Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

Wuyan is a good research specimen, and it doesn't matter where his strength falls now.

"Xu Qingyang, what do you want?"

"We haven't decided the winner yet. Ordinary boxing and kicking skills are nothing. We will soon start learning internal skills and weapons. I, Wuyan, will never lose to you again..."

"Cut~~"

"My senior brother Xu's talent is obvious to all. You, Wu Yan, only got into Qi Jue Hall by cheating. What qualifications do you have to compare with senior brother Xu?"

"That's right, if you can't afford to lose, don't be embarrassed."

Wu Yan clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes turned red with anger.

The faces of the younger brothers around him also turned green and white. They naturally knew that Wu Yan had always been looked down upon by others in private, but no one dared to challenge him in person. In the end, whether he would be successful in the future would depend on someone in the sect to take care of him. , so they are willing to rely on Wu Yan and listen to his orders.

Now these people seem to have no scruples and actually say such things in public.

"okay!"

Xu Qingyang stopped the apprentices from ridiculing: "Junior Brother Wu, today's practice is not over yet. Since the teacher asked me to take everyone to practice together, you are no exception. Come here."

He frowned: "Why, you have to disobey me!"

Once they had the power in their hands, they issued orders. Wuyan and the others neither wanted to surrender nor dared to ignore them.

Although it is a bit like using a chicken feather as a command arrow, the Qixuan Sect, which has been inherited for two hundred years, has a strict internal hierarchy. He is now the scheduled chief senior brother, and he has been designated to lead the training of this disciple. He has the qualification to give orders, and he will not listen. Saying hello can be directly charged with being lawless and indifferent to superiority and inferiority.

So what about Deputy Sect Master Ma? Qi Jue Hall is directly under the supervision of the Sect Master. Countless eyes are staring at this place, inside and outside.

In the end, Wu Yan gave in and returned to his position with his head lowered.

It was not difficult for Xu Qingyang to manage these little carrot heads. After taking a rest, with the cooperation of his three younger brothers, he called on the other juniors to start practicing.

He took advantage of his recovery time to check them one by one.

To him, it was a research record. To his apprentices, Senior Brother Xu did not hesitate to keep it private and started giving serious instructions to correct problems in their boxing techniques.

The examples are listed in front of me, and they are all very serious.

Xu Qingyang was also very serious, not only correcting their movements one by one, but also working together to break down the moves.

In this process, the comprehensive situation of their boxing practice is collected, the deviation of their fit with the boxing method is analyzed, and individual differentiated data is obtained.

When it was Wuyan's turn, Wuyan resisted.

He didn't think Xu Qingyang would be so kind and willing to selflessly guide him and help him make progress together.

In his perception, this guy has been riding on his head since the beginning of the assessment, and now he is finally able to show off his power in front of him openly and openly. There will definitely be a burst of cynicism later.

"Bear it, you must hold it..."

As he expected, Xu Qingyang came up and criticized him for his skill training.

Wu Yan thought that this was enough, just to show off that bastard, but Xu Qingyang said seriously: "Junior Brother Wu, there are many problems. When you practiced before, the problems were fixed, and they need to be corrected bit by bit. Come on, let's sort it out from the beginning. , please pay attention to my movements."

As he spoke, he showed off the pre-movement moves, foot positioning, and then slowly decomposed the movements and showed them to Wu Yan.

This move was a change of attack. Wu Yan used it frequently during fights, but every time he would reveal a fatal flaw, which he never corrected, causing Xu Qingyang to seize the flaw and fight back.

Wu Yan looked at it doubtfully, with disbelief in his eyes.

He didn't think Xu Qingyang would be so kind. This was definitely misleading him. Although there was indeed something wrong with his grappling skills, he just didn't use it well.

"Junior Brother Wu, do you remember?"

Wu Yan said solemnly: "Xu Qingyang, whatever tricks you think of, I won't believe you."

"Trick?"

Xu Qingyang thought for a moment and said formally: "I'm not playing any tricks. It's just that you are too weak now and can't keep up with my progress. I feel less and less challenging."

"So, you know..."

"Yeah~"

Wu Yan almost bit his gums, which was so humiliating and humiliating.

"Don't be like this, I'm just telling the truth. In order to keep you up to speed, I really want to correct your problem. If you don't believe it, let's try it again. You can try it with what I just demonstrated."

Wuyan roared suddenly and swung his fists.

Xu Qingyang parried twice and deliberately guided him into the preset situation. Wu Yan subconsciously used the grappling move.

It's a pity that Iron Brain still didn't change, and Xu Qingyang caught the flaw and threw it to the ground.

"What, your move is really wrong."

Xu Qingyang did not take advantage of the situation and continue to attack. He stepped aside and waited for Wu Yan to get up angrily. He continued to explain his flaws and his own ideas to fight back, without hiding anything.

With the facts before his eyes, Wu Yan began to doubt himself.

When Xu Qingyang signaled him to continue feeding, Wu Yan adjusted his angle and caught Xu Qingyang in one fell swoop. Before he was happy, Xu Qingyang immediately changed his moves and escaped.

"you"

"What are you doing? Come again!"

Wu Yan looked at his hands and attacked again. The same move caught Xu Qingyang, but he was also helpless with the subsequent changes.

"Watch out, the reason why I can't crack this move is because your pace is not coordinated properly."

Xu Qingyang explained the moves in an immersive manner. While talking, he was also thinking about it. In fact, the real problem with Wuyan's moves was Wuyan's body proportions.

Four stubby, the same moves, he used them with flaws that others didn't have.

What he has to do now is to use Wuyan as a sample to see how the adjusted moves react to the breathing rhythm, active body, etc., starting with the local area to avoid destroying the opponent, and wait until enough data is obtained for comparison. He planned to use Wu Yan as an experimental subject to create a unique set of boxing techniques.

This is challenging and risky.

If Wuyan is destroyed, the problem is very serious and must be dealt with step by step.

Wu Yan didn't know what he was talking about, and he was confused for a moment. No matter how he looked at it, Xu Qingyang was not lying to him, but was sincerely giving him advice. As time passed and the two of them went back and forth, he became more and more inclined to this conclusion. .

Every pointer and correction was to the point, and at first glance, the cottage suddenly opened up.

Unknowingly, Wu Yan was led astray by Xu Qingyang. When the group disbanded in the evening, he began to think on his own. He was sure that Xu Qingyang was too proud and did not bother to deceive himself. At the same time, no one among the current disciples could be his opponent. Only you, only you can compete with him.

In this way, he fully realized it.

"Xu Qingyang, I am the only one who understands you, but I will not thank you. The best way to thank you is to defeat you."