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The sky was slightly bright and silent.

Most people in Xiaohu Town were still asleep, but Chen Zong quickly opened his eyes, twisted his body, as flexible as a loach, burrowed out of the quilt and landed quietly, his hands and feet were neat, he dressed and washed, ate a few mouthfuls of pancakes, tied heavy iron pieces to his hands, feet, waist and back, and opened and closed the door lightly.

The light outside the house was dim and silent, taking a deep breath of fresh air and then slowly exhaling it, a trace of coolness swirling in his chest, which made Chen Zong refresh, and ran forward after moving his hands and feet.

The heavy iron piece on his body weighed thirty catties, and Rao was carried by Chen Zong every day, and he was still panting when he ran a few hundred meters, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

No pain, no gain.

Stop at the lake, rest for a few minutes, and continue to run around the lake with your legs outstretched.

There are more than 1,600 meters in a circle of Xiaohu, and it takes about ten minutes to run down with a weight of 30 catties, after Chen Zong ran three laps in a row, his sweat soaked his whole body, and the whole person seemed to have just been salvaged from the water, his skin was red, his whole body was hot, his heart was beating wildly like a big drum beating, and his breathing was violent like a big bellows being pulled in a blacksmith shop.

The morning sun rose, and the first rays of light shone on Chen Zong's face, intertwined with sweat and reflected, the glow was pervasive, and the vitality was full of vitality.

Trying to breathe deeply, Chen Zong's feet were shoulder-width apart from the front and back, the front legs were bent, the knees of the back legs were almost touching the ground, the heels were raised and the soles of the feet were supported on the ground, the body was low forward, the center of gravity was distributed to the feet, the muscles were tight, the left hand was in the shape of a tiger's claw in front of the eyes level, the right hand was clenched into a fist and close to the chin in the back, the palms of the hands were straight in front and back, like a tiger entrenched, his face was cold, and his eyes became condensed and sharp.

Ready to go.

"Hah!"

The sound of exhalation was like spring thunder, and the low body suddenly moved forward, the waist exerted force, and the back rose and fell, as if to rush forward, the power was agitated, and the right fist was hit with all its might, like a tiger probing its claws.

Tiger power boxing method, one of the three foundational martial arts of the Chen family, imitating the movements of the tiger, a total of five styles, practice to the fullest, you can exercise to the body fifty percent, both as a way to exercise the body to strengthen the blood, can also be used as a means of attack and defense, Chen Zong has been practicing for two and a half years, the five styles are basically mastered.

The five styles of Huli Fist were performed coherently, and the wind was born under the fist, Chen Zong closed his fists and stood, his back was straight, and he exhaled a long breath.

"Start with a tiger, end with a tiger, make a noise, and still be in Xiaocheng, I don't know when it will be Dacheng?"

Martial arts can be divided into entry, small success, great success and even consummation, there is a saying: Dacheng is easy to obtain, and consummation is difficult to find.

To achieve Dacheng, you only need to spend time and work hard, and to achieve perfection, you need to comprehend the essence of martial arts and master the essence.

The Tiger Power Fist method is divided into four levels: Tiger Shape, Tiger Sound, Tiger Roar, and Tiger Momentum, corresponding to entry, small success, large success, and consummation.

Tiger shape, refers to the ability to skillfully perform the five styles of tiger power boxing, making a tiger-like posture on the surface, the power is very weak, almost an empty shelf.

The sound of the tiger can be used very coherently, with a certain amount of power, and it can make a subtle sound, such as a tiger roaring.

The tiger roar has been able to give full play to the power of the tiger power fist technique, and under the display, it seems that the tiger is standing in front of him and roaring with his mouth open, and the momentum is amazing.

As for the Tiger Force, Chen Zong still didn't understand what it was, because in the entire family, no one had cultivated the Tiger Power Fist to perfection.

"Ordinary people practice foundation martial arts, three months to get started, one year to achieve a small success, three years to achieve a large success, but it took me two years to reach a small success, and the progress is slow. Chen Zong whispered to himself, full of unwillingness: "This abominable innate lack of blood and qi has made me practice hard for two and a half years, not only delaying the entry of martial arts, but also cultivating to the first level of the qi and blood realm, so how can I participate in the martial arts battle in the clan after a month? How can I enter the clan hall? How can I find treasure medicine for my father?"

Thinking of the children of the family who practiced martial arts at the same time as him, now they were not at least the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, but at least the second layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, even if they were the children of the family who were one year younger than him, they now had the second layer of the Qi and Blood Realm cultivation, Chen Zong was full of unwillingness.

"If it weren't for the congenital lack of blood qi...... Thinking of this, Chen Zong was a little in a trance.

When he was still in the womb, he was attacked by a demon beast and had a difficult birth, and his mother sacrificed himself to protect him.

Even though the congenital lack of blood and qi seriously delayed the progress of martial arts, Chen Zong never resented it, but sometimes he inevitably felt irritable, obviously he had to work several times harder than others, but because of the lack of congenital blood and qi, he was far behind others.

"If I don't work once, I'll do it twice, and if I don't work twice, I'll do it three times, Daddy said, people, you have to strive for self-improvement, I'm just slower than others, and it's not that I can't practice martial arts, stick to it, and you will always succeed. With a low roar, Chen Zong put on the tiger posture again and cultivated again.

Fate is like this, what can I do?

Only stand up and fight, self-improvement.

Tiger Standing, Tiger Chong, Tiger Turning, Tiger Leaping, Tiger Storm, each style is full of strength, the five styles are coherent, the blood and qi are surging, the skin is red, the sweat is constantly oozing out and soaking the gray coarse cloth shirt, leaving many footprints on the ground, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

The morning sun rises, and the golden light shines, sprinkling all over the earth, awakening all life.

After three consecutive Tiger Power Fist techniques, Chen Zong had to stop, his limbs twitched uncontrollably, and he felt as if the muscles on his body were torn, and the severe pain was like a tide wave after wave.

"It's not enough, keep practicing. ”

Chen Zong gritted his teeth and stretched his hands and feet with difficulty to pose again.

"I must become stronger, I must become a martial artist, I must transcend the realm of qi and blood, only in this way can I find the treasure medicine to cure Daddy and let Daddy resume his cultivation. ”

The sharp pain made Chen Zong's forehead with blue tendons, bulging face, and convulsions, but his incomparably strong will was supported by it, and he once again posed in a tiger position, accumulating strength, and rushing into a tiger style.

Every day, Chen Zong exercises himself like this, desperately tapping his potential.

After the fourth exercise, Chen Zong could no longer support lying on the ground, his whole body convulsed, his body seemed not to be his own, after a short rest, Chen Zong got up with difficulty, his stomach was drumming like thunder, and he felt that he could eat a cow.

On the way home, a familiar figure walked in front of him, his cheeks were thin, slightly vicissitudes, wearing a gray coarse cloth shirt, with hemp rope hanging on his shoulders, a firewood knife on his waist, and a firm step, it was Daddy Chen Zhengtang.

"When the porridge is cooked, eat it while it's hot. Seeing Chen Zong, Chen Zhengtang said as usual: "Martial arts training should be relaxed, not excessive." ”

"Daddy, don't worry, I'll pay attention. Chen Zong said with a smile, facing the rising sun, there was a vigorous light.

Nodding, Chen Zhengtang walked past Chen Zong, Chen Zong looked back, staring at Daddy's thin back, which was not as strong as before, still so straight, until the corner was gone.

The Chen family is a big family in Xiaohu Town, with a population of hundreds, and they have to use a lot of firewood, rice, oil and salt every day.

Daddy Chen Zhengtang used to be the first martial artist in the family, but in order to find treasure medicine for himself to replenish his blood and qi, so that he could better practice martial arts, he competed with demon beasts, was seriously injured, his qi and blood decayed, and his last cultivation was lost, not only became an ordinary person, but also fell into a disease.

It stands to reason that Daddy has made great contributions to the family, and he is eligible to enjoy the family's support when he has lost his cultivation, but Daddy's personality is the same as his name, and he is upright.

He said that he had just lost his cultivation, and he was not so crippled that he couldn't move, so how could he enjoy the family's support with peace of mind.

Without cultivation, he could not go into the mountains and forests to find herbs and hunt, so he did some work within his power in exchange for remuneration to support himself and his son, such as cutting trees and chopping wood.

Chen Zhengtang is teaching Chen Zong with his practical actions, influencing him all the time.

Life is not endless, self-improvement is endless!

After eating the meat porridge and washing the pots and bowls, Chen Zong read while resting, practicing martial arts can strengthen the body, master powerful force, and read books to accumulate knowledge and enrich his heart.

"Brother Zong...... Brother Zong...... Big things are not good. A teenager hurried in from the outside, shouting.

"What's so impatient. Chen Zong put down the book and looked at it with a smile.

Dressed in a cyan coarse cloth military uniform, his face is handsome, his eyes are particularly bright, his name is Chen Yiming, more than a year younger than himself, his father has a good relationship with his father, he has played with himself since he was a child, not a brother but as a brother.

"Today's energy pill was distributed just now, Brother Zong, your share was taken away by Chen Zhigang. Chen Yiming said panting, his face full of anger.

The energy pill is made of five grain essence mixed with some herbal essence, which contains rich power, and has obvious auxiliary effects on the cultivation of martial disciples from the first to the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, which is very valuable, and the Chen family has a great cause, and can only provide one pill to the younger generation every three months for free.

"Let's not talk about this yet, what's going on with your eyes?" Chen Zong's heart suddenly burst, but he pointed to the bruise in Chen Yiming's left eye, and asked in a condensed voice.

"I saw that Chen Zhigang took Brother Zong's energy pill, so I wanted to snatch it back, but I was attacked by Chen Zhongjie's grandson. Chen Yiming said nonchalantly: "If it weren't for the sneak attack, then Sun Tzu would not be my opponent at all." ”

"Aren't the energy pills only sent out in the afternoon? Besides, don't you have to be there in person to get them?" Chen Zong asked in a deep voice, anger surrounding his chest, because Chen Yiming was injured, because the energy pill that belonged to him was taken away.

"It used to be like this, yes, but the manager who distributed the energy pills has been replaced, and it is Chen Zhigang's uncle, he said...... He said Brother Zong, you have cultivated for two and a half years and your cultivation is only the first layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, which is no different from waste, and it is a waste to give you the energy pill, so he gave it to Chen Zhigang. Chen Yiming said hatefully: "This damn guy, relying on Chen Zhigang's father is the number one martial artist in the family, I don't know how many unfair things he has done." ”

Hearing this, Chen Zong was even more angry, but his voice was extremely cold: "Maybe it is difficult for an energy pill to make me make much progress, but without that energy pill, my progress will be slower, and this practice is tantamount to cutting off my future." ”

"Brother Zong, you have to be calm, don't go to Chen Zhigang. Looking at Chen Zong, whose chest was rising and falling sharply, Chen Yiming hurriedly said: "Chen Zhigang not only cultivated to reach the peak of the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, I heard that his Tiger Power Fist also broke through a few days ago and reached Dacheng. ”

"Don't worry, I won't act recklessly. Chen Zong took a deep breath and calmed himself down, he knew very well that even if he was angry, it would be useless, since Daddy lost his cultivation and had no hope of recovering, the status of the father and son in the clan plummeted, and no one presided over justice, if he impulsively asked Chen Zhigang to settle accounts, the result would be that he would be injured, which would undoubtedly increase the burden on Daddy.

"I'm putting up with it now, but I'm not going to leave it at that. Chen Zong said secretly.