and seen.
Xu Xing knew that this mirror was something he was born with, and it was also the driving force behind his journey to this world.
The stone mirror was originally an earth-shattering treasure, with all kinds of incredible magical effects. However, due to serious damage, it remained silent until now. It was not until Xu Xing stepped through the barrier of life and death that it manifested with the help of his mind.
When Xu Xing thought that his special golden finger came more than twenty years late, he felt a little bit dumbfounded.
However, when he discovered the function of this stone mirror, his emotions flew into the sky.
The stone mirror has been wandering around in the infinite world for an unknown amount of time. All its magical powers have disappeared, and Xu Xing needs to be restored.
The only magical power it has now is "shadow gathering", which can condense a ray of mirror image in a mirror that can be controlled by consciousness and completely refers to Xu Xing's body.
The number of times the mirror image manifests is linked to Xu Xing's mental strength. In his current state, he could manifest it up to three times a day, which would exhaust his mind.
This function might seem useless in the hands of others, but in the hands of a great boxer like Xu Xing, it represents infinite possibilities.
The subtleties and mysteries of the human body are difficult to describe clearly in words.
Although the top boxer claims to have trained his body four times and has perfect skin, flesh, muscles and bones, the details of his work cannot be perfect.
Moreover, the internal organs, the seven orifices, the intersection of qi, blood, and spirit are extremely sensitive and key positions. Once something goes wrong in the practice, you will go crazy on the spot, which is extremely dangerous.
Now, with this mirror image as his body, Xu Xing can put into practice all his ideas about martial arts training without fear of injury or madness.
You must know that behind the creation of every new martial arts, there are bound to be countless predecessors who died due to experiments, but Xu Xing can completely reduce this loss and replace it with mirror images.
What terrible efficiency is this?
If things go on like this, maybe he can really reach the legendary immortal state of being indestructible and impeccable!
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Three days later, inside the Tide Tide Hall.
Qi Dazhu was leading the group of prisoners to practice martial arts in the martial arts arena. There were roughly forty or fifty people who followed him out of the prison.
However, more than ten people died in the bloody battle, and in the end, only thirty-eight were left alive. Among them, only thirty had their limbs intact and could still practice martial arts.
Fortunately, these people are all people who have practiced martial arts several times and have a solid foundation. Otherwise, they would not dare to stand out and resist the government.
Moreover, after being tempered in a prison and a bloody battle, they knew the importance of boxing, and now they are almost crazy when practicing martial arts.
Even half of them were wearing medicine, bandages, and training with injuries. Qi Dazhu's inmate Li Dingyuan was among them.
His eyes also became firm, no longer as cowardly as before.
With the sounds of exhalation and heavy breathing, coupled with the heat emanating from more than thirty strong bodies, this martial arts arena is like a furnace that is constantly blowing.
And in this furnace, a strong and outstanding martial arts front is being forged!
But although the momentum they exuded was great, it was nothing compared to the terrifying noise coming from the distant mountains and forests.
The black shadows in the forest were chaotic, tumbling up and down, moving and attacking, and only one sharp scream could be heard. The scream was shrill, crazy, and extremely penetrating.
It was as if a hundred goshawks and a thousand falcons were using this place as a battlefield, biting and fighting like crazy.
The sound is like a tidal wave, one wave higher than the other, crashing repeatedly on the trees, branches and leaves, and the ground, echoing endlessly.
Qi Dazhu, who had the best hearing, felt that the sound seemed to have seeped into his body through his pores, shaking his skin, muscles, and bones. The hairs all over his body stood up, and a dense number of small pimples appeared on his skin.
That was where Xu Xing practiced.
Looking at the mountain forest, Qi Dazhu was inexplicably shocked.
After a bloody battle in prison and a life and death experience, Qi Dazhu felt that he only needed to consolidate for a while before he could reach the realm of a great boxer who could train himself. This was an extraordinary advancement.
But this kind of progress seems insignificant compared with Xu Xing.
Everyone in the world knows how difficult it is to make one step further.
But what Qi Dazhu feels now is that when he walked from ninety feet to one hundred feet, his master had actually grown two to three hundred feet!
This simply subverts the common sense of martial arts.
Thinking of this, Qi Dazhu relaxed and ignored the momentum coming from the other side, focusing only on his boxing skills.
The master is such a monster, how can I, as a disciple, embarrass him?
Qi Dazhu's feeling is absolutely correct.
Although only three days have passed, for Xu Xing, who holds the stone mirror in his hand, every day is an unknown transformation.
So far, he has "died suddenly" in the consciousness space nine times.
After these nine times of sudden death, Xu Xing has become quite proficient in Fa Jin, and has reached the honest and honest state of "the heaven is strong, the spring is tight, and the upper and lower are connected".
This is a completely extravagant practice that the ancestors of the Yue family could not imagine.
You must know that heaven is the center of the human brain. Successfully breaking through once does not mean that you will be worry-free in the future.
Every time you use energy, you must be very careful. If you are not careful, you will go insane and die. You only use it when you are desperate. Therefore, since ancient times, there haven’t been many descriptions of this way of generating energy. First of all, everyone’s experience is different and it is difficult to count.
Secondly, because it was too dangerous, many seniors had no time to leave records and died in the next practice.
But Xu Xing was able to practice martial arts with his life without any scruples. If he left a few "human lives" aside, his progress would naturally be rapid.
Even those great masters in ancient times who had studied "heavenly power" for a lifetime and were lucky enough to survive, compared with him now, they were at most a little different, but the intensity was different.
In addition to studying Tianting Fajin, Xu Xing also studied the "Continuous Short Play" booklet left by Lei Bin.
He took the opportunity to apply the methods of skin refining and meat refining recorded in it to his own martial arts system, checking for any omissions and filling in the gaps.
Even if they are both methods of refining skin and refining flesh, there are slight differences between them. Skin, flesh, muscles and bones are said to be refining from the outside, but in fact, they are refining from the outside to the inside.
When you practice the skin membrane to the deepest level, you are refining the pores and acupuncture points all over the body. Refining the meat and refining the muscles are two aspects of the same thing. When you practice to the end, it is said to be refining the internal organs, but in fact it is refining the blood and qi.
Xu Xingneng worked from the inside out, from the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, to infer the internal organs, cleanse the marrow and cut the bones, which shows that he has begun to understand the secret of the master's body, locking the five internal organs, and converging vitality.
But just having the realm of body refining is not a true master.
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If you want to achieve such an achievement, you must also combine people and fist seals, fists and heaven seals, and refine the unique fist spirit.
This is why, as soon as Xu Xing saw Lian Rope, he could tell that he was a great boxer who failed to challenge the Grand Master.
Because that unique spiritual temperament cannot be hidden.
In the eyes of the Wu family, the human body is a small world. If you want to be your own "God" and grasp the subtle changes in every part of your body, you naturally need a more sensitive spirit.
This step is even more dangerous than the pain of physical training.
After all, physical damage can be replenished with the help of medicine, but mental injuries have always been difficult to recover from.
In the history of martial arts, countless great boxers fell down at this level, went crazy, and turned into idiots.
In fact, Xu Xing had completed training four times two years ago and became a peak boxer.
But the reason why he has been unable to break through the pass is because the meaning of Dapeng Mingwang in Yue Jiasan's hand is really not suitable for him.
Yue Jia Sanshou is Yue Wumu's boxing technique, which naturally contains his strong ambition to "clean up the old mountains and rivers and fight towards the sky".
Although Yue Duhai is a bandit, he is a loyal heir and his feelings remain the same.
Therefore, he was able to realize Yue Wumu's devotion to the country and his unrequited ambition in the Southeast China Sea disaster where Japanese pirates ravaged him, and he nurtured his own boxing skills and became a master.
But Xu Xing is not this kind of person.
Of course Xu Xing had the heroic ambition to drive out the Tartars, but more than the Japanese pirates, he hated the emperor who amassed money without caring about the lives of the people.
Yue Duhai had lamented before that Xu Xing's lawless and taboo-free knight-errant temperament was too strong, and it was not suitable to learn the Yue family's Sanshou boxing.
Therefore, Xu Xing has long been determined to develop a boxing technique that suits his own character.
In the past, when he went north to practice boxing, he had learned the essence of more than a dozen types of eagle-claw and eagle-shaped Kung Fu, including Xingyi Eagle Catch, Tantric Eagle Claw, Shaolin Dali Eagle Claw Kungfu, and Eagle Claw Fanzi Fist, as his foundation.
Now that he has crossed the threshold of life and death, and has the stone mirror in hand to assist in the deduction of martial arts, Xu Xing naturally wants to succeed in one fell swoop and completely create this martial arts.
Suddenly, all the black shadows merged into one and stopped suddenly, just like an eagle constricting its wings, shaking its body, and turning into a human form with a "swish".
In the middle of the entire forest, there was a large pit that was almost half a person deep. After Xu Xing's vigorous pedaling in the past few days, the soil had been deeply dented. It was as smooth as a mirror and harder than iron.
After Xu Xing landed in a "eagle fluttering feathers" position, the air around him was still surging wildly, spinning and exploding, making a crackling sound like a dense cloud.
Almost all the trees within a radius of one foot were blown to the point where their branches were swaying and dust was flying.
If Xu Xing had such physical skills when he fought out of the prison, he would not need to use his hands at all. He could knock down a large number of sergeants just by relying on the strength of his muscles and the strong wind he brought.
This is the realm of "Bu Gang" in boxing.
There is a saying in the martial arts of "slowly pulling up the frame and fast punching", which means that the changes in boxing skills should be integrated into the movements of muscles and bones, which can not only protect life, but also better understand boxing techniques.
But Xu Xing completely went against common sense. He quickly put on airs and punched quickly, and forced himself into the small space to interpret the dangerous momentum of a life-and-death fight.
Normally, Xu Xing would not continue until he reached this point in order to preserve his energy, but today, he felt that his eyebrows were getting hot, so he simply changed his stance.
Xu Xing half-squats, steps forward and back, cuts the shins and grinds the thighs, grabs the ground with five fingers, overlaps the tiger's mouth with his hands, forming a cross shape, separates the palms of the fingers, and curls up the palms into four indentations. It is condensed every inch, but it is not released.
Crouching and crouching, Xu Xing seemed to reveal his true form from his body, transforming into a huge falcon with folded wings and crouched body, its toes and claws hooked on the branches, its sharp eyes patrolling the ground, searching for prey, seeming to pounce but not pounce, ready to go.
This is the eagle-catching posture that one has in mind. As the saying goes, "The eagle's grasp is inseparable from the grasp, and the tiger's pounce is inseparable from the momentum." This refers to this frame.
There is a secret to this style, which is to practice the grasping power of the five fingers of both hands. When grabbing with both hands, there should be a feeling of "hating the sky without a handle"
If there is a ring in the sky, you should grasp it with both hands, catch it with all your strength, and tear the sky down!
When Xu Xingpan came to this position, he naturally thought about the idea of "hate the sky without any control" and became very emotional.
With a surge of hatred, he suddenly thought of the miserable scenes he had seen in the prison before, and the flame in his chest burned again.
The fire was like a string of beads, connecting Xu Xing's past and present.
Every successful boxing master has an exciting past, and Xu Xing is no exception.
How can one cultivate a mind-blowing spirit and develop harmonious boxing skills without experiencing the torrent of secular life?
He studied, practiced boxing and martial arts, became a master in martial arts, traveled north, angrily killed the government officials who were killing the people, and killed the Tatars who plundered the people. After returning to the southeast, he killed the Japanese pirates who plundered the coast.
Finally, just a few days ago, they stormed the prison openly and killed Zheng Michang and He Maocai, two high-ranking officials of the third grade who did not take human life seriously.
Looking back like this, Xu Xing discovered that even though he loved and cherished life, he had caused a lot of murders in the past twenty years and was covered with murderous sins.
But even though his hands were full of blood, Xu Xing felt extremely happy in his heart without any burden. There was even a trace of regret in this happiness.
A poem suddenly occurred to him.
"Unfortunately, my swordsmanship is poor and my extraordinary achievements cannot be accomplished."
Although Xu Xing didn't know who was better in boxing between Jing Ke and himself in this world.
But after the situation in the southeast calmed down, he really wanted to go to Beijing alone to see what the emperor who was said to have not been in court for more than twenty years and only focused on alchemy and Taoism had cultivated.
Xu Xing wanted to know more, could these things help him escape with his life?
Thinking of this, Xu Xing's mind suddenly became clear, and his aura suddenly increased, rising endlessly.
The heavenly energy on his forehead was connected with the springs flowing in the soles of his feet, which penetrated up and down, and his muscles were tense.
The energy and blood were accumulated to the limit, and then suddenly burst out. His hands sank down, and the strength penetrated the tip joints, chopping, grabbing and tearing from top to bottom.
Unknowingly, Xu Xing's eagle-catching gesture already had the aura of a great roc spreading its wings and hating the sky.
It seems that once he flutters his wings and flies up ninety thousand miles, he will gather the sky in his wings, cover the sky and the sun, and mix the blue sky.
After closing his hand, Xu Xing's own master's fist force was formed unconsciously.
He turned back and looked at the martial arts hall, feeling emotional in his heart.
Since you can't be a golden-winged king who serves the country loyally and cleanses the world, then you can be a great sage Huntian who assassinates kings and kills kings, who takes pleasure in everything he does.
At this time, Shen Yishi came to the entrance of the tide building with Xiao Yu. Behind him, there were some servants carrying two large boxes.
Just as they were about to knock on the door, Xu Xing fell from the sky with a violent sound of wind and landed in front of them.
Shen Yishi was not surprised by his performance. In his eyes, with Xu Xing's level of boxing skills, everything he did was normal.
Xiaoyu felt the domineering momentum on his body, her breath tightened, she suddenly raised her head and exclaimed:
"Grandmaster?!"
Xu Xing smiled slightly:
"The heat is still light, it's funny."
(End of chapter)