Besides, in this era, you, Shen Wansan, have a gun, so doesn’t the He family have one?
None of these martial arts families are easy to get along with.
Chen Xiaobao took a look and saw that these boys and girls were practicing the authentic Bajiquan. Each move was very accurate. They should be disciples of the He family, but disciples and children are two different things.
"Mr. Chen, this way please!"
He Feng raised his head proudly. These disciples, who were continuously trained year after year, were the foundation of the martial arts family.
No matter how powerful a warrior like Chen Xiaobao is, he is still a rootless duckweed, at best a dragon crossing the river.
A family like theirs, even without a Hua Jin master, can still be considered a powerful force and no one dares to provoke them easily. This is the difference.
He Feng led the way in front. After passing the small martial arts field, there was a large lotus pond behind. Lotus flowers were in full bloom in the pond. When the breeze blew, the lotus leaves swayed, bringing bursts of fragrance.
There are wooden corridors on both sides of the lotus pond. Passing through the corridor, there is a screen wall. Behind the screen wall is a small garden. After the garden, there is a large courtyard.
There is a martial arts training ground in the yard that is about the same size as the one in front. There are about a dozen children of different ages practicing martial arts in the training ground.
An old man who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old with a stern look was teaching these boys and girls of different ages to practice boxing.
What these boys and girls were practicing was obviously not Bajiquan, but another kind of martial arts. Chen Xiaobao knew what martial arts they were practicing at a glance.
The martial arts these young men practiced was called Benlei Fist, which was said to be as powerful, as fast, and as fierce as thunder. It was a powerful style of boxing that took the approach of being tough and domineering.
If this martial art is practiced to the extreme, there is even a chance to break through to the level of Hua Jin.
"The Benlei Fist is about having the force of thunder. It must be strong, fierce, violent and domineering. Ah Wei, Ah Zhan, you two should fight and show it to your brothers and sisters!"
The old man taught for a while, but when he saw a stranger coming, he immediately stopped teaching and directly called on the two teenagers to practice against each other.
To put it bluntly, what they were practicing just now was the training method, and now they are learning the fighting method.
The training and fighting methods of martial arts are two different things. Even if ordinary people have inherited the martial arts and learned the training methods, they may be able to deal with ordinary people, but if they really meet an expert, they will be no match for him.
"please!"
"please!"
Two young men, about fifteen or sixteen years old, walked to the center of the martial arts arena. The others quickly dispersed and surrounded them. After they clasped their fists to each other, they immediately started fighting.
The boxing styles of both sides were exactly the same, and the fight was fierce and powerful, with occasional explosion sounds in the air.
The old man stroked his beard, obviously quite satisfied with the two children of the He family.
Chen Xiaobao took a look and found that these two teenagers were indeed quite talented. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, they had already reached the peak of Ming Jin'er strength.
Before the age of 20, he has a good chance of entering the dark energy. Around the age of 30, he may enter the transformed energy and become the backbone of the He family.
No wonder the old man was satisfied.
For ordinary martial arts families, being able to achieve the state of Hua Jin is already considered a rare talent among men.
pity!
Chen Xiaobao shook his head slightly. They had good talents, but they could only stop at the stage of transforming energy.
"stop!"
The old man saw Chen Xiaobao shaking his head, and suddenly frowned, and stopped the two teenagers from fighting. He stared at Chen Xiaobao with sharp eyes and asked, "Young man, aren't A Wei and A Zhan's boxing skills good? Why are you shaking your head?"
He Feng's face changed, and he quickly stepped forward to explain, "Brother, Mr. Chen is a distinguished guest of our He family. He has no other intentions, so don't think too much!"
It turned out that this old man was He Feng’s elder brother and the master of the He family’s children.
He Feng is the coach of He family disciples. This old man is the head coach of He family. He can teach both He family disciples and He family children.
Generally speaking, He Feng is outside the religion, while he is inside the religion.
This old man has a bad temper and cannot tolerate any injustice. It may be because of his practice of Thunder Fist that he has a very bad temper.
"Are you Chen Xiaobao? You may be young, but you act very arrogant!"
He Jiaqiang stared at Chen Xiaobao, and when he saw Chen Xiaobao with his hands behind his back, he snorted coldly and shouted in dissatisfaction.
In front of him, Chen Xiaobao dared to put his hands behind his back. He Jiaqiang thought that Chen Xiaobao was too pretentious. This kid even dared to shake his head. Does he know the Thunder Fist?
"For warriors, strength is everything. Whether one is arrogant or not is not determined by age, but by strength!"
Chen Xiaobao spoke calmly, without giving He Jiaqiang any face.
He Jiaqiang's bad temper is his business and has nothing to do with Chen Xiaobao. Does that mean others have to bear with his bad temper?
Those who don’t have the ability can only endure it, but those who have the ability don’t have to.
“What a big mouth!”
He Jiaqiang's face darkened, and all the energy in his body turned. An extremely sharp aura immediately suppressed Chen Xiaobao. Unfortunately, this aura was just a breeze on Chen Xiaobao's face and had no effect at all.
"I'm afraid your He family hasn't produced a Yellow Realm warrior in the past hundred years with this Thunder Fist?" Chen Xiaobao said nonchalantly, "There's something wrong with your boxing technique. When you practice it to the extreme, it's just Hua Jin. It's extremely difficult to go any further!"
"How dare you look down on our He Family's Thunder Fist!"
He Jiaqiang roared angrily, his eyes widened. If Chen Xiaobao was not an invited guest, he would have wanted to attack him directly.
"Brother, don't be angry. Mr. Chen is a guest of our He family. This is not the way to treat a guest!" At this time, another middle-aged man with a dignified face came out from the inner hall. He stopped He Jiaqiang, clasped his fists to Chen Xiaobao and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry. My brother has a bad temper. I apologize to you on his behalf. Please don't mind, Mr. Chen!"
"Mr. Chen, this is my second brother, He Jiasheng, who is also He Man's father and the head of our He family!" He Feng introduced hurriedly.
"Jiasheng, why are you so polite to this kid? He actually said that our He family's Thunder Fist is wrong!" He Jiaqiang said with dissatisfaction.
"Your He family's Thunder Fist is indeed wrong, look carefully!" Chen Xiaobao put his hands behind his back, walked to a big tree that could be hugged by one person, and turned his Hundred Ghosts Spirit Aura, which flowed through his Shaoyang Meridian. He then punched out with the Thunder Fist.
"boom!"
The next moment, Chen Xiaobao's fist hit the big tree hard. The front of the tree was intact, but a big hole suddenly exploded on the back.
ah!
The group of young men and women in the martial arts arena had extremely shocked expressions on their faces and cried out in surprise. Chen Xiaobao was clearly using the Thunder Fist, but this style of the Thunder Fist was so much more powerful than the one they used.
How is this possible?
"How could this happen?" He Jiaqiang widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief. He simply couldn't believe what he saw.
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