One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

It is said that this type of boxing is also a way to exercise. The most ridiculous thing is that Zhang Yang has strong skills. But this is useless. He doesn't fight on weekdays, he doesn't want to do it. In addition to Murong Xuan, this boxing is also used for exercise.

He withdrew his thoughts. I don't know how many times he thought about it, he should have a thousand times. It has become a habit and gradually becomes numb. Although the nostalgia is still there, it will not be as fierce as before and know how to control his emotions.

After returning to his room, Zhang Yang decided that no one could enter or see anything, and directly sat on the floor cross-legged.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes, his hand came out of the mudra, it was strange, it was difficult to know what it meant. But the strange thing is that the room is closed, the wind does not blow in, but the open hair is trembling gently.

It's strange that Zhang Yang's performance is strange. I don't know how long he has been sitting, but a thin layer of black sweat gushes out, with an unpleasant smell, which makes people sick.

Finally, when a painful expression appeared on Zhang Yang's face, he stopped. There is a trace of desolation in my eyes.

"Is this still the only way? Is this how it has worked for so long?" I am not lacking in effort, nor am I wrong. "Why am I still so slow?" Zhang Yang seemed to be asking himself.

After washing off the dirt, Zhang Yang lay on a comfortable and soft bed. He looked up and looked a little relaxed, as if he was thinking of the past.

An old figure slowly surfaced. It is an old man entering old age, but his eyes are not inferior to the young man's brilliance. Although time does not forgive others, he still lives in his own excitement, and his back is still tall, it seems that even the sky can hardly collapse him.

Zhang Yang's eyes looked moist, it was a longing for people in the past, "After all, how can I see you." He died in front of me, but said I will meet, what does that mean? I'm too tired. All these years of wandering makes me exhausted. That part of the motivation is still there, but it is difficult to move. "

People also thought of what they had just practiced. This is the only thing left by the old man, and it is also the cause of boxing.

This is called decryption, which is a way to strengthen your body. Zhang Yang still vaguely remembered that this seemed to be seen from a book of scripture, but at first he was too young to remember. The old man also showed him the Bible, but after he learned to do this, he took it away and never saw it again.

This is the only thing Zhang Yang can remember this old man, and now he has entered the realm of so-called truth. It's just that the old man never explained, so Zhang Yang didn't know the answer even if he had many questions.

For example, he only knows the name and the conditions he needs, but does not know anything else.

He can feel a gentle flow in his body, which is the source of publicity and strength and a proof of his mental state, which he can rely on to continuously exercise his body.

boom

With a crisp and neat knock on the door, Zhang Yang knew who it was, and slowly closed the door in his heart. It was indeed Murong Xuan, and she still had a few sets of clothes in her hands, all of them casual. Behind her is a maid. The clothes in her hands are different. She likes a certain uniform, but the high-end appearance makes Zhang Yang not sure.

Murongxuan put a few sets of clothes on the bed and said with a smile: "Come on, I should be there soon, but after a few times, I was asked a few times, but I was late." Try it, ah , And this, but you will wear it every day for some time to come. "..