The next day, it was dark.

Feng Zhou has already gotten up.

According to Gong Baosen's arrangement, he had to get up before dawn and follow Jiang Fuxing to run laps.

Running laps is about adjusting the way you breathe.

They lived in a Zhuangzi outside Fengtian City, which was a manor built by Gong Baosen in the early years.

The outside is all old forests, but there is a road in the middle, which Gong Baosen ran out step by step when he took his disciples in his early years.

Feng Zhou ran in front, and Lao Jiang held a whip and followed behind to supervise.

You can't run fast, because Lao Jiang is too old to keep up. It doesn't matter if you run slowly, but you can't stop, and if you stop, you'll be whipped.

To say that this running book is nothing, after all, Feng Zhou has practiced martial arts and practiced for many years, and he will not breathe much after running for more than ten miles, and he can still maintain his breath evenly.

It's a pity that the purpose of running laps is to adjust his breathing, but not to make him breathe evenly.

Lao Jiang was born as an executioner, and he generally does not walk in front, he is behind you, and he does not look at people, nor at your head, not at your body, but at your neck.

Being stared at the neck all day long by an executioner with a knife on his back makes it uncomfortable for anyone to feel uncomfortable.

Of course, for Feng Zhou, no matter how strong the executioner is, the lethality is limited, and this discomfort is nothing.

However, Feng Zhou must keep his body tight at all times, gather all his strength but not disperse, close his pores, and hold a breath.

This training is the body's natural response and requires absolute vigilance at all times, as this is something that is essential for the practice of form.

It is the situation of the strength of the shape and the meaning of hearing and touching to achieve great success, and it is also the pursuit of every martial artist.

Feng Zhou learned martial arts with the Joker and competed with Batman, this ability to listen to the wind and argue is very fast, and it can be said that he was born with a golden finger, so this sensitivity is very strong.

It's just that after every run, it doesn't take long for the boat to breathe evenly and return to normal, but Lao Jiang has to squat there and catch for half the weather before recovering.

If outsiders saw it, they might think that Lao Jiang was running in front and Feng Zhou was chasing behind.

After running and eating, I began to practice standing piles.

The wooden stakes of the palace family do not have the orientation of gossip and sixty-four hexagrams, but are arranged in a square and square manner.

Each wooden stake is one meter high, and the upright one is level, and it looks like a forest from a distance, but it is also regular.

Originally, according to Gong Baosen's arrangement, Lao Jiang took the boat to practice.

But he later changed his mind and taught it himself.

"I'll do a demonstration, and you look closely. ”

Gong Baosen's body sank slowly, his legs were bent at his knees, his body was in a half-squat position, and at the same time, his left palm was stretched forward, his elbows were slightly bent, and his whole body was slightly inaudible ups and downs.

Feng Zhou had seen this posture in that book, and at the moment he drew a scoop according to the gourd, and also squatted down, but as before, there was always a sense of incongruity, although he saw Gong Baosen's little effort, but he couldn't see it clearly, let alone simulate it.

"Tangible and energyless, feel the landing point of my fingers carefully. Gong Baosen came behind Feng Zhou, gently touched the back of Feng Zhou's head with his fingers, and then nudged down inch by inch.

Inch by inch, with every inch of bone joints moved, Feng Zhou felt the vertebrae of his body straighten little by little.

"Feel this energy, practice slowly, and ask me if you don't understand anything. After Gong Baosen finished speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

With the Grandmaster's reminder, it is different from doing it behind closed doors.

Feng Zhou's feeling made him discover the difference between the martial arts of the East and the West.

Eastern martial arts are different from those in the West, and Westerners practice meat and muscles, and if other people's fists are not enough, they don't feel it when they fight.

And Oriental martial arts, especially the inner boxing, mainly practice muscles, bones and skin, not only to cultivate the outside, but also to cultivate the inside, practice the five organs, and practice strength.

And Feng Zhou was powerless by other means because of a strange illness in his body, so he was so eager for Neijiaquan.

Gong Baosen has both Xingyi and Bagua, and he teaches his apprentices, generally starting from the mechanism of Xingyi Boxing.

There is a saying of six combinations in the form and meaning, which is divided into three outer and three inner three.

The outer triad is the shoulder and hip together, the elbow and knee together, and the hand and foot together.

The inner triad is the heart and the mind, the mind and the qi, and the qi and the force.

Cultivating the outside and cultivating the inside, in order to have otherworldly power in the case of longevity.

So, from this day on, Feng Zhou began to officially practice Neijiaquan, after all, he has many years of experience in martial arts, just three days, he will be able to understand the three-body style of strength.

This undoubtedly amazed Gong Baosen!

He changed his decision again.

He originally wanted to come back in front of the eldest disciple Ma San, and he would take the finger and point at this closed disciple.

Gong Baosen's kung fu is deeper, deeper than him, but when he is old, his energy is insufficient, he is different, young, kung fu handsome, and he has never been defeated in battles for his teacher, and he is the face of the old palace family.

Although the Chinese Samurai Association has dissipated, Gong Baosen still has a lot of power secretly.

Ma San commanded one of them.

"Ma San is young, there are many things, and he has to hone a lot, so he can take over smoothly in the future. Therefore, this closed disciple will be personally instructed by me. ”

There are several of his true disciples, all of whom are not shallow, but only Ma San and Gong Er can really comprehend the true meaning of martial arts.

Ma San inherited his Gang, and Gong Er inherited his Rou.

If he trains another good apprentice before he retires, and can fully comprehend the combination of hardness and softness in his martial arts, then he will have no regrets in this life.

Half a month later. Ma San is back.

Gong Baosen recruited other disciples back, invited a few martial arts colleagues in Fengtian, and under the witness of everyone, reopened the incense hall and held a grand apprenticeship ceremony.

This time, Feng Zhou was not hypocritical.

In accordance with etiquette, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, offered fragrant tea, and officially became Gong Baosen's disciple.

......

Soon three months passed.

In the past three months, Feng Zhou has not been fully immersed in martial arts training, he has come from afar under the pretext of wanting to complete his unfinished studies in Fengtian, so under the operation of Gong Baosen and Ma San, he entered the second grade of the high school of Fengtian Model School.

Fengtian Model School was established by Zhang Yuting, and it is the first in Northeast China in terms of hardware facilities, teachers and reputation. Those who can enter here to study are either rich or expensive.

Gong Er is also this school, but one level younger than him.

On this weekend, he got up early in the morning to run laps and stand on the pile, and suddenly felt that the qi and blood in his body were getting stronger and stronger, and his ears seemed to hear the surging sound of the rivers rushing, and his heart roared like a war drum.

In an instant, he had the wonderful illusion that a single punch could break the sky!

What's more, he felt that he had entered an inexplicable state at this time, as if he had suddenly comprehended something, and he was able to control the movement of the muscles and muscles in his body a little?

Bright strength peak, dark energy?

He couldn't help but get a little excited.

You know, he has only been standing on the pile for five months, and he has not systematically practiced Xingyi Quan yet.

If you don't practice this boxing technique, your body will practice dark energy?

It's amazing.

He didn't know that at this time, Gong Baosen and Ma San looked at each other with a look of surprise.

In their eyes, Feng Zhou stood on the wooden stake, like a big tree rooted in the cliff, it seemed that the feet were rooted, and the whole person had become one with the stake, the ground did not shake, the pile did not move, and others did not move.

"Great!"

Seeing that Feng Zhou had such a charm, Gong Baosen couldn't help but praise loudly, "Your five months of practicing piles are enough to be worth ten years of ordinary martial artists." Feng Zhou, you were born to practice martial arts, I have never seen a person like you in all these years!"

"Master, junior brother leads the art to get started, I'll try his attainments at this time!"

Ma San also said excitedly.