"Ah Shui?" Dad saw him and waved his hand to beckon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hmm. Xia Qingshui nodded, and greeted the other three at the same time, "Uncle Zhang, Brother Wang, Sister Mei." ”

The three of them also responded with a smile, obviously they are familiar with Xia Qingshui, Uncle Zhang's name is Zhang Wu is forty years old this year, he is a retired soldier, he has been working in the martial arts hall for almost ten years, Sister Mei is Zhang Wu's wife, the two met and fell in love by chance, and later got married, and Sister Mei also came here to be a coach.

As for Brother Wang, Wang Yi, a graduated college student, studying at a second-rate university in Shancheng, because he loved martial arts when he was in college, so he found a part-time job in the martial arts hall, at first it was just a chore, and then his strength improved, and after graduation, he was promoted to coach by his father.

Zhang Wu is different, he is a master of the sixth stage of silver, and Sister Mei is slightly inferior, only the ninth stage of silver, but it is also too strong.

"Haha, Ah Shui finally got the hang of it?" Brother Wang laughed, not because of anything else, he is a martial arts idiot, although his talent is mediocre, but he has a pure heart that pursues martial arts, and he likes to talk about martial arts with people on weekdays, every time Xia Qingshui comes, Brother Wang persuades him to step into the path of martial arts cultivation as soon as possible, and now he is naturally happy to see him come to practice.

"Ahem, yes. Xia Qingshui nodded, coughing because of embarrassment, and some time ago he swore to him that he would not cultivate martial arts.

Brother Wang didn't stab him with this, but solemnly said to him, "The long road is long, and the cultivation is long", Xia Qingshui knew that what Brother Wang actually wanted to say to him was the next sentence, implying that he should persevere.

This kind of thing is about a kind of faith, and if it is not in its way, it really cannot be understood.

It's like he plays a virtual game by himself, in fact, many people don't understand why he is so addicted to it, there is a martial arts dad, but he doesn't know how to cherish the opportunity and waste his youth in vain.

There was a saying at the time.

"People who play games don't know what's fun about people who don't play games, and people who don't play games don't know what people who play games are actually playing. ”

Alludes to the mutual questioning between people from two different worlds.

However, virtual gaming is growing rapidly and becoming a mainstream, which has many gaming fans cheering.

After Xia Qingshui and the three of them exchanged pleasantries for a while, his father gave him a set of black Taoist clothes and asked him to go to the locker room to change into.

The material of the kimono is light and loose, making it suitable for training.

There is a LOGO on the left chest of the uniform, a light blue oriental dragon wrapped around a golden building, the appearance of the building is exactly the same as the Lingshui Martial Arts Museum, and the left side of the LOGO is printed with the word "Lingshui", which is the logo of the Lingshui Martial Arts Hall jointly designed by Xia Qingling and his mother.

"Eat something first, and then you train with the students. Dad said to him.

"Hmm. ”

The dad who had prepared for a long time took five lunch boxes and asked them to come over to eat together, and there was still about half an hour before six o'clock, so there was still some time to digest after eating.

During this period, my mother came to the martial arts hall after work, and my father took out a box of lunches, and everyone sat together, as if they were having a reunion dinner.

Before six o'clock, they had already finished eating, and there were students in the martial arts hall who were wearing the same martial arts uniforms one after another, the older of them was about twenty years old, and the youngest was about eleven or twelve years old.

Dad didn't introduce Xia Qingshui, but directly arranged him into a group of people with no rank, although it was a little abrupt, but no one cared, and as the two friends said, Xia Qingshui really didn't stand out except for being a little attractive.

There are a total of thirty-one people in Xia Qingshui's phalanx, among which people between the ages of eleven and fifteen are the mainstay, and there are also a few people of the same grade as him.

"Okay, everyone lined up and stood in four rows in order of height, seven people in the first two rows, eight people in the third row, and nine people in the fourth row. Wang Yi faced everyone with his hands behind his back, stood with his feet crossed, and said to them.

Having one more person does not affect their standing, Xia Qingshui is still relatively high in the line, so he stands directly to the right of the fourth row.

The preparatory actions of the Lingshui Martial Arts Hall are no different from the preparatory actions before the general fitness, mainly pressing the legs, stretching the muscles and moving the joints to prevent injuries due to the muscles not being pulled apart during training.

After doing the preparatory movements, Wang Yi asked them to jog five laps inside the martial arts hall, about one kilometer, which was relatively easy, but this was just a preparatory exercise, and basically no one showed fatigue at this level of exercise, only Xia Qingshui felt a little soreness in his legs, which was normal, and he naturally had a feeling of muscle overload if he didn't train often.

Before being graded, the main task of their team is to improve their strength, push-ups, squats and sit-ups and the like can be, but the method used by the Lingshui Martial Arts Hall to train novices is usually to carry weights and horse steps, and the most important thing for martial arts practitioners is whether a person's lower plate is stable, the more stable the lower the plate, the more free the attack can be, and can make many changes.

And the weight-bearing zama step can not only improve the strength of the legs and waist, but also exercise one's patience.

Of course, these are only requirements for beginners, and the higher the level of a martial artist, the stronger the control over oneself, and there is no need to rely on this basic movement to strengthen oneself.

The horse step taught by Lingshui Martial Arts Hall is a kind of infinite pile widely spread in the martial arts world, also known as the natural pile, perennial practice can regulate the autonomic nerves, improve the motor nerves, make people react sensitively, and is most suitable for training novices who have just entered the martial arts.

Like Xia Qingshui, who had never stood on the pile, he felt the muscles of his thighs trembling slightly when he just bent his knees, and the standing pile was about relaxing himself, but he felt that there was a thousand jun pressing down, and the slightly trembling legs began to shake unnaturally violently at the end, but in more than a minute, he couldn't.

"Ah Shui, come here, I'll teach you how to stand on the pile. Wang Yi beckoned Xia Qingshui over, obviously seeing his embarrassed appearance.

The faces of the people around were all relaxed, a minute was too short for them, but they didn't laugh at Xia Qingshui, after all, novices are like this, and most people have experienced it.

"Hmm. Xia Qingshui nodded, he also noticed that his posture was different from others, but he couldn't tell.

Wang Yi and he walked to the side of the team, and the two faced each other, maintaining a straddle posture.

"Ah Shui, look at me, first of all, the body stands naturally, just like this. Wang Yi lowered his hand and pressed against the side seam of his pants, his shoulders relaxed and adducted, "The head should be straight, and the waist should be straight." ”

Xia Qingshui carefully observed his every movement, and then followed his method to strike a relaxed pose.

"Ahh Wang Yi opened his mouth, "Look, the tip of the tongue is against the upper gums." ”

"Well, I see, but what's the use of this? can it help relax?" Xia Qingshui asked.

Wang Yi nodded and said: "There is also relaxation, but this is a method of regulating breathing, called building a magpie bridge, which can expand the laryngeal cavity after this, breathe smoothly, and the brain is not easy to get drowsy." ”

Xia Qingshui nodded and continued to learn to do.

"Spread your feet shoulder-width apart, with your toes facing straight ahead, and then bend your legs slightly, remember, the curvature of the bend is felt by yourself, and you bend it to me first. Wang Yi said.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing Wang Yi's words, he bent his legs slightly and tied up his horse.

But before he could ask Wang Yi if he was doing it standardly, a foot appeared between his feet, hooked his ankle and pulled it gently, and Xia Qingshui fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter came from one side, but it was the crisp laughter of the group of children in the group.

"Ugh. Xia Qingshui scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed, and Wang Yi also looked at him with a smile.

"Go ahead, as long as you don't get hooked, it's pretty much the standard. Wang Yi said.

Xia Qingshui nodded.

Started practicing again, this time he didn't rush to put out an empty shelf, but carefully recalled a feeling in his mind about how Xia Qingshui in that world kept the next plate stable.

Qi Shen Dantian.

The breathing is thin and trickle, continuous.

Xia Qingshui couldn't help but close his eyes, quite a hint of the taste of an old monk.

"This?" Wang Yi was slightly stunned, and Xia Qingshui in front of him seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person.

He did not stand in the posture of the infinite pile, but took a step forward with his left foot, bent his legs down, his left hand bent in front of him, his five fingers relaxed and drooping, and his right hand placed on his waist.

Thirteen Qingluo ghost starting style.

Three living ghosts.