Time flies. Tang Jie has excellent physical fitness and has received Horn's spell treatment. With Niya's careful care, his injuries have recovered quickly. Some areas with crust and scars have begun to fall off, revealing fresh red and tender fair skin.

Tang Jie was lying on the bed and couldn't get out of bed. Every day, he had to lie on the bed and felt the qi flowing in his body, recalling the various gains he had learned in a death battle that day.

At the same time, he was also thinking about a question: Where will it go in the future?

Coming to another strange world is not as simple as moving. If you can start a new life, you can start a new life. If you can let go of the old past, you can let go of the old past.

The panic of the first arrival in another world has gradually faded away, and a thrilling shipwreck and war has calmed down. When the sea is no longer turbulent and no longer filled with shouts of killing, the calm and peaceful sea breeze will carry Tang Jie's thoughts and fly thousands of miles away.

what do I do?

Or, what do I want to do when I come to this world?

Tang Jie opened his eyes, looked at the broken moon outside the window, and sighed softly.

This was the fifth night after he woke up. He could clearly feel that his body was improving greatly. Although he still could not engage in fierce fighting, there was no problem getting out of bed and walking around.

He slowly moved his body and walked out of the bed, trying to find a piece of clothing to put on, but found that when he was traveling through time, the clothes he was wearing had already been washed clean by Niya, and were neatly folded, with edges and corners.

Tang Jie smiled, but he didn't expect Niya to be so delicate.

These days, Niya has been taking care of him without avoiding the suspicion of being a man and a woman, which has always made him feel indescribable.

He got on the boat, pushed open the door, and came to the narrow cabin walkway.

The last time he came to the cabin walkway, he was chased all the way and eventually became a prisoner. But this time when he stood here, he was a guest of honor and a great hero that everyone admired on the ship.

This is the wonder of life situation.

Tang Jie smiled and shook his head.

The Hell itself is a double-brid flying fish-class warship. Its hull is not very large, especially the aisle between the cabins is very narrow, and only two people can walk side by side.

Although the sailors scrubbed and maintained every day, it can still be seen that the boat has experienced many years of wind and rain. Even the wooden walls in the cabin are filled with a brown-yellow vicissitudes and grinding. The few oil lamps hanging on the bulkheads have made the cabin dimly illuminate, and the swaying flames appear as the sea boat rises and falls in the waves.

Tang Jie passed by the sailor's room and looked through the faint door, but saw that most of the sailors were asleep, and the snoring sounds from inside were rolling like thunder, which made Tang Jie shake his head.

Climbing out of the cabin and coming to the deck, a refreshing sea breeze blew over his face, wrapping him tightly in his arms.

Tang Jie hadn't gotten out of bed or out of the room for more than ten days, let alone came to the boat to see the sea under the starry sky.

At first glance, under the vast and twinkling starry sky, the sea is vast and endless, making people unable to see the front and back roads at all. It seems that when you look up, there are the same scenery everywhere. Only waves surging one after another, hitting the hull, making waves sounds, rustling.

Tang Jie felt like the ship beneath him, not knowing where he was or where he was going. The only thing he could feel was the boundless vastness of the sea and the mysterious majesty of the sea.

During the last heavy rainstorm battle, I thought that the sea would be as quiet and gentle as it is now, like a faint virgin?

Tang Jie let out a long sigh. He didn't get out of bed for a long time, and his whole body seemed to have a very dull exhaust gas. He stretched out his fists and feet, feeling that there was a force that was eager to try in his body, and blood was flowing. It seemed that the horses imprisoned in the stables for a long time wanted to gallop and neigh and shout.

Huh, punch it out!

The left fist is in front, and the five fingers are clenched at the moment. When the power reaches the end, the force is clenched instantly to achieve the strongest force in the shortest time; the right hand is in back, and the five fingers are opened, like a flash of a false door, guarding against the opponent's counterattack at any time and counterattack with moves.

With his feet stumbled, he stepped back for half a month, and every step was taken with each punch, and every step seemed to be at the peak of the waves surging. With this force, he used the force to exert several times the power on the punch.

Tang Jie practiced the Zhao family's internal boxing routines, and it was nothing more than a few boxing styles. It is not surprising to all sects. However, when it comes to the uniqueness of Zhao family's internal boxing, the old man who taught Tang Jie's boxing skills proudly raised two fingers and said two words: Power!

Among the boxing techniques of each sect, the methods of practicing strength are different.

Some people seek strong strength by practicing external strength, muscles and bones, while others seek feminine strength by practicing internal strength. Some people try to hit it out with one punch and the rocks break, which is for external strength, while some people try to hit it out with one punch, although they cannot break the stone with bare hands, but when hitting it on people, their heartbreak is broken, which is for internal strength.

Tang Jie clearly remembered that the old man said that although those who seek external power can still understand the power of the ultimate yin from the supreme state, such a cultivation method is too depleted, and the moon is prone to loss. When a person reaches the age of thirty or forty, he will suffer from injuries and illnesses. However, those who seek internal power are often not as strong as those of the outside world, and have weak ability to resist hits, and suffer a lot in real fighting.

Therefore, the old man said that practicing both inside and outside is the king.

After practicing boxing for ten years, Tang Jie has practiced only a handful of moves, and this is even more so in boxing.

In addition to stakes and practicing root strength every day, I feel the state of full body strength in the simplest punching techniques such as flat fists, jabs, left and right uppercuts.

This practice took ten years.

The soles of his feet were pressed against the ground, like an old tree tucked the roots, and like a giant An Tai, who continuously absorbed power from the earth. When Tang Jie stood there, his breath sank, his whole body was as soft as cotton, and his body unconsciously had a force pressing from head to toe to the soles of his feet. Then his toes and heels were arched in shape, and like a spring, bounced back quickly.

This power is transmitted from the toes to the ankles, from the ankles to the calf, thighs, hips, waist, abdomen, chest, and then to the shoulders, arms, forearms, and wrists, and finally to the fist. The power of hundreds of muscles in the body is superimposed together, and the lethality of the explosion is extremely terrifying!

This is like a small snowball falling from the top of a snow mountain. It is small and insignificant at the beginning, but as it continues to roll and overlap, the snowball is getting bigger and bigger, from a small snowball to a big snowball, from a big snowball to a terrible avalanche!

This is the unique skill of Zhao's internal martial arts, avalanche!

It sounds simple, but it is rare and unimaginable.

Hundreds of muscles on the body complete a wave-like energy transmission in an instant. As long as there is a slight mistake in any joint in the middle, it will fail and its strength will be greatly reduced.

Tang Jie has never been able to understand the realm of "Avalanche" before crossing. If Tang Jie had not been in danger after crossing, and faced the battle of life and death, and wielded the greatest potential in his body, he would have been afraid that he would not have the opportunity to be in this realm for the rest of his life.

Tang Jie punched him and felt that he could not only get up from the ground, but also leverage his strength from the waves. He lay in bed for half a month. Now that he got out of bed and showed his fist, the pleasure in the middle was really hard to tell outsiders.

He punched a few times, his ultimate move was heavy, and his kung fu improved compared to that battle, but Tang Jie shook his head. He still felt that if he met such a third-level sword fighter again, it would be more and more evil.

What should I do?

Tang Jie frowned, stood there, and fell into deep thought.

"What are you doing here? Are you getting better?" A gentle voice interrupted Tang Jie's deep thoughts.

He turned his head and saw Niya's gold dancing slightly in the sea breeze. Although there was no smile on his face, the eyes in his eyes were of concern and gentleness.

Tang Jie smiled: "You are on duty today on the deck?"

Niya turned around and looked at the sailor on the helmsman's platform. She smiled and said, "No, I'm not on duty today. I just can't sleep a little, come and take a look."

Tang Jie looked at her and opened his mouth. Suddenly he wanted to say: The long night is long and I have no intention of sleeping. I thought I could not sleep. I didn’t expect that you could not sleep, even Miss Jingjing, you can’t sleep either?

If the other party is a wonderful person, he will definitely pretend to say: It’s you, a stinky monkey?

So, a coincidence has unfolded this way.

Unfortunately, Niya definitely doesn't understand the beauty of this sentence, and naturally there is no dialogue like "American Journey to the West" in this world.

When Tang Jie thought of this, he finally realized that he was not in the world he was familiar with before, but in a strange world.

He smiled bitterly: "You can't sleep either? So do I. I'll come up and have a walk, it shouldn't matter? I won't arrest me again, right?"

Niya was a little embarrassed when she first met him, treating him as a spy. She sighed: "My father said that a man's mind should be as broad as the sea. What do you think?"

Tang Jie smiled and said, "So, am I a petty family angry?"

Niya smiled: "Who said no?"

The two laughed and walked side by side to the stern of the boat. Tang Jie supported his hands on the side of the boat, looking at the vast dark sea, a little dazzled.

Niya had an extremely embarrassing thing with Tang Jie a few days ago, which made her embarrassed to see him for a few days. Even if she saw him, she still had a stern face and did not dare to talk to him.

She didn't want to disturb him tonight, but when she saw that he had practiced a few punches on the boat, his punching posture was very unique, which aroused her interest and attention, she went up to talk. At this time, she saw that he was standing by the boat and looking at the sea, her expression was very desolate and lonely, and she was worried, and she felt even more worried.

"What are you thinking?" Niya asked tentatively.

Tang Jie sighed, he turned around, sat down on the side of the boat, and then patted the side with his hand, signaling her to sit down as well.

"I'm thinking about my past world, my past home..."

"World? Home?" Niya's eyes looked mysterious and bright under the starry sky. She blinked, waiting for his next sentence.

Under the starry sky late at night, the cold and lonely moonlight always makes people feel happy and tell their past.

Tang Jie smiled: "What kind of person do you think I am?"

Niya was a little suddenly asked by Tang Jie. She thought about it and sat down like Tang Jie. She rolled her knees up and sat in her arms: "You are the bravest, most decisive and most desperate man I have ever seen."

Tang Jie laughed: "You are the first person to praise me like this, you can really comfort me."

Niya raised her eyebrows: "I swear to the sea god, I absolutely have no intention of comforting you."

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