Two days is very short, and Ma Shuo doesn't want to have such a little time to practice everything well, but at least he has to stumble and make complete movements. Otherwise, once Liu Lin and the others leave, there will be no way to correct it if they make a mistake in the future.

Another reason is that he is lost, and he also wants to know as soon as possible whether the incident in Wuthering Strait is true or false, so that he can react as soon as possible.

Only by grasping the initiative can we better choose the way to deal with it. Since escaping from home, he has been almost completely led by the nose, and even this passivity is the main reason for Yu Zheng's death.

He felt that it might be a little difficult for him to eat one trench and grow one wisdom, but it was no problem to eat two trenches and grow one wisdom.

After dinner, Ma Shuo didn't practice immediately. Instead, he sat under a tree and remembered for a moment, his eyes staring at the vague footprints ahead.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, until it was completely dark, and the full moon rose, then patted his ass and got up and walked aside.

"Huh, it's so hard!" Ma Shuo was a little surprised by the touch under his feet! I originally thought that the ground would be very soft due to the wetness, but when I actually stepped on it, there were obvious signs of stiffness.

"Bang!" stepped on it hard.

"Poof!", the ground under his feet, which had been cemented for an unknown amount of time, collapsed in an instant. Ma Shuo, who was shocked into a cold sweat, hurriedly lay down, and retreated two or three meters with all his limbs before stopping.

Slowly exhaled the turbidity in his chest, and through the moonlight, he saw that a large hole had appeared in the place where he had just landed, like a broken eggshell. About two inches on the surface is a layer of hard cemented soil, and one inch below the hollow is a flowing swamp mud pond.

Eggshell?

Ma Shuo had never seen such an eggshell-like land composition, which seemed safe on the surface but was actually turbulent.

What if you accidentally fall down?

Thinking of this, Ma Shuo unconsciously snorted. If you die, you can't even find a corpse, and you will be wrapped in mud and suffocated to death.

I'm glad I reacted quickly enough!

With a long breath, Ma Shuo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Suddenly, thinking of Liu Lin's footprints, he gasped!

Liu Lin stepped on a mark nearly half an inch deep with each foot, and a total of 135 footprints were clearly visible. But even so, the hard shell showed no signs of cracking.

It can be seen from this that Liu Lin's mastery of strength has reached!

No wonder I dare to call the first "thief" in Xizhou.

At this time, Ma Shuo realized that this set of footwork is not only silent, but why should it be practiced together with the body method and association.

Whether you are not fast enough or not skilled enough, you will accidentally fall into the swamp under the mud shell.

Only through the method of association, the complete integration of body technique, footwork and even technique, can one be truly qualified to practice in the swamp.

It's very difficult!

Got up and looked at the hole again, he didn't even have the qualifications to step into the swamp now. With a sigh, he turned and walked towards the woods.

You can't become fat by eating in one bite, so let's integrate what you've learned first, and then talk about going to the swamp to practice!

At this moment, a familiar figure came from the woods: "Ma Xiaobai, do you have anything to eat?"

Ma Shuo stopped and nodded: "Yes, it's all in the pot." ”

Most of the reindeer that the baron hit was brought by him, and he originally wanted to give Ding San and them a little. But Liu Lin said: "No! Their progress is too slow, and they will do what they want to eat!" and sent it away.

Ma Shuo pointed to the iron pot next to the mountain wall and continued to walk into the woods. There is no problem with the swamp mud shell supporting his weight, but Liu Lin may be completely dependent on his body and footwork.

This has brought a lot of pressure to Ma Shuo, and now he can't wait to break it in half in a minute, so how can he have time to say hello?

Besides, Old Man Liu is not the kind of person who cares about appearances. Otherwise, I wouldn't have allowed myself to call him that in the first place.

"Hey, stinky boy!"

Suddenly, Liu Lin greeted him from behind him. Ma Shuo looked back, only to see Liu Lin holding a bowl and pointing to the hole he had just stepped on: "Why are you so energetic?

Ma Shuo pouted: "I want to try how you stepped on such a hard ground, but I got down." ”

Then he shrugged his shoulders and gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "You're amazing!"

This compliment is entirely sincere. Don't look at Liu Lin's skinny little old man, but in fact, he has strong and clear muscles, which is not much better than the young and strong elite soldiers.

Liu Lin smiled when he heard this: "This is a saline-alkali swamp, and the edges are full of eggshell-like cemented ground. But your boy's weight, it's okay on this. Rest assured!"

"I know!" Ma Shuo nodded slightly: "But I still want to go to the woods, after all, I am not proficient yet!"

Liu Lin was stunned when he heard this: "Not skilled?"

The meaning of this sentence is that Ma Shuo has already memorized all the movements?

"Hmm!" Ma Shuo nodded again: "Stomp out a hole, if you still practice there, you may be distracted, what if you forget?"

Liu Lin grinned: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, your heart can't calm down, and it's useless to practice after practicing! Do you believe that it's easy to fall on your heels?"

"Cut!" Ma Shuo pursed his lips, and Old Man Liu was getting more and more outrageous. In that case, simply ignore it and turn around and walk towards the woods.

And Liu Lin also shook his head when he saw this: "If you don't stop, don't stop, my old man will eat and drink enough first!"

Finding a random clearing of similar size in the woods, Ma Shuo took a deep breath and began to practice.

This section of the forest may be due to its proximity to the swamp, but it has sparsely elongated some extremely salt-tolerant trees, and only a few mosses can survive in the shade.

Stepping on it was softer than grass, making Ma Shuo feel as if he was back in the green.

Limbs dance, bend and bend legs. Each movement seems monotonous and awkward, as if the front and back are not coherent at all.

The more I thought about it, a burst of irritability slowly grew in my heart, and there was a tendency to get stronger and stronger.

At the next moment, when he turned 270 degrees and was about to stride and stretch out, the rhythm of his steps was obviously more chaotic.

As a result, the left foot suddenly tripped the right calf.

"Poof!" the whole person fell on his stomach.

"Hahahaha! Ouch, I'm laughing to death!" Liu Lin's gloating ridicule suddenly sounded not far away: "I tripped myself!

Ma Shuo's face turned red, and he quickly got up and turned his head to look in the direction of the swamp. Liu Lin's figure beating his chest and laughing wildly was seven or eight meters away.

Ma Shuo listened to the shrill laughter, and was a little annoyed. He pursed his lips and argued: "Laugh, laugh, laugh, isn't it fun to watch your apprentice lose face?"

Liu Lin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stepped forward, looking at Ma Shuo as if he was really annoyed.

Gently shaking his head and explaining: "The stinky boy learns really fast, but every action is not standard enough, and it's strange if you don't fall on your heels!"

Then, he jumped and grabbed the trunk of the tree above his head and turned over and sat on the branch: "Come, make the movements one by one, and I'll correct you here!"

"Standard?"

muttered in a low voice, and recalled the footprints that Liu Lin had stepped on. Are those the standards that represent the right scores?

His hands were slightly clenched into fists, no wonder when the baron heard that Liu Lin wanted to teach him martial arts, he immediately concluded that they would stay for a few more days.

It's really hard to meet the standard, but he also wants to try his best!

"Stretch your arms and tucks in your buttocks! ”

"Shrug your shoulders, bend your arms forward, shrug again, okay, go on!"

"Hand up, hand up, hand up!"