Chapter 251: Muscle Transformation

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Zhou Jian blinked, thinking in his heart that the master of the butcher Ah Jun would not be a woman, right? Dizzy.

Seeing Zhou Jian's weird gaze, butcher Ah Jun smiled self-deprecatingly, "I haven't seen my master, so I can't imagine that I will be obsessed with national arts, a big reason is because of my master, I have always thought that one day my strength can catch up with her, and then help her, but haha!" Far from it! ”

Butcher Ah Jun has been shaking his head here, as if he was laughing at his naivety in the past, "There is a saying in the national arts world that bullying the old is not bullying the young, some people may think that the real masters in the national arts will be some old men in their fifties and sixties, in fact, how can those old men beat the young people, and when they are twenty or thirty years old, they are the peak of the national arts practitioners, although if you cultivate the life field at the same time, this time will be delayed a little, I have begun to go downhill now, and the gap with the master is getting farther and farther."

Zhou Jian's heart moved: "Instructor Liang's master is even better than Instructor Liang?" ”

"No, she...... Hehe, I'll take her to meet her when I have a chance. ”

Zhou Jian saw that the butcher Ah Jun didn't want to, so he didn't ask anymore.

Butcher Ah Jun suddenly sighed, "In fact, the national art will be slowly replaced by Gu Wu, not because the national art is not strong enough, but because it must not be reborn, even if the national art is good, at the age of thirty, the physical strength will begin to decline, and Gu Wu will not, so people prefer Gu Wu." ”

"There is another reason, learning national art is demanding, and there are too few people with understanding, so take Muay Thai, as long as you are willing to endure hardships. Hit sandbags, kick wooden stakes, kill the nerves at the joints, and flatten the fist bones, then you will train your body into a killing machine, so most of the people who practice national arts can't beat those who practice Muay Thai, not because the national arts are not as good as Muay Thai. It's because there are too few people who can practice national art well. ”

"And the talent of national art is not like the talent of ancient martial arts, which can be measured by instruments, and can only be learned for a few months to see it slowly, so it is more difficult to promote, of course, except for such freaks."

The butcher Ah Jun arrived here, patted his ass and jumped off the table. "That's all for today, I don't have to answer, go back and squat for a few days, if you still don't have any interest at all, then forget it, the twisted melon is not sweet."

"Thank you, Instructor Liang."

"Don't give me this set of falsehood, either thank you or please, it's really boring! Three days later, in the martial arts acceptance class, I saw the efficacy! ”

"Yes, Instructor Liang."

Zhou Jian returned to the dormitory after dinner, took out the spaceship, and entered it, this time he did not meditate on the ground, but tied up the horse step, his legs were spread, his toes were like bird claws clenching the ground, his waist was straight, between exhaling and breathing, Zhou Jian's body slowly rose and fell, and the muscles of his body were relaxed like ocean waves, and slowly, he felt that his body was becoming more and more proficient in holding muscles.

In this way, Zhou Jian replaced meditation with the method of Zama Bu and began to cultivate life field energy.

The life field can enter the body from the sky, and imperceptibly transform the meridians in Zhou Jian's body, at the same time, the muscles of Zhou Jian's body are also rhythmic, and the feeling of tightness and looseness is really wonderful.

The cultivation of ancient martial arts and the cultivation of national arts were carried out at the same time, without interfering with each other, and more than a long time passed, Zhou Jian sweated, stood up and walked two steps, and moved his somewhat tired muscles.

After going to the spaceship's dining room and drinking a glass of juice, Zhou Jian sat for a while, then returned to the control room and started Zama Bu while practicing Gu Wu.

Zhou Jian found that although the muscles were tired, there was no soreness at all, in fact, muscle soreness was mainly caused by the inability to discharge the acid produced by anaerobic respiration in a short time.

In Zhou Jian's method of zama step, the rhythm of the muscles is similar to a kind of breathing, and under the nourishment of this rhythm, the muscle fibers are unconsciously cultivated to be tougher.

The first time it was pierced did not have the slightest effect on Zhou Jian, but this time it was pierced again, and the time soared to one and a half hours, and after it was over, Zhou Jian not only did not feel tired, but his spirit was refreshed, and even the speed of cultivating ancient martial arts seemed to be faster.

Zhou Jian found that he had already liked the feeling of muscle rhythm like wind and waves, just like smoking and drinking.

After a short break, Zhou Jian started the third time to tie the horse, this time, he pierced for a longer time,

Faintly, he felt that he could go on forever, but after two hours, he still stopped, butcher A Jun, the national art is a gradual process, he has to leave enough time for his body to remember and digest the insights brought by Zama just now.

Looking at the time, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but Zhou Jian did not feel the slightest sleepiness, and after a short rest, he continued to cultivate......

He practiced until two o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, Zhou Jian felt a slight heat flow in his body, and at the same time, a sense of sleepiness hit, so he fell asleep on the ground in the control room, this sleep he slept very sweetly, until four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Jian got up from the ground, he felt as if his whole body was full of strength.

couldn't help but jump, Zhou Jian was pleasantly surprised to find that he seemed to jump much higher than before.

He spotted a one-man tall console in the control room, lunged over, and jumped onto the table with his strength alone. Then he jumped down the console, put his feet on the wall of the control room, and pedaled continuously on the vertical wall with both feet, and actually took five or six steps before losing his balance and landing.

This is the butcher A Jun's feet rooted, the eaves walk the wall, if the Zama step to the first stage of Dacheng, you can only rely on your legs on the tree to go to the house, because the leg strength of the stake man is enough, and the lower plate is stable enough!

Of course, in just one day's work, no matter how good Zhou Jian's steps are, the strength in his legs can not increase significantly, but the bounce is not just about who has the strength in the legs, but about the skill of exerting force and the elasticity of the body.

Zhou Jian was able to jump higher because he learned muscle control and better power through the training of Zama step, and only a seemingly simple action was refined to achieve this effect, which is the wonder of national arts!

At this time, in the knife building of the girls' dormitory in Area C, Jiang Xinyi and Jiang Xinran were lying on the bed depressed after taking a bath, and the two sisters lived on the first floor, although they each had their own rooms, but because they were used to sleeping together since they were older, they moved to live together.

The two sisters went to the martial arts training ground in the morning, and practiced stone throwing until half past twelve in the afternoon, and their arms were a little swollen, but there was still no significant progress.

Thinking of the thousand push-ups two days later, Jiang Xinran felt that the hairs on her body stood up, she didn't expect the butcher Ah Jun's abnormality to open a face just because the two of them were girls, "Xinyi, if you really let me do a thousand push-ups, my arm will break." ”

"There are still two days to go, we work hard, and there is still hope." Jiang Xinyi couldn't help but yawn sleepily and said, just after exercising, the two sisters went to the bath to take a hot bath, and Jiang Xinyi was a little sleepy when she took a hot bath, not to mention that she consumed so much in the morning, and now what she wanted to do most was to take a beautiful nap.

"Sister, I've thought of a solution."

"Well, what force?"

"Zhou Jian threw a stone in class and hit the bull's-eye, maybe he has some tricks, if he teaches us......" Jiang Xinyi thought for a while and said: "But I don't know if people are willing or not, if they really have a trick, will they tell us?" ”

"So, you have to rely on it."

"Rely on me?" Jiang Xinyi was stunned.

"Beauty tricks."

"Die!" Jiang Xinyi was angry and glanced at her sister.

"Hey! It's time to hit the Hotline! ”

"I'm not going to be well, I'm going to fight."

"What kind of hotline did I play, he called for dinner last time."

"Shut up, since that incident with Liu Wei, I've troubled him many times, so I'm not so cheeky."

"Good sister, one last time, don't forget a thousand push-ups!"

“……………”

Zhou Jian got out of the spaceship, took off his sweat-soaked clothes, approached the bathroom and took a shower, there was no water heater and shower in his dormitory, Zhou Jian washed his body with a basin of tap water, and poured a basin of cold water, Zhou Jian felt refreshed.

At this time, he heard his cell phone ring outside the house.

When I wiped my body and came out, I saw that it was Jiang Xinyi calling, and when I pressed the connect button, Zhou Jian listened to the Hotline and got dressed at the same time.

"Hey Zhou Jian?" Jiang Xinyi's slightly restrained voice came from the earpiece.

"Hehe, of course it's me."

"Uh" Jiang Xinyi stuck out her tongue and said heartily: "I don't know if ............... is Zhou Jian free in the afternoon?" ”

"There's still time, what's wrong?"

"Well, my sister and I want to ask for advice, well, stone throwing"

Zhou Jian was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what the butcher Ah Jun had done before class, if he couldn't hit the target after three days, he would be punished with a thousand push-ups. The combined results of the Jiang sisters are barely enough for 60 meters, and they have little hope of hitting the target after three days of practice.

Zhou Jian looked at the time, and promised: "Okay, we'll see you at half past four in the martial arts training field." ”

Jiang Xinyi didn't expect Zhou Jian's promise to be so easy, and immediately said in surprise: "Thank you, classmate Zhou Jian." ”

Zhou Jian smiled: "You're welcome." ”

After reporting the loss of Hotline, Zhou Jian looked at his watch, and it was now a quarter past four. Since Jiang Xinyi called Hotline, then she just took this opportunity to see her old friend Qin Wufeng, maybe this guy already has new goods on hand now.

Zhou Jian actually didn't know the preciousness of the A-level life field that could crystallize, and he didn't know that Qin Wufeng was under the care of four or five senior guards at this time, nervously impacting the bottleneck of the upper level of the ground level

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