Chapter 13: Little King Kong
"Let's get up, everyone will work together in the future, and work hard to practice, the future longevity door will definitely regain the glory of 10,000 years ago!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and his voice was extremely confident, as if he was stating a fact.
Deng Tiande's eyes turned and he smiled and said, "Ya Lin, Shengzi Tianshenwuwu, unparalleled in the world, knows the martial arts of my longevity door well, haven’t you been a little confused about the practice of Xiaokonggang recently? child."
Deng Yalin awakened like a dream, quickly looked at Ling Xiao, and squeezed out a smile: "Ling...Holy Son, I am talented and blunt. Xiaoganggang has already cultivated into the realm of Xiaocheng. Recently, he has become more proficient, but he has no way to enter. In the realm of Dacheng, Shengzi's talent is unparalleled, he must be very familiar with Xiaoganggang, right?"
The practice of martial arts is divided into four levels: entry, Xiaocheng, Dacheng, and Consummation.
Deng Yalin had a smile on his face, but the gloating and scourge in his eyes was fully revealed. This is a good abacus for the grandson and grandson. Since he cannot stop Ling Xiao from becoming a son, he will kill him.
Although Ling Xiao's talent is good, how much can he be contacted by a handy disciple when it comes to the martial arts of Changshengmen? What's more, it's the advanced martial arts that only the inner disciple can practice, such as Xiaoganggang?
When Ling Xiao couldn't answer it, he would definitely be ugly in front of everyone, and the two of them could be regarded as having a bad breath in their hearts.
Ling Xiao glanced at Deng Yalin lightly and instantly saw his wishful thinking.
"Small Vajra Boxing is only a metaphysical martial art at the Xuan level. You only practiced in the realm of Xiaocheng. It is indeed a blunt talent. Today I am in a good mood, so I will give you pointers. You will fight Vajra Boxing again!"
Hearing Ling Xiao's words that were not salty or light, Deng Yalin burst into a anger in his heart. I thought that I wouldn't be able to tell you why, and then I mocked you fiercely.
He held his breath, did not speak, and walked straight into the square, unfolding the fist of King Kong.
Bang!
Deng Yalin's little Vajra fist is a tiger with a strong wind, and his fist is strong. With the cultivation of the spiritual realm, a set of fist techniques is displayed. It is really like a vajra, and the momentum is amazing.
The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall applauded loudly, all praising them, and the faces of other disciples also showed amazement.
Even in Ling Xiao’s eyes, Deng Yalin’s qualifications are not bad. After all, he is very clear about the origin of Little King Kong Boxing. It was originally a prestige martial art of King Kong. The King Kong Boxing is only the King Kong Boxing. Introducing martial arts, King Kong's fist-fighting fist is afraid that it would have been lost.
This boxing technique is very difficult to practice. Deng Yalin was able to practice at a young age at this age, which is really good.
But it's just good, after all, with Ling Xiao's vision, what kind of peerless genius hasn't seen?
"Holy Son, how about my little King Kong?"
After the fist punch, Deng Yalin looked at Ling Xiao proudly.
"Waste is waste, you don't get **** out of the little fist punch, what is this stuff?"
Ling Xiao said lightly, without mercy.
Deng Yalin was furious and said coldly: "Since this is the case, please ask the child to give me a real fist!"
Deng Yalin's heart was full of anger and nowhere to vent, just waiting to see Ling Xiao ugly.
Everyone also showed a look of unbelief. Feeling Ling Xiao was too arrogant. He even made such rants, how would he end?
Nangong Xuan looked indifferent, and Deng Tiande even smiled and said nothing, looking at Ling Xiao.
"Look, this is the real Xiaogangquan!"
Ling Xiao dropped a sentence and jumped into Changsheng Square.
The top of eternal life, the mist is misty, the surrounding mountain winds sway, Lingxiao stands on the square, the face is like a crown jade, the black hair is flying, the eyes are as bright as the stars, and there is a magnificent momentum of its own.
After a while, he moved.
saw Ling Xiao blow out with a punch, which looked light and fluttering, but the cloud with anime sky suddenly flowed towards him, and the fists were bright and began to emit the sound of thunder.
Rumble!
Ling Xiao took punches one by one, and the speed became faster and faster. In the end, the sky was full of fist shadows, like lightning, and the power of the fist was unmatched, just like a King Kong, with a little bit of me invincible, demons and demons. momentum.
The weather changed, the sun and the moon were covered, Ling Xiao punched in the void, as if it was a hammer, smashed on the sky drum, and shocked many disciples with blood and shock.
"Without true energy, punching fists to provoke the vision of the world, this is... this is a small vajra fist in the state of perfection, how is it possible?!"
Deng Yalin was shocked beyond recollection, and his face was full of horror.
"This little ... child, really understands Xiaokong Kongquan?" Deng Tiande is also full of bitterness.
"This is not just a complete boxer fist, this is the artistic concept of boxing, ha ha ha ha... God bless my door to eternal life!"
Nangong Xuan suddenly laughed loudly, his face full of excitement.
"Yes, this is not a vision of heaven and earth, this is the power of heaven and earth, manpower is sometimes poor, and the power of heaven and earth is endless, and the power of heaven and earth is attracted by human power. It is for the artistic conception. Congratulations to Sect Master, Sect Master He Xi, this is a sign of longevity!"
Elder Elder was also very excited, and his white beard was shaking.
"The artistic conception...the artistic conception... Even I didn't comprehend the artistic conception. Nangong Qing claimed to be the first person of the young generation of Changshengmen, but only to the edge of comprehending the sword concept. How could this kid?"
Deng Tiande's face was unbelievable, his eyes full of jealousy.
Boom!
Ling Xiao's last punch fell, and the sky and clouds were evenly washed up, and turned into a huge fist in the void. Under the sunlight, UU read www.uukanshu. com is as bright as gold, and it suddenly explodes, shaking the sky.
"This is the real Little King Kong fist, do you see it clearly? Little King Kong fist is not just blindly stiff, soft for the body, strength for the soul, just for the purpose, meaning in the fist, the rigid and the soft one can only be incarnate. Angry King Kong, drop the demon and lay demon!"
Ling Xiao walked to Deng Yalin, who was in a state of loss, and said lightly.
"Softness is the body, power is the soul, just is the intention, the intention is in the fist, the rigidity and the softness are one..."
Deng Yalin looked pale and muttered, as if she had fallen into a state of madness, but her eyes were brighter.
"I understand, I understand..."
Deng Yalin laughed loudly, stood up, and began to show the small vajra fist, the punching power became much softer, but the endless, like a river, the power has risen by more than one level?
Little King Kong has reached the state of great success!
Next, Deng Yalin made a decision that surprised many people.
He walked quickly to Ling Xiao and knelt down with a thump.
"Holy Son, I am shallow, self-esteemed, I don’t know anyone outside, there’s heaven outside, and I shouldn’t bully my fellow disciples. The Son doesn’t count on previous suspicions and teaches me the little King Kong fist, which makes me very ashamed. I will definitely try hard to practice in the future. , With the help of the Son, carry forward my longevity door!"
Deng Yalin looked at Ling Xiao's eyes full of fanatical worship, and his voice was very sincere.
"Ya Lin, you...you fucking!"
Deng Tiande was also dumbfounded, pointing at Deng Yalin's blushing and cursing.
"Brother Deng, it's rare that Yalin's child will change it when he knows the wrong thing. It is very valuable. You should be happy for him!"
Nangong Xuan smiled slightly.
Deng Tiande opened his mouth, but could not say anything, and his face was bitter.
