Alienated Martial Arts

"Are you a direct disciple of the Iron Legs Sect, Shang Bian?"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wei Tao was sitting on the only wooden chair in the room, staring at the unconscious man in front of him.

"Yes, I am Shang Bian, who are you?" The man's expression was dull and lifeless.

His hair was a little damp.

A layer of ice has even formed under the severe winter temperature. It must be that the method of waking up just now was not so gentle.

"You don't need to care who I am, because it doesn't mean anything."

Wei Tao sat still, folded his hands, and said in a gentle tone, "You just need to know that if you follow my instructions, you will be fed, clothed, and safe."

"Fed, clothed and safe?"

Shang Bian suddenly laughed and said coldly without any intention, "Then just kill me now."

"You seem to be a strong-willed man, but I think your current state is very abnormal. On the contrary, it is more like self-destruction in despair."

Wei Tao still didn't get angry, "There is no greater sorrow than heartbreak. Could it be that the murder of your teacher and brother made you become like this?"

"Having said that, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, maybe I can help you fulfill them with my kindness."

Shang Bian raised his head and took a serious look at the young man sitting in front of him for the first time after entering the room.

Suddenly a twisted smile appeared, "Can you kill that terrible woman?"

"Can you help me fulfill my teacher's last wish and continue the inheritance of the Iron Legs Sect?"

As he was talking, he suddenly became discouraged and said, "No, you can't do anything."

"The first thing, I don't know if I can do it, but I don't want to do it."

Wei Tao stood up from his seat and looked down at the stooped Shang Bian, "But as for the second thing, as long as you want it, I can help you do it."

"What can you do? I'm a cripple now. It's impossible..." Shang Bian said coldly, but suddenly he was stunned and looked at Wei Tao who suddenly came to him from a few steps away. .

The next moment, Wei Tao's body moved again.

Qi and blood are vigorous, filling the lower plate with force.

The legs suddenly became thicker, and they were a little bit on the hard ground.

The whole person was as light as a goose feather blown by the wind, and he moved from Shang Bian's left side to his right side in an instant.

"Through mountain legs, chasing wind steps."

"Through mountain legs, flying clouds."

Shang Bian murmured to himself, and his originally dull eyes suddenly burst into light.

"You are not a disciple of our sect, so where did you learn the mountain-crossing kick technique?"

"I picked up a book and learned it myself."

Wei Tao moved and sat back on the wooden chair. He said without blushing or out of breath, "If you can give me some guidance, the follow-up practice progress will be much faster."

Shang Bian remained silent.

Wei Tao didn't care about this and continued talking on his own.

"As far as I know, the direct disciples of the Iron Legs Sect are dead, injured, and missing.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass on this martial arts in the future. "

"But I can assure you,

As long as you can guide with all your heart,

Let me practice to a higher level smoothly,

In the future, I will look for a young man with excellent talents and qualifications for you, so that he can pass on the pangolin leg from generation to generation, so that it will not be cut off and disappear. "

Shang Bian's expression changed several times, and he gritted his teeth suddenly, "How do I know if you are lying to me?"

Wei Tao closed his eyes and lowered his voice very softly.

"With your current appearance,

Not much better than a puddle of mud,

Even if I am lying to you, what can I do?

So, do you believe what I say?

The decision is yours, not mine. "

As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards the door.

"I'm going to entertain Master Shang with good food and drinks for the next few days. I'll wait until he thinks about it clearly before telling me the result."

"No need, I've thought it through."

Before Wei Tao could reach the door, Shang Bian's decisive voice came from behind him.

"Just now you used Wind Chasing Step and Feiyun Zong. There are two details that need to be corrected..."

"Also, some of the medicinal materials required for this leg technique are dictated by the teacher. Apart from senior brother, I am the only one who knows the ingredients and proportions."

Wei Tao turned around slowly, with a friendly and gentle smile on his face.

……………………

Bang bang bang!

A figure was moving around in the yard late at night.

The ground was trampled into pits.

This small area is obviously sinking a bit more than other places.

There was another person who stared at the field with sharp eyes and gave instructions from time to time.

"Pay attention to your breathing. This sect specializes in legs. Therefore, the moves at the muscle-building level are moving at high speed all the time. You must pay attention to the coordination of breathing during the circulation of qi and blood.

When swallowing Qi into the body, the internal organs are in harmony, stable and even, and relaxed. These are the requirements that must be met, otherwise it will be half the result with half the effort, or even have the opposite effect. "

"The body must be light and the strength must be light. One light and one light, Yin and Yang complement each other."

"Is this what you're doing called chasing the wind? It's such a mess!"

"The legs are out like an ax falling, and the legs are closed like a string. This is the correct way to practice the Wind Chasing Step."

boom!

Wei Tao suddenly dodged a few times and slashed down with one leg. It was really like a big ax chopping down a wooden stake standing on the ground.

There was a crisp sound.

A straight crack appeared in the center of the wooden pile, slowly separating to the left and right, becoming two pieces of equal size.

Wei Tao stopped his work and stood up straight.

The skin of the legs was faintly black, and the veins were exposed, attached to the bulging muscles, and glowed like metal in the moonlight.

A drop of sweat fell from his forehead.

In an instant, he was sweating like rain, quickly soaking all his clothes.

Shang Bian remained silent for a long time. After a long time, he sighed quietly and said, "I have something to say, I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"Master Shang said so." Wei Tao closed his eyes, still thinking about the practice just now.

After hesitating for a while, Shang Bian still spoke, "Sir, when it comes to the practice of cross-mountain kicking technique, your talent and qualifications seem to be a bit average. Maybe they are not as good as me before."

Wei Tao smiled faintly and said nonchalantly, "If my talent is amazing, do I still need to find Master Shang to guide my practice?"

Shang Bian was speechless for a moment.

I just feel that what he said is right and I can't find any room for refutation.

After drying his body for a while, Wei Tao entered the house.

A Youth League disciple brought a bowl of medicinal soup. At the same time, the medicinal liquid for external use had been boiled and was steaming in the bucket.

After drinking the medicinal soup in one gulp, Wei Tao immersed his legs in the bucket, and then circulated his qi and blood according to the method of internal leg training, and he couldn't help but let out a suppressed cry of pain.

Shang Bian came in from outside carrying a food box and stood nearby to observe carefully.

"The human body is composed of skin, flesh, and fascia. However, in our practice of muscle refining, we must pay attention to the flossing of skin, flesh, and movement of fascia. Only in this way can we maximize the effectiveness of external medicines."

He sighed again, "Your skin and flesh are now tight, and your pores are constantly shrinking. The penetration efficiency of the medicinal solution is too low, so it's all wasted!"

Guiding Wei Tao to practice for several nights in a row made Shang Bian feel like he had returned to the time when he was still in the Iron Leg Sect. His expression became more and more focused, and even his mental state was much better than before.

After observing for a moment, Shang Bian frowned and said to the Qinghehui disciples who were accompanying him, "I will buy a larger medicine bucket tomorrow. His training method is too wasteful. I need to supplement it with stimulating massage." Techniques to help absorb the medicinal effects."