I can be invincible all by myself, martial arts, upper body!

The next day.

When I woke up, I felt a little stuffy, as if I had overused my brain.

I looked at the time and it was already seven o'clock, half an hour later than usual?

Is my biological clock inaccurate?

With a sudden start, Cui Dongshan woke up completely, got up and dressed in a hurry, and went out after a simple wash.

After getting on the tram, Cui Dongshan thought about it.

The reason for getting up late must be the virtual network contactor last night.

This thing consumes too much energy.

After quitting the game last night, I felt dizzy and fell asleep directly.

Well, the game is fun, but you can't play too much. You have to manage your time and make a good plan in the future, otherwise it will damage your body and it's not worth it.

Arrived at school.

Cui Dongshan still didn't go to the classroom, but went straight to the second training room.

The most important thing at present is to improve his own blood value.

If the blood is not strong, even if the boxing method breaks the limit, it can't hit the damage value.

This point, the ghosts of the aliens in the game last night, every punch other than the vitals, reminded him of this fact.

Therefore, Cui Dongshan puts the blood value first in the current improvement.

He has to do one thing, attack the aliens, even if it is not the vitals, I can kill you with one punch.

At this point, the blood can be considered a small success.

Early in the morning, there was no one in the training room.

Cui Dongshan stretched his body, set up the boxing stance of Crouching Tiger Fist, and began to practice.

Today's Crouching Tiger Fist is no longer as powerful as before, but several fists are constantly transformed. The appearance is plain and unpretentious, but the inner strength is a kind of running, which activates the blood and qi, and constantly tempers.

Under such tempering, Cui Dongshan's body has a sound of hu~hu~hu~, like an undercurrent, and like the whistling of mountain wind.

This sound is sometimes long and sometimes short, which makes people tinnitus.

Soon, after a round of Crouching Tiger Fist, Cui Dongshan's eyes are bright and his whole body is comfortable.

This is a manifestation of the muscles and bones being opened and the blood being active.

"Good, awesome, fuck, really awesome."

Suddenly, there was a voice of praise from the door, the tone was excited, and even a little trembling.

Cui Dongshan looked over and saw Zhou Jiaqi.

He was holding a big box and looking at him with an exaggerated expression.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm bringing you food." Zhou Jiaqi raised the box and gestured, then walked over, looked Cui Dongshan up and down, and said, "Dongshan, did you just do the Crouching Tiger Fist? I thought I saw a fierce tiger lying here and roaring at me. Damn, I almost peed myself."

Cui Dongshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You are good at describing."

After saying that, Cui Dongshan took the box, opened it, and found that it was fierce beast meat, fierce beast milk, and some staple food, and the portion was not small.

"How do you know I didn't eat?" Cui Dongshan didn't hesitate, sat down cross-legged, picked up a big steamed bun and took a bite.

Zhou Jiaqi said, "I don't know, this is my dad who asked me to bring it to you. He said that the school arranged it for you. Before the college entrance examination, there was food every day, and I brought it to you."

Cui Dongshan was stunned.

Zhou Jiaqi continued: "No need to ask, yes, it's my dad's privilege again, giving me this good thing, so that I can cultivate more brotherly feelings between you and you, so that you can take care of me in the future."

Cui Dongshan was speechless.

What can I say?

Sure enough, no matter which world you are in, having a good father can really save you countless detours.

"I think Lao Zhou may still want me to take care of you?" Cui Dongshan said with a smile.

Zhou Jiaqi rolled his eyes: "Can a piece of mud like me be helped up? Forget it."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Actually, it's not impossible."

Zhou Jiaqi was stunned.

Cui Dongshan continued: "You just saw that my Crouching Tiger Fist has returned to its original state. My body is like a tiger, and my Qi and blood are in control without leaking. If you are willing, follow me to practice Crouching Tiger Fist. I will first help you correct your fist stance and fist moves, and then use the fist strength to help you guide the Qi and blood flow. With such assistance, as long as you concentrate and work hard, I dare to guarantee that your Crouching Tiger Fist will be improved to a great level before the college entrance examination."

Zhou Jiaqi widened his eyes: "Can it be done this way?"

Cui Dongshan said: "Why not? In the past, when there was no martial arts course in schools, it was all master-disciple inheritance. The master taught the disciples martial arts, and the process was the same. But the teachers in the school would not do that. This kind of thing is too tiring, and if the students are not focused and not hardworking, it is a waste of effort."

Zhou Jiaqi was silent for a moment, and said: "Then I can try it.

Try."

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Work hard, your academic performance is similar to mine, and your college entrance examination results will not be too bad. If you can improve your martial arts, you don't have to consider any junior college. Even if you go to an ordinary university, your father will pave the way for you, and it will be more justified. "

"Gan, now that you say that, I feel sorry for my parents if I don't work hard."

"Come on, I will practice now, you give me some pointers."

Zhou Jiaqi couldn't sit still, and got up to practice Crouching Tiger Fist.

Cui Dongshan said: "Why are you in a hurry? Stay calm and focus your mind. Crouching Tiger Fist is a blood-quenching fist, which is intended to guide the boiling of qi and blood and temper the bones and physique. It is not a martial art that can be used with just a knife or a sword. ”

Zhou Jiaqi listened to the advice very well. He stood there, took a deep breath, and then slowly breathed.

After a while, Zhou Jiaqi started to practice boxing.

His Crouching Tiger Fist was at the stage of minor success, and such results belonged to the general public.

Generally, if students work hard and study hard, they can achieve minor success in Crouching Tiger Fist in two or three years. It is rare to achieve major success, perfection, and return to the truth.

But after Cui Dongshan took a closer look, he couldn't help but nod.

Zhou Jiaqi looked playful and was a second-generation spoiled by his father.

But he did not waste the resources his parents had fought for him.

This Crouching Tiger Boxing, better than before the time travel.

And now.

Cui Dongshan looked over and saw that Zhou Jiaqi had problems all over his body, and every move was wrong.

In general, if you do it wrong, your strength will be average at best, and you can't beat others.

But Crouching Tiger Fist is a blood-quenching boxing.

If you do it wrong, the effect of your quenching will be much worse than others. Over time, the gap in realm will widen.

While eating, he looked at him.

After Zhou Jiaqi finished Crouching Tiger Fist once.

Cui Dongshan said: "Come on, do it a second time, I will teach you. "

Zhou Jiaqi remained silent and started the Crouching Tiger Fist stance again.

Cui Dongshan grabbed the beast meat with one hand, tapped Zhou Jiaqi's back with the other hand, tapped his left arm, and kicked his knee.

While doing this, Cui Dongshan spoke:

"The spine is a big dragon, and the big dragon cannot bend. If it is bent, the stance will be wrong, and the blood will be weak. You are a tiger, not a sick tiger."

"Raise your left hand a little higher. A tiger hunts, and it must be fierce. Does your tiger hunt by grabbing the bottom and digging the crotch?"

"And lower your legs a little. Don't enjoy the comfortable way of exerting force. When you kick your legs, you can trigger the blood to burst out. It is the basis of all attacks. You are so soft, just skipping rope. ”

Zhou Jiaqi grimaced in pain as Cui Dongshan pointed and kicked him with considerable force, but he did not resist at all and continued to practice the movements Cui Dongshan had instructed him to do.

After one round of Crouching Tiger Fist, Cui Dongshan pointed out more than 30 problems and defects. Every word he said was blunt, to the point, and with metaphors.

After the fight, Zhou Jiaqi felt uncomfortable all over and felt like he had lost all hope in life.

But Cui Dongshan just looked at him without saying anything.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Jiaqi gritted his teeth and said, "Come again."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Start your performance." "

Here, Cui Dongshan instructed Zhou Jiaqi.

Outside the door of the second training room, there were more than a dozen classmates who came together to get instructions, and they were stunned.

Oh my god, is this what you call instruction and communication? It's too discouraging, unbearable, absolutely unbearable.

Some people decisively backed out and ran away.

After Zhou Jiaqi finished the third Crouching Tiger Fist, only three classmates were left at the door.