Mysterious journey

"Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to sleep." Jia Long was also sleepy, but seeing that his sister didn't want to go to bed, it was rare that Ying'er was in a bad mood and needed relief, so he just stayed with her.

"I'm not sleepy at all. Just go to bed when you feel sleepy. Are you sleepy?" Ying'er calmly moved closer to Galleon. His arms pressed against Garen's bulging arm muscles, and a sense of solidity suddenly came over him.

It was a rare opportunity for the two of them to sit together and chat for so long.

"Then since you're not going tomorrow, do you have any other plans?" Garen asked casually.

"Can't we just stay at home?" Ying'er thought for a moment, "How about I go with you to see the training at your martial arts school! Are you welcome?"

"Not welcome." Garen answered immediately without thinking.

"You guy...!!!" Ying'er started gearing up again.

"Don't do it! It's not my decision. As you know, other people are not allowed to watch the secrets of martial arts. These are the rules." Garen quickly explained, knowing that teasing her would cause a scene.

"That's true. What about when you finish practicing? I've been to the martial arts gym. I heard that a beautiful sister comes to pick you up every day, right?" A smile appeared on Ying'er's face, but it just gave people a stiff look. a feeling of.

"This." Garen didn't expect that his sister would go to the Baiyun Martial Arts School and even inquire about his situation with the people inside. Knowing the existence of Grace, he suddenly felt a little headache. He had already felt that Ying'er had a special attachment and complex towards him. It was not just between brother and sister, but there was also a special element in it.

"Okay, I'm sleepy and I'm going to bed." Ying'er stood up and walked towards her bedroom.

Garen didn't know how to explain it. Grace's matter was related to a series of secret things, and it would be very troublesome once it was involved. Ying'er is just an ordinary person, and getting involved will not bring good results.

"Actually, it's normal. You've reached this age and have needs in this area. I used to be too in charge of you." Ying'er stood at the door of the bedroom and suddenly turned around and said.

After saying that, Ying'er closed the door directly with a bang.

Garen moved his neck wordlessly. In desperation, I had to wash up and go back to the room to rest.

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Snapped!

"Square your fists! If your posture is crooked, your center of gravity will be crooked as well. Practicing like this for a long time will cause huge wear and tear on your knees, leaving irreversible hidden injuries."

The martial arts performance hall in the main hall.

The second senior brother, Falak, stood beside Garen, correcting his basic posture with both hands. Standing together, the two looked like an adult and a child.

Although Garen has become stronger and taller during this time, he is still far behind his second senior brother Farak.

Farak's upper body was naked, and his body was bronzed. His muscles were like poured cement pillars, and blue veins could be vaguely seen on the surface of his skin. Like the eldest sister, he also has a white tiger tattooed on his body, but it's just on his chest. As for the elder sister, it was on her back and spread to her arms.

Moreover, his long gray hair hangs casually on his shoulders, and he wears white trousers and a belt, giving him a strong temperament that is a blend of barbarism and civilization.

"In addition to many basic offensive and defensive fixed moves, martial arts consists of more basic training methods. I remember I told you that these training methods were summarized by predecessors over a long period of time. What kind of skills are not effective? It will damage your own body such as muscles, ligaments and bones. What kind of techniques can achieve the greatest fighting effect and minimize the harm to yourself. These are summarized by countless seniors with their own bodies, and they are the fundamental secrets of training the human body itself."

Farak patted Garon's back as he stood upright in Baiyun's fighting skills training posture.

"Garen, you must remember that there cannot be any deviation in this posture. You must pay attention to the center of gravity of the body and the stability of the frame. You must not make any mistakes in your movements. The most important thing is that you must stand up with a mountain-like momentum. I feel very heavy, very heavy!”

"If you make a mistake and stand for a long time, your knees and shoulders will have problems."

Garen nodded vigorously.

"I know! Second senior brother!"

Farak looked at Garen's posture with satisfaction. It looks like an elephant raising its front legs.

"Some people who are new to martial arts and have no foundation in martial arts think that as long as they understand the core theory of martial arts, they can create moves and styles as they like, and the styles they create are much better than routines. They think that these routines are traditional inheritance. It's used to imprison people's thinking. It's completely useless and just a showpiece. This statement is only one-sided."

"It's a pity that they only saw one side. From the actual combat point of view, the free play style is indeed very strong, but it is established on the basis of complete disregard for physical damage. It is a way to hurt others first and hurt yourself first, and it is also a way to seek death. Generally speaking, the stronger these martial artists are, the shorter they live, although they are indeed very strong in actual combat."

Falak followed Gallon in the same pictographic posture.

"The frame will change with the development of martial arts in the times. Our giant elephant gate's frame was not like this in the past. Now this frame has been modified and improved by the teacher. Therefore, this frame should stand up to your own feelings, and feel that you are the calmest. The most unshakable feeling of shelf, this is the right thing.”

He folded his arms and raised them flat in front of his chest, his back was slightly arched, his knees were slightly bent, and his feet stood firmly in front of one another. The shelf feels solid and unshakable at first glance.

"Everyone's body structure has small differences. You have to find out what suits you best in order to stand out in the right way for yourself."

Garen nodded, closed his eyes slightly, and imagined that he was a giant elephant with his legs raised. But there is no such thing as the most stable feeling in the body.

Second senior brother Farak's voice sounded next to him again.

"You have to keep fine-tuning, and you can't blindly imitate others. No matter how well you imitate, no matter how flawless it is, it will be wrong for you. Because it is someone else's frame, and it only suits his body, not you."

"Yes!" Garen began to adjust his stance again.

"The so-called shelf is something that every sect has inherited for a long time." Farak's voice moved from the left to the front.

"In addition to exercising the body structure and allowing one to reach the best fighting skills, the reason why the rack is handed over to you today is that the rack also has a core function, which is to fight!"

"Fight?"

"Yes, the original purpose of the rack was to achieve a purpose. This purpose is to use the fastest and most convenient killing move." Farak explained.

"Each sect has different fighting styles, which also results in different frames. The role of fighting postures is generally twofold. One is to facilitate your moves. The other is to prevent your opponent from knowing the rules of your moves. Therefore, the frame must be tolerant. A large number of changes diverge, achieving the effect of repeated changes in subsequent changes.”

"Okay, let's try the shelf now."

Falak patted Garen on the shoulder.

"You have almost practiced the four major forms. You should be more proficient. Come here now."

Garen nodded, opened his eyes, put away his frame, and followed Farak to a wider area.

"Now you come and attack me, you can attack me however you want." Farak put on the air of a giant elephant and said calmly to Garen.

"yes."

Garen moved his body and looked at Farak opposite, his eyes slowly calmed down.

Oops! !

He punched him.

Snapped!

Farak moved his left hand and easily guided his swinging fist to the side. The punch was originally aimed at the side of Farak's waist, but was deflected away and completely missed.

Garen kicked forward again, using almost a third of his strength. His right foot accurately stepped on the gap between Farak's arms. Just as he was about to continue moving forward, he suddenly felt pain in his ankle, and his right leg was directly clamped up and down by Farak's arms.

"Crack!"

Falak made an up and down movement with his arms, imitating the sound of breaking bones in his mouth, with a hint of cruelty.

"This way your foot will be broken directly in two."

Putting down Garen's legs, he assumed the posture of a giant elephant again.

"This stand can handle most attacks from the front, left and right sides, and up and down. Only attacks from behind are difficult to take into account. And this is also a problem that most martial artists need to face, so you have to remember that you absolutely cannot Turn your back to the enemy!"

"A good martial artist will never let himself turn his back to the enemy no matter what the situation is!"

"knew."

Jia Long nodded heavily, knowing that this was the experience of his second senior brother.

"Many times, you know a truth or an experience, but if you don't experience its effect personally, then you won't have much feeling, let alone practical application. So I give you a suggestion, practice it, and be safe when it comes to safety. Under the guaranteed conditions, experience it yourself. Only in this way can you firmly remember it with your body." Farak put away his posture and smiled.

"Senior brother, what practice are you talking about?" Garen was stunned.

"Go and get a rank. In the amateur rank competition, you can really see a variety of different styles. Practice the experience and knowledge you have learned, so that you can be convinced. Anyway, your explosive boxing has reached the stage of good defense. Yes. Isn’t it?”

The second senior brother blinked at Garen.

Garen was shocked.

"You know?"

"Okay, okay, we have all seen the changes in you. Otherwise, why do you think the master is so lenient to you? Your talent is the best among us. It depends on how far you can develop in the future." Falak smiled and patted Garen on the shoulder.

For the young junior brother with astonishing talent, he, his senior sister, and the third junior brother all watched Garen's growth with a gratified attitude, and imparted all their experience and skills to Garen without hesitation.

Because the power of Gallon is the power of the entire Colossal Elephant Sect, the power of the whole. Just like he and his senior sister don't actually have a very good relationship. They have more of a competitive relationship with each other, and conflicts often occur during normal discussions. But there won't really be any conflict. Because the conflict between the two people is actually an internal consumption of the overall strength, which is not beneficial to others or themselves.