Chapter 47: Broken bones are recast in order not to break down, and the disability will cause headaches (6400)
After hearing what Xu Xing said, Hu Zongxian and others looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.
Xu Xing persuaded them with just one sentence.
"I also have a friend who has also achieved the path of sincerity and has become a master."
After hearing the news, Lu Fang made a decisive decision.
"Okay, let's do it."
As a Grand Master, he deeply understands what it means to have an additional Grandmaster-level combat power at this juncture.
Xu Xingzhi raised his head and asked again:
"I heard that many Southeastern boxers have come to help out recently. Are there any good fighters among them who can join us?"
Although over the years, due to various policies of the imperial court, the Southeast Military Academy had colluded with Zhu Tiandu and Zhu Polong, and it was unclear, but when the thirty-six ships united to unite with the Japanese slaves and formally launched an army, the internal affairs of the martial arts were still Split was inevitable.
Some of the boxers who had long been resentful towards the imperial court agreed to Zhu Polong's conditions and simply took this opportunity to completely rebel. They played a great role in the Battle of Xiangshan.
There is also another group of boxers who despise this kind of traitorous behavior and defect to the Taizhou government to support Hu Zongxian, the pillar of the southeast.
When Xu Xing was cheating on the sea, he had already figured out all the large and small islands in the southeastern sea.
Therefore, he also knew that Aobei Island was not a big place and was covered with dense forests and rugged mountains and rocks. It was difficult to deploy a large force. If he wanted to land on the island to fight, he had to streamline his manpower.
The folk customs in the southeast have been fierce since ancient times, martial arts prevailed, and there were many boxers. Even if there were only a few, there should be crouching tigers, hidden dragons inside. Xu Xing wanted to select a group of people from them to participate in the battle of Aobei Island.
When Xu Xing mentioned this, even Lu Fang showed a rare expression of embarrassment.
Hu Zongxian took the initiative and explained:
"Although these righteous men have been here for a while, and Eunuch Lu personally screened them to ensure that there is no fine work in them, they are really... not easy to control."
Xu Xing glanced at Lu Fang again and then understood.
These boxers are all people with temperaments and personalities. Although they gather together for the same goal, over time, some friction will inevitably occur.
Logically speaking, as long as we fight side by side a few times, this kind of problem can be easily solved.
However, the confrontation between Thirty-Six Ships and Taizhou has become serious. In the past two months, no major fighting has broken out, and these boxers have no chance to get along.
To put it bluntly, it is because there is no one who can be called the "martial arts leader" and can completely control this group of people and twist them into a rope.
Although Lu Fang has this ability, he is still a member of the palace, and he took the lead in the investigation of the southeast and the compilation of "Wuzhilu".
Therefore, no matter how good his boxing skills are, these boxers will not buy his fault.
Lu Fang also took into account her own identity and was unwilling to intervene rashly. After a while, the matter came to a standstill.
After understanding the whole story, Xu Xing suddenly said:
"How long is the date Zhu Laolong has set for the alliance?"
Xu Wei replied:
"Five days."
Xu Xing nodded and looked into the distance.
"That's enough. The school ground is over there. I'll go there."
When he brought people out from Taizhou, Xu Xing already knew the specific location of the Taizhou camp.
Moreover, with Xu Xing's current level of boxing, even if there is no one to guide him, he can just use his mind to sense it, and he can detect the condensed beacon fire military aura in the dark.
This "qi" is not the essence, and only masters with profound spiritual practice can detect it.
Hu Zongxian looked at Xu Xing's current appearance and hesitated to speak. Xu Wei knew that he could not persuade him, so he simply turned away, neither supporting nor opposing.
Lu Fang took a deep look at Xu Xing and said in a deep voice:
"You are from Jianghu, you have no official status, and you have superb boxing skills. You are indeed suitable to lead them..."
For some reason, everyone present felt that there was an unprecedented pressure in Lu Fang's words, sweeping over them like an overwhelming force.
After speaking, the internal minister said no more and walked away.
Hu Zongxian didn't know why, but Xu Xing and Xu Wei's uncle and nephew looked at each other and understood what Lu Fang meant.
The internal minister was afraid that Xu Xing would take the opportunity to win over the hearts of the Southeast martial arts practitioners. After Zhu Tiandu was defeated, he would take advantage of the situation and become the next Prince Baolong.
Xu Wei knew in his heart that when the war in the southeast ended, he was afraid that Eunuch Lu would be the first to target Xu Xing.
——It's even possible that we won't be able to wait until the war ends.
After obtaining the consent of the three people, Xu Xing turned the wheelchair and wanted to drive to the school ground. At this time, Li Shizhen finally couldn't sit still. He put some strength on his hands and yelled:
"In your current state, if you don't cultivate yourself well, you still want to take care of these things? Do you know how badly you have been injured?!"
By the end of the story, Li Shizhen was so angry that she couldn't control her anger.
Perhaps apart from Xu Xing, only he knew how seriously injured the "Great Sage Huntian" was now.
What made Li Shizhen even more angry was that half of the injuries were caused by Xu Xing himself.
If a boxer wants to achieve great success in bone refining, he must proceed cautiously and slowly. It is not unusual for it to last for several months or even a year.
How could anyone be like Xu Xing, who directly shattered all the more than 200 bones in his body and completely reshaped them in just a few days?
You know, there is still marrow inside the bones. As long as this thing changes slightly, it will end up with half-body paralysis at best.
Li Shizhen could not imagine why Xu Xing was in such a hurry. It was clear that the "Sanfeng Blood Classic" had pointed out a great way, and the muscles and bones could be exercised through breathing techniques with just water grinding. Why take risks for this?
The one who asked Xu Xing to work out this method was naturally Da Lei Tian.
Xu Xing originally planned to subtly strengthen his muscles and bones according to the methods recorded in the "Sanfeng Blood Classic", but after killing Da Lei Tian, Xu Xing changed his mind.
In that battle, Xu Xing was greatly impressed by the sound of physical thunder emitted by Big Leitian's powerful muscles and bones, and his unimaginably rich energy and blood.
If he continues to practice according to the "Sanfeng Blood Meridian", Xu Xing can be sure that his muscles and bones will not reach the level of Da Lei Tian.
Therefore, after Xu Xing studied the body of Big Leitian, combined with the internal strengthening method of "Sanfeng Blood Meridian", and after many experiments using mirror images, he developed a feasible "muscle and bone training" method.
Refining muscles and refining meat are closely related.
When Xu Xing cultivated the "Empty Immortal Sac", he had already refined the large and small tendons, ligaments, and fascia in the flesh one by one, so that his physical strength and explosive power could reach superhuman levels.
As the saying goes, a muscle that is one inch long is ten times more powerful. This is exactly the reason. The ordinary Jin Jin training only trains twelve large muscles that run through the body. Naturally, it cannot compare with Xu Xing's detailed training method in terms of strength.
It can be said that Xu Xing is actually only one step away from the "ultimate realm of muscle refining" he envisioned.
The bad ones are the tendons, periosteum, thin tendons and ligaments between the bones.
This step can be supplemented during the process of recasting the broken bones.
Xu Xing has understood clearly that in the process of bone refining, if you want to reach the extreme state that no one before you can reach, you have to penetrate the strength deep into the bone marrow, penetrate it step by step, stir up the breath, refine the marrow and nourish the essence, and create new blood.
In this way, Xu Xing's blood-water texture, which has gradually become "jade liquid", will usher in another leap.
By then, he will be able to truly get rid of the embarrassment of self-destruction when the "Empty Immortal Sac" explodes with full force, and completely cultivate an indestructible immortal body.
To reach this point, crushing old bones and regenerating new ones is naturally the fastest and most thorough way.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Xing was able to make up for the shortcomings of muscle training, and even tried to completely integrate the tendons and fascia with the bones, forming a pattern similar to "qiu tendons tied with plate ribs" and "golden wire wrapped around jade pillars".
It can be said that it achieves multiple things with one stone.
Wanting to reach the sky in one step and directly achieve an "indestructible" body is of course extremely dangerous. However, in terms of martial arts practice, Xu Xing will naturally not do anything without success.
The extreme sensitivity brought about by "Empty Immortal Pouch" allows him to grasp the most subtle changes in the body, which is the basis for bone-breaking refining.
More importantly, Xu Xing also has rich experience brought by consuming mirror images.
Of course, there will definitely be some unexpected changes when it comes to practice, but compared to ordinary boxers and even grandmasters, Xu Xing's advantages are already unimaginable.
Considering that these things are not common sense to outsiders, Xu Xing did not explain much, just waved his hand and said calmly:
"Divine Doctor Li, I am sure, no need to say anything. Moreover, it is not easy for the boxers to come to help at this time. It is only right that I spend some time and give some guidance.
When they get to the battlefield, maybe just this short time will allow them to survive a few more times.
Isn't this kind of thing worth doing? ”
After hearing these last words, Li Shizhen looked at him deeply, stamped her feet, and said nothing. She just took out a gourd from the side of the wheelchair and handed it to Xu Xing.
"Drink the medicine first."
Xu Xing knew that this meant consent, so he just smiled, took the gourd, drank it all, and handed it to Li Shizhen.
What was inside was the "tiger bone chalcedony paste" that Li Shizhen had wanted to get, but the concentration was about ten times that of ordinary "tiger bone chalcedony paste".
A tonic with such a concentration would make a master like Qi Jiguang feel unbearable and unable to replenish his body after just one sip.
But Xu Xing drank a gourd three times a day, supplemented by various other medicinal materials.
If it weren't for the looting of the entire Southern Shaolin, no amount of money could buy these extremely rare resources. After all, this was the accumulation of a martial arts holy land, and how could it be measured by money.
Don’t you see that even if Li Shizhen wants to exchange for a sixth-grade leaf old ginseng, she can’t get it?
This is another guarantee for Xu Xing to dare to break his bones and rebuild them.
After all, in this world, no matter how strong the spirit is, it must be rooted in matter. These rich tonics are the most solid material foundation on his journey to martial arts.
After practicing the "Empty Immortal Sac", Xu Xing's speed of breathing and absorbing medicinal power has increased dozens of times. It is just right to use these tonics to accumulate Qi and blood and nourish the body.
Weighing the empty medicine gourd and looking at Xu Xing's pale face as if nothing had happened, Li Shizhen couldn't help but sigh.
Compared to the holy master in the palace who was practicing alchemy, the young man in front of him looked like a real immortal.
That's all, that's all, since he is an immortal, why should he be restrained by ordinary people's medical principles?
When Li Shizhen thought of this, she no longer hesitated, but directly pushed the wheelchair towards the school grounds. Not long after leaving the house, Xu Wei quickly followed.
Coming to Xu Xing's side, he whispered:
"I see that old devil... you still need to make some preparations."
Of course Xu Xing understood that Xu Wei was talking about Lu Fang. He turned his head, looked at Xu Wei's anxious face, and smiled slightly.
"I know it well."
Seeing that his nephew was so confident, Xu Wei said nothing more and just glanced at Li Shizhen.
Before Xu Wei spoke, Li Shizhen understood it. He took out a gourd from his backpack, hung it on the wheelchair, and said with a smile:
"Hu Butang seems to be feeling a little unwell. We just happen to have a text editor here. I'll take a look at him first."
Before Li Shizhen went to Southern Shaolin, he was treating Hu Zongxian in Taizhou City. Therefore, he and Xu Wei were quite familiar with each other.
Xu Wei looked serious and said:
"Then I'll trouble Doctor Li."
Xu Xing also waved to him as a greeting. After Li Shizhen left, Xu Wei took the wheelchair and complained:
"Why did you come in such a hurry in your current situation? Aren't you afraid of something happening on the road? Why didn't Qi Yuanjing and the others follow along?"
Xu Xing smiled.
"I originally wanted to go fishing, but unfortunately, Zhu Laolong really doesn't seem to pay much attention to us.
Qi Yuanjing and the others also followed, not entering the city, but just to guard against Zhu Tiandu. ”
Xu Wei suddenly realized the subtext in Xu Xing's words.
His eyes widened and he looked around for a while. Although he tried his best to lower his voice, he could not help but reveal some joy.
"You mean, Qi Yuanjing...?"
Xu Xing was not as optimistic as he was, and said calmly:
"It's a matter of choice, but he does have grievances in his heart, and the grievances are huge. I think it was the 'Yu Long' incident that had a great impact on him.
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However, since there is Lu Bing who died in the battlefield, he should not be directly on our side. At most, he will not help us. ”
"It's enough if two people don't help each other, it's completely enough..."
Xu Wei looked forward, mumbling words, and kept bending and opening his fingers, as if he was calculating something.
After a while, he came back to his senses, looked at Xu Xing, and said solemnly:
"In this case, it's time for us to really get started. I've already communicated with Tan Lun from Prince Yu's Mansion, but he wants to really meet you and have a detailed chat."
Xu Xing shook his head directly:
"Qingliu is not trustworthy, and we should not have too close contact with them. If we are looking for them, we can only find those who are truly responsible.
When things in the southeast are over, you can keep Hu Butang in check, and I'll go to the capital in person to find someone I can count on to talk about cooperation. ”
"Is there anyone like this in the center?"
Xu Wei frowned, and Xu Xing smiled again:
"Qingliu as a group is not a good thing, but some of them are still worth seeing."
Having said this, Xu Xing sighed, showing a rare expression of uncertainty.
"Hearings are no more reliable than seeing them, so I want to see them in person.
If there is any disharmony, we will take people to the sea to raise the flag again and help Hu Butang create a situation of "supporting the bandits and respecting themselves", at least so that the central government will not dare to move southeast again.
Let’s plan the next thing. ”
Xu Xing is looking for that person, named Zhang Juzheng.
Although this man had left a lot of colorful traces in the history that Xu Xing knew in his previous life and was famous for his talent and courage, this world was different from his previous life after all.
Therefore, Xu Xing had to meet him first before making any plans.
However, judging from Xu Xing's interactions with "historical celebrities" such as Qi Jiguang, Xu Wei, and Hu Zongxian, their temperaments are indeed very different from those recorded in history books.
I hope that Zhang Taiyue is the same.
Xu Wei, on the other hand, had no worries and said with relief:
"It's good to have thought of this step. Things in the world are changing rapidly, and we should just go with the flow and take it one step at a time."
Xu Xing also nodded and said calmly:
"After living for more than 20 years, you can't stop moving forward just because you are afraid of bumping into something here or there, otherwise your life will be in vain."
Xu Wei smiled knowingly and pushed his wheelchair all the way to Taizhou Camp.
Taizhou camp, school field.
Due to the wide spread of boxing in this world, the average physical fitness of these fighting men in the army is quite high, so the school grounds are also built very large and sturdy.
Before Xu Xing could get closer, he heard the noise coming from the venue. He squinted his eyes, slumped in his wheelchair and listened for a while, then said slowly:
"The quality is good, but there are also people who can be used."
Xu Wei shook his head and said:
"Your brat is getting bigger and bigger now."
Xu Xing raised his eyebrows.
"Just tell the truth, hey, there's going to be a fight inside."
"Huh?"
There are nearly two hundred warriors in the school grounds.
This scene is almost exactly the same as that of the Southern Shaolin martial arts arena. In terms of temperament, strength, and ferocity, the boxers here are better than the monks by more than one margin.
Regardless of the black and white paths, the land and water, and the mountains, almost all the boxers from the entire southeast who still have blood, dignity and pride are gathered here.
However, these boxers with different temperaments were surrounding the school grounds at this time, and they saw two people standing opposite each other in the middle of the school grounds.
One of them was tall and thin, wearing a coarse short brown cloth, revealing two arms with muscles as solid as cast iron, and wearing a bamboo hat. His face could not be seen clearly, and he said dullly:
"Hu Mazi, since we bumped into each other here today, our feud will be based on martial arts rules?"
His tone was sonorous and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting iron felt, as if invisible sparks were flying.
On the other side, the man known as Hu Mazi was a man with dark skin, a short stature, and strong muscles. He was naked and held his broad and thick palms slowly, and sneered:
"Liu Yong, in front of so many martial arts brothers, if you want to die, I will beat you to death!"
He was like a powder keg about to explode, his whole body filled with gunpowder-like smoke.
Just by looking at the momentum with which these two people spoke, one could tell that they were rare great boxers.
The Zimen boxing practiced by Liu Yong originated from Gan.
His master rushed from Gan to the southeast because he knew that there were frequent wars in the southeast. He wanted to practice boxing on the battlefield, and he also wanted to spread Zimen Boxing in this place where martial arts was prevalent.
However, Liu Yong and his master had just arrived and did not understand the rules of martial arts in Zhejiang. He taught boxing without permission, so Hu Mazi's master came to visit him.
It's just that neither of them expected that the other party turned out to be a great boxer. The most important thing in martial arts is the rules and reputation. Now that they have set a challenge, it is naturally impossible to stop.
After the first battle, Hu Mazi's master was hit by a secret "five hundred money" acupuncture trick taught by Zimen Quan and died on the spot.
Although Liu Yong's master was slightly better, he was hit by a "rolling punch" and his internal organs were shaken. After returning to Gan, he vomited blood and died in less than a month. His death was miserable.
Because of this incident, the two families formed a blood feud, but they never expected that they would meet on such an occasion.
In fact, since more and more boxers have gathered together, this kind of thing has happened frequently. After all, who is a person in the world without some background?
Since there is a history, grudges and resentments are inevitable.
It was just that the great boxers like Yan Pingsheng, who had surrendered to the army earlier, were suppressing them, so there wouldn't be much bloodshed.
Even so, there are still a lot of boxers injured every day.
But the two people who were scheduled to fight today were real great boxers, and they really had an unsolvable blood feud. When the enemies met, they were extremely jealous and wanted to decide the winner on the spot.
It just so happened that Hu Zongxian was going to discuss matters with Xu Wei today, and Yan Pingsheng and others went to the custody room to guard them. Without these big boxers present, naturally no one could restrain Liu Yong and Hu Mazi.
After saying the cruel words, Liu Yong tore off the bamboo hat on his head and threw it away, revealing a cold and hard face like a knife and an axe. He looked directly at Hu Mazi and said coldly:
"Zimenquan, Liu Yong, please!"
Hu Mazi gave a thumbs up, wiped his lips, and said solemnly:
"Big Red Fist, Hu Mazi, please!"
After finishing his words, Liu Yong took a step forward, and the short brown hem fluttered as if blown by a strong wind, making a crisp "snap" sound, like the tip of a whip hitting the air.
Liu Yong has been practicing Zimen Quan for more than 20 years. He has already mastered this boxing technique, which is more about strength than strength, to the point where "one breath can penetrate through the boxing, and it can emit like spring thunder". He can make crisp sounds by raising his hands and feet.
Seeing the ferocity of his attack, Hu Mazi didn't give way. His right arm was either curved or straight, and his forearm was thick. The skin was like copper skin, wrapped around the bones. There was an obvious groove in the middle. The blade of the fist was spinning. It was exactly what was in the big red fist. Fighting with punches all the way.
As soon as the two great boxers started fighting, a series of explosions were heard in the arena, strong winds were blowing, and long-range shots were fired. All the boxers around them were in high spirits and stared at the arena intently.
At this moment, two white and slender palms suddenly shot out from the thorns, firmly holding the fists of Liu Yong and Hu Mazi.
Everyone knows that although there are thousands of kinds of punching power, when it finally hits a person, it is still the smoothest and most powerful way to go straight.
But this palm actually exerted force horizontally, dragging down the powerful and heavy fists of the two great boxers.
——With such an awkward technique, can you hold me back? !
——Such a weird posture can also burst out with this kind of power?
Liu Yong and Hu Mazi couldn't believe it, but they had to believe it.
In the blink of an eye, both of them made the same choice - to step back a few feet, but the sudden disruptor did not pursue him and just said calmly:
"There are two more moves."
“Talk about numbers?!”
The two great boxers raised their heads suddenly.
The number of lectures in martial arts is precisely to mediate disputes between warriors.
According to the rules of martial arts, no matter who is right or not, as long as he wants to take the lead, he must first receive three punches.
This is also known as "Xietou Fire" in the world of martial arts.
Those who are qualified to tell the numbers are usually veteran boxers who are highly respected in the local martial arts. Considering that the bodies of veteran boxers can only explode a few times, there is a saying of taking three moves.
This rule shows both legality and humaneness, which is the characteristic of martial arts.
But now in the Southeast, where Yu Long is dead and Qi Hu has disappeared, who else has the qualifications to give advice to two great boxers?
Even Hu Zongxian's personal guard, Qingcheng swordsman Yan Pingsheng, did not have this qualification.
Although his swordsmanship is high, he has not yet reached the level of a master, and his qualifications are relatively low. He is also a martial artist from outside the country, so it is naturally difficult for him to be recognized.
Therefore, both of them turned their heads to look, wanting to see which expert was coming.
But what appeared in their eyes was not the muscular and muscular Grandmaster Yuan Ting Yue Zhi they had imagined, but a cripple sitting in a wheelchair with a complexion as pale as gold paper.
Although the cripple was quite tall and had strong limbs, he seemed to have had his backbone broken and was paralyzed in a wheelchair.
The moment they saw that handsome face, both of them couldn't help but secretly expressed regret and had the same idea.
——How could such a handsome gentleman become a cripple?
But Xu Xing had no consciousness of being disabled at all.
He rested his right hand on the wooden armrest of the wheelchair, propped up his head, squinted at the two people, and spoke in a calm and composed tone.
"There are two more moves."
(End of chapter)