The instructor punches each other with one hand and the other palm, and the force of the fist will shake the muscles.

"Every movement of our human body produces the necessary [qi] to manage all the forces of the body."

"For example, if you throw a punch, in an ordinary state, it is only the muscles of the hand that exert force, but through the mobilization of [Qi], the muscles of the whole body will emit force and concentrate it on the fist."

"I can understand this, but how can I help my body reduce the damage and increase the strength of my body?" Summer asked.

The instructor explained: "If a punch is thrown from the opposite side, if all the strength is concentrated in only one point, the strength of our physical resistance is of course limited. ”

"But what if this power is dispersed throughout our body?"

The instructor pointed to the various parts of the body, and as if a painting had already traced the lines of the body, he continued:

"I said that [qi] can mobilize all forces, including external forces."

"Although the body's endurance remains the same, after dispersing the power of the point throughout the body to form a surface defense, the upper limit of the endurance can be increased by several times."

seems to understand or not, after all, you still have to rely on your own body to perceive.

Summer looked at the palm of his hand suspiciously, and said:

"So how do you train? Or how can I use my qi as freely as you say? ”

"Your strength, speed, and physical body are all related to the use of [qi]."

The mentor stood up and threw a punch into the air.

With such a heavy air, there is actually a fault!

In Summer's slightly surprised eyes, the mentor withdrew his fist and spoke again:

"Physical art is the most understanding power of the human heart, and the more you give to it, the more it will give you in return."

Indeed, other abilities may be improved by chance.

It's like Summer did almost nothing and gained the flame ability of the Yan Emperor.

And some people, who have studied the fire element all their lives, cannot get the favor of flames.

But as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded, even if it is just to strengthen your body.

"Again, there are no shortcuts to physical arts." The mentor finally added.

There are no shortcuts.

Summer looked at the departing figure of the mentor and muttered to herself.

It was only a brief conversation, and the scars on Summer's hands had healed for the most part, and the ointment applied by the mentor was very effective.

Summer squinted a little, the morning training consumed a lot of physical strength, and I was already hungry, just waiting for the meal.

A thick bell rang.

The bronze bell from the top of the Red Mansion can actually convey its voice into the illusion.

It is supposed to be equipped with some kind of power that allows it to notify students who are training hard in the illusion and do not know the time.

For summer, the bell represents the start of the meal.

In the summer, I immediately rushed to the cafeteria.

The moment she left the illusion, Summer's body felt lighter than ever, and she was two or three meters tall with a slight leap.

After staying in the gravity illusion for a long time, you have to adapt to the normal environment of the material world in turn.

The power of the flame also returned to the summer body, warm and familiar.

Drives the flames to burn in the back, flowing one by one, dissolving the blood clots.

The back is still a little swollen, but it looks much more normal and will no longer attract attention and discussion.

For eating summer was serious and the most active, the first to enjoy lunch.

The third floor of the canteen is enjoyed by Class A alone, the second floor belongs to the two BC classes, and the remaining one floor is naturally reserved for the DE two classes.

Usually, Class D is allowed to serve after Class D has finished eating.

Sitting in the cafeteria in the summer, the people in Class D are afraid to come in, and the people in Class E have not yet arrived.

The huge cafeteria is reserved for one person in the summer.

It doesn't matter if it's one person or a group of people, just don't delay eating by yourself.

In the summer, I raced against time to stuff food into my mouth, and if I finished eating it quickly, I could return to the illusion land earlier to continue training.

The people in Class D gathered outside the cafeteria, not daring to come in, but they didn't go far, as if they were waiting for someone.

Isn't their boss coming?

There is an inevitable battle, and Summer understands that he must beat up the boss of Class D in order to resolve the grievances between Class E and Class D, so that he will not be delayed by various small characters in the future.

Summer has been waiting for the appearance of the boss of Class D.

As summer wishes.

Surrounded by everyone in Class D, the boss of Class D finally came.

Brown hair, brown eyes, neat edges and rough skin.

His arrival covered the cafeteria on the first floor with a thick layer of earthy smell.

In the summer, you can gobble up your lunch and replenish your stamina to better prepare for the battle.

The boss of Class D walked to the summer table, his voice a little deep, but his words were not sharp.

"You're really delicious."

It's like saying hello to old friends.

His subordinates had already reported to him about Summer's abilities, appearance, personality, and other information, and knew that this transfer student was a little unruly and had no one in his sights.

But it was still beyond his expectations, he came to the front, and this guy could still eat those two hams so easily.

Summer got up and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and looked at the boss of Class D.

"Do you want to fight?" The tone of voice of a normal greeting.

It's like everyone else greets and says, "Have you eaten?" "Same.

The boss of Class D was stunned for a while, he really didn't know how to answer such a chat, and then he grinned, but he also felt very happy.

The boss of Class D pointed to the door and said:

"Do you need to prepare any more, I'll be waiting for you in the playground!"

"No need, let's go."

Summer didn't squint, as indifferent as ever, and walked straight to the playground.

"Don't you have to digest it just after eating?" The boss of Class D seems to be teasing without malicious intent.

Anything in the body can be directly absorbed by the flame, which is one of the reasons why you can eat so much at every meal in the summer.

In the morning, all the skin injuries were suffered, and the only preparation needed was energy.

Summer doesn't think that relying on his own half a day's physical training can take down the boss of Class D.

At present, there are more than 3,000, which should be enough, and the night snack knows that it will definitely cause trouble in the summer, so I deliberately gave a little more pocket money.

Both Class D and Class E know exactly how important this battle is between the two class bosses.

If Class D wins, Class E will return to the humiliating life of being oppressed.

If Class E wins, Class D will become the bottom of the academy and will never be able to hold its head up again.

In the battle of honor and disgrace, almost all the students of the two classes of DE were ready to shout and cheer at any time by the playground.

Not only the students of the two classes of DE, but also more than half of the students from class C also came to watch the game.

And at the top of the Red Mansion, where the students of Class B rested, the figures swayed, and they were obviously a little interested in this battle.

The boss of Class D unbuttoned his school uniform and threw it to his subordinates, showing his vigorous body.

The torso is darker than the face, as if it had been smeared with a pile of dirt, gray.

In the summer, the torn school uniform was also thrown to the people in Class E, leaving only the cloak and undershirt.