Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

cold.

dark.

From time to time, the sound of water droplets, the sound of rattling mice chewing, and faint shouts can be heard in the damp passage...

嗞～

There was a teeth-stinging rubbing sound, and the light from outside shone in. Two tall figures were bathed in the sunlight, and in front of them was a dark passage like an abyss.

After two breaths.

"Ning'er, let's go."

"Okay, Master."

Ning Xiu nodded in agreement and followed behind Li Yun, the sound of footsteps echoing in the passage.

Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound from the passageway of the cell.

The sound continued, and on both sides of Ningxiu, there were thigh-thick wood and a hand-thick iron fence, forming a prison cell, cold and dark.

Scruffy prisoners with disheveled hair that looked more like ghosts than humans wore heavy shackles and iron chains, with their hands resting on the iron bars. In the dark, they stared at the two of them with big shiny and fierce eyes.

Ning Xiu looked at them, and they let out low growls like beasts, and this appearance of neither human nor ghost made him tremble slightly.

Such criminals are relatively few.

More prisoners had blank eyes, lying in the corner, sleeping soundly, ignoring the arrival of outsiders.

"Ning'er, are you scared?"

Li Yun glanced away, and the watching prisoners backed away as if they had seen a ghost.

Then he turned to look at Ning Xiu and asked.

Ning Xiu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and his heart regained his calm, "Master, I'm not afraid."

Hearing this, Li Yun withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward, his lips moved: "There is something more terrifying behind."

"..."

The two moved forward slowly, walking about two or three hundred steps. The fences of the surrounding cells became thicker and thicker, and the size of the cells became larger.

And there are not as many people imprisoned here as before, and sometimes there are two or three cells in a row without people.

In the end, Li Yun stopped in front of a prison cell, where a person was lying, his limbs were locked by thick chains fixed to the wall, and there was an iron ball weighing more than 100 catties at his ankle.

Footsteps woke him up.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect Master Li to condescend to come here to see this old man.

oh? This doll looks thin and tender, if it tastes good, it must be good. "

A loud old and ugly laugh resounded like a strong wind in the entire empty prison.

The man was skinny and his lute was pierced by steel needles, but he breathed heavily when he spoke. When he stood up, he easily bounced the iron balls wrapped around his legs and smashed them hard on the ground.

"Hmph, dying man."

Li Yun waved his hand as he spoke, cutting off the four thick iron chains that locked the villain in an instant like a blade of true energy, and the cut surface was like a mirror.

when!

The iron chain was cut off and fell to the ground. The man was taken aback, glanced at Li Yun, then held the steel needle tightly with both hands, and pulled it out enduring the severe pain.

"Ahhh..."

Two bloody arrows spurted out, and he threw the bloody steel needle on the ground at will. His thick internal force began to circulate, and the internal force circulated again. His thin body was also slightly swollen at this time.

"What does it mean?"

He looked at Li Yun vigilantly. Although he didn't understand why Li Yun cut off the iron chain, he could clearly hear the phrase "a dying person".

It was easier for Li Yun in front of him to kill him than to crush an ant. Before this person spoke, he didn't think he could get out of this prison alive.

Li Yun didn't reply, looked at Ning Xiu, and said calmly, "Ning'er, kill him."

"Master, I..."

"Hahaha--"

Before Ning Xiu could finish his words, the villain with disheveled hair laughed wildly as if he had heard a big joke. The laughter seemed to stir up a strong wind, and the sound waves were like waves. It shook the whole cell and the ground, and the sound was astonishing. .

"Master Li, it's too arrogant for you to send such a brat to kill the old man!"

He did not hide his sarcasm in his tone, and then his hands formed claws, and his internal force circulated. He only heard a "ding", and the iron chain under his feet was snapped.

At this point, he is completely free from restraint.

The meridians are running, and the internal strength of his body has recovered by 30% to 50%. He looks at Ning Xiu even more fiercely.

He is Song Ying who is known as "Iron Claw Breaks Gold" in the Jianghu. He is good at using the two excellent martial arts of Sky Eagle Claw and Dragon Claw Hand. , it can be broken.

With a serious expression, Ning Xiu took two steps forward, ready to respond with the Wind and Thunder Fist.

Seeing this, Song Ying's eyes were completely cold and full of cruelty, and he shouted violently, "Even if the old man dies, I will hold you! You can die now, junior!"

boom--

He shouted violently, a suffocating wave of air erupted from his whole body, he moved his body in a swish, pinched his claws, and several gusts of wind ruthlessly swept towards Ningxiu.

"Well done!"

Ning Xiu's gaze was fixed, his arms swung, wrapped in Huangji's inner strength, and he met the pair of iron claws.

bang bang bang!

A series of sounds of gold and iron came, and the unreasonable huge force was strung from Song Ying's iron claws to his whole body, and he flew out uncontrollably, and was hit by Ning Xiu in just one encounter!

"Um?!"

Song Ying was startled.

The body spun several times in the air quickly, and finally stepped on the wall, and Song Ying stabilized his body.

"Natural power?"

Long! ! !

At this moment, his blood was surging, but his movements were not slow. With his feet forward and backward, he kicked the two hundred-jin iron balls into the air and smashed them towards Ningxiu.

The air suddenly became hazy.

The two solid iron balls were spinning rapidly in the air. Ning Xiu didn't know how deep it was, so he tapped his feet lightly, soared into the air, and successfully dodged the iron balls.

Boom!

Two loud bangs that almost tore the eardrums echoed in the empty prison cell, and the iron bars with the thickness of the strong man's arms were smashed and twisted and became hot.

Before the thunderous sound could end, Song Ying's ghostly figure rushed towards him.

"Die!"

boom!

The figures of the two flashed quickly, and when Ning Xiu was about to hit Song Ying with his fists, he saw Song Ying lowered his body, raised his arms sharply, and exerted force a second time!

But Song Ying had never heard of Ning Xiuhu's internal strength, so he only grabbed ten bruises, retracted his five fingers, and took advantage of Ning Xiu's painful "dragon claw protruding face" to attack the vital points.

call!

Ning Xiu dodged sideways, ready to distance himself, but at this moment, the whistling in his ear suddenly dissipated, and it was Song Ying's move of dragon claw, hand turning and cutting two-fingered eagle hook.

In an instant, the shadow of the extremely sharp claws grabbed heavily.

Ning Xiu's hair stood on end, and he really felt the terrible danger of being torn apart. Ever since he practiced martial arts, Song Ying's killing intent in front of him was the most terrifying.

Not caring too much at the moment, Huangji's internal force rioted, and his figure actually took another step faster, narrowly dodging Song Ying's already completed "Eagle Claw Clasping Throat".

If he couldn't dodge, Ningxiu's trachea would have to be ripped off.

"drink!"

bang bang bang!

As soon as the iron fist struck, Song Ying felt his resisting arms sank, and the incomparably domineering internal force rushed into his body, his legs softened by three points, and he immediately pushed forward with a palm, turning his palm into a claw, and a move of dragon claw Chuanxin went straight to Ningxiu's heart, but before he exerted his strength a second time, he was grabbed by divine power, and his whole body was thrown flying.

"The thief boy's strength is too great, and my internal strength has not fully recovered, so I suffered a big loss."

boom!

Ning Xiu stepped on the hard stone surface to create spider web cracks. Song Ying dodged in danger, and then faced the punch of the whistling wind, rolling a large piece of foul-smelling air in the death cell, rolling towards it.

Knowing that the divine power of this staff cannot be resisted directly, Song Ying only turned one side of his body, and two afterimages clamped Ning Xiu's dragon-like arm. He jumped into the air with all his strength, but took this opportunity to swing his arm with the weight of his whole body and his internal force, folded his arm and unloaded his shoulder, so that Ning Xiu couldn't hit with another fist.

"court death!"

But Song Ying completely ignored the fact that even if he pinched Ning Xiu's joints, he could not completely suppress that divine power before his internal strength had fully recovered.

After just one breath, Song Ying stood up again with his body pressed down, and after evading Ning Xiu's shoveling leg, Song Ying poked his foot down to hit Ning Xiu's knee, and then poked his foot down to slam Ning Xiu's thigh, Taking advantage of the situation, he kicked Ning Xiu's waist again with a side kick, only to hear a click, and Ning Xiu was repelled.

bang bang!

But at this moment, Song Yingzhen grabbed Ning Xiu's right arm, and when he was beating Ning Xiu back, his figure kept following him, his hands and feet followed each other up and down, and after a few steps were avoided, he stepped in again and blocked him. Take a rest.

boom!

Feeling the familiar sense of powerlessness, Song Ying naturally dodges, grabbed Ning Xiu's wrist and clasped his shoulders at the same time, with a "tear" sound, five cloth strips flew up.

But Ning Xiu was not ambiguous, when Song Ying's five claws caught half of it, he broke Song Ying's wrist, and the muscles and bones of his arm screamed, and Song Ying was about to be killed with one punch.

Boom——

Song Ying succeeded in dodging as before, and when he grabbed Ning Xiu's joints, he clamped his legs together, exerted all his strength, and knocked Ning Xiu to the ground, and then got up quickly.

One kicked straight to the door!

boom!

Song Ying's right foot was held down by Ning Xiu and pressed down, causing Song Ying's entire foot to lose feeling.

...

In the death cell of Guiyuanmen, there was almost no light, and it was so dark that the sun could not be seen.

In the huge and empty space, the two figures clashed extremely quickly, making a loud noise.

call!

Song Ying's internal energy was about to be exhausted, but the more he fought, the more crazy he became.

"break!"

"Blue Dragon Entering the Sea" directly grasped the lower yin, "Double Dragon Seizes the Pearl" wanted to pinch his eyes, the dragon's claw clasped his shoulders and hit the Shenque acupoint, the knuckles of the index fingers of both fists were raised, and then hit the Zhangmen acupoint, breaking Ningxiu's imperial acupoint. Extreme protection of internal strength.

Rumble——

He shouted violently, and a suffocating wave of air burst out from his whole body.

This time Song Ying used all his strength to explode his final internal force, his claws showed a steel-like luster, and two bright lights flashed across. If he was caught, his skull would probably be blown away!

Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and Ning Xiu's long hair danced wildly, but his body remained motionless.

move!

"Ugh!"

Ning Xiu saw Song Ying's horrific iron claws grabbing towards his face, the speed had already surpassed him, at this moment he also felt his eyes darkened, and his breath was suffocated.

The iron claw was less than two feet away from Ning Xiu's head.

It's too late, but it's fast.

Between life and death, Ning Xiu let out a roar, and quickly used the Fenglei Fist that had been practiced to the seventh level, and the violent internal force squeezed the tendons.

Wind and thunder attack together!

The internal force was unprecedentedly fast, Ning Xiu burst into anger, his robes rattled, his fists fell to the ground like meteors, and he yelled and attacked!

His aura instantly climbed to a new peak.

The berserk wind and thunder fist burst out with full strength, Ning Xiu's fists were like a dragon, bringing up a golden-red air wave that seemed to erupt from magma, two steel-reinforced iron arms tore through the air, and slammed into Song Ying who was full of fierceness...

"this!!"

impossible……

Song Ying was shrouded in this breath of death, his whole body shook, his inner strength surged, and the iron claws collided with Ning Xiu's fists just like that!

Fenglei's fists collided with Song Ying's iron claws in the air, making a deafening sound like the impact of gold and iron.

The strong Gang Qi aroused the air turbulence, rolled up the dust on the ground, and lingered for a long time.

Rumble!

A figure sprayed blood wildly, and his hands were shattered first, and flew out in several pieces. Hair, skin, and even bones were all torn apart, and blood spattered.

boom!

Song Ying hit the wall with his back, and his body was instantly torn apart, like water droplets hitting a stone, bursting suddenly, blood and internal organs flying everywhere.

this! ! !

Ning Xiu stepped on the ground with both feet, and his arms still maintained the movement of the wind and thunder. The right fist thunder fist, the left fist wind fist, the thunder fist came first, like a meteor destroying the world, and the wind fist followed, like a storm breaking the ground, the two fists combined .

The power of the wind and thunder combined to beat Song Ying to death with one move!

Song Ying didn't even have time to let out a scream, and died tragically under Ning Xiu's fist.

Ning Xiu retracted his fist, looked at the broken flesh and limbs all over the place, his pupils contracted, and a dark door in his heart seemed to be opened by this bang.

Clap clap!

"good!"

Li Yun, who had been watching the battle, applauded and was very satisfied with Ning Xiu's performance.

Even a little beyond his expectations.

After all, he is a master who has practiced high-quality martial arts, practiced to great success, and has nearly a Jiazi internal strength for more than 50 years. He can be called a master in the world.

Although the internal strength has only recovered half, it should not be underestimated.

But such a master was punched to death by the disciple who worshiped him, and he died without a whole body.

"Ning'er, you've done a good job."

Hearing this, Ning Xiu's body trembled slightly, looking at his fist, he was at a loss.

He knew that his fists were strong, and even his master boasted that he was unparalleled in power.

But he never thought that he could be so cruel and ruthless when using force, that he could instantly kill a person with his fists and kicks.

He said it easily, but when a person died by his own hands, he became more dignified.

"Ning'er, Ning'er?"

For a while, someone was calling himself.

Ning Xiu turned around and replied with a forced smile, "Master, I'm fine, but I'm a little tired from the move just now."

Li Yun patted Ning Xiu's shoulders lightly with both hands, and said earnestly, "Ning'er, this world is full of people, if you don't kill him, he will kill you.

This person is good at grasping kung fu, with one grasp, he will have five holes, and if he is pulled, he will be a piece of flesh. If you don't kill him, then you will be riddled with holes and die, not much better. "

"Don't feel guilty. Those who can be imprisoned here are all vicious people." Li Yun's tone suddenly changed, "This kind of person can only be changed by death."

Ning Xiu took a few deep breaths, looked at Master, "Master, I know... I'm just not used to it yet."

"I understand, I was like this when I was young, but Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second. To be the first, you must kill."

"If you have compassion, you would be the one lying here just now."

daily reflection...

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