Chapter 11 One Year (Ask for Recommended Collection)

The sun was rising in the east, the morning sun was slightly dewed, it was a cold winter, Xue Yang was wearing loose clothes, and he was standing on the hillside outside the palace.

He bent his legs and knees, his body half squatted, and at the same time his left palm was stretched forward, his elbows were slightly flexed, and his whole body was slightly undulating.

Along the straight line, Xue Yang walked back and forth on the ground, maintaining this posture that seemed a little strange to ordinary people, his right hand stretched out slowly, and then the five fingers grabbed like a crosshair, and then quickly retracted.

One out and one receiving, one receiving, one out, Xue Yang's eyes always looked at his hands.

After a long time, Xue Yangfang stopped moving, opened his mouth slightly, and slowly exhaled a breath of white gas, which condensed but did not disperse, like a sharp cone, and when he encountered the cold air in the air, Fang slowly dispersed.

"The junior brother is recuperating quickly, and five months is worth two or three years for others. “

Xue Yang practiced, Ma San stood not far away, and beside him, Gong Yutian, who was dressed in a black robe, wore a hat and watched quietly.

"Ma San, you practiced internal strength when you were young, and you have insisted on it for so many years, and you have not fallen behind, Xue Yang has practiced fast, but he has just started, as a senior brother, you should point out a thing or two, I think this child is a martial arts idiot, except for martial arts, he is not interested in other things. "Gong Yutian obviously knows the character of his disciple, Ma San is good at everything, that is, he is so strong and powerful.

There's nothing wrong with people being a little insistent, so Miyayuta is also up to the point.

"Master, senior brother. "Xue Yang has been stared at by Lao Jiang these days, and he can still be distracted when he practices boxing, and he can directly feel the gaze of Gong Yutian and Ma San when he closes his fist.

"Hmm!" Miyahata bowed.

He took two steps with his hand in his hand, and said: "Xue Yang, Xingyi's three-body style is the foundation of Xingyi, all Xingyi's boxing techniques are changed from this three-body style, the so-called reading a hundred times is self-seeing, and the same is true for practice, the three-body style you practice for a long time, you will naturally understand what boxing is." ”

"Master, I remember. Xue Yang nodded.

"You have a knife in your family, I see that your knife technique, the body shape and footwork are all good, you have practiced for a long time, it is difficult to change, your senior brother taught you the gossip and the steps you don't have to follow completely, how to go how to go, practice boxing to practice comfortably, in order to practice well, if the practice is not smooth, that is, you have not practiced well, practice divergence. ”

"I think you'll understand these things too, so I won't say more. ”

"Master, I understand. "Xue Yang used to be the best at footwork and knife skills, among them, footwork is the first, has penetrated into his bone marrow, these days Ma San taught him to walk, he followed, progress quickly, this is because he has a foundation, but if it is really applied to actual combat, this trip will not be of much use, he has already had the idea of improvement, today Gong Yutian directly pointed out.

"Okay, I'll teach you the Five Elements Fist today, the Five Elements Fist is the mother of Xingyi Fist, and the next twelve shapes are all evolved from it, to learn Xingyi, the Five Elements Fist is the top priority. ”

As soon as the words fell, Gong Yutian asked Ma San to practice the Five Elements Fist one move at a time.

Ma San played very slowly, and Xue Yang was also drawing a scoop on the gourd on the side.

Gong Yutian stood behind Xue Yang, guiding him little by little, from posture to the flow of strength, little by little, he said very clearly and clearly.

In the following days, the three of them were immersed in the practice of Xingyi, it was winter, and the morning was very cold, but the three of them still got up early every morning and never slackened.

In the middle, someone may come to visit, and Gong Yutian will take Ma San to receive him, and as for Xue Yang, he will continue to practice boxing.

And so it went for another half a year.

Gong Yutian began to temper Xue Yang's body, if you want to beat people, you must have a good body, you can't practice your breath alone, only through external training to practice your hands and feet flexibly, can you achieve the sense of qi, and the qi can reach your hands.

On that day, Miyahata set up twelve water tanks in his backyard, each of which was filled with water, and the water tank was very slippery, requiring the strength of the foot to hold on tightly, and it was even more difficult to keep his body stable.

Xue Yang started to practice from walking the water tank, and in the first few days, because of the lack of balance of this body, he would fall into the water tank as soon as he turned around, and his nose and face were swollen.

Later, he gradually figured out the doorway, and his body's balance was getting better and better, and he was gradually able to stand firmly, at this time, Miyayuda took him a wooden bucket and asked him to start running, and when he reached the end, he used the wooden bucket to draw water, and then turned around and poured into the water tank on the other edge.

This increase made Xue Yang even more miserable, if it weren't for the fact that every time he was injured, Gong Yutian used his secret strength to help him rub it, I was afraid that he would have to rest every few days.

After practicing day and night, Xue Yang gradually calmed down, and his pace began to return to his best Shenxing step, which was Xue Yang's most proud pace, walking in a straight line, and the speed was extremely fast, but the disadvantage was that the turning point was slightly blunt, at present, Xue Yang had no internal force, and the speed was not fast enough, but there was the possibility of turning around.

As soon as a person turns around, he must use strength, Xingyi turns around to be a mellow, mellow, is to follow the trend, just suitable for Xue Yang's divine steps, he feels the transformation of the strength in his body every time he turns around, and thinks deeply at night, how to become the fastest and most stable.

Xue Yang doesn't seek changeable footwork, what he wants is speed, so he pondered in this direction, and soon, he combined the strength conversion of the shape and meaning, and perfected his divine steps, of course, this is only a preliminary improvement, after all, Xue Yang's speed is not comparable to before, and the kinetic energy generated by different speeds and the pressure on the body are also different.

Time flies when people are immersed in it.

After Xue Yang's footwork was practiced decently, Gong Yutian began further training, starting from the sandbag to practice the strength of his hands, to the wooden stake to practice the strength of his body, and then began to hand over his strength How to use it when beating people, little by little, he broke it and crumpled it.

After all, Xue Yang was not really a sixteen-year-old boy (after a year), his comprehension ability was extremely fast, and soon, he began to combine these things with what he had learned, and completely integrated these things into his body.

His footwork does not change much, but the speed is extremely fast, and the turn is also mellow and unhindered, and his attacks are mainly split fists, collapse fists, split fists are like axes and chopping wood, and crashing fists are like big guns and straight stabs, all of which are simple and direct, domineering and unmatched.

The reason why Xue Yang mainly attacked the collapse was because his methods had always been on one of his knives, and the Xingyi Fist was a fist, which seemed to be more wishful and fierce, but it was dangerous to really encounter a weapon with a weapon.

The so-called one inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and it is naturally very dangerous to encounter weapons without weapons.

Taking off the gun as a fist, flexibility is flexible enough, but it is also very dangerous, Xue Yang will not always be in this world, he is not an ordinary martial artist who just practices boxing and does not kill, his world has countless masters, there are not too many conventional rules, the strong is the real rule.