Wang Chen's internal skills and mind methods include few breathing and breathing meditation skills. They are very basic and are equivalent to third-rate skills at most. Compared with advanced internal skills and mind methods such as Xiantian Gong, Jiuyin Zhenjing, and Yijin Jing, they are very different.

Far.

But for Chen Kang at this stage, it is just right.

Chen Kang is different from others in that he will not pursue advanced skills from the beginning.

It is too ambitious to pursue those advanced skills when you have zero foundation.

Without a solid foundation and theory, learning advanced skills is just a castle in the air.

Once you have the foundation and understand the principles, you can make bold conjectures, continue to verify, and deduce and verify.

The basics are sometimes the most important.

Before we knew it, Chen Kang and the others had been out for more than a month.

Wang Chen's ancestral martial arts had been changed beyond recognition by Chen Kang.

But the effect is very good.

Chen Kang's body absorbs true qi every day, strengthens the muscles, bones, internal organs, and blood. The qi and blood become more and more active, and the body becomes more and more energetic.

After more than a month of pondering and hard training, Chen Kang's physical fitness has almost doubled, and he can hit a force of four thousand kilograms with all his strength.

Sprinting with all his strength and leaping forward, Chen Kang could cover a distance of thirty meters.

A wild boar weighing more than 200 kilograms was roasted on the charcoal fire, brushed with spices and salt, and the fat kept dripping down.

The aroma is tangy.

"Xiao Liu, Lao Zhang, Lei Jiu, it's time to start eating." Chen Kang said.

Xiao Liu picked up the dagger and began to cut the meat.

Zhang Lezi said with a smile: "After waiting for more than an hour, the meat is finally roasted. I am so greedy that my mouth is watering."

Chen Kang said: "Leave some for Yu San. Don't finish the meat."

People who practice Neijiaquan are all big stomach kings.

A wild boar weighing 200 kilograms is not enough to feed several people, and it can fill up to six cents full at most.

After more than a month of training, everyone in Chen Kang's small team has reached the level of martial arts masters and has mastered An Jin.

Wang Chen used Neijiaquan combined with Zhenqi Kung Fu, and his strength reached the peak of the second-rate, and he could enter the stage of a first-rate warrior at any time.

Chen Kang looked at the few people and said to himself: "I strive to improve my skills, and the results are indeed remarkable. Only superb training techniques can achieve results in a short period of time."

Zhang Lezi is older, more stressed and more focused, and his potential is the most amazing.

In terms of martial arts prowess, apart from Chen Kang and Wang Chen, Zhang Laizi is the strongest.

On the path, a cavalryman appeared.

Xiao Liu said: "Yu San is back."

Chen Kang's ears twitched slightly and said: "Stop eating. Get ready to fight!"

Yu San jumped off the horse and landed smoothly. His movements were clean and neat, and his control of strength was very good.

Lei Jiu said: "How many Tatar cavalry are behind you?"

Yu San said: "Thirty-two elite Mongolian scouts are less than a mile away from us. They will arrive soon."

When several people heard that there were more than thirty people, their eyes lit up.

If we kill them, we will have more than thirty war horses!

Chen Kang and others have gathered more than seventy war horses.

Those war horses were raised in a valley, and Wang Chen and Zhao Fen watched them.

By taking away these more than thirty war horses, we can make up one hundred war horses.

Chen Kang said: "Old rules. You kill the enemy. I will hold the line for you. I will not take action unless it is absolutely necessary."

Zhang Laizi grinned and said confidently: "Just look at it. Thirty-two Mongolian scouts are not enough for us to fight."

Xiao Liu said: "Zhang Leizi, you have been a little arrogant recently. Uncle Chen Kang said that you should be cautious and careful on the battlefield. Do you really think that after learning some martial arts skills, you can do whatever you want?"

Zhang Lezi glared and said loudly: "Xiao Liu, my name is Zhang Zhiyuan, you can call me Lao Zhang. If you call me Zhang Lezi again, I will deal with you. Even though you are young, you and I practice the same martial arts, but I am

He's better than you. What can you do? I'm not convinced."

Rumble.

More than thirty Mongolian cavalry appeared in Chen Kang's sight.

The leader was not a Mongolian cavalry, but a monk wearing dark yellow robes.

The monk is tall and thin. He is not bald, but has a short head. He is very different from the Buddhist disciples in the Central Plains.

The monk looked at Chen Kang.

Chen Kang's hair suddenly stood up and he had goosebumps all over his body.

"King Jinlun?!"

Chen Kang immediately guessed the monk's identity.

He is the Mongolian national master, the eminent monk of Tibetan Buddhism, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Of course, Chen Kang's identification of him as an eminent monk did not refer to his virtues, but to his martial arts.

Zhang Lezi mounted his horse, drew his sword, and said, "I'll go first. Don't try to fight me. Last time, I killed three Mongolian scout cavalry alone. This time, I want to kill a few more."

With Chen Kang holding the battle, Zhang Laizi didn't even know what fear was.

Just do it.

Zhang Lezi has changed from a veteran who was greedy for life and feared death to the brave hero he is now.

Chen Kang looked solemn and said: "Old Zhang, stop quickly. There is trouble. You go first. I will block for a while to buy you time."

What?

Zhang Lezi, Xiao Liu, Yu San, and Lei Jiu all opened their eyes wide and turned pale with shock.

Chen Kang said: "That monk in yellow is a peerless master. You should leave immediately. Quickly."

Xiao Liu said: "Uncle Chen Kang, we will stay and advance and retreat with you."

Chen Kang kicked Xiao Liu and said coldly: "Fart. Your three-legged cat martial arts will only cause trouble for me if you stay. If you don't leave, you may not be able to leave. I will catch up with you later. Let's

Meet at the old place."

Zhang Lezi, Xiao Liu, Lei Jiu and Yu San rode on their war horses, turned around and ran away.

Chen Kang held a long spear and said to himself: "I wonder if I can stop the Golden Wheel Dharma King?"

Chen Kang did not expect that he would meet Jinlun Dharma King so soon.

Uneasiness, anticipation, nervousness, excitement, Chen Kang's heart was filled with various emotions.

Chen Kang's skills have greatly increased, and he also wants to know how big the gap is between himself and the masters of Jinlun Dharma King's level.

A young man next to King Jinlun said: "Master, they are the scouts of the Song Dynasty. They must be the elite of Xiangyang City."

King Jinlun said: "Huo Dou, shoot them."

Jin Lun Dharma King is a disciple of Buddhism, but his words are not compassionate at all. Instead, he is ruthless and has murderous intent.

Huo Du picked up his strong bow and took out the feather arrows.

Bang.

The bowstring vibrates.

The feather arrow quickly shot towards Chen Kang.

Huo Du shot arrows several times in succession.

The targets he shot were not only Chen Kang, but also Zhang Laizi Xiaoliu and others who were rushing in front.

Chen Kang waved his spear.

The gun tip accurately hits the arrow flying at high speed.

Bang bang bang...

The feathered arrows were smashed into pieces by the spear, and none of them missed.

"Um?"

King Jinlun was surprised and said: "He is a master."

Huo Dou said: "Master, the Great Khan said that our elite scouts often disappear recently. I think it was him."

Jin Lun Dharma King nodded.

Jin Lun Dharma King had two purposes for going south this time. One was to find out why the Mongolian scouts often disappeared; the other was to attend the martial arts conference organized by the Beggar Clan uninvited.

Defeating the martial arts masters of the Central Plains, disrupting the martial arts conference, and damaging the morale of the Central Plains were the tasks assigned by the Great Khan to King Jinlun.
To be continued...