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There are foxes Sui Sui Fifteen, an inch of brocade and an inch of gold

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    Hu Huan knocked the tire into the air, and hit instructor Luo Sihai with a punch that almost "killed" instructor Luo Sihai. His chest was slightly hot, the mysterious conch lit up, and the faint golden thread was hidden under his clothes, so no one else could see it.

    Stimulated by the mysterious conch, Hu Huan suddenly regained consciousness, turned his head to look left and right, and cursed: "Instructor Luo, are you going to die?"

    "Look at how they beat me up?"

    "I'm just a junior high school student."

    "You let dozens of people beat me up, do you still have any humanity?"

    "I wish your whole family will be killed by donkeys"

    Including the seventh squad leader, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Hu Huan swearing. What they fear most is that the awakened ones will run away. If Hu Huan can wake up, it means that everything is fine.

    Luo Sihai was scolded bloody, but he showed a relaxed smile, walked over and patted Hu Huan on the shoulder, and said, "You probably don't know that joining the Qianlong Army actually has a subsidy."

    Hu Huan was taken aback for a moment, and asked casually, "How much is it per month?"

    "According to private soldiers, there is a monthly allowance of 26 yuan."

    Hu Huan thought about it for a while. After all, he was only a junior high school student, and it was automatically converted into pocket money in his mind instead of a normal salary, which he thought was pretty good.

    The seventh squad leader came over and asked curiously: "Who did you learn boxing from? You have a problem with your practice!"

    Hu Huan blushed, and said in a low voice: "It's passed down in the family, but the elders in the family don't practice anymore, so I can only figure it out."

    The seventh squad leader smiled and said to Luo Sihai: "I like this kid, give him to me!"

    Luo Sihai said: "Lu Yunyun volunteered to be his instructor."

    The seventh squad leader said indifferently: "I don't want to refer to the title of instructor, I just like this kid, and I plan to teach him some boxing techniques."

    Luo Sihai hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Be careful!"

    The seventh squad leader nodded. They all knew that the awakened ones were actually very unstable. Hu Huan almost ran away just now.  If it wasn't for Hu Huan's quick awakening, they would have used the anesthesia gun, which is specially prepared for the awakened, and the dose is elephant level.

    One shot down, the after-effects are very serious.

    Hu Huan couldn't help moaning, every part of his body was covered with wounds, and even the slightest movement would cause excruciating pain.

    The seventh squad leader smiled and said, "Hold on, I'll help you revitalize your blood!"

    Hu Huan just wanted to ask, what is blood circulation?

    There was a pair of palms, like a red-hot iron, pressing on his shoulders. Although the palms were hot, the pain was relieved a lot at the place where they were pressed.

    He obediently did not move, allowing the seventh squad leader to do what he wanted.

    The No. 7 squad leader gave Hu Huan a blood circulation all over his body, and he was also sweating profusely.

    Hu Huan stretched his muscles and bones a little. Although his whole body was still hurting, he felt much better than before. He thanked the seventh squad leader.

    Luo Sihai had been watching from the side all the time, he was very worried that Hu Huan would go berserk, seeing that he was fine at this moment, he said to the rest of the soldiers: "Let's all go away!"

    The dark-faced Lao Zhang smiled and said, "If Lao Xiao hadn't taken the job, I would also like to teach this kid his martial arts."

    He yelled: "Let's go, go back to sleep, we have to train tomorrow."

    Luo Sihai shook his body, disappeared suddenly, and left without saying a word. The rest of the soldiers also left one after another. After a while, only Hu Huan and the seventh squad leader were left on the playground.

    The seventh squad leader laughed, and said: "Xiao Jianseng! The seventh squad leader, the second-level sergeant commander! My ancestors were born in Southern Shaolin, and the family passed down the practice of Arhat Heng."

    "You can practice martial arts with me these few days."

    "Your boxing is very problematic, and there should be no one who understands it. Although as an awakened person, he is naturally stronger than ordinary people, but having one more skill will greatly help his life."

    Hu Huan did not resist learning martial arts from the seventh squad leader. He threw himself with all his strength, which left a deep impression on the seventh squad leader.

    He agreed straight away: "I am willing to learn martial arts from you."

    Xiao Jianseng patted Hu Huan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You are tired today, go back to sleep! Tomorrow morning, I will give you a small stove alone."

    Hu Huan really hadn't been idle all day.

    Trained in the morning, studied cultural lessons in the afternoon, was called out to perform a ceremony at night, and then received another fat beating.

    He nodded grinning, and walked towards the dormitory.

    Xiao Jianseng, squad leader of the seventh class, looked at his back, quietlyHe sighed deeply, and said to himself in a low voice: "I'm going to be discharged from the army! It's also a thought to leave something for the barracks and pass on the boxing skills."

    He turned around and walked towards his dormitory, his body as straight as a gun, but under the setting sun, the shadow was indescribably lonely.

    Hu Huan went back to the dormitory and fell asleep. He didn't know that there were at least ten phone calls related to him from this city to the capital.

    Early the next morning, Hu Huan was called out by Seng Xiao Jianseng, and took him to another part of the compound, a very remote place.

    Hu Huan was very curious about what boxing skills Xiao Jianseng would teach him.

    Xiao Jianseng took off his military uniform, casually put it on the basketball hoop beside him, and said with a smile: "Several researchers in Kunlun think that the various magical legends in ancient boxing techniques may not be fabricated by the ancients. Ordinary people can't practice it anyway.  Those who are physically awakened are born with amazing physiques and can be called martial arts prodigy, but they may not be able to practice."

    "It's just that there are more than 10,000 people in our Qianlong Army. Counting the natural ones and those who have been trained the day after tomorrow, there are only a few dozen who have awakened their bodies. They are all the treasures of the major troops, and no one is willing to be seconded to Kunlun."

    "The few researchers who put forward this theory have no way to verify it."

    "Let's not talk about this first."

    "I'll teach you the boxing scores handed down from my family first."

    "Look at your boxing practice, how is it different from ordinary people like us."

    Hu Huan followed Xiao Jianseng, posing in various poses and breathing in coordination. He only practiced for seven or eight minutes, and he was so tired that he stuck out his tongue. The physical exertion was even worse than yesterday's morning training.

    He pointed to the sky with one hand, wrapped his hand around his thigh, pinched his toes, and had to use three long and one short breaths to catch his breath. After holding it for a while, he couldn't help shouting: "Brother Xiao! Does this posture really work?  "

    Xiao Jianseng chuckled and said: "Arhat horizontal training is divided into seven sets, including internal training, boxing, fighting and equipment. It is a complete set of boxing."

    "What I taught you is called brocade!"

    "It is the most quintessential internal practice technique of Luohan Henggong."

    "There is a formula in the ancestral genealogy that says: Heavenly insects make cocoons into neon clothes, and every inch of brocade and gold spits out the Xuangang!"

    "Inch of brocade and inch of gold is a homophonic term, that is, inch of brocade and inch of strength! It is said that this set of ten brocades has been practiced to a great degree, and the fist strength can be spit out ten inches in the air, hurting people invisible."

    Hu Huan couldn't help asking: "Can you really practice such a miraculous boxing technique?"

    Xiao Jianseng laughed again, and replied: "Not to mention ten inches of volley force, even half an inch volley force, none of our ancestors has practiced it before.?
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