Chapter 12 If this is the case, it is better to take the initiative

In the darkness of the night, a ray of light suddenly appeared like silver.

Yin Zhengxiong mobilized all his strength, and with the protection of the silver silk gloves, he roared like thunder, and with the sound rising and falling, his strength continued to accumulate. He took a step forward and pounced forward.

It doesn't look like an eagle spreading its wings, but rather has a bit of the look of a tiger!

Yin Zhengxiong has been practicing dark power for many years, and his strength has long been trained throughout his body. The only thing left is to penetrate the inside and outside, and train his skin, tendons, and bones. Although he is old, his physical fitness is still strong.

Only when he attacked in extreme anger at this moment did his true strength show.

Then, the three Ming Jin warriors made their moves.

"The momentum is good, but unfortunately some of the rationality has been lost."

Zhou Yan was not happy to see the prey. Instead, he shook his head slightly, sighed in his heart, and changed his moves from the original snake-like heart-piercing technique to acupoint-pressing kung fu.

His ten fingers changed positions one after another, tapping on Yin Zhengxiong's arm.

There are numerous acupuncture points in the human body, each with its own function. Although the level of dark energy has not yet involved this aspect of practice, Zhou Yan has a deep understanding of the acupuncture points.

As the wind sounded slowly, Zhou Yan's ten fingers had already passed through the strong wind, avoiding the silver silk gloves, and touched the dozens of acupoints on Yin Zhengxiong's arm, cutting off his breath.

Ten points of momentum and strength were reduced to only one or two points in the blink of an eye.

"Ok?"

Yin Zhengxiong was stunned and stopped.

Before he could react, Zhou Yan turned sideways like a snake and came behind Yin Zhengxiong.

He raised his hand to grab the man who was kicking him, twisted the ankle in his hand, and with a "click", he disassembled the joint, tore off a thick thigh and threw it aside, then pulled it hard before the man could react.

Two fingers pierced his larynx.

As the blood spurted, Zhou Yan hooked his fingers, opened and closed his palms and threw it away, blinding Yin Zhengxiong with the blood to block his counterattack, and then threw the body away.

With his palms slightly clenched, the snake roars like a tiger.

The hidden power circulated throughout the body, from the waist, chest and abdomen to the arms in an instant, and then slapped each arm.

clap clap!

The hard skull cracked almost instantly, and the two heads exploded like watermelons falling to the ground, and red and white substances splashed out!

In the blink of an eye, the three Ming Jin warriors were killed.

"What a pity, what a pity."

At this moment, Zhou Yan put down his bloodstained hands, looked at the dark night, and sighed as the lights were hastily turned off:
"You are no exception after all..."

This Yin Zhengxiong was ruthless and thoughtful.

First he sent people to inquire about the news and planned his whereabouts to set up an ambush. That was not enough, he even brought three Ming Jin masters to help, just in case.

But, he lost his mind after a few words.

This is really...

Originally Zhou Yan had shown some interest, but after sighing, the little attention he paid to these people also disappeared.

"You, this is Xingyi Kung Fu..."

At this moment, Yin Zhengxiong calmed down immediately as if a basin of cold water was poured on him.

I have reached the pinnacle of Dark Power, and I am only one step away from reaching the realm where even a feather cannot be added. There is still hope for me to break through to Transformation Power.

And those three warriors were all masters of Ming Jin. They had been in the martial arts world for many years. Although they had not cultivated An Jin, they were also quite famous. He spent a lot of money to hire them to assist him.

Even an expert in Hua Jin can resist one or two attacks of this kind.

How is it possible that he can’t even block one move from Zhou Yan?
And if he was not mistaken, the Kung Fu used by Zhou Yan seemed to be orthodox Xingyi...

Yin Zhengxiong looked at the bright red blood slowly flowing at his feet, and the anger in his heart disappeared, replaced by a sense of confusion and an lingering, biting coldness.

I can't beat them in a fight, and I can't compete with their background.

How to do this?
call,
suck~
"I originally wanted to do things in a gentler way. I didn't want to kill anyone. I just wanted to borrow a few volumes of texts. If I could make friends through martial arts, that would be great."

"I didn't expect that the people I met were all like this... This is really not what we expected!"

While muttering softly, Zhou Yan's eyes drooped dimly, then he raised his bloody hand and took a step forward.

Ta-da!

Ta-da!

One step, another step.

Zhou Yan's speed was not fast, he moved one step at a time, but in Yin Zhengxiong's eyes, under the moonlight, the blood-red palm slowly reached out, just like a ghost.

"No matter what, let's give it a try!"

Yin Zhengxiong gritted his teeth, thought about his son and the Golden Eagle Gate, and felt that he should give it a try.

"Oh?"

Zhou Yan paused for a moment and smiled again:
"Interesting, then I'll give you one last chance."

He took a deep breath, and all the panic he had just felt disappeared.

After all, Yin Zhengxiong is still a dark force warrior who has been dominating the martial arts world for many years. Even though he was suppressed by Zhou Yan for a while, he has now recovered and rekindled his desire to fight.

"You are so arrogant, how dare you be so careless?"

As his breath came in and out, Yin Zhengxiong stepped out taking advantage of the opportunity that Zhou Yan had deliberately left.

The shoulders are low and spread out like wings.

He clasped his arms together from the outside, clenched his palms into claws, took a step forward, leaped high into the air, and pounced towards Zhou Yan!

When an eagle soars into the sky, its most powerful moment is when it glides down from a high altitude to grab its prey. It uses its own weight and the force of the dive to break the prey's spine.

The Eagle Claw Technique of the Golden Eagle Sect is based on this idea.

Just now, Yin Zhengxiong was influenced by Zhou Yan and attacked in anger. Although his momentum was stronger, the essence of his martial arts was not fully displayed. At this moment, he realized the true appearance of Eagle Claw Kung Fu. Whoosh!

With the help of silver silk gloves, it can tear apart large tracts of airflow.

Yin Zhengxiong, a tall man about 1.8 meters tall, approached Zhou Yan with a speed and agility that was totally inconsistent with his body size!
"Are you still alive now?"

Yin Zhengxiong said with a grim smile:

"You are still young after all, and your character is not mature enough!"

He didn't have much hope at first, but he didn't expect Zhou Yan to be so arrogant that he underestimated his enemy and allowed him to display his martial arts skills.

This time, he should be able to turn defeat into victory, right?

"It seems that you are no different from before..."

Zhou Yan did not move. He was disappointed again. He did not see what he wanted to see, and he became more determined in his decision.

It's the same Eagle Claw Kung Fu. If it doesn't work on me, I should try other methods. Could it be that after decades of practice, I have only learned this one martial art and it's neither good nor bad?

Mostly, it is just laziness, thinking that one perfect move can be worth tens of thousands of moves.

But, you are not Zhang Sanfeng or Bodhidharma.

Even at their level, they have learned from many schools of thought. It's not that they don't know how to use it, they just don't use it.

Amid the whistling wind, Zhou Yan put two fingers together.

He tapped lightly on the chest of Yin Zhengxiong who was flying towards him, and the hidden power surged in. His knuckles sank three-quarters of the way, and bright red flowed out. Then he turned sideways, and his fingers were like blades, cutting along a straight line.

He took another roll and wrapped the torn cloth around his hand, wiping the blood off it.

thump!
Yin Zhengxiong's attack was fleeting, and he fell to the ground immediately, his eyes lifeless, and only his still warm body twitched slightly under the action of his nerve units.

"It seems that I don't know enough about the warriors in this world. Perhaps I am still too conservative. Forcing these sects to learn martial arts can only be used as an appetizer and cannot really stimulate them..."

"In this way, how can we fight against the extraordinary?"

Twisting his fingers, which were still slightly red, Zhou Yan took out a special mobile phone made by the Special Intelligence Bureau. His eyes rested on the information of the Songhe Sword School and an idea came to his mind.

"There's no need to passively wait for them to come and kill me. There's no need to fight them one by one. It's better for me to take the initiative and attack with force!"

"But if this happens, the time for cooperation with the Special Intelligence Bureau will be shortened rapidly. By then, there will be enemies everywhere, and I won't have much time to cultivate my Hua Jin."

Zhou Yan fell into deep thought.

In the realm of martial arts, before the stage of transforming energy, no matter how advanced the methods are, one cannot truly obtain superhuman physical strength, and many actions will be controlled by others.

Only when one has cultivated the power of transformation and trained the power into bones and internal organs, greatly improving the capabilities of organs throughout the body and having superhuman strength, can one gain a little freedom.

Zhou Yan wanted to change his action strategy from the gentle approach of challenging the martial arts world to a direct robbing approach without going through the process of challenging the martial arts world. Naturally, he had to consider more.

If you don't want to be constrained everywhere, then at least you must have the skill of transforming your strength, and the higher the better.

Otherwise, facing the hunt of the entire martial arts community in the future, he would only die miserably.

You know, even a master like GOD who is suspected to be indestructible does not dare to provoke the martial arts world at will.

"It's not a good place to stay for long. I should move to another place."

Looking at the lights that had all been turned off at some point, Zhou Yan sighed lightly and disappeared into the night.

……

There are three major county towns around Lanyang County.

Among them, Enning County is the most prosperous. It not only has a huge flow of people, but also has various development projects to attract investment, and all industries are booming.

Among them, the leader in the fitness industry is Songhe Dojo.

This dojo is just like other martial arts schools in that it charges tuition and teaches apprentices martial arts. The only difference is that the power behind it is the Songhe Sword School, which has some connection with Taoist forces.

Therefore, it is named as Dojo.

Walking out of Songhe Dojo and patting his blood-stained clothes, Zhou Yan already knew the location of Songhe Sword School and was ready to go there.

The disciples of these dojo were not very loyal, and they were all defeated before Zhou Yan had made a few moves.

"I seem to be on the verge of another breakthrough. My dark energy has penetrated my entire body and I can lock up my internal energy at will..."

Walking on the road, Zhou Yan was deep in thought.

With his current training speed, he would probably be able to break through to the Hua Jin level in less than a month, but it might take him longer to comprehend the mystery behind it.

Hua Jin is different from Ming Jin and An Jin.

It is the final realm of martial arts and the beginning of developing human potential. Only by practicing this realm to perfection can one train the bones and marrow and stimulate the potential of the internal organs.

Only then can one successfully hold the elixir, break through the elixir power, and achieve success in martial arts.

The mystery is very profound.

It is not something that can be understood in a short period of time.

However, if one could obtain the method of practicing Hua Jin, a lot of time could be saved. This is also one of the reasons why Zhou Yan was eager to pursue the inheritance of various schools and sects.

Life is only a hundred years long, and too much of it is wasted on mediocrity, so we naturally have to cherish time.

The Songhe Sword School is not far from the Songhe Gymnasium.

With Zhou Yan's speed, it only took about twenty minutes for him to find the location of the Songhe Sword School.

Look up and see.

A courtyard wall made entirely of red bricks and mud tiles stretches out, with a gold-inlaid plaque hanging high.

"Who is coming?"

Outside the door, the two asked in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)