Four, Seven, Eight A familiar name that triggers great luck

“What kind of flight tickets are in Hawaii?”

Zuo Lin listened to the news about Qin Fen from his subordinates, and a little doubt was added to his two sword eyebrows. A sarcastic sneer quickly appeared at the corner of his lips. His index finger and middle finger kept tapping the tabletop, making a brisk sound.

"Hawaii? It's very close to the Holy Martial Arts Hall." Zuo Lin looked at the changing map in the projection screen in front of him and shook his head repeatedly: "It's great, it's best to go to the Holy Martial Arts Hall first. There should be someone he trusts the most here. I believe he will soon know what a fragile friendship is."

"Col.. left..."

Zuo Lin turned his head and looked at the colonel beside him who wanted to speak but stopped. He raised his wrist symbolically and signaled that the other party could speak.

"It's better..." A sharp look flashed in the colonel's eyes, and his palm suddenly stroked down the air, making a beheading action, and said, "If it is made, an air crash..."

"Air crash?" Zuo Lin raised his eyebrows and curled his lips again: "If he had not become a martial arts master, I would not mind using the air crash to solve him directly. Now? Although Qin Fen's previous combat information has not shown that he used martial arts skills, who would not learn martial arts skills at the first time by any warrior who entered the martial arts masters?"

Zuo Lin slowly raised his chin, Zhang Qiang's confident and firm eyes showed a gentle longing for the first time, and he sighed slowly and said, "Fly! You can fly freely and unrestrained by the suction force of the center of the earth, and fly in the sky. Which human being doesn't want to have such ability? An air crash can only hurt innocent people and cannot kill the person you should kill. You can only remind him that someone is calculating him behind the scenes."

The colonel blushed. He had thought that Qin Fen might be able to master martial arts, but he could have a gamble after all.

"Give up the idea of ​​an air crash." Zuo Lin smiled softly: "I don't want to kill Qin Fen for the time being. If I go to Saturn, I will definitely be one of my generals."

A huge civil aviation passenger flew away at Shengjing's highway. At the same time, the military airport began to be busy with tension. The two colonels who participated in the assessment also quickly left Shengjing.

Zhao Huzi stood in front of the window and watched Minghang flying by the sky. He faintly extinguished the cigarette in his hand that he had not been smoking for a long time, with a three-point look: "I hope you don't go back empty-handed this time."

After a long flight, the huge plane slowly landed at the airport in Hawaii.

The resort holy place is still a resort holy place. Qin Fen returned to Hawaii again. Looking at the construction around him, it felt like everything happened yesterday.

At that time, when everyone went to the Holy Martial Arts Hall, they had only ten-star martial arts strength. Now that they had revisited their hometowns, they had already risen to the sixteen-star rating. To a certain extent, as long as they did not do major crimes against humanity, the law would not restrict them.

It took only two years, Qin Fen had to sigh that the world of martial arts is really a place where miracles can be created. Once upon a time, he was just a high school student struggling at the bottom of society. With the improvement of martial arts strength, although he is not as rich as a country, he does not have to run around for food and clothing.

Looking at the direction of the Holy Martial Hall island where there is no physical presence overseas, Qin Fen clenched his fists slightly. Perhaps using martial arts can use the martial arts technique to fly into the Holy Martial Hall without the need for ship transportation, but that will break the rules of the Holy Martial Hall.

There is only one ship to the Shengwu Hall every day. Qin Fen sat quietly in the harbor and looked at the blue sea. The whirlwind gently blew Lin Ling's long hair, and her beauty was still so charming!

It was late at night, and Qin Fen slowly stood up. In the boring time waiting for the ship to come, he slowly moved the twenty-four simplified Tai Chi. In addition to the most soft and strong boxing principle, he also had the entanglement of Huiyi Chan.

He was able to elevate the word "Zang" to the point where the vulgar king Zeng Yicheng cursed. After seeing the master fighting against Qilin, Qin Fen attached more importance to this set of martial arts that had not been 100% before.

Qin Fen is not Xue Tian, ​​the kind of warrior who can completely understand it with a glance, nor is he the kind of warrior who will no longer study it after learning it.

Martial arts, no martial arts is truly extreme. Qin Fen likes the new things that occasionally discover when studying martial arts.

Time passed by without realizing it. Another young man came to the dock in the middle of the night. He looked like he was in his early 18 years old. His six-star warrior's strength made him particularly heroic. The black warrior suit and the unique bodybuilding figure of the warrior exuded an upward vitality.

The young man who came to the dock soon discovered Qin Fen's abnormality and did not mobilize his rank and had no star-level strength. It was like an ordinary person facing the sea breeze, simplifying the boxing style of Tai Chi in the weak and weak twenty-four ways.

The Holy Martial Arts Hall is a great martial arts holy land for almost all warriors in the world. The young man found Qin Fen's strangeness and observed it quietly for an entire hour. After Qin Fen finished the simple Tai Chi posture, he hurriedly walked up to hand over.

"Hello, are you also going to the Holy Martial Arts Hall? Why can't I see your star-level strength clearly?" The young man looked at Qin Fen with a frown: "My name is Ma Juntie, a six-star ancient martial arts."

Qin Fen looked at Ma Juntie. He was less than nineteen years old and had the peak state of six-star ancient martial arts. Such a level was hard to say. He was barely enough to absorb the Holy Martial Hall. His clothes were brand new warrior suits, and he could even smell the smell he had just taken out of the store warehouse.

After a brief observation, Qin Fen could be sure that the young man named Ma Juntie in front of him was not rich. In addition to the figure of a warrior, the muscles on his shoulders were a little too thick, and even the muscles on his arms were a little hard.

For real warriors, except for a few special skills, most of the warriors should be as soft as flowing water when relaxing their bodies, and as hard as steel when exerting force, so that the speed and penetration of their hands have been increased to the extreme.

Ma Juntie's arms and shoulder muscles were slightly thicker. This thickness and hardness were not felt in the eyes of six-star warriors, but martial arts masters like Qin Fen could see through it at a glance.

Qin Fen had this situation back then. It was a side effect of working hard to make money for a long time. It was not until he walked alone in Qinghai that the foundation of martial arts was continuously improved. He discovered this small flaw that would affect future martial arts.

Qin Fen nodded repeatedly when he saw it. It was already good to upgrade the ancient martial arts to six-star level at such an age, and it was even more difficult to do it when the family conditions should be poor.

You should know that learning martial arts requires money! For ordinary families with income, it can be said that it is a considerable amount. For families with poor financial conditions, learning martial arts is often a luxury.

"Can I ask a question?" Ma Juntie's pupils were full of curiosity: "It was strange just now, it was really strange. People say that the Twenty-Four Styles Simplified Tai Chi is also called Lao Ren's Fist, which is not even athletic boxing. But it is really strange. When I saw you just saw you punching, I felt indescribable. It was like you and the waves of the sea and the sea breeze formed a whole. The sea breezes that blew into your hands and were completely controlled by you."

Qin Fen was a little surprised. The young man's sense of martial arts was better than he thought. Not to mention a six-star warrior, even an eight-star warrior might not have such feelings as him.

"Try it, your best punch."

Ma Juntie was slightly stunned when he heard Qin Fen's faint words. This person who seemed not much older than him actually had an indescribable sense of obedience in his ordinary words, just like the feeling of a master from the martial arts school guiding his disciples.

Ma Juntie didn't say much, and jumped back and took two steps, and started fighting with great force.

Luohan Fist? Qin Fen smiled, with a very happy smile on his face. This set of martial arts injected all his hard work, and the long-lost touching kept surging in his heart.

The Luohan Fist that Ma Juntie pulled was very good. The foundation was solid and the movements were simple and unpretentious. The promotion and retreat were orderly. Few six-star warriors could lay such a solid foundation.

After watching it for a while, Qin Fen learned about Ma Juntie's internal skills. It was a very special set of internal skills, called the four dynamic skills, which was not much better than those basic internal skills.

The most special thing about this set of internal skills is that you can practice it without moving. It also needs to move when practicing internal skills. The four stalks of dynamic skills are dragon, crane, wind and cloud.

Solid! Qin Fen nodded repeatedly when he saw it. This Ma Juntiede not only beat the Arhat's punch, but also practiced the four dynamic skills very well. There are many movements between dragons, cranes, winds and clouds.

"Not bad." Qin Fen looked at Ma Juntie who was holding the sequel and applauded gently: "You are practicing the four dynamic skills well. Are you thinking about the other six stakes this time when you go to the Shengwu Hall?"

Ma Juntie was stunned. He had just tried a set of Arhat Fist, and all the internal skills he majored in were seen through? If he was an old warrior who seemed to be a fairy-like and white-bearded old warrior, it would be nothing strange, but he was a peer of such a young age.

"In fact, the ten stakes of dynamic rituals are not the limit of martial arts." Qin Fen sat back to the beach and looked at the rolling waves: "I have seen the ten stakes of dynamic rituals, dragon, crane, wind, cloud, big, small, ghost, dark, twilight, twilight, twilight, twilight, and heart. It almost covers everything in the world..."

Qin Fen looked at Ma Juntie who also sat down beside him and listened carefully: "In fact, it would be better if this martial arts was expanded again, and it would be better to become the twelve dynamic skills. Heaven, earth, mind, dragon, crane, wind, cloud, big, small, secluded, and underworld."

Qin Fen said as he stood up slowly, his hands and feet slowly moving with his body. Although there was no martial arts energy between opening and closing, Ma Juntie's six-star true energy had spread throughout his body, facing the pressure released by Qin Fen in every move.

There is no need for qi, you only need to expose the true essence of a set of martial arts, and you can still generate powerful power.

After a set of twelve dynamic straits, Qin Fen's body slowed down even slower, and his body made a special rhythm that was almost static with his hands and feet: "The six special practices of static exercises, tiger step exercises, heavy hammer exercises, ground reduction exercises, sac suspension exercises, pointing acupoint exercises, Nirvana exercises... Together with the twelve dynamic exercises, it is truly perfect. I call it the eighteen innate straits of static movements."

Ma Juntie looked at Qin Fen with his eyes dull. Although he had never heard of these techniques, he had watched battles on Sky Martial Fighting Network for many years, but had also seen many videos of master warriors. With the martial arts sense that he was beyond ordinary people, he could immediately feel that Qin Fen was definitely not talking nonsense, but was really practicing a profound martial art.

Qin Fen practiced all the exercises and stood up straight in relaxation: "Your Arhat Fist is rare for me to beat well, and my skills are quite solid."

"ah?"

Ma Juntie recovered from his sluggishness, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, with a lot of shyness: "I learned from my idol. Speaking of this Arhat Fist, my idol is truly solid, and I am far from it."

"Idol?" Qin Fen raised his eyebrows. It seems that no one in this world is known as a master who is famous for Arhat Fist.

"Well! Idol." Ma Junti's eyes suddenly rose, his fists clenched tightly and trembled gently: "Thirty-six hours!

Qin Fen's body shook quietly. This name that was so familiar that it was no longer familiar, it sounded a bit strange and ancient. His life on Sky Battle Network was quickly rumbling and replaying in his mind.

In an instant, Qin Fen looked at the tumbling sea, the number of waves that could not be calculated by layers of computers, and his mind began to expand along the sea surface, as if he was going to extend along the sea surface to the end of the sea.

The sea breeze mixed with the sea water seemed to be connected, and it set off a huge wave of more than thirty feet out of thin air. From the sea surface not far away, it quickly advanced to the coast like an ancient sea monster, instantly slapped Qin Fen into the waves, as if soaking him in a physical container without dispersing.

Qin Fen's ear canal, skin, eyes, and muscles seemed to be covered with countless crawlers, which could quickly squirm.

Slap... Slap... Slap...

The bones under the skin muscles can also rotate, and the whole person seems to be inflating and inflated. The next moment, the deflated ball begins to shrink. In less than a second, his body repeated this thousands of times. The surrounding sea water formed a wind-shaped tornado, rushing around his body a hundred feet. Then, with a "pop", it sounded like a broken crystal cup, turning into countless water droplets, scattered around.

Ma Juntie rubbed his eyes hard, suspecting that his vision had hallucinations. These water droplets fell on the ground did not break like raindrops when it hit the ground. They would be more like an elastic glass ball. They bounced gently on the ground for more than a dozen times before they suddenly turned into a water splash that hit the ground.

The wind-shaped water tornado dispersed, Qin Fen's body returned to normal, and the sea surface resumed its unchanged waves for a hundred years, as if nothing had happened just now, playing with the small waves on his own.

Expansion and extension are all the passing feeling in a blink of an eye. Qin Fen pulled his mind back into his body, and more sighs came to his heart. Things in this world are really strange. I was waiting for the ship to see a junior with good martial arts qualifications and wanted to give some advice, but unexpectedly, because of the other party's words, it touched the long-lasting and profound memories deep in my heart.

After just practicing twenty-four simplified Tai Chi, following the "Eighteen Innate Movement and Stillness" that was learned from the other party's action, the body was in an inexplicable harmonious moment. When someone suddenly mentioned it, the sea water would transport these long-lasting but profound memories in an instant like a transport brigade.

The memories of that moment were sighing, Qin Fen once again inexplicably entered the state of unity between man and nature, as if he wanted to merge with the Pacific Ocean in front of him.

It was still as dreamy as it was, and it was still as empty as it felt. The feeling of power sent back with both hands tightly reminded Qin Fen that it was not a dream.

Qin Fen remembered the scene of Wu Zun slashing his palm when he took him to the beach before leaving the Holy Martial Hall that day.

He raised his arm and slashed it as if he was very casually.

The sea surface of a hundred feet seemed to be hit by a huge iron rod about meter wide, and the sea water quickly retreated to both sides, as if a sea passage was built out of thin air on the sea surface.

Baizhang! Ma Juntie felt that there were large goose bumps gathering on his skin, his scalp was numb like an electrotherapy treatment, and his short black hair looked like a hedgehog, with one root standing up to the sky, his eyes widening twice as big as usual.

Ma Juntie's Adam's apple squirmed up and down, his palms were covered with cold sweat, and his heart kept screaming: Who is this? He just smashed a hundred feet long hole in the sea with just one palm out of nowhere. The high concentration of power made the viewer unable to know what kind of star strength he had.

The sea water separated and the next second was squeezed by the surrounding sea water again, hitting again, forming waves of waves that were several people high.

Lin Ling looked at the amazing damage caused by Qin Fen's attack, and his expression did not change even in a slight change. He still looked at the sea quietly, without any emotion at all, as if he had not seen this terrible bombardment.

Qin Fen looked at his right hand that made this shocking blow, and a three-point smile appeared on his face. He turned his head and looked at the shocked Ma Juntie nodded slightly: "Thank you."

"Ah?" Ma Juntie looked at Qin Fen in confusion. He didn't know that the name he mentioned inadvertently would give the great master in front of him so much, and he didn't know what the realm of unity between man and nature is.

Qin Fen slowly lowered his right hand, looked up again at the sea that had not yet subsided, and sighed repeatedly on the rushing sea surface. His luck seemed really good now. In less than two months, he entered the short-term state of unity between man and nature twice in a row.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Fen began to thank his special life before. If he hadn't had that experience, he would have practiced Tai Chi this time and created the "Twelve Studs of Innate Movement and Stillness". Hearing the name mentioned by the other party, he would not have entered the state of unity between man and nature.

In less than two months, I entered the state of unity between man and nature twice in a row. I heard from Song Jia that no one could have done such a thing. This time I was really lucky.

Qin Fen waved his hand and let Ma Juntie, who had just jumped up, sit down: "Your idol is thirty-six hours?"
Chapter completed!