The shadow is clearly in front of you, and you can reach it with your hand. However, as soon as he was fast, the shadow immediately became faster. When he is slow, the shadow is also slow.

No matter how Chou's speed changed, from any angle, this shadow seemed to have eyes all over his body, and it was an inch away from his fist.

"How can this be? I can't beat you?!"

The more Ugly hit, the more frightened and shocked he felt.

At the same time as Su Chen, he went to the Medicine King Gang and the Heavenly Eagle Gate to learn art. Su Chen cultivated in the Medicine King Gang, and he secretly learned martial arts in the Heavenly Eagle Gate, and he didn't delay much time. It's only been more than half a year, and the gap in martial arts is so big.

And Su Chen has never really made a counterattack, if he fights back, I'm afraid he won't be able to stop a move.

"You can't hit me, of course, for a reason. ”

Su Chen already knew the level of Ah Chou's martial arts, stopped, shook his head and said, "Just learning those powerful moves, but ignoring the entry-level martial arts is the foundation of martial arts." If you continue to cultivate like this, you can only refine an empty shelf, and you will suffer a big loss when you meet a master. ”

"What is an entry-level martial art? I have never seen anyone use an entry-level martial art in the martial arts arena of the Heavenly Eagle Gate. What is the use of cultivating this?"

Ah Chou also stopped, his face very puzzled.

In the martial arts arena of the Heavenly Eagle Gate, those who dared to go up to learn were all masters with good strength among the rookie disciples, and they all used powerful and rapid low-level and intermediate-level and above moves, and no one used entry-level martial arts.

"The introductory martial arts are divided into fists, footwork, and legs, and the moves are very simple, straightforward, and usually not very powerful. But they are precisely the foundation of other mid-to-high-level martial arts. ”

Su Chen knew that Ah Chou was not taught by his master, and he only learned some low-intermediate and above martial arts from his fellow disciples, but he didn't know anything about the most basic things.

"You don't understand me when I say that. If you look at my footwork, you can see why I can't catch up. ”

Su Chen glanced at the open space around the City God Temple, and then asked Ah Chou to fill a jar of water with a large clay pot and sprinkle a large circle along the outside of the temple, drenching the mud floor.

Ah Chou was confused and didn't understand it at all.

But since Su Chen said it, he naturally did it.

Holding a large clay pot filled with water, he went around the temple and drenched the mud floor around it.

Su Chen saw that the ground was wet and muddy, enough to leave shallow footprints, so he quickly ran around the mud floor of the City God Temple, and then he returned to the broken temple.

"Alright, you go see my footprints. ”

"Is that okay?"

"Yes, if you can read the footprints I left behind, you can understand why you can't hit me, even if it's just an inch. ”

"Uh, okay...!"

With doubts, Ah Chou went to see Su Chen's footprints.

The mud around the City God Temple was muddy, and Su Chen left a row of shallow footprints on it, which were clearly visible.

At first, Ah Chou couldn't understand what was in these footprints. But after looking at it for a while, Ah Chou's eyes suddenly widened, and he was surprised to find that there was indeed a mystery hidden inside.

He hurriedly picked up a dead branch and measured every step.

Ugly was shocked to find that Su Chen walked a full hundred and fifty steps around the City God Temple, each step was three feet. The spacing of each step is the same, no more than a centimeter and no less than a centimeter.

The Tang ruler stipulates that zhang, ruler, inch, minute, centimeter, milli, ten and ten.

This means that every step Su Chen takes is three feet away, and the gap between the steps is less than a centimeter, less than one thousandth. It's just incredibly accurate.

You must know that when people are walking, even if they deliberately keep the distance of each step, there will always be a gap that floats, or one or two points more, or one or two points less. The more steps you take, the greater the natural change in the accumulated gap, and it is normal to walk more than 100 steps and the gap is one foot away.

It is inconceivable for a person to sprint at the same distance for 15 steps, with each step less than a centimeter apart.

"Brother Chen, you~, how did you do it?"

Ah Chou measured step by step with a withered branch, and found that there was no deviation between one hundred and fifty steps, and couldn't help but look up at Su Chen in shock.

"There is no special way, it is just to practice repeatedly and control every step of the method. It is precisely because my footwork can be accurate to within one centimeter that I can easily control the distance between you and me with my footwork. Always keep an inch apart, and your fist will never touch my clothes. ”

Su Chen shook his head and said.

When he first joined the Medicine King Gang, he had to practice this entry-level footwork for half an hour every day.

Guarding the medicine garden in the back mountain, he increased to another hour.

I practiced like this for eight months.

Since he stepped into the Grandmaster Realm Perception, his comprehension of Jianghu martial arts has changed dramatically overnight, and he feels more and more that these three introductory martial arts are infinitely mysterious.

This is the subtle realm of martial arts, and the essence of martial arts can be explored.

Martial artists who do not enter the stream usually feel that an inch is very close, and they can touch it with a finger. But the masters of the rivers and lakes will understand that this short inch away is like a mountain.

Su Chen also understood more and more that the more firmly the introductory fist footwork was played, and in the future, he would go to cultivate those so-called low-level, intermediate, and high-level martial arts cheats in the Medicine King Gang Library, which was simply easy to come by, and there was no difficulty.

"So powerful?!"

Ah Chou was shocked, and finally understood why his fist was always an inch away from Su Chen.

Because he hadn't deliberately practiced entry-level footwork at all, he couldn't accurately control the distance between his footsteps, so the spacing of each step he took fluctuated between a few inches.

And Su Chen's footwork can be accurate to the extent of just one centimeter.

One inch is a hundred times that of one centimeter, which means that he is a hundred times more accurate than Su Chen in footwork.

Before this, Ah Chou always coveted those powerful and gorgeous big moves, thinking that the more big moves he had, the stronger he was, and he didn't care about the inconspicuous small moves at all.

Ah Chou finally understood that just practicing these "big moves" can only be used to bluff people. Once he encounters a master of advanced martial arts, he can't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes, and he will definitely be defeated.

"What about entry-level punches and legs?

Ugly was extremely excited.

He vaguely touched a little, the secret of greatly increasing the power of his martial arts. In the future, maybe he can cultivate to such a powerful level.

"The second-rate and above moves, involving the inner family true qi of the middle dantian, I have not cultivated, and I don't know the mystery inside. But the martial arts moves of a third-rate martial artist, one skill and ten thousand skills, there are not many mysteries for me, only eight words - 'one inch away, like a mountain!'"

Su Chen looked up at the sky thoughtfully, and said.

The sycamore tree in front of the broken temple of the city god, a fallen leaf is falling with the wind.

At this moment, Su Chen threw a palm and kicked at the fallen leaves that fell in mid-air.

Ugly looked stunned.

Sou!

Sou!

Su Chen's palm was like a knife, instantly cutting the fallen leaves floating in the air into two petals along the veins of the main leaves.

With that kick, the fallen leaf was cut into four petals again.

One palm and one kick, extremely pragmatic, very weak, just enough to chop up fallen leaves, without wasting the slightest extra strength, and without any fancy posture.

The strength of punches and feet, the speed and distance of the attack, the condensation of thousands of tempers, dignified and truthful.