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"Is it complete?" Someone subconsciously questioned, "But it's only been a while. Last time, the average number of punches was only nine punches. It's impossible, right?"

"A martial artist in the Destiny Realm boils his blood and burns his blood to help sharpen his muscles. In addition, he is naturally talented. It is understandable that he has achieved a breakthrough." Someone said faintly, his tone full of envy.

One step is slow, each step is slow.

The journey of martial arts is not a race against others, but a race against time.

For ordinary people, the muscles in the human body fully grow when they are fourteen or five years old. If your family has the conditions, you can use some natural materials and earthly treasures to advance this time, and this is the beginning of martial arts.

After the beginning of martial arts, the three realms of the physical body, opening the muscles, refining the bones, and boiling the blood, and the final boiling of the blood must be at the peak stage of the human body's qi and blood, which is normally before the age of 30. After this period, very few people can succeed.

It is conceivable how enviable Song Mingyu is. He is less than 20 years old and has achieved Tongjin Perfection. Sufficient time means that he has a greater possibility of climbing to the top.

"He seems to be in his early 15s? He's still just a child."

Everyone was silent.

'Is this true genius?'

Lin Mo was also shocked.

With his excellent physical fitness, others can only exercise for two hours a day, but he can exercise for more than eight hours without sleep. Coupled with the experience and experience of proficiency, visible progress has always made people motivated, but it is still slow.

step.

Even if he would die if he punched him, it would be too slow after all. He still needed to work harder.

Just when Lin Mo made up his mind to practice for an extra two hours tonight, the pharmacist in charge of martial arts judging finally arrived.

I saw a group of people walking out from deep in the backyard.

At the head were two middle-aged men in blue shirts, one of whom Lin Mo had seen before yesterday. They were the same ones he had seen on the mountainside of the Dazen Temple yesterday. They had fair skin and no beards. They were wearing green shirts with long sleeves and one of their hands was hidden in the sleeves.

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The other man was carrying a black iron rod as thick as a baby's arm. He was wearing a hairband with his long hair tied behind his head. He was tall, with muscles that made his clothes bulge, and he looked simple and honest.

Behind them are Chen Gang and several pharmacists in white shirts.

People who were originally standing in twos and threes began to stand consciously, the noise disappeared, and it suddenly became quiet.

The middle-aged man with the Eagle Claw Skill didn't seem to be happy to come here. As soon as he entered the venue, he stood aside with his hands folded in front of his chest, humming an unknown ditty and looking around randomly.

The middle-aged Jingtieguan shook his head, took a step forward, coughed, and cleared his throat.

"My descendant, Sun Xinglie, is the green-shirted pharmacist of the Xu family's Taoist protection hall. The current head of the family, Xu Jiuyin, is conducting the martial arts evaluation of the Xu family's apprentices in the 47th year of Qi Guang's reign in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"The next person whose name is called will come forward and report his or her age first, and then practice the Spiritual Monkey Fist. There will be a total of two opportunities to get the best record. Now everyone exits the martial arts arena."

"The first one, Ma Yuan."

"arrive!"

A sturdy young man trotted to the center of the martial arts field. He first respectfully clasped his fists in salute, and then shouted, "Ma Yuan, punch four times!"

Then I waited for a few breaths and started practicing.

It starts with the monkey coming out of the mountain in the first form and ends with the monkey offering peaches in the twelfth form.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Ma Yuan! Three punches! Can you continue?"

The young man named Ma Yuan stood with his fists closed, panting heavily, looking straight ahead, sweat dripping down his face and falling to the ground.

He was nervous and made a lot of mistakes when exerting force, and the result was only three shots.

There are twelve moves of the Spiritual Monkey Fist and twelve ringings of the Tongquan. Three ringings are a step up. Although there is only one ringing difference between the three ringings and the fourth ringing, the treatment they represent is completely different.

"continue!"

"Hey! Ha! Bang bang bang!"

"Ma Yuan! Three punches!"

The young man in the field walked off the stage in despair.

"Next, Zhong Tao!"

"arrive!"

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"Whenever major events require calmness, Ma Yuan's foundation is actually quite solid, but it's a pity that his mentality is not good after all." Li Yuanze shook his head and said.

Then he turned his head and looked at Lin Mo, "If you really want to fight with someone, in addition to punching, use enough strength and clenched your fist; see the enemy's opportunity, find an opportunity to avoid it,

The most important thing is to stay calm. If you are anxious, your mind will be confused and your punching path will be messed up. If you are afraid, your strength will be reduced and your strength will be lost."

Because of his background, he has naturally had more experience in martial arts since he was a child. Some things were learned through countless human blood lessons. Compared with magical skills and secret methods, they may not be as good at improving combat power, but at certain times they can be used to perform difficult tasks.

The role of substitution.

He didn't mind sharing these secret experiences with Lin Mo in his spare time, after all, the relationship between the two of them was there.

"Go up later and try your best to express yourself. Don't hide your clumsiness. There are rumors that some of the good performers in the martial arts competition this time have extraordinary benefits."

Li Yuanze suddenly whispered.

"What's the benefit?"

Lin Mo became interested.

He didn't intend to hide anything. After all, his real trump card was not his realm, but his overwhelming power and steel and iron bones that were comparable to the bone refining realm.

"The opportunity to marry the Xu family."

Li Yuanze's voice was even softer, almost as thin as a mosquito bite, and you couldn't hear it clearly unless you listened carefully.

"The Xu family has two daughters who have reached the age of marriage, and there are no boys in this generation of the Xu family. This means that the two daughters will not marry outside the family, you know."

The serious Li Yuanze suddenly had a rare twitching of his eyebrows.

Lin Mo didn't know why that green figure appeared in his mind, and he felt that something was wrong. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, stabilized his mind, and continued to watch and judge.

This class of apprentices, who are in their thirties, are from a middle-class family in Ningyang. They have been well-fed, provided with resources since childhood, and started a small stove at home, so their results are pretty good.

Even those who have made up their mind to become research pharmacists only punched twice at the last time, which is up to the standard. Most of the others are at the level of four or five punches, and not many are six punches. As for the above, there is only one named Ye Hao.

At the level of seven rings, this boy Shen Che also performed exceptionally well and actually achieved a score of five rings, which was surprising.

"Next, Li Yuanze."

"It's my turn." Li Yuanze whispered, and jumped onto the field with a single leap.

"Li Yuanze, seventeen years old, has eleven punches!"

His voice was loud and unusually cold and arrogant.

After saying this, he started practicing without waiting for anyone's reaction.

"Pap bang pah...!"

"Li Yuanze, punch through, eleven rings!" The white-shirted pharmacist in charge of roll call softened his eyes a lot, "Do you want to continue?"

Eleven rings, the tendons are almost complete. This state means that the tempering of the big tendons is almost completed, with only a few omissions left. At this progress, if there is no accident, the blood-boiling green shirt will become the main force of the Dao Protector Hall sooner or later.

, he naturally does not hesitate to show some favor.

"No need." Li Yuanze waved his hands, clasped his fists respectfully, and then jumped off the martial arts arena.

the other side.

"Xinglie, this son is good. He has almost perfected his tendons in one month. He seems to be Li Hao's son. His appearance is not bad at all. In my opinion, he is not bad compared to Zuo She's new son-in-law. You

Aren't you looking for a successor? Why don't you hurry up?"

The middle-aged Eagle Claw Kung Fu was standing aside, chatting with Sun Xinglie about the issue of succession. He was attracted by a series of punches, and couldn't help but joked as he looked at the figures holding hands on the martial arts field.

Sun Xinglie smiled honestly, "Tianzi is indeed good. I think he is even taller than when I was young! But he is not the most suitable person for my inheritance."

He practices the Big Crazy Monkey Stick Skill, which emphasizes that the crazier it gets, the more ferocious it becomes. He is best at defeating the superior with the weak, and using the weak to make the enemy strong. He has perfected the Blood-Boiling Realm, and even dares to swing the stick against a martial artist who has just entered the Destiny Realm in a real fight.

Having said that, his eyes were a little bright as he looked at the figure slowly walking up from the field.

........

"Next, Lin Mo!"

"arrive!"

Lin Mo walked up and down the martial arts field, his heart unmoved.

"Lin Mo, seventeen years old, has eleven punches."

"Also the eleventh ring?" The pharmacist who called the roll was stunned.

Not only him, the other apprentices also became slightly commotion.

Song Mingyu had perfected his muscles, and they could understand it. After all, he became famous early and already regarded himself as a genius;

Li Yuanze was a little surprised, but he could accept it. This girl used her nose to look at people all day long. Among the people in the group, I could only look up to a certain person, and the others were just mediocre, not to mention the last meeting with Lin Mo.

During the boxing match, he was indeed in great condition. He punched more than ten times in a row, but Lin Mo.

Geniuses are geniuses, but no genius can reach this level.

Naturally, Lin Mo was not affected by the noise around him. He slightly bowed his hands and started practicing.

The monkey punched countless times, and the moves were transferred to his heart, punch after punch, pulling the muscles and punching out, jumping and leaping, accompanied by the sound of punching, the sound was terrifying.

"Lin Mo, punch twelve times, do you want to continue?"

I was lucky this time. Even though I haven't fully opened my tendons yet, I managed to integrate all my strength in twelve punches in a row.

"No need." Lin Mo shook his head.

"If you don't use it, you can only count it according to eleven rings. You can be sure." The pharmacist in white shirt couldn't help but advise, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you give it a try."

"I know my own strength, and I have performed exceptionally well just now." Lin Mo shook his head.

"Okay then." The white-shirted pharmacist did not try to persuade him any further. He nodded, picked up a pen and recorded the information on the book.

Return to the field.

"I knew you were as good as me." Li Yuanze patted Lin Mo's shoulder with appreciation in his eyes, but was afraid that he would get carried away and said, "Tongjin is just the beginning, there is still a long way to go, you should save it.

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He attaches great importance to Lin Mo. The road to martial arts is long and life-long, but there are very few fellow travelers. Taoist friends like this who can keep up with the speed of progress can only be said to be extremely precious.

"I understand." Lin Mo nodded. He could tell the difference between good and bad. Li Yuanze really couldn't speak, but he didn't mean well, so he could tell.

"The boy from the Li family is right. Tongjin is just the beginning. The world behind is the real excitement. You are still young and there is still a long way to go."

At some point, Chen Gang appeared next to the two of them, with a smile on his long-lost rigid face.

"You two follow me."