Chapter 227

"That's incredible!"

Yao Xingyuan's eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

How long has it been? Without even two hours, Wang Yong even found out the way to exert himself?

In the past, Yao Xingyuan didn't believe in any so-called martial arts talents, but now he has to.

Because Wang Yong's shock to him was too great. The whole force burst out from each hammer was not like a novice, but a veteran of Yiquan.

Under the percussion, the carving knife also penetrated into the rock wall a little bit, which was more than twice as fast as Wang Yong's progress before.

This is amazing speed for Wang Yong who has no secret strength.

"Wizard, wizard..." Yao Xingyuan looked at Wang Yong's figure and murmured.

Soon, he found another place that shocked him.

With every effort, Wang Yong's brows wrinkled and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. His whole body was drenched by the heavy rain. However, even so, his movement of swinging the hammer did not deform at all, and the landing point was extremely accurate. The moment of power was like the explosion of a shell.

Yao Xingyuan can imagine that Wang Yong endured the pain for two hours. What kind of endurance is this?

If he didn't know Wang Yong, Yao Xingyuan would have suspected that Wang Yong was a modified human weapon, and his body was full of steel machines.

"Hoo," Wang Yong sighed and finally stopped.

What he engraved was a simple skimming, which was less than half finished in two hours. Of course, the depth is only less than 20 cm, far less than that of Yao Xingyuan.

"Still not." Wang Yong shook his head and was dissatisfied.

But I don't know that he has shocked Yao Xingyuan.

"Master Wang! Come down and have a meal Yao Xingyuan shouts to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong turned his head to see that it was Yao Xingyuan. He couldn't help but be overjoyed: "master Yao, you've just come at the right time. I've just learned how to work hard. I don't know if it's right. Give me some advice."

With that, Wang Yong gently waved the hammer in his hand and made a sound when it hit the carving knife.

"The whole force is like a hammer. The power of the hammer is loose when it passes through the air, but when it touches the carving knife, the power of the hammer bursts out. From the handle of the hammer to the head of the hammer, the force bursts into a whole, so it forms a huge impact. When it comes to people, it means that the whole body is tensed up and down in an instant, and the force is concentrated on a certain point. From joints to muscles, from muscles to Qi and blood, the unity of idea, breath and strength is embodied. Master Yao, do you understand that

Yao Xingyuan didn't answer.

Because he was stunned.

He vaguely remembers the example of using a hammer when his father explained the whole strength to himself. I didn't expect that Wang Yong could understand this truth without any guidance. This guy is really a martial arts wizard!

"Master Yao?" When Wang Yong saw that Yao Xingyuan didn't answer, he thought he had made a mistake.

"Ah, you are right! Yes, that's what Zhengjin is all about. It's not worth money to put it bluntly, but few people can understand it before putting it bluntly. Another point is that even if you understand the whole force, everyone can give different strength, but like you... "

Yao Xingyuan took a look at Wang Yong's hand, paused slightly, and then extended his thumb.

"It's just a genius!"

"Is it?" Wang Yong was a little embarrassed and began to laugh.

Stop chiseling for a while, and Wang Yong slides down the cliff.

While walking to the restaurant, Wang Yong discusses his experience with Yao Xingyuan.

"When I was in the army, I once read an academic journal, which said that the human body has four ways of exerting force. Isolated release, chain multi muscle force, multi muscle force, static muscle control. Army training generally practice chain type multi muscle group power, rarely combined with several other exercises. Now it seems that our ancestors have known this for a long time. Isn't the so-called "whole strength" the combination of static muscle control and multi muscle group whole strength? "

The more you talk about Tao, the clearer you are. So is martial arts.

Wang Yong communicated with Yao Xingyuan all the way, and his understanding of the whole force became more clear.

The whole strength is the necessary premise to practice the dark strength, and when the whole strength reaches home, the dark strength will naturally come out. Wang Yong can't wait to practice any more now. He needs to work hard.

After a few quick meals, Wang Yong went back to the cliff and continued to practice.

So the boring sound spread all over the Tianyi martial arts school. It took four or five hours to practice.

At this time, it was almost late at night, and all the people in Tianyi martial arts school fell asleep. After watching for a while, Yao Xingyuan also went to bed.

Wang Yong, just like the stonecutters in ancient times, did not know how to dig on the mountain wall day and night.

Dang, Dang, dang

A loud voice dissipated in the night wind, Wang Yong palm grinding out a big blood bubble, a little move is the heart of the pain. The blood blisters gradually wear out in the vibration of the carving knife, and become more painful.

But Wang Yong is like no feeling, still meticulously knocking.

The two simple movements of swinging and falling hammer run through Wang Yong's whole night, just like those craftsmen who chiseled a ladder from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain thousands of years ago.

One night later, everyone in Tianyi martial arts school fell asleep in the sound of Wang Yong's percussion and woke up again.

No one knows how long Wang Yong has persisted and whether he has slept in the middle. All they know is that it's ringing when they're asleep and it's still ringing when they wake up.

It's hard to imagine that this is something that someone who just got seriously injured a few days ago can do.

Jingle!

All of a sudden, there was a sound of gold and iron falling from the cliff, but Wang Yong finally couldn't support it and fell asleep in the sunrise.

So he tied a rope around his waist, hung in the air and went to sleep.

In his dream, Wang Yong was still carving, day after day, year after year, as if he had given his whole life to it.

But what worried him was that he could not chisel out a complete character, just as the cliff was made of alloy, it could not be chiseled through at all.

"How could that be?" In his dream, Wang Yong was anxious and dry.

"Because you are not murderous." A voice sounded, as far as near.

Wang Yong searched everywhere for the source of the sound, but he couldn't find it.

"Murderous? I have. I've killed a lot of enemies. " Wang Yong muttered to himself.

"Well, that's murderous! You can kill anyone. Do you dare to kill heaven? " The sound came again.

"Kill God?" Wang Yong was shocked.

How is that possible? What is the sky? It's just a mass of air. How to kill it?

Want to ask clearly, but that voice never appeared again.

Wang Yong was more and more anxious. He wanted to throw away his hammer and never do such boring things again.

At this time, Wang Yong's mind flashed a light. He suddenly understood the meaning of the voice.

Wang Yong not only saw it, but also saw a lot of it!

I found the pamphlet in the ancestral hall of the old house. The handwriting in the pamphlet is as sharp as a sword. It pierces the sky. Isn't it killing heaven?

At that time, Wang Yong was scared to the ground by the strong murderous spirit and did not dare to see more.

Now think about it, that kind of murderous spirit represents a kind of extreme realm of killing, all things vanish.

But Wang Yong wants to chisel through the stone wall, what he lacks is this kind of murderous spirit!

Suddenly, Wang Yong raised his hammer and hit it hard

"Ouch!" Wang Yong suddenly woke up with a scream.

At first glance, the hammer fell from his hand. He just used his fist as a hammer in his dream and hit his other hand.

But the feeling in the dream is very exciting for Wang Yong. He picks up the hammer.

Go back to the cliff, silently recall the feeling of watching the pamphlet, and simulate the murderous atmosphere that can pierce the sky. In an instant, Wang Yong's momentum was mobilized and he became fierce.

The thick killing machine is locked in the body by Wang Yong, including but not sending out, such as the pamphlet. If you don't open the title page, you will never know that there is such evil power hidden in it.

The hammer was held high by Wang Yong, drawing a graceful arc in the air, like a bend of moonlight.

Dang!

The hammer fell on the knife and suddenly burst out a loud sound, like thunder. Wang Yong's killing machine rushed out in a flash and poured into the stone wall.

Click, click... The gravel rustled down, and Wang Yong's knife penetrated 20 centimeters!

You know, it took Wang Yong a whole night to knock down so many. Now it's just a knife. It's a night's work!

"Good! Good! Good! This is the dark force, I understand! " Wang Yong was overjoyed and struck while the iron was hot.

Repeatedly waving hammers, cutting knife on the rock, each stroke is 20 cm deep. After a while, when Wang Yong's physical strength was exhausted, there was a big word "kill" on the cliff.

It's like a knife. It's frightening at a glance, as if there is a murderous spirit in the words.

"It's done!" Wang Yong laughed and let out his depression all night.

At the same time, Wang Yong only felt a sharp colic coming from the Dantian, as if there were soldiers waving inside. Two hostile armies chose his Dantian as the battlefield and were wantonly destroying it.

Colic is painful, but it doesn't last long. It's gone in less than ten seconds.

Instead, Wang Yong gave a loud fart.

Slightly embarrassed, Wang Yong immediately laughed.

What does this fart mean? He knows very well. It means that sun Zang Long's Yin Qi in his body has been dissolved! Become a fart and let it out by yourself!

"Hum, sun zanglong, you must have never thought that the trap you tried your best to set is just a fart, right?" Wang Yong snorted and said.

After the cultivation of dark energy and the dissolution of Yin Qi in Dantian, Wang Yong was satisfied. Just as he wanted to express his emotion, he heard a voice behind him.

Dignified and serious, but Yao Xingyuan.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried. Today, Shijun, who has a problem? It seems that there is something wrong in your heart with such a fierce killing

However, Yao Xingyuan saw through Wang Yong's intention of killing and expressed Wang Yong's intention.

More than a dozen brothers have died miserably for several times, and they are also bearing the injustice. Can Wang Yong have injustice in his heart?!

"We have to make up for the shortage of jin'ou. We have to sacrifice ourselves for our country. Who would expect ghosts to sing on the wall of the dragon spring at night? " Wang Yong looked into the distance with hatred on his face, his eyes like a sword.