Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

There is nothing to worry about. With the current conditions, sooner or later you will learn

Follow Professor Wang to learn the stance of the horse, the second move, the third move, one move after another. The first time is basically correcting the essentials of the movements. The process is very slow, talking and talking, everyone is full of interest and does not care at all. Although it felt boring, Xu Qingyang didn't feel boring at all. He just felt that the teaching was too slow, or that he mastered it too quickly.

After the first day of practice, only a dozen moves were taught.

Most of the more than 20 disciples can show off their skills exactly as they are, and their talents are good, but they can only be memorized and are still far from being mastered.

"Xu Qingyang, do you dare to compete with me again!"

Wu Yan mastered it very quickly because he had learned it before. As soon as they were dismissed, two new recruits, one tall and one short, rushed forward and blocked Xu Qingyang's path.

"Hmph, don't think that you are good at reading and learning. The old master praises you, but you are worse than a stinker."

"That's right, what's the use of learning to read? It's not like taking the imperial examination."

The two younger brothers hummed, haha, you said something, and I said no, seven were dissatisfied, and eight were dissatisfied. The senior brothers who heard their movements turned their heads one after another.

Let alone Wuyan, he is very active.

Everyone knew about his background. He was the brother-in-law of Deputy Sect Master Ma and was a nepotistic person. Within a few days of his arrival, someone started to get involved with him.

As for Xu Qingyang, he is not an unknown person. In the first two months of teaching, Xu Qingyang received the most praise. It is impossible to say that others are not unbalanced.

Jianghu sects are very competitive and the atmosphere of competing in everything is strong and lively.

Since ancient times, there is no one invincible in writing and no second in martial arts.

Everyone could imagine that Xu Qingyang, a nerd, finally lost the school's home field advantage and climbed to the top. He was undoubtedly the first choice of many people, and Wu Yan and the other three took the lead.

Xu Qingyang paused for a moment. He was also not a good guy, with a malicious look in his eyes.

You little brat, you need to be dealt with.

"Heh, you look very arrogant!" The short man sneered and took a step forward.

"Come here!"

As he spoke, the short man stretched out his hand and grabbed Xu Qingyang's shoulders. Xu Qingyang had been waiting to scare the monkeys. He turned his hand and clasped it on his hand. He turned around and twisted, and his screams echoed throughout the martial arts arena.

"you you.."

The tall man stopped, his eyes suspicious.

It was true that Xu Qingyang's movements were so swift and agile, as if he had practiced them for a long time, and he subdued their companions with one move.

Even Wu Yan was in a state of confusion. He still remembered the other party's performance during the assessment. His reaction ability was as if all his movements were calculated.

Others were also stunned. Could this kid have been hiding something secretly?

The few guardsmen who hadn't gone far were whispering to each other, their eyes half-smiling but not smiling, with no intention of interfering at all.

They are martial arts sects, and it is common for fellow sects to compete with each other. As long as they don't go out of their way, there will be no problems. At the age of a new apprentice, if he breaks the rules, he will only suffer some skin injuries. The winner will just be scolded, and the loser will be straightforward. If you send it to the doctor to apply some medicine, you will be looked down upon.

Xu Qingyang relaxed a little, and the short man stopped screaming, but wanted to fight back.

But his movements were all captured and predicted by the intelligent system. As soon as he reacted, Xu Qingyang twisted violently and tried to kill him. The sound of bones rubbing against each other was so painful that the boy burst into tears on the spot. He screamed louder than a slaughtered pig. Still miserable.

"Xu Qingyang, please let him go..."

Wu Yan swallowed his saliva, his eyes moved up and down, hesitantly.

"Let go, that's fine. When you see me in the future, you guys should go away!" As he spoke, Xu Qingyang exerted force again, and his screams almost pierced his eardrums.

"Fart, who are you?"

The tall man didn't feel so apprehensive, so he mustered up the courage to punch him head on.

Then Xu Qingyang turned sideways and twisted backwards, his chest evenly spaced, just missing the fist swung by the tall man. He made a fist with his left hand at the same time, raised his thumb and waved it upward, as if to give a thumbs up. The movement seemed random, but the two of them cooperated perfectly and hit the taller one in the armpit.

You can imagine what it feels like to be stabbed hard in that place from the painful expression on the tall man's face.

"stop!!"

"Why, you have to try it too!"

As an adult, after Xu Qingyang adapted to the environment, he had to crush these little brats both mentally and aura. His malicious eyes made Wuyan nervous, and he was not as brave as the two younger brothers.

But it's not his fault, the two younger brothers have not withstood his blow.

With his current appearance, he was completely embarrassed. Wu Yan did not dare to look at his fellow students next to him and said bravely: "Xu Qingyang, don't be so self-righteous. Now that you have the ability to learn boxing, let's compete again. As long as you win, When I, Wu Yan, see you in the future, I will get out of the way and wait until next time to compete."

"Hey~"

Hearing a burst of boos from around him, everyone knew that Wu Yan was timid.

Xu Qingyang let go of his hand, let out a "hum", and turned around to leave. All his fellow disciples stepped back consciously, not daring to stand in front of him. The strong were always respected by others.

After this little episode, Xu Qingyang gained a few more younger brothers.

Of course he didn't call it himself, but it's pretty good to use. It's also good to queue up for a meal or to get some water for washing your feet.

The younger brother's name can be ignored.

Ignoring this, Xu Qingyang finished his meal and went over the day's moves in the courtyard at night.

The time schedule is very full now, and it is still not clear how the future will go, but it does not prevent him from working hard to absorb nutrients. He follows the intelligently arranged schedule every day and learns more words and sentences in this world, miscellaneous books and poems, and the books lent to him by Master Chen. Medical Encyclopedia, these are self-study during breaks.

Other times, just follow the system and practice boxing.

There are many people who work as hard as him. In the yard outside the dormitory building at night, many people are practicing the moves taught during the day, very seriously.

Xu Qingyang occupies a corner by himself. No one dares to come close. Several new boys who consciously follow his lead are on the periphery, watching him practice boxing from time to time, their eyes full of envy.

They are all very talented, and they have no shortage of perseverance.

Although he is not afraid of comparison with goods, he is afraid of comparison with others. He didn't notice it during the day, but Xu Qingyang was already practicing well in private.

The only one who could barely compete with him was Wu Yan.

Not to mention this guy, Xu Qingyang's practice progress is indeed rapid. By disassembling the moves individually, he can imitate 65% to 68% of the details of the dynamics.

This is not a slow reshaping, it has been restored dynamically.

After practicing until late at night, Xu Qingyang's condition stabilized to over 67%. After a set of more than ten moves in a row, he could still reach about 55% recovery.

The comprehensive level in the body increased slightly year-on-year and remained stable at 10%.

This was just the first day, so it didn't mean much. Seeing that it was getting late and I was alone in the yard, I went to get some hot water to wash away the sweat, and then lit a lamp and read for half an hour before falling asleep.

Continue the boxing teaching the next day and check yesterday's progress one by one.