Great Dao Ji

Bang!

The ground thundered.

With one punch, a strong wind suddenly rose in the empty hotel bed room. The turbulent air flow tore the wool carpet on the floor, and the sheets and quilts were blown to the corners.

The air flow made a splashing sound when it hit the Qiang, just like the tide hitting Qiao Shi.

Dang rang~

A few meters away, the tall floor-to-ceiling window shattered into pieces with a crash, and then was blown away by the turbulent airflow like a hidden weapon!

According to legend, great boxers in ancient times practiced boxing in secret chambers, and the airflow created by their fists and feet could shatter wooden windows!

Now An Qisheng's boxing has such an effect!

Kakakka~

With each punch, An Qisheng's muscles and bones were like a machine that had not been running for many years, making bursts of noise.

Her short hair stood on end, her skin was stretched to the extreme, and all the big muscles and blood vessels were clearly visible under the red skin.

The fine pores seemed to be suddenly opened, and hot water vapor seemed to spurt out.

Huhuhu~

In the small room, An Qisheng raised his fists and kicked out as if unconsciously.

He felt that his skin was getting hotter and hotter, as if a furnace was burning inside his body, and vigorous energy poured out from his fists and feet.

In just a moment, the entire hotel's big bed room was filled with mist, as if hundreds of kettles were boiling at once.

Along with the roaring air waves, the scene was spectacular.

Dong dong dong~

Jingle bell bell~

After an unknown amount of time, the knock on the door and the doorbell rang quickly.

"Sir, sir, what happened? Open the door quickly!"

Anxious shouts sounded outside the door.

Bang!

With the click of the key, the door was opened.

The hotel manager and several security guards rushed in. They were stunned when they saw An Qisheng punching and kicking under the billowing steam.

"This, this, this"

Listening to the whistling sound of the air flow directed by the fists and feet, several people were stunned.

Is this, is this still a human being?

"call!"

An Qisheng slowly retreated, and his red skin quickly faded away like a soldering iron placed in water.

A long stream of air blew out of his mouth, taking away all the moisture in the room and blowing it out through the broken floor-to-ceiling window.

"Sir, you, you"

The hands of several security guards holding electric batons were shaking.

An Qisheng's expression returned to calm, and he turned around and glanced at a few people:

"What's up?"

With just one glance, the security guards and the hotel manager were shaken as if they had been electrocuted.

The electric baton in his hand was thrown out at once.

Facing the scene in front of him, even a fool would know that this is a great master.

"No, it's nothing."

The hotel manager wiped his cold sweat and forced a smile:

"It's your guest next door. He said he heard something exploded in your house. Let's take a look."

An Qisheng dodged and picked up the rosewood box that fell to the ground:

"I'm fine."

"It's great that you're okay."

Looking at the room that looked like a typhoon passing through, the hotel manager forced a smile.

I really wanted to discuss compensation, but I was a little afraid to speak.

Just retreat.

"Wait a moment."

An Qisheng mentioned the salute, hugged the wooden box, and stopped a few people whose legs were still shaking:

"It just so happens that I have to check out. You can list all the losses."

"Okay, okay."

The hotel manager nodded hurriedly.

Facts have proved that the hotel is still very fair. A bed, a computer, a large-screen TV, a chandelier, a wool blanket, etc. were all destroyed in one go, and it didn't cost An Qisheng much.

The hotel manager's service attitude is even more excellent. He really treats customers as God.

When he was checking out, a car was called for him early and was waiting in front of the hotel.

"The service in your hotel is very good. When I come to Cangcheng in the future, your hotel will still be my first choice."

Before getting in the car, An Qisheng nodded to the manager.

"It's our pleasure!"

The smile on the hotel manager's face froze, and he hurriedly closed the car door for An Qisheng:

"I wish you a pleasant journey, sir, and a safe journey."

Watching the car getting further and further away, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his stiff face, and muttered:

"Don't come"

"Okay, this is it."

Somewhere on the outskirts of Cangcheng, An Qisheng got out of the car with his luggage.

"Brother, you are out of the blue, where are you going?"

The driver asked curiously.

"Just leave it alone, I'll just wander around."

An Qisheng smiled and handed over the money.

"Quirky."

The driver muttered quietly, stepped on the accelerator and left.

"I see how charming Qingshan is"

Looking at the lush green mountains in the distance, An Qisheng was in a good mood.

In ancient times, Hua Jin was already a great boxer, and even more so, he became a master who could establish a sect.

Even with the material explosion in modern society, there are far more masters than in ancient times. Hua Jin is also a true master, rare among millions of people.

Phew~

An Qisheng stepped a little further, his body rose and fell, and he had already crossed off the road and entered the wilderness.

Once you enter Huajing, the feeling is different.

The power reaches the whole body, and the senses are greatly increased. There is no need to open the eyes, and the movement within twenty or thirty meters is recorded in the heart.

You can almost feel it as the wind blows the leaves, raises the dust, and vibrates under your feet.

An Qisheng stepped forward, and in a moment he had covered more than ten or twenty meters. Walking in the wilderness, he was like taking a spring outing, relaxed and carefree. Occasionally, dead leaves blew over, and they were smashed before they touched his body.

Not a feather could be added, and mosquitoes could not land.

Crossing the wilderness and climbing over several mountains, the night gradually fell.

Bang bang bang~

Beside a river, the wind of fists was rapid.

An Qisheng walked on the river beach, punching barefoot on the smooth pebbles.

Huh!

When he punched, his elbow moved with his hand, his shoulder followed his elbow, his body swayed, and he swept across the long river bank. The uneven pebbles under his feet did not shake at all.

The fists moved quickly, and the feet were steady.

At first, it was Bajiquan, and then the five fingers grabbed the air, pinching out a burst of sound, and it had already turned into Eagle Claw Hand. After a rise and fall, he turned around and pounced, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and an eagle hitting the sky, but it was already a dragon and tiger capture.

As the air whistled, his arms became soft, like a fish swimming into the water, like a bird in his arms, but it was the routine of the ancient Xinyiquan.

Then he made a high monkey cry like an eagle, stepped like a bear, stomped his feet, and roared like an old elephant, and flicked his long trunk to burst the air.

After a long time in the dream, An Qisheng learned countless boxing techniques. This time, when he performed it, his boxing style was no longer rule-based, nor limited to one move or one style.

Even the training method, fighting method, killing method, and performance method were all used together.

Turning and moving, the steps changed more than ten ways, the fists, palms, elbows, shoulders, fingers, feet, knees, hips, body and chest moved together, and he turned through dozens of boxing killing moves.

Flowing like clouds and water, easy and smooth.

Once he entered the state of Huajin, his physical strength had not yet exploded, but the boxing techniques and boxing moves were already in another world.

Huh!

Extreme movement instantly turned into extreme stillness.

An Qisheng leaned forward and stepped into the water barefoot. The river water wet his trouser legs, but stopped at his calves, with the water only reaching above his knees!