Yes, he admits that the internal skills are indeed very powerful, and if a top-grade internal skill is placed in front of his eyes, I am afraid he will not be able to help but learn it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the difference is that he has no internal strength now, and the more important thing is that if he has, Wang Hao will also suppress his mind and practice immediately.

Why is internal strength so powerful? Because after cultivation, there is internal force.

Why does it become stronger when there is an internal force? Because if you attach the internal force to your hand, the power to fight out will be stronger, and if you attach it to your body, your defense will be stronger, and if you attach it to your eyes, you will see things more clearly.

And what about injuries? It's okay, as long as you adjust it with internal force, you can recover as before, as if the internal force is omnipotent, so the internal force is powerful. The internal force is already powerful, and the natural internal strength also means that it is powerful.

But! All this is one, that is, the internal force is attached to one's body, what if one's body becomes strong? Isn't that the internal force attached to it, and it becomes stronger by itself?

This statement is concluded by Wang Hao after summarizing, if someone refutes it, for example, Xiao Feng's dragon catcher, doesn't he only use internal force to shoot outward, relying on the strength of internal force alone?

If Wang Hao hears this conclusion, he will definitely spray you in the face.

Why are the internal forces strong?

The first is long-term cultivation, and the second is that the storage capacity of the dantian is very large, how to make the dantian strong? As long as the speed of the internal force in the meridians is allowed to keep moisturizing, the internal force is naturally thick, and after the meridians are expanded, the same people will definitely cultivate faster than those with thin meridians, this is the so-called person who practices martial arts.

And everything, all the foundation, is the strength of his own body, and it is precisely because of this that Wang Hao attaches so much importance to the degree of physical body.

Although he has not cultivated internal strength, nor has he cultivated truth, and he has not even practiced martial arts before, but Wang Hao has read a lot of books!

There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book. If you see more, you will understand more, even if you haven't been in contact with it, isn't there a sentence that you haven't eaten pork and seen a pig run, it's all the same truth.

Thinking of these, Wang Hao's fingernails were about to pinch his flesh, and he made up his mind that he must learn these external skills well.

In front of him, Huang Feihong, who was sitting on the chair, glanced at Wang Hao seemingly unintentionally, and when he found the other party's state, he nodded secretly, he was quite satisfied with this apprentice.

Huang Feihong doesn't care about Wang Hao's reason for practicing martial arts, either for revenge, or for glory and wealth, or he may embark on a bad path.

But all of these must have a premise, he, a disciple, is willing to learn martial arts!

Huang Feihong doesn't want to accept a disciple, he is the kind of person who is unwilling to practice martial arts and join Bao Zhilin, just wanting to save his life.

As for going down the wrong path? If he did, it also showed that Huang Feihong, the master, did not teach well, at least now, he did not see the thoughts of the wicked in Wang Hao's eyes.

As long as you cultivate well in the future, you will naturally go on the right path and bring honor to Bao Zhilin.

"Okay, it's not bad, keep practicing, remember, if something happens, Bao Zhilin is your strong backing! Of course, if I find out that you are evil, I will definitely break your legs and take back your martial arts! ”

After Huang Feihong reviewed the practice of his own disciples, including Liang Kuan and Luo Yasu, he gave a candy and another stick to show punishment.

Wang Hao was entangled in his heart for a while, didn't he clearly say it to himself. But he didn't think about it for the wicked world, he just wanted to return to the real world to make a lot of money and be a master.

If anyone in the world doesn't want to be a master, he is no exception, because Wang Hao is also a so-called layman, and a layman must have the dream of a layman.

"Wang Hao, you can also practice, today is your apprenticeship day, let the brothers and sisters take a look." Before the end, Huang Feihong did not let him go and let him go.

"Uh, it's the master." I had to go up hard, and I had no other way but to step forward and start to put on a posture.

In the past few days, Wang Hao has only learned Zama and basic boxing techniques, and the others have not been touched, so this time, he put on a pose.

With his legs open and his waist lowered, a Zama gesture is struck.

"Not bad." Huang Feihong nodded, just from this action, it can be seen that in the past few days, this apprentice has not been lazy, but really went to Zama, otherwise the next game will definitely not be so stable.

Of course, this is just the beginning, he is just getting started, what is needed is persistence, the proficiency of this Zama and the stability of the next game, can only be said to be not bad compared to those ordinary people, if you meet a good hand, you can kick him to the ground.

"Okay, rush, bump, squeeze, lean, collapse, split, pick, smash, brace, hug, block, pick, hook, copy!"

On his side, Liang Kuan kept spitting characters out of his mouth.

In these days, Wang Hao is just learning some basic things, and the various fighting styles in these boxing techniques are the foundation of the foundation.

Since it was an audition, it was natural for Liang Kuan to release the moves on the side, and after these most basic things were over, he started the next step.

"White Snake Spit Core!"

"Haidilao Moon" ......

All kinds of moves have actions under Wang Hao's demonstration, but they have no power at all, only their shape, and they have no meaning.

Some of the tricks have only been learned by him for a short time, and after they are played, they don't even have their shape, and they look a little nondescript.

After all, he has only been studying for a few days, and he is only doing leg and foot kung fu, and he has never done some things like stretching, and his natural movements are not in place, which looks very uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Wang is playing quite well."

"That's natural, in such a short period of time, it's already good to play like this."

On the side, those outer disciples who had already performed martial arts looked at Wang Hao in the field, and their heads were explaining the Tao, and with Huang Feihong's eyes, they settled down.

Their intention is obvious, that is, to curry favor with Wang Hao.

With this brush, in fact, Wang Hao's performance is not very good, it can only be said that it can be said to be a beginner, if you calculate it carefully, it may be difficult to even pass, so Huang Feihong was very dissatisfied when he heard the muttering of his disciples.

But these disciples don't think much, as long as you are a senior brother or a true disciple, no matter how bad your performance is, you can't say it blatantly, otherwise who knows that you will give yourself small shoes to wear.

"Alas, forget it, after all, he is not young, his learning ability is not strong, and his bones have been determined, if he wants to become a master, it is naturally more difficult, it depends on his creation."

When Huang Feihong saw Wang Hao's martial arts, he also sighed in his heart, it was pointless to go on like this, so he waved his hand and stopped Wang Hao's drill.