Chapter 8 The Limits of Physical Technique
"I'm so tired."
"Are you tired? I'll give you a massage. ”
"Oh, you're going to kill someone, forget it." Fang Mingwei slapped Schneider's big hand, at this moment, he deeply missed He Linglong's soft but firm and powerful little white hands, at this time, if she was by her side, she must have felt a lot better.
"Mingwei, what are you thinking? Why is the expression so silvery? ”
Fang Mingwei's heart froze, and he immediately said, "I was thinking about the boxing technique just now. ”
"Really? But I don't think you're thinking about women. ”
"Is that because you're not in the right mind and are cranky?"
"No, with my experience of visiting the red light district at the age of sixteen......"
"Your experience can't be applied to everyone." Fang Mingwei said with a straight face: "Do you know why your physical ability reached the sixth level earlier than me, but you are far behind me in terms of use? ”
"I don't know, you teach me."
Fang Mingwei said with a righteous face: "There is only one specific reason, that is, I am always thinking about how to improve my ability, while you are thinking about women all the time." Even if you think about women, it's okay, but if you still doubt me, it's an unforgivable sin. ”
Schneider thought about it suspiciously for a long time, although Fang Mingwei's words were not good, but they sounded a little reasonable and could not be refuted.
"Okay." Schneider gritted his teeth and said, "I won't talk about women in the future, I must practice hard." ”
Fang Mingwei smiled slightly and said, "That's right, is this my good brother?" ”
"Okay, Mingwei, you were amazing just now." Keno shook his head, gave Fang Mingwei a thumbs up, and said, "Awesome." ”
After three months together, the three of them have identified with each other. And they understand better that as long as the queen worships under Wang Ziqiang's door, it will be a grasshopper on the same line, so their relationship has improved quickly, and intentionally or unintentionally, even the title has quietly changed.
Fang Mingwei thought about it carefully and said, "I don't know what happened just now, but after practicing boxing, I suddenly found that I had entered a wonderful realm, so I took advantage of the situation to punch out, and I didn't expect it to have such great power." ”
He shuddered involuntarily, and the thought of the power of that punch just now made him tremble.
After that punch was struck, it actually smashed an iron beam in the practice room in the air. It can be seen that the power of this punch has reached an unimaginable level. Thinking back to the past, Keno penetrated the protective plate of the mecha with his bare hands, and I am afraid that it would be nothing more than that.
However, Fang Mingwei is also a little self-aware, knowing that he is still far from Keno compared to Keno.
People do it casually, and they have such a great power between their gestures, but they are different, they can make this punch, most of them are blindfolded, if they change the environment, even if they let him hit such a punch again, it is impossible to do it.
Kino nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Unintentionally, yes, Mingwei, by now, I can already be sure of one thing." ”
"What's the matter?"
"Your future will be limitless." Keno said seriously.
"Nonsense." Schneider rolled his eyes and said, "This idiot also knows this, otherwise the teacher would not have accepted him as a beginner disciple at the first meeting." ”
Keno shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about mental strength, but physical ability." ”
"Physical ability ......" Schneider was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Yes, I only noticed his talent in the spiritual department before, but I didn't expect that in the physical arts department, his performance is also good." ”
"It's not just a good word." Kino sighed deeply and said, "Do you know why it is extremely difficult for us human beings, whether it is the physical arts department or the spirit department, to cross the limit of the tenth level? ”
Although Fang Mingwei was out of strength, it didn't affect his speech, and asked, "Why?" ”
"It's very simple, because if you want to reach level 11 or above, there is a big pass, if you can't pass this level, then the achievement of your life will end here."
"What pass?"
"The Threshold of the Heart." Kino said slowly: "Take the heart as the guide, comprehend heaven and earth, commonly known as the unity of heaven and man." If you can't do this, then no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to break through the limit of the tenth level. ”
Take the heart as the guide and feel the heaven and the earth.
Fang Mingwei muttered the word in his mouth, and there was a trace of trance in his heart.
When he used his spiritual powers before, he had entered this wonderful world. But when he was practicing boxing, he inadvertently came into contact with the realm of the unity of heaven and man for the first time.
Although they both comprehend the world and the world, there is a slight difference in the feeling brought by the spirit and the physical arts.
If we say that we can perceive heaven and earth with spiritual power, we are spreading our spiritual power to the vast and boundless sky and earth, inexplicably intersecting with the mysterious forces in the universe, and using it to nourish and nourish our spiritual power.
But the unity of heaven and man in physical art was different, and at that time, it felt as if he was a god, a god who controlled part of the space, and in that space, he seemed to be able to do anything easily, and even control the life and death of others.
Moreover, in that realm, the incomparably clear induction inside the body, the flow of blood, the trembling of muscles, and the changes in internal strength, all appeared clearly in his mind.
It was precisely because of this that Fang Mingwei was able to gather all the power of his whole body into one point, and with the help of a mysterious force in nature, he caused such a terrifying blow.
Just as he was carefully comprehending the difference between these two powers and the fusion of heaven and earth, he heard Schneider ask cautiously: "Brother Kino, you said that Fang Mingwei just entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man?" ”
"yes, if it weren't for that, that punch wouldn't have been so destructive."
Schneider swallowed and spitted at the mouth, and said: "Impossible, the realm of the unity of heaven and man will only appear when the peak master of the tenth level succeeds in the impact of the eleventh level, Fang Mingwei is now the sixth level of physical ability, how can it be ......"
He paused, remembering the countless indescribable and inexplicable miracles that happened to Fang Mingwei, his voice suddenly lowered, and finally sighed deeply, since he had encountered such a monster, what else was there to say.
Schneider changed his expression and asked, "Mingwei, are we brothers?" ”
"Of course it is."
"Great, so you tell me, how can you get into that feeling of unity between man and nature?"
Fang Mingwei was stunned, what did he say about this mysterious feeling?
After thinking about it carefully for a long time, I still have no clue. Frowning slightly, Fang Mingwei's thoughts returned to the many souls, although it was unreasonable, but he was sure that he was able to use his internal strength as he wanted so quickly, and the sudden explosion of his character and comprehension of the realm of the unity of heaven and earth were all related to those souls in his mind.
He closed his eyes slightly, thinking back to every bit of his physical ability after reaching the sixth level.
Ever since his physical skills broke through the fifth level, every time he practiced his physical skills, especially when he was fighting military physical boxing, he would have a very familiar feeling.
This feeling is the embodiment of a thousand tempers, the kind that has been integrated into the bone marrow, into the soul, indelible marks.
It seems that in his previous life, he had practiced countless times, and he had already eaten these boxing techniques and other things thoroughly. Because of this, he was able to reach a level of proficiency that ordinary people could not imagine in a very short period of time.
In the past, he was resigned to this feeling, and did not deliberately pursue and explore. But now, he had understood that these feelings came from many souls in his mind.
When Fang Mingwei's spiritual power reached the eleventh level, every time he fused with his soul, it was equivalent to mastering their abilities and knowledge.
There is nothing one or two times, but the number of times, the skills that these souls have mastered during their lifetime are implicated in his body unconsciously. The process is slow, but it is constantly going on, changing little by little.
It can be said that Fang Mingwei's performance today is actually the inevitable result of the accumulation of Ping Yu reaching a certain degree and breaking out by chance.
After figuring out these truths, Fang Mingwei sighed deeply. Although it was through unremitting hard work that I thoroughly mastered the essence of the physical arts. But truth be told, without the help of these souls, the process would have been extended a thousand times over.
Touching his nose, under Schneider's expectant eyes, Fang Mingwei smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, I don't know." ”
"What? If you dare not say it, you will die. Schneider said viciously.
"No, I really can't explain it, it seems to come naturally, and I don't know how."
"He's right." Seeing the two brothers fighting, Kino couldn't help but feel a trace of envy in his heart, and said, "If you can describe this kind of realm in words, then there will not be so few masters who have broken through the tenth level." ”
Schneider sat down and asked casually, "Brother Keno, do you have a solution?" ”
"Nope." Kino hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe working hard, accumulating a lot, and accumulating a lot is the orthodoxy of physical arts." ”
Schneider glanced at him helplessly, isn't this nonsense.
Suddenly, the pager in the room rang, Keno stepped forward to open it, and a series of words flashed on one of the walls of the room.
"Brother Keno, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, the fat man said, let's have a good rest for the next two days, and after five days, we have work to do."
(To be continued)