Chapter 105: Boxing Perfection, Bronze Statue Skill (6.5k)

Crash...

A strong body full of power walked out of the barrel.

Half an hour later.

The headquarters of the Xiongniao School, the dojo, and the martial arts hall.

Rumble, rumble, rumble…

The thunderous breathing sound caused the surrounding air to vibrate slightly.

A figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes.

Bounce up on the spot and stand on your feet.

hiss!

After taking a fierce and loud inhalation, the White Owl leaned back slightly, and his spine formed a curved and elastic bowstring. His strong chest bulged, and his ribs stretched out like a big umbrella.

The outline of his arm muscles suddenly turned a hard iron-gray color.

Bang bang bang!

The fist swung in the air, instantly leaving three huge afterimages.

Next second.

The three wooden men in front of Bai Xiao exploded with a loud bang.

It turned into fan-shaped pieces of yellow sawdust that shot out wildly backwards.

A stream of fist wind whizzed out.

It becomes tangible because it contains sawdust visible to the naked eye.

With a bang, it hit the wall of the dojo in the distance.

"Jiaojin Net!"

Bai Xiao let out a low roar, and his naked upper body was covered with strong muscles that bulged and knotted. Green meridians were wriggling and blooming, as if forming a huge red and black woven network on the surface of his body. Every time his heart beat, this network would expand and become more and more powerful.

A fierce aura continuously gushed out from his pores.

"Hundred pythons!"

A gleam of light flashed in Baixiao's eyes, and there was a crackling sound.

He turned into a blurry black shadow and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Twenty meters away, a punch!

clang!

A heavy and tall silver iron man practicing martial arts shook violently!

Bai Xiao's punch hit the Iron Man's chest, and a surge of force rushed out like a torrent, just like a dam that had been dug open.

The ground around was shaking slightly, and the gravel was vibrating.

The ferocious fist with blue-black blood vessels wrapped around it slowly retracted.

In the sunlight, the solid iron man's chest position.

There was a deep, concave fist mark, smooth and translucent.

"call……"

Bai Xiao stood at attention, slowly put his hands together, and exhaled.

If he had had such an outburst last night.

Maybe I can punch any member of the Golden Wings team through the chest!

Just now, after finishing the upgrade, he immediately went to the cafeteria of the Xiongniaoliu headquarters to replenish nutrition and energy. Now his four-dimensional attributes have been upgraded.

In front of the line of sight, the personal panel is displayed.

[Strength: 31.1 → 33.1]

[Speed: 26.9 → 28.3]

[Physique: 36.1→38.7]

[Willpower: 21.5 → 22.5]

Strength +2.0, speed +1.4, physique +2.6, intention +1.0!

The average four-dimensional attributes have completely exceeded thirty points.

Bai Xiao's physical fitness has reached an exaggerated level.

"My physique and strength are definitely sufficient, far exceeding those of limit breakers of the same level. And now, the most important thing for me is how to use the strength. In other words, my fists and moves can hit others and hit their vital points. This is the key fist eye technique..."

He recalled his battle with the Golden Wing Squad in Cuiyun Pavilion.

Bai Xiao actually relied on the pseudo-invincible defense to withstand all kinds of damage from the opponent, rushing all the way, and then fighting at close range. This fighting method cannot be said to be bad, but it is more suitable for the weak. Once the opponent is absolutely strong in some aspects, it will not have a good effect. For example, amazing speed, skilled techniques, etc.

His attacks might be dodged or neutralized by the opponent.

This is a big problem.

Bai Xiao would never allow himself to have such a loophole and shortcoming.

So, he chose to study!

The Pure Heart talent that has been strengthened twice must be put to good use.

…

"Master, I want to learn the fist eye, but I don't know where to start."

Dojo, in an empty open-air hall.

Bai Xiao asked Chen Liao sincerely.

A master is there to answer your questions and resolve your doubts, otherwise what's the point of becoming his disciple?

"As far as I know, there are three ways."

Chen Liao put his hands behind his back and spoke to Bai Xiao in a gentle manner.

"Stupid methods, hard methods, and actual combat."

"The stupid way is to find a bronze or iron statue of your full body, and practice your moves every day, hitting the vital points with your fists. Practice day by day, and practice makes perfect. Until one day, even with your eyes closed, you can punch out with your fists as you wish, and they will be as cunning and fierce as if you have eyes..."

"It's a hard way, a shortcut that's not really a shortcut. It can shorten the time, but it's very tiring and requires a strong physique. When practicing, tie iron sand sleeves on your arms to make your arms heavy. It's like wearing weight-bearing clothes when exercising..."

"And that's not all. On one arm, whether you tie the iron sand sleeve on the forearm, the upper arm, or the whole arm, it can bring different differences in the center of gravity. In addition, there are many combinations of the weight of the left and right arms and the iron sand sleeve. These are to train your punching control, and the fist with amazing control is the fist eye..."

"In addition to the iron sand sleeves, practicing boxing under a waterfall can also have a similar effect. Use external factors to affect your punches and the impact points of your fists. If you can overcome these, then your fists will be unstoppable, and you can use the right amount of force in any situation..."

"The last one is actual combat. As the name suggests, find someone to fight with. It can't be an ordinary person. It must be at least the second stage of the Limit Breaker or above, someone who is thoroughly familiar with and masters the key points of the fist. The more you fight and the more contact you have, the more you will be able to use it naturally..." Chen Liao repeated all the methods.

He smiled faintly and looked at Bai Xiao.

"Based on what I know about you, the latter two are more suitable for you."

"Various types of iron sand sleeves are in the prop room, in the dojo and the fighting hall. As for the waterfall, there is one in the back mountain, which was excavated and repaired by my fierce bird school. For actual combat, you can go to the fighting hall, which is specially for the official disciples of the fierce bird school to practice with each other..."

After Chen Liao's guidance, Bai Xiao understood what to do.

However, he did not choose to go to the fighting gym first.

Instead, he went to the dojo to ask Chen Liao for advice on the martial arts of the second-level fierce bird.

Chen Liao did not hide anything and demonstrated the second-level moves to Bai Xiao in person. At the same time, he also pointed out that there is still a lot of room for improvement in the two first-level moves that Bai Xiao learned from the secret teachings of the fierce bird. For example, the Flame Formation, when Bai Xiao punched, it was just to surround his arm with hot air. But the truly perfect Flame Formation would be surrounded by flames!

For example, when using the Celestial Image, Bai Xiao could only barely borrow the steady momentum. If he had fully mastered the Celestial Image, it would be like a mountain suppressing everything once it was used, not only would it condense his momentum into one, but it would also give the enemies in close range a strong sense of oppression.

It was like having my shoulders pressed down to the ground by a giant hand.

Even for a short period of time, you can't move!

Therefore, Bai Xiao must learn the second level and continue to improve on the first level.

Otherwise, they are just barely usable decorations. They are fine against ordinary enemies, but if you encounter a real martial arts master, I am afraid the whole posture will be defeated in an instant. This is Chen Liao's sincere warning to Bai Xiao.

He didn't want such a talented martial arts talent to be ruined.

Next, Bai Xiao opened up his Pure Heart talent and practiced the first and second turns of the Fierce Bird Secret. In between, he practiced ordinary fighting skills many times. Because learning the first and second turns of the Fierce Bird was really tiring and extremely physically demanding. Practicing ordinary fighting skills was like a rest for Bai Xiao's physique, allowing him to slowly recover his energy.

Martial arts hall.

Swish, swish, swish!

Bai Xiao's footsteps kept changing, and his hands were swinging quickly in boxing postures.

Sharp and fierce afterimages pierced the air.

The power of every afterimage here is enough to knock down a boxing champion.

The gap between ordinary people and those who break the limit is too big.

The occupation panel in front of him flashed slightly, and he instantly put his fists away and stood up.

After Bai Xiao's persistent training, his professional skill boxing finally achieved a natural breakthrough. He did not add any more potential points to it later.

[Your profession: Martial Artist, experience +10]

[Professional skill "Boxing Mastery" upgraded to "Boxing Perfection"]

[Skill: Boxing Perfection (∞/∞)]

His eyes swept across slowly.

Bai Xiao felt great when he saw that his Sanda and Boxing skills had been pushed to the maximum level.

He admits that he is a bit obsessive-compulsive.

Looking at these common professional skills, I feel uncomfortable because they have not been fully upgraded.

The next second, some negative effects came.

Bai Xiao didn't even move, and went to change his clothes as if nothing had happened.

For his current physique, ordinary fighting skills are nothing. Bai Xiao put on another set of fighting clothes. On the back of the suit was a bird of prey flapping its wings, covering a large area of ​​his shoulders, with claws overlapping the sleeves. However, it was not platinum, but a simple pale white.

It seems that the clothes of ordinary disciples and core disciples are also different.

Ten minutes later.

Bai Xiao left the dojo and went to the cafeteria to eat some high-calorie food. The four-dimensional attributes of his personal panel in his sight were strengthened again.

[Strength: 33.1 → 34.2]

[Speed: 28.3 → 29.0]

[Physique: 38.7→39.5]

[Willpower: 22.5 → 22.9]

Strength +1.1, speed +0.7, physique +0.8, intention +0.4!

Compared with the perfection of Sanda, the improvement brought by the perfection of Boxing is obviously much smaller, and this is still under the passive blessing of the martial arts body.

This is because the stronger the four-dimensional attribute is, the harder it is to improve.

Baixiao's four-dimensional attributes are now generally around thirty or forty.

Of course, the improvement of the same perfect skill is not as much as before.

But it doesn't matter, any enhancement is a good thing.

Having a few more complete ordinary skills can also have good effects.

After staying in the cafeteria for a while, Bai Xiao walked straight to the left.

The headquarters of the Fierce Bird School, the fighting gym.

At the entrance of the fighting gym, he actually saw a familiar figure.

"Teacher Liu Yang."

The figure in front who was talking to a friend turned around.

"White Owl?"

“It’s really you!”

Liu Yang was slightly stunned, stopped, and looked at Bai Xiao quietly.

"Tsk, a lot stronger now!"

"Have you made any progress in your hard work recently?"

He smiled and patted Bai Xiao's shoulder, looking at the fighting suit on Bai Xiao's body: "You have become a formal disciple, faster than I thought."

"Teacher Liu..."

"Just call me Senior Brother. We are now formal brothers."

"Then, Senior Brother Liu."

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Bai."

Next to Liu Yang stood a black-haired young man of similar build. The black-haired young man looked at Bai Xiao with a curious look.

"Are you the White Owl?"

"Liu Yang told me that in the battle at the White Bird Training Base, your performance was extremely impressive. He said that the two of you, one responsible for carrying and the other for attacking, worked together to kill the three killer ghosts on the opposite side. If Uncle Chen and the eldest senior brother had not arrived, he would have killed the three killer ghosts long ago and cut off their heads as proof of his victory..."

"Is that true?"

Liu Yang coughed and glanced at Bai Xiao vaguely.

Apparently he had been bragging to his friends and had distorted the facts a little.

Bai Xiao chose to save face for his teacher.

With a serious look on his face, he said righteously, "That is indeed the case."

"Is it true or false?"

The black-haired young man still looked a little skeptical and unconvinced.

"Three killer ghosts, the intensity of their attacks doesn't seem to be something a student who is still training at the training base can withstand..." He shook his head slowly and spoke. There was no sarcasm, no contempt for Bai Xiao, just a simple statement. Because it did sound a bit outrageous.

Bai Xiao smiled slightly and suddenly asked back.

"Brother, I wonder if you have mastered the fist-eye technique?"

The young man in black hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

"There's a fighting gym right in front of us, why don't we have a fight..."

He pointed his right hand into the distance.

There was a faint smile on his face, which looked a little fake.

"good."

The young man in black was also easy-going and agreed directly.

Immediately, the three of them walked towards the inside of the gymnasium.

…

“Pah pah pah…Pah pah pah…”

Fist shadows as fast as the wind quickly cut through the air.

Keep hitting a strong body.

“Is this the fist eye?”

"It feels so strange, like someone is massaging my acupuncture points."

Bai Xiao stood still, quietly feeling the fist and eye techniques.

He experienced the tricky angles, the randomly changing punching trajectories, and the sharp hitting points himself, and even slowly closed his eyes.

I want to clear my mind of distractions and carefully experience the touch of the impact on my body.

"Hold!"

Then he heard a silent curse.

The fist shadows from all directions were taken away and all the attacks disappeared.

"Damn it, I beat you so hard that you feel like sleeping?"

"So humiliating, isn't it?"

"Okay, okay, I completely believe you. With your toughness, it's really no problem for you to withstand the siege of three killer ghosts. You're so damn tough..."

The black-haired young man shook his hands, and the backs of his hands turned slightly red.

He looked at Bai Xiao, smiled helplessly, and shook his head.

"Hey, Zhou Jiang, do you believe it now?"

"I cooperated with Bai Xiao and killed randomly. What's a three-headed killer? If Uncle Chen and Senior Brother hadn't arrived so quickly, I would have rushed into the gymnasium of the Bai Xiao training base and killed the mastermind of the action..."

Next to him, Liu Yang did not have the airs of an instructor at the White Bird Training Base at all. Instead, he looked like a young man, boasting all the time.

"Come on, get lost."

"If that's what you said, then my senior brother and I will be invincible when we join forces. We can definitely win every match together. It won't be a problem for us to defeat the entire fighting gym! What do you think? Should I be proud?"

Zhou Jiang is also good at arguing with people, he rolled his eyes and said.

Then he spoke seriously to Bai Xiao.

"Junior Brother Bai, keep working hard on your hard skills. The bronze statue of our fourth senior brother, Wei Gang, will be your template for future progress!"

Bai Xiao was about to respond.

Suddenly, a familiar and generous voice came from behind.

"I heard my name being mentioned."

I turned around and saw the corridor.

A tough guy with a burly figure like a bear slowly walked over.

He locked eyes with Bai Xiao.

A smile appeared on his face, revealing eight white teeth.

"Fourth Senior Brother." "Fourth Senior Brother."

Liu Yang and Zhou Jiang shouted immediately.

Bai Xiao followed closely behind, calling "Fourth Senior Brother".

"Fourth Senior Brother, I was talking to Junior Brother Bai about you. Junior Brother Bai has practiced hard skills very well, so I think the template he can imitate and improve in the future is you, Fourth Senior Brother, with your strong bronze statue horizontal training..."

"There is no rival in the entire Fierce Bird Clan!"

Zhou Jiang explained.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Wei Gang actually shook his head and denied it, "You think too highly of me and underestimate Junior Brother Bai."

He turned his head slightly and looked at Bai Xiao next to him: "Junior Brother Bai's hard work has already formed its own framework, with a strong foundation. He doesn't need to imitate me at all, and he can also find his own way. There is no one imitating anyone between us, at most we learn from each other and make progress together..."

Wei Gang stretched out a big hand and shook hands with Bai Xiao's right hand.

"I hope that Fourth Senior Brother will give me more guidance."

Bai Xiao said politely.

"Hahaha, no, no, I can only help you a little with horizontal training. As for strength, you have to go to Second Senior Sister. The thorn strength she controls is ridiculously lethal. Thorn strength, coupled with Second Senior Sister's violent personality and sharp fighting style. Tsk tsk, that's called..."

Wei Gang stopped talking abruptly and his body froze.

At some point, a slender and powerful hand rested on his head. It gently rubbed and combed it, as if it liked the brush-like touch of Wei Gang's hard stubble. Behind him, a tall woman in a sleeveless vest stood quietly, her arms covered with scars.

The woman's face was neutral, with sharp edges and a Guns N' Roses feel. A cigarette was dangling from her thin lips, burning scarlet.

"Xiao Gangzi, tell me, what is that called?"

"Why don't you say anything? Keep going..."

The sharp sound was like a flame burning in a block of ice.

"Uh." Wei Gang was speechless for a moment.

"You don't have to tell me. Just be my sparring partner for the whole afternoon."

"In the entire fighting gym, you are the only one who is stronger and can withstand my thorn power. In the fierce bird style, you are the punching bag that I am most satisfied with. For example, that loser Suga Feng couldn't do it after practicing once..."

"Hey, stop shaking~"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Second Senior Sister Xia Shi patted Wei Gang on the shoulder, then turned to look at Bai Xiao: "By the way, Bai Xiao, Senior Brother asked me to tell you. He has something to do outside today, so you can use the No. 1 martial arts arena on the second floor as you like. It doesn't matter if you mess it up, since you are the only one using the No. 1 martial arts arena now..."

Bai Xiao nodded: "Okay."

Afterwards, the three of them walked together towards the second floor of the fighting gym.

"Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Zhou, I'm leaving first. We'll talk again when we have time."

Wait until Bai Xiao’s back disappears at the end of the passage.

Zhou Jiang, who was silent the whole time, pointed his right hand over there and looked at Liu Yang beside him in shock: "Hey, no, Liu Yang, what's going on? Didn't you say that Bai Xiao just skipped a grade and graduated from the White Bird Training Base to become a formal disciple of the Fierce Bird School? How come, how come..."

"How did he hook up with a few core disciples?!"

Zhou Jiang had a puzzled look on his face and said in a dazed voice, "Fourth Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister, it's fine if he knows them. But how did he know the eldest senior brother? That's a damn fierce-faced ghost, his aura alone can scare people to death... How could he let Bai Xiao use his No. 1 martial arts arena alone?"

"Are Big Brother and White Owl brothers?"

"This isn't even a surname..."

"Could it be that the two of them have some strange deal!!!"

As he pondered over it, he seemed to be gradually moving towards a curious direction.

…

Fighting gym, second floor.

Two strong figures collided with each other and continued to fight in close combat.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

After a moment, the two sides separated.

They stood quietly on either side, looking at each other from a distance.

"Awesome, is this the Bronze Statue Skill?"

Bai Xiao looked down at his hands, his fingertips still trembling slightly. Just now, he had been sparring with his fourth brother Wei Gang, wanting to see his opponent's horizontal training. Soon, Bai Xiao felt the strange bronze statue skill. He punched Wei Gang and was hit by a strong recoil!

The greater the force of the attack, the stronger the recoil!

If an ordinary Limit Breaker had used the same force that Bai Xiao had used to hit Wei Gang, but did not have Bai Xiao's strong physique, he would probably have his knuckles exploded and bleed and get injured. If he continued to attack, his arms would be numb and painful from the recoil, and he would not be able to use his strength, and his various moves would also be affected.

"The Bronze Statue Technique, when practiced to perfection, has a recoil effect."

"When you punch me, at least 20% of the force will be counterattacked on yourself. Theoretically, there is even a possibility that you will kill yourself with one punch. However, according to the 20% force, the Limit Breaker can kill himself with one punch. That kind of power is enough to kill me first..."

"Unless the recoil effect of the bronze statue skill reaches about 50%!"

Wei Gang patted his clothes and walked over slowly.

“Fourth Senior Brother, this Bronze Statue Skill should not be from the Fierce Bird School…” Bai Xiao asked. He felt that this hard skill was quite advanced.

"Well, it's a reward that can be exchanged for by joining the Martial Arts Association and completing a series of tasks. It took me, your senior brother, a lot of effort and a full six months to get it..." Wei Gang said proudly.

Perhaps because Bai Xiao was curious, Wei Gang gave some scientific information and introduction.

There is also a gap between hard skills.

For example, the first level of Giant Stone Skill that Bai Xiao perfected only had two levels.

It is obviously inferior to the Red Elephant Skill and the Dragon Tendon Net.

And it is divided according to the standards in the martial arts circle.

Hard work can be divided into.

Popular goods, third-rate, second-rate, first-rate.

The three hard skills that Bai Xiao practiced are all common stuff.

Wei Gang's bronze statue skills have reached the level of third-rate hard skills.

The reason why Bai Xiao looks strong in hard skills is because he adds points quickly and adds a lot. Even if it is a common product, with several hard skills that have been cultivated for more than ten years, his body is invincible.

"My bronze statue skills are not that good. Other stronger skills require too much time to complete tasks, which is too much. In fact, the place where you can really get strong hard skills, or strong skills, is in the Dark World Fighting Competition. If you get a little ranking, you can get amazing rewards..."

A longing look appeared on Wei Gang's face.

"Unfortunately, there are too many geniuses, too many masters, and the competition is too fierce..."

"In our Fierce Bird School, there are basically no more than two people who have the chance to make it to the provincial competition. It is said that as long as you can become a formal contestant of the Dark World Federation Eastern Fighting Competition, you will be selected by some powerful organizations and companies, and provided with massive resources for training, so that you can become their signature figure. I guess only the eldest brother has this opportunity..."

"Organizations and companies? Isn't the martial arts circle a school?"

Bai Xiao asked with some confusion when he heard this.

"Joining an organization or company doesn't mean you've betrayed your original school. You're still a member of your original school, just working with them temporarily. Anyway, you'll know once you participate in the Dark World Tournament..."

Wei Gang shrugged, and there seemed to be some envy in his words.

"Dark World... Fighting Tournament?"

Bai Xiao looked forward with empty eyes, and suddenly something flashed by.

[Occupation: Dark World Fighting Tournament Player (Not Activated)]

[Conditions: 1. Your strength has reached the limit or above√, 2. Chen Liao approves and helps you sign up√, 3. The Dark World Fighting Tournament qualifiers are open×]

Although my sleep schedule has been unnatural recently, my condition has improved. It’s weird, really weird…

Am I living in the Ugly Country time?

(End of this chapter)