Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

On the martial arts field, the disciples were punching and kicking.

Each move was done in a precise manner. Wang Jiaoxi put his hands behind his hands and walked around to observe. There was no expression of joy or anger on his face. He only waited to find a certain disciple in the crowd who made all his movements in one go, standing out from the crowd, and his face showed some satisfaction.

Whether it is a good seedling or not can be seen on the first day.

Naturally, Xu Qingyang stood out and performed uniquely, which Wang Jiaoxi greatly appreciated.

"It seems you didn't slack off when you got back last night."

Wang Jiaoxi put his hands on his hips and spoke solemnly of the apprentices' efforts, and then said: "Although you have worked hard, it is not enough. You are my disciples of Qi Jue Hall. It is natural to select the best from the best and perform well." , If you want to achieve something in the future and add glory to my Qijuetang, you still need to work harder..."

"Swear to the death to serve the master!!"

The disciples shouted slogans in unison, with a certain momentum.

Wang Jiaoxi nodded with satisfaction, his eyes swept across the crowd, and finally locked on Xu Qingyang, reaching out to wave at him.

Xu Qingyang glanced left and right, then trotted out of the queue very smartly.

The disciples didn't know why. Some of them thought that he was too harsh in the fight yesterday and would be criticized in public today. They secretly gloated, but they didn't want Wang Jiaoxi to say seriously: "Disciple Xu Qingyang, in the two months since he started, his performance has been the most outstanding. According to my Qijue According to the church's rules, his apprentices will be promoted to a higher level starting from next month, and they will receive a monthly salary of two taels of silver."

For a new disciple who just arrived, his monthly salary is only one tael of silver.

This is quite a lot. One tael of silver sent back is enough to cover the expenses of seven or eight people in the family for half a month, and two taels of silver is enough to feed the whole family.

The disciples recruited are basically from poor families, and they are all envious.

They still don't understand that this is money for selling their lives. From the moment they enter Qixuanmen, their lives no longer belong to themselves, but to Qixuanmen.

Of course, it's a good thing that their lives are valuable.

Xu Qingyang clasped his fists sternly and followed the MLM team, shouting at the top of his voice: "Disciple swears to serve the master to the death!"

"Well, good, let's return to the team!"

Return to the queue and continue teaching. You will review and correct what you taught yesterday for an hour in the morning, and continue teaching in the second half along with yesterday's moves.

Wang Jiaoxi is a good teacher and teaches very carefully.

The senior brothers said that this is just a basic boxing technique, which is equivalent to literacy in martial arts. In the later period, no one took it seriously. Once they had some foundation, they would go directly to learn more advanced martial arts. However, Wang Jiaoxi remained the same. The teaching is very serious. A tall building rises from the ground. Before running, you must learn the basics of walking.

The apprentices were able to keep up with the progress, but Xu Qingyang was still the best performer.

His talent can only be said to be average, and overall it cannot compare with the top talents from normal selection. But who said he has intelligent assistance? This thing was originally created to assist human learning and research.

Every morning during the progress inspection, Xu Qingyang was singled out for praise.

If you praise him a lot, the disciples at the same time will accept the facts.

People are divided into three, six or nine levels, and their talents are also the same. They are arrogant and have to accept that Xu Qingyang is firmly riding on their head.

To a certain extent, it promoted their efforts.

This is what Wang Jiaoxi hopes to see, the role of role models and rewards. He is an old teacher, so he can naturally understand it.

For half-grown children, you need to provide them with directional stimulation.

After teaching for eight days in a row, all the moves and movements were taught, a total of 118 moves. The following is a proficient correction of the overall moves, allowing them to practice by themselves.

During this period, Xu Qingyang had already connected his moves.

The result of comparison with data is that a set of more than a hundred punches can be quickly performed without any sluggishness, and the overall body restoration degree is about "65%".

After the punches are connected, they seem to coincide with a breathing rhythm.

After many intelligent analyzes confirmed that it was correct, Xu Qingyang became interested. Through a little bit of understanding of this breathing method, the effect of his boxing began to be different, and the degree of imitation of body qi and blood in the body jumped to over 20%.

The target of reference is naturally Wang Jiaoxi’s in-depth data.

Even if it is only 20%, the effect is much more outstanding than that of ordinary people. Every time I finish a set of boxing skills and scan the data, my whole body is full of abnormal reactions. Every place is sore and tired, and I get hungry very quickly. One meal can After killing 150% of adults, the body's various development data are increasing rapidly.

As he practiced more, Xu Qingyang gradually discovered a problem. Many of the moves in this boxing technique were uncoordinated.

At first, he felt that it was his own problem, and he tried his best to correct it to fit the data collected by the intelligence. But later, he let the intelligence continue to analyze and see if he could restore it 100% through practice. The result was that he could not.

Movement collection is Wang Jiaoxi's template, not to mention the deep-seated physical differences, such as height, fatness and thinness, and bone size and shape.

Professor Wang’s boxing skills must be taught well.

The problem is people. The internal and external structures of people are roughly the same, but they are not standardized products.

Therefore, once there is a fine distinction between people, it is impossible to refer to a standard. A martial arts that can be popularized will naturally have its adaptability to the general public, but it cannot truly fit everyone's situation.

Why can those who create their own martial arts usually reach the theoretical peak, but not later on?

The reason is very simple, fit deviation.

When the predecessors created exercises, the first standard they referred to was all aspects of themselves, based on their own circumstances.

After discovering this problem, Xu Qingyang naturally wanted to correct it, but he lacked data support. The smart chip is not a god, and there is not enough underlying data. The comparison data is from the previous life, and there are no extraordinary beings. Most of the computing logic and the knowledge structure of this world are Quite the opposite.

For example, in this set of boxing techniques, the result of intelligent analysis is that the body cannot bear it in the end.

To solve this problem, he needs to collect the knowledge system of this world, enrich the database, and use the things of this world as the basis for calculations.

Based on this, he had a clear understanding of his future main mission.

For now, we just start by collecting diverse samples, reorganizing this set of boxing techniques, and completing the transformation to version 1.0.

After finishing his exercises and resting for a while, Xu Qingyang glanced at the few younger brothers gathered around him. His eyes were shining brightly, and he saw several little carrot heads and chrysanthemums clamped together, feeling at a loss.

"Senior Brother Xu, are you tired? How about I rub your legs?"

Xu Qingyang was indeed a little tired, so he nodded happily and found a step to lie down. Three young men of different heights, short, fat, and thin, with crooked melons and cracks, quickly stepped forward, each with a thigh and an arm, and started to operate skillfully.

"Humph, what's there to be proud of!"

The Wuyan trio evolved into a five-person group.

Looking at Xu Qingyang enjoying himself with half-closed eyes on the ground, everyone was extremely unhappy. Looking left and right, Wu Yan stepped forward and said, "Xu Qingyang, do you dare to compete again!"