Jiang Liu said excitedly: "My fist strength is about one hundred and fifty kilograms, that is, three hundred catties. The strength of the whip leg is about 500 catties. In other words, I'm stronger than Mingjin? ”

"That's not how it counts. Although your strength is greater than that of ordinary people, the strength in your body is scattered. You can punch 300 catties of strength, but you can't punch 300 catties of strength. Chen Zhen gave an example, "For example, you can punch 300 catties of power with a long punch, but you can only punch 100 catties with a short punch. And the master of Mingjin, every move can exert all his strength. ”

After a pause, Chen Zhen said with a slightly strange expression: "But you obviously didn't reach Ming Jin, but your strength exceeded Ming Jin." And you have a lot of practical experience. In particular, your martial arts moves, although quirky, are very suitable for actual combat. If you insist on comparison, your strength should be about the same as the middle stage of Ming Jin. ”

Realm is not the only condition that determines actual combat ability. For example, a strong man born with divine power, with the ability to lift a thousand catties, even if he does not practice martial arts, an ordinary Ming Jin martial artist is definitely not his opponent. But when it comes to dark energy, it's different. Dark energy can hurt people's hearts, and it can't be blocked by rough skin and thick meat.

"Then how can I be considered to be stepping into Mingjin?" Jiang Liu humbly asked for advice. If he can step into Mingjin, he can punch out 300 catties of strength with every punch, and every leg can kick out 500 catties of strength like a whip leg. In the real world, even the masters of the national team may not have such strength. Definitely top notch.

"As long as you integrate the strength of your whole body in one place, you can use the strength of your whole body with every punch and every palm, even if you step into Mingjin." Chen Zhen said, "The easiest way is to train yourself to control your power by standing on the stake, and integrate your power into one." ”

"It's no wonder that traditional martial arts pay so much attention to standing piles, it turns out that standing piles is a way to practice Ming Jin." Jiang Liu suddenly remembered that Senior Sister had to stand on the pile for at least two hours every day, and she always felt that she was wasting time at first, but now she finally understood. couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder Senior Sister's small body can always burst out with powerful strength, none of us junior disciples are her opponents, presumably she has already stepped into Mingjin!" ”

Thinking that in the past, the senior sister always told her to insist on standing on the pile every day, but she felt that it was a waste of time and the yin and yang were violated, Jiang Liu couldn't help but smile bitterly, if she listened to the words of the senior sister and insisted on standing on the pile, maybe she would have stepped into Mingjin a long time ago.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Liu subconsciously stood with his feet separated, his knees buckled inward, his waist slumped and his hips sitting, his shoulders loosened and his elbows sunk, and he was propped outward, and a standard eight-pole two-instrument pile stood out. In fact, the basic skills of the river flow are very solid. It's just that since the death of his master, he joined the sanda team, and he was more exposed to strength and speed training, so he neglected to do the work.

At a glance, I saw Jiang Liu's collar hanging above his head, like a giant standing up to the sky, exuding a rigid and domineering momentum.

Chen Zhen couldn't help but be amazed, he had always heard that Baji Boxing was fierce and unparalleled, and he could see the big from the small from the pile skills of the Baji.

Standing on a stump is not standing still. On the contrary, you have to keep moving. It's just that this "movement" is regular, through breathing, to control muscle tremors, agitate qi and blood, so as to achieve the effect of strengthening the muscles and bones.

The river took root at the foot of the river, and the body fell with the breath, and I could clearly feel a hot current rising in the blood, dispersing along the blood vessels into every muscle in the body.

In this way, after an hour, Jiang Liu slowly opened his eyes and stopped practicing pile gong.

At this time, Jiang Liu only felt that his whole body was hot, his qi and blood were boiling, and although he stood on the pile for an hour, he did not feel the slightest tiredness, but was full of energy and refreshed.

This is the benefit of standing piles, which stimulates qi and blood, which is equivalent to injecting the energy in the blood into the muscles. If the more you stand on the pile, the more tired you become, and the more you stand the stiffer your body becomes, then don't stand, you must be standing wrong. Forced practice, not only can it not play a role in strengthening qi and blood, but it is also easy to abolish the knees.

Jiang Liu clenched his fists slightly, his finger bones, wrists, and elbows all crackled, and he said in surprise: "I feel that my strength seems to have increased a lot." ”

Chen Zhen said with a smile: "This is because you just stood on the pile and stimulated the qi and blood, and under the traction of the qi and blood, the strength of some of your muscles was connected. When the qi and blood slowly fall back, this feeling will disappear. Therefore, you must accumulate over time, and stand the pile gong in your bones, and when the time comes, you can always maintain a state of full qi and blood, and all the muscle strength is connected by qi and blood, that is, Ming Jin. At that time, you guess you really stepped into the threshold of martial arts. ”

Jiang Liu said gratefully: "Thank you Brother Chen for your guidance." If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know when I would have understood what true martial arts were. ”

At this time, Jiang Liu understood the true mystery of the national art. Although the pile skill of Guoshu does not improve speed and strength as quickly and efficiently as sanda training. However, the national art pays attention to the training of people's whole body strength into a whole, training muscles and bones on the outside, and strengthening qi and blood on the inside, which is far from being comparable to Sanda.

The old man Yun: Chaowen said, Xi can die. Jiang Liu's current feeling is not so exaggerated, but it is about the same.

Jiang Liu felt that when he stepped into Mingjin, every punch could hit the power of the lore level, and every leg could raise the power of splitting the whip leg, then his strength would definitely more than double. Moreover, the bright energy is so powerful, what about the dark energy?

"Brother Chen, can you give me a feel for what dark energy is?" Jiang Liu couldn't help but be curious.

Chen Zhen nodded, stretched out a hand, and said, "Let's take a hand, I'll let you feel it." ”

Hand is a common method of competition in Chinese martial arts, if the ring is a martial arts, then hand in hand is a bit of a literary fight. Although hand-in-hand does not determine the strength of two people's actual combat ability, it can definitely distinguish the level of the realm. Chinese martial arts pay attention to subtlety and restraint, and hand-to-hand can not only distinguish between high and low, but also not hurt harmony. It has become the favorite way for many people in martial arts.

Jiang Liu slowly stretched out his right hand, but as soon as he touched Chen Zhen's hand, he suddenly felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and subconsciously retracted his hand.

"This is the dark energy, beating people is like a needle prick."

Chen Zhen explained: "Bright energy hurts people with force, while dark energy has stronger penetrating power and can hurt people's internal organs. In fact, whether it's bright energy or dark energy, the difference is the means, and the most important thing is to look at the person. As long as you can defeat your opponent, it doesn't matter if you only rely on brute force to punch the king's eight punches. ”

Jiang Liu nodded, deeply touched by this. In this world, it has always been result-oriented. It's like he fought with national player Wang Teng. Wang Teng's strength is stronger than him, but Jiang Liu's moves are more ruthless, and he dares to exchange his life for his life. In the end, Wang Teng was deposed, and he was soon forgotten as a loser.

The two spent the night arguing about martial arts. Chen Zhen has a deep understanding of national art and has taught Jiang Liu a lot. However, some of Jiang Liu's fighting skills and concepts from later generations also made Chen Zhen feel that he had gained a lot.

It wasn't until dawn on the second day that the people of the Jingwu Pavilion finally found this place, but the next sentence made the faces of the two of them change suddenly.

"Fifth Senior Brother, it's no good, Li'er was captured by the Japanese."