Chapter 11: The Martial Arts Association

An hour later, a set of basic punches was completed.

With the blessing of super physical fitness, after playing the twelve-style basic boxing method, Wang Qian was not tired, but only sweated slightly.

If you are an ordinary person, let alone insist on five minutes, even if it is one minute, you will have to be tired and half dead after playing a set of basic boxing techniques.

Tang Zheng praised on the side: "Yes, the first time I practiced the basic boxing method, I can get its shape, it is rare, when I practiced the basic boxing method, it took three days to get the shape." ”

Wang Gan said a little arrogantly: "What is this? Master, you have to learn to get used to it, when I was a child, the fortune teller told me that I will become a great weapon in the future." ”

"Say you're fat and you're still panting, you're only getting your shape now, and you can learn plum blossom boxing when you practice to your heart's content. ”

"Those who practice martial arts, must not be complacent, you must know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, understand?" Tang Zheng walked over and gave Wang Gan a burst of chestnuts, and said seriously.

Wang Gan's face was respectful, and he said, "I know, thank you for the master's teachings." ”

"It's about the same, it's past twelve o'clock, it's time to eat, go out to eat today, it will be your apprenticeship, and don't forget the tuition fee of 100 yuan. "Tang Zhengdao.

Wang Gan's face darkened, his master was really realistic, but he didn't refuse, apprenticeship, this is as it should be.

In the end, Wang Qian spent two hundred yuan with tears in his eyes and invited Tang Zheng to a big meal.

After eating, returning to the Zhengqi Martial Arts Hall and resting for an hour, Wang Qian prepared to go to the plum blossom pile to practice his body.

Because he had to go home in the afternoon to practice the Soul Casting Technique.

There are seven rows of plum blossom piles in the yard, with five in each row.

The height of each row of stakes is different, but it does not exceed the height of the next row, and the five rows of stakes are sorted from lowest to highest.

The height of the first row of stakes is about one meter, the second row is one and a half meters, the third row is two meters, and so on, and the seventh row of stakes is four meters.

Just looking at Wang Gan was a little afraid of heights.

Standing on the edge of the pool, Wang Qian jumped lightly and landed on the first row of wooden stakes with one foot.

Before he could stabilize his body, a rubber bullet suddenly flew from the side, and Wang Qian hurriedly dodged.

Dodging the rubber bullets, he stumbled under his feet, plopped, fell into the water, and turned into a soup chicken.

Climbing out of the lake, Wang Qian saw that Tang Zheng was holding an imitation gun in his hand, and it was fired in bursts, and there was a large box of rubber bullets next to him.

Wang Gan said with some grievances: "Master, what are you doing? Why do you still use imitation guns." ”

Tang Zheng held the imitation gun and said with a smile: "I'm here to exercise your reflexes and adaptability to the surrounding environment, which is only good for you, not bad." ”

"Okay. Wang Qian said helplessly.

Jumping on the plum blossom pile again, this time Tang Zheng did not immediately fire the bullet, but urged: "Hurry up, it's so slow, it's useless to practice for a month." ”

Wang Gan instantly cheered up, accelerated his speed, jumped his body, landed on the second row of wooden stakes, stabilized his body, and was just about to jump to the next wooden stake.

Rubber bullets flew from the side again, but this time not one, but two.

Wang Qian squatted down and dodged the first bullet, but he didn't have time to dodge the second bullet.

A rubber bullet hit Wang Gan hard, he screamed in pain, and under the impact of the bullet, his body shook and fell into the pool again.

Wang Gan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that this rubber bullet would hurt a little, if it weren't for his current physical fitness, he might not be able to bear it a few times.

Falling into the water twice in a row aroused Wang Gan's competitive spirit, and he simply took off his shirt, revealing a sturdy body.

This is also thanks to the pear fruit and the spirit casting technique, he had a small belly before, but after cultivating the spirit casting technique, although he did not have eight-pack abdominal muscles, at least the small belly was gone, and it was a little stronger than before.

Subsequently, Wang Qian began to fall into the water again and again, but the progress was also very fast.

After an hour, he was already able to dodge the rubber bullets and jump to the sixth row of stakes, just one step away from the seventh.

At the same time, there were many red dots on his body, all of which had been hit by rubber bullets.

"Okay, take a half-hour break, and follow me to the suburbs to practice explosiveness. "Tang Zhengdao.

"Good. ”

Half an hour later, Wang Qian and the others left Lantian Street and walked nearly five kilometers to the suburbs, entering a forest.

Tang Zheng found a big tree that was thick and thin for the two of them to hug together, and said, "You just punch and kick this tree, but you have to use the greatest strength every time." ”

After speaking, he handed Wang Qian a pair of boxing gloves and leggings.

After putting it on, Wang Qian walked in front of the big tree, moved his body, tied up his horse steps, sank his dantian, his arms exerted force, his muscles tightened, and he punched the trunk of the tree.

There was a dull thud from the trunk, and the bark exploded, and after a violent shaking, many leaves fell.

Tang Zheng was taken aback on the side, and secretly said in his heart: "This kid's strength is too great, fortunately, there are many trees in this forest, which is enough for him to spoil it." ”

Wang Gan can lift a weight of about 150 kilograms with one arm, which is converted into punch power, plus the impact force of a short distance, he can punch at least more than 200 kilograms of force.

A punch was blasted out, even if he was wearing fist gloves, Wang Qianhu's mouth was faintly painful from the shock.

didn't care about the pain, Wang Gan's waist exerted force, his body twisted, and his calf kicked hard at the trunk.

The dull sound sounded again, and the leaves fell.

Wang Gan's fists and feet alternated, bombarding the trunk again and again, each time with all his strength.

The more he got to the back, the more tired he became, and his physical fitness was seriously lacking, but Tang Zheng didn't allow him to stop.

An hour later, Wang Qian was lying on the ground, gasping for air.

The backs of the hands and calves are red and swollen.

There were a few more small pits in the trunk of the big tree, and the eyes were full of devastation, and the dense foliage was nearly half missing.

This hour was more tiring than the one hour he had cultivated the Soul Casting Technique.

After waiting for a few minutes and recovering a little strength, Tang Zheng pulled Wang Qian back to the martial arts hall.

Tang Zheng asked Wang Qian to lie on the bed in the guest room, and applied a layer of black ointment on the back of Wang Qianhe's hands and calves, exuding a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

According to Tang Zheng, this is a bruise ointment developed by him, which has a good effect on trauma.

Then Tang Zheng scooped a bowl of wine from the wine jar on the cabinet in the lobby, handed it to Wang Gan, and said, "Drink it! This is my family's ancestral medicinal wine, which is a great supplement for ordinary people, one sip at a time is enough, and it is almost the same to drink a bowl with your physical fitness." ”

Wang Qian took the wine bowl and dried it directly.

After drinking it, Wang Gan felt as if there was a flame burning in his chest, and the strength of the wine instantly increased, and soon Wang Qian fell asleep.

More than an hour after Wang Qian woke up, the injuries on the back of his hand and calf had actually healed, and his physical strength had completely recovered, and he was full of energy.

He finally understood why the master charged 1,000 yuan for a class, and this bowl of medicinal wine and ointment was placed outside, at least 2,000 yuan.

After waking up, Wang Qian went home to practice the Soul Casting Technique.

He practiced until ten o'clock in the evening before Wang Qian went to bed.

At half past eight the next morning, Wang Qian came to the Zhengqi Martial Arts Hall and began to practice.

Wang Qian began to practice day after day, going to the martial arts hall in the morning and returning home at two or three o'clock in the afternoon to continue to practice the Soul Casting Technique.

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Ten days later, on the twentieth of July.

Wang Qian had already used up the remaining ten or so pear fruits, and the Spirit Casting Technique had also successfully broken through to the fourth form of Spirit Casting, and his one-arm fist strength had broken through the 300 kilogram mark.

Wang Qian, the basic boxing method, has also cultivated to the realm of "getting his will", and Wang Gan's cultivation of plum blossom piles is also extraordinary, he can run back and forth on the seven rows of plum blossom piles without being hit by rubber bullets.

As for the cultivation of explosive power, Tang Zheng said that with the enhancement of physical fitness, the explosive power will also increase, and there is no end.

Regarding the cultivation of the state of mind, Tang Zheng did not use specific cultivation methods.

If you want to make a person ruthless, you must see blood, but now it is a society ruled by law, and there is no way to see blood at all, and it is impossible to cultivate.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Qian woke up from his sleep.

The pear fruit had already run out, and without the support of the pear fruit, Wang Qian arranged the cultivation time of the Soul Casting Technique from eight to ten o'clock in the evening, and only practiced for two hours.

At the same time, the amount of time he spent practicing in the Zhengqi Martial Arts Pavilion also increased.

From three hours a day to six hours a day.

In the past ten days, not only his strength has increased, but also the amount of alcohol he has drunk.

He used to sleep for an hour with a bowl of wine, but now he can wake up after half an hour's sleep.

Tang Zheng looked at Wang Qian, his eyes were shining with golden light, as if he was looking at a piece of gold, and praised again and again: "Not bad, yes, in ten days, you can completely master the basic boxing method, and the cultivation of the plum blossom pile is also good, much stronger than when I was back." ”

"Alas, master, you praise me again, I really don't want to swell. Wang Qian sighed.

"In three days, the Martial Arts Association is going to hold a martial arts exchange meeting, you come with me. Tang Zheng said.

Wang Gan was a little disdainful and said, "Martial arts exchange meeting? There are a total of five martial arts halls in Luzhou City, what is there to exchange." ”

Tang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "This world is not as simple as you imagined. ”

Wang Qianxin said, of course I know that this world is not simple, I have met ghosts, have you encountered them?

Tang Zheng didn't know what Wang Gan was thinking, and continued: "The real traditional martial arts are killing techniques, and a few decades ago, the state banned martial arts. ”

"Nowadays, martial arts on the Internet and in ordinary life are just some showmanship. ”

"But after all, martial arts is a culture inherited in China for thousands of years, and the government has not rushed to exterminate them, but allows sects or families with formal martial arts inheritance to practice martial arts, but they cannot appear in the eyes of the people, nor can they accept apprentices at will, and each disciple needs to report to the government. ”

"Just like the plum blossom pile of my Tang family, if it weren't for the roots and seedlings, and the origin was innocent, it is estimated that it would have been banned. ”

"The last martial arts exchange meeting was held thirty years ago, but I didn't expect that thirty years would have passed in the blink of an eye. ”

Tang Zheng's expression was emotional, and his eyes softened, as if he had returned to the old days

Wang Gan's heart stirred up waves, like the waves of the sea whistling by, and his understanding of this world was still too shallow.

But after all, it was a man who had seen a ghost, what was it, and soon he would return to normal.

Wang Gan asked curiously, "Then why is the martial arts exchange meeting held this time?"