Chapter Seventy-Nine: Training
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Out of the Newcomer Valley all the way to the west, Han Ruoxue pulled Luo Yu to hurry up, until she saw the back of Wang Dong striding with a long knife on his back in the morning mist from a distance, and then he slowed down breathlessly. Pen Ć fun Ć Pavilion www. ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ ć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Dead girl, you, you're tired of me...... If you can't let him go so much, why don't you chase him up?"
Luo Yu shook off Han Ruoxue's already sweaty palm, and said angrily out of breath.
"Hmph, what do you know?"
Han Ruoxue rolled her eyes skillfully, and suddenly bit her lip and said with a smile: "How can it be so simple to pursue such a man, although it is a woman chasing a man, it is also necessary to pay attention to a proportional strategy." ā
Seeing Luo Yu's eyes widen and he looked humbly taught, Han Ruoxue's sweet two dimples smiled even deeper, and her eyes were as cunning as a female fox.
"It's like fishing, what do you do if the fish that has been hooked is not only stubborn and refuses to give in, but also has a lot of strength?"
"IāI haven't caught a fish, what should I do?" Luo Yu blinked curiously.
Han Ruoxue smiled proudly, with the tone of a person who came over: "If you push hard, you will tear its mouth, and it will naturally run away injured, but if you wait stupidly and don't make any moves, it will still get off the hook and slip away." ā
"At this time, you must not be in a hurry, you have to fight a protracted battle with it, loosen and tighten it back and forth, and wait until its strength is exhausted a little bit, and the little character is worn out little by little, and your little hand is gently mentioned, it must be your plate. ā
"Oh...... I seem to get it. ā
Luo Yu nodded, suddenly scratched Han Ruoxue's little waist, and scolded with a smile: "Okay, you, you are slipping Wang Dong like a fish, for him, you really took great pains, I really convinced you." ā
"Don't ...... Don't make a fuss, be careful of being found by him. ā
Han Ruoxue looked nervously at the tall back in front of her, and muttered: "For him, I am willing to do anything, now the fishing hook has caught his heart, but it is not easy to force it too tightly, and I will not go to him again in the next two months before the big competition." ā
"Don't you go to him, hmph, you lie to the ghost, I don't believe you can really bear it. ā
"What can't you bear? If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ā
"Hmph, how much the hell do you have...... Huh, Ruoxue, you see, he turned into the iron forest on the right, what is he going to do there?"
"I ...... I guess he just wanted to distance himself from me, and he also wanted to find a secluded place to practice. ā
"Alas, it's really hard for you, knowing that he is tactfully rejecting you, you still treat him like this, but I hope you can get your wish. ā
"But the two of us will pass through these iron forests every day to pick purple bead grass, if you really miss him, you can pretend to be an accident, go and see him and talk to him, I will hide and wait, I will never laugh at you." ā
"Luo Yu, thank you, but if I really can't help but think about him, I will quietly go up to the ridge behind the iron forest and look at him from a distance......
.........
"It's still the same place, very little has changed. ā
Standing on an open green grass in the iron forest, Wang Dong looked around at the pitch-black iron trees that were more than three people tall, and couldn't help but think of the times he and Shi Hu had spent here.
But when his nostalgic gaze subconsciously fell into a certain depths of the woods, the whole person trembled.
In a trance, he seemed to see a girl with long hair fluttering and a slender back, slowly turning around in the shade of the sunny tree, holding her hands behind her back and gently tiptoeing, smiling at him......
But as soon as this living picture appeared, it was shattered like a moon in water, and was replaced by another picture in a blink of an eye.
is the same girl, the same dimples are sweet, and they are also smiling at him, but on that blown face is pear blossoms with rain, and those tearful eyes, what kind of grievances are revealed, it makes people's hearts hurt when they look at it......
"No, I've already slashed my sword, how can I think of her again......"
Wang Dong shook his head desperately, the picture in his mind was shattered in an instant, he took a deep breath with red eyes, and sat down on a tree stump with the thick mouth of the bowl at his feet.
On the wet green grass in front of him and behind him, such black tree stumps were scattered, all of which were left by him and Shi Hu when they were on a mission before, and at first glance, they looked like sunspots on the Go board.
Placing the animal skin bag containing the young leopard on the stump of the tree within reach on the opposite side, Wang Dong unloaded the package he was carrying and spread it out on the grass, picked up the green jade gourd, poured out four pills of Nourishing Pills, and put them all into his mouth, closed his eyes and meditated and began to practice internal breathing......
Before I knew it, it was noon in the middle of the day, and the moisture was missing from the breeze but it was a little hotter.
Wang Dong opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity, shook the empty green jade gourd, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Come on, this time it's clean and slippery, and all the Nourishing Pills are used up." ā
The timeliness of refining and refining the Nourishing Pill is amazing, and the little inventory in the gourd is not enough at all, and it is really hard for several days, and he suddenly returns to the poor.
However, making the best use of things, feeling the warm inner breath that almost filled the dantian and slowly rotated, Wang Dong clenched his fists vigorously, in two months, I will enter the Qi Refining Realm.
When I thought of Yangxi Dan, I naturally thought of the red-faced Tian Qi with a scruffy beard.
"I don't know what Tian Qi's tigress has a good record?"
Today happens to be the day of the annual big competition of the outer disciples, and Tian Qi, who can't be on the stage for cultivation, doesn't have to count on it, but his senior sister Xu Hong is estimated to be able to fight it.
"Presumably, it will take a few days for Tian Qi to free up his hands to refine the Qi Cultivation Pill for me, once that batch of Cultivation Pill is in hand, I will be able to step into the Qi Refining Realm just around the corner. ā
Wang Dong smiled confidently, grabbed the animal skin bag and stood up, strode into the iron forest, and walked towards the bushes near the ridge.
This iron forest is very secluded, and few people usually come, but some snakes, insects and small beasts often haunt them, so they have to prevent the two weak half-faked leopards in the animal skin bag from being harmed by something......
After about a stick of incense, Wang Dong, who had eaten two roasted pheasants, extinguished the fire and practiced the splitting mountain fist in front of an iron tree with a thick bowl mouth.
The move of the Splitting Mountain Fist is simple, opening and closing, Wang Dong has already realized the fist intent of opening the mountain and splitting the stone, and what he has to do for today's plan is to continue to break through the limit of his pair of iron fists.
In the past, when he struck the Iron Tree to refine his fist intent, Wang Dong would first use an axe to cut a thin crack in the dark and hard trunk of the tree, and then break the Iron Tree with continuous fist power.
But this time, he waved his two iron fists infused with internal breath, endured the sharp pain in his heart and shook directly at the trunk of the tree that was as hard as iron and stone, punch after punch without mercy, as if these fists were not his own......
If you can't be ruthless with yourself, how can you do one thing to the extreme?
He was determined to use this to constantly push the limit, and in the painful ordeal, he was bound to get harder and stronger, and his iron fists smashed the thick trunk of the bowl to pieces.
The "thump" of the heavy punch tree was endless, and the narrow and pitch-black iron leaves were constantly shaken off the canopy, and they fell from the air in twos and threes.
On the trunk of the iron tree that trembled frequently, two slightly concave fist prints sank into the trunk of the tree at a slow speed, so that the turtle dared to laugh loudly, but Wang Dong was not discouraged......
It wasn't until the evening, looking at the two fist prints that were half an inch deep that they were sunk into the trunk of the tree, that Wang Dong sat on the stump with two swollen fists that looked like pig's elbows.
"Dad, if you want to be noble in front of people, you will be guilty of people later, you once taught this sentence to Dong'er, and Dong'er never dared or forgot, and has been putting it into practice......"
Wang Dong gritted his teeth, and endured the sharp pain from his two fists, tempering his endurance and tempering his will.
Gradually, the sharp pain in his fist was no longer so penetrating, Wang Dong looked at the small half-round sunset that was about to disappear in the West Mountain, got up and pulled out the knife out of the sheath, according to the new ideas realized that night next to the pine forest behind the arrow tower, a knife slashed out......
One knife on the left, one knife on the right, one knife on the front, Huo Ran turned around and stabbed again......
"Huh...... Swish...... Who......"
The sharp sound of the blade breaking through the wind was in the ears, but it was not compact and continuous.
Wang Dong's knife is not a continuous split, but every time he thinks about it for a long or short time, he will try to make such a knife.
I don't know when, the night was already deep, Wang Dong, who had already run out of sweat, licked his chapped lips, looked at the waning moon hanging obliquely in the southeast sky, smiled hoarsely, packed up all his belongings and left the iron forest......
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"Hey, I thought you were going to be a savage? Come on, come on, hurry up and drink water, see that your mouth is cracked, tomorrow, I will remind you to bring water." ā
"Boss Wang, you are really, there is another hour to be midnight, and the food left for you has already been cold, you ......"
In the bright stone house, Shi Hu and Ding Mian were busy around Wang who was sitting on the edge of the bed, muttering non-stop.
Wang Dong took a mouthful of food, another mouthful of water, and wiped out all the food after dividing it by two, and that virtue was like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost, and he had not eaten a grain of rice for eight hundred years......
"Uh......"
Wang Dong was choked and rolled his eyes twice, rubbed his chest and smiled: "Full of water and food, comfortable." ā
"How old are you kid, and it's not worrying for me to be so worried. ā
Shi Hu hit Wang Dong with a chestnut and grinned, he glared at Ding Mian who was giggling next to him, and suddenly hooked his arm around Wang Dong's neck and asked affectionately, "What's going on?"
Wang shook his head and muttered: "I am satisfied with the practice of Nei Xi and Split Mountain Fist, but the comprehension of the fourth knife has not made much progress, and I always feel that there is a thin layer of window paper blocking my eyes, which can be pierced with one finger, but I always miss the point." ā
Speaking of this, he suddenly frowned and smiled: "But it doesn't matter, the water drops are piercing, I firmly believe that I can tear this layer of window paper, by the way, how are you two cultivating?"
"Hey, you didn't ask, but you forgot. ā
Shi Hu got up and stood in the open space in front of the window, and said solemnly: "Wang Dong, you can help me see what kind of heat my Split Mountain Fist cultivation has reached, and it is better than that day." ā
"Yes. ā
Wang Dong smiled and nodded, and looked at Ding Mian, who was sitting next to him and eager to try.
The kung fu was not big, and the "whirring" sound of the fist breaking the wind stopped.
"Wang Dong, do you think I'm still good at practicing?" Shi Hu stood in place slightly panting, his black face nervous.
"Yes, the fist is powerful, and I can also feel the fist intent of the mountain cracking. ā
Wang Dong first affirmed, and the next moment he stood up and strode over, and said bluntly: "But this is not enough." ā
"No, not enough, I don't understand. ā
Shi Hu smashed his little eyes, some of the second monks were confused, and Ding Mian, who was sitting on the bed, hurriedly jumped down and approached, pricked up his ears and opened his eyes wide.
"Huzi, Xiaoding, what do I have to say. ā
After Wang Dong's right fist was hit as slowly as a turtle, his arm hovered in mid-air and did not retract, and he explained in a deep voice: "For example, this punch, it doesn't mean that you will be done when you hit it, there is a lot of attention to it." ā
"Before you throw a punch, you need to know how long your arm is, how far the punch can go, where the punch will end up, and if you're fighting, you have to calculate the distance between you and your opponent before you throw a punch.
If the distance is a little far, and the punch is not sure to hit the opponent solidly, you need to use words or other means to distract the opponent, and at the same time quietly approach the right distance.
If the distance is too close, you have to quietly retreat to the right position, so that after the punch is struck, it will go through the acceleration process and finally climb to the extreme, so that you don't waste all your power on your opponent. ā
"Besides, your opponent is not dead, they won't stand there and let you go wild, you have to cooperate with your nimble footsteps, and when you hit him, you have to stick to him like a maggot on his tarsal bones, so that he can't breathe. ā
"If the enemy is strong and I am weak, then we will never be able to defeat the enemy, and we must change the law to show the enemy weakness and paralyze the opponent. ā
"While secretly accumulating fist strength with the other party, we must constantly observe every change in his eyes, from his limbs to his eyes, and pinch him either proudly and carelessly, or use the old moment to make a decisive move, and hit him off guard and turn his back ......"
"Another thing you have to remember is that when you are fighting with others, you should use what tricks are good, whether they look good or not, and you have to be shameless. ā
"Our aim is to only try to beat the opponent, refuse the stereotype, and have no bottom line......"
In the small stone house, Wang Dong looked solemn and spat and spat in all directions, and unreservedly looked at Shi Hu Ding Mian, who was nodding around him again and again, and brainwashed and instructed hand in hand......
The night outside the window quietly receded in Wang Dong's bubbling words, and with the slight whitening of the sky, it was a new day......