Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Suppressing the fantasies in her heart, Feng Susu nodded to Meng Zhao, took a deep breath, gathered her energy, and began to practice boxing techniques.

There are a total of nine sets of foundation-building boxing techniques of the Tingtian clan. Different boxing techniques have different functions. What Feng Susu is fighting now is the most popular drunken dream boxing technique of the Feng clan. There are a total of sixteen ways and thirty-nine styles. , sounds very simple, but in fact, it is an extremely advanced foundation-building martial arts.

It can connect the high-level martial arts of the Tingtian clan without any obstacles, and at the same time lay an extremely deep foundation.

It was the first time for Meng Zhao to see the Drunken Dream Boxing Technique, but he was of a high level. He just watched Feng Susu perform it once, and he had already deduced 80% to 90% of the boxing technique in his mind. He also understood the inner movements, passes, and secrets. On the chest.

This boxing method is a martial art that integrates movement and stillness. It strengthens the body, strengthens qi and blood, and at the same time increases internal strength. The increased internal strength has a special nature and can feed back the physical body and temper the muscles, bones, and membranes. Therefore, it is body qi. Double cultivation of martial arts.

Of course, this refers to the training method of ordinary people. In fact, the word "Drunken Dream" is enough to show that this boxing method is the highest and the deepest state. It is to cultivate the mind and refine the spirit, so as to open up the mysterious door for the future and enter the innate world. environment and lay a solid foundation.

Its essence is that it is like a dream but not a dream, it is like being drunk but not drunk. When you are drunk and dreaming, it is unreal. Through the coordination and cooperation of the hands, eyes, body, legs and steps, a dream-like boxing path is created.

It can be bent like a crouching tiger, stretched like a soaring dragon, rolled over like a fierce tiger or leopard, turned into a swift eagle, stretched out into a song or even stopped, it can be clearly divided into front, back, left and right.

Compared with Meng Zhao's Thirteen-Style Arhat Boxing, it is much more advanced.

However, the essence of Zuimeng Fist is too profound and cannot be understood by ordinary acquired warriors. Even though Feng Susu, an elder, has a strong martial arts and a good talent and understanding, he can only achieve physical fitness. Dual cultivation, in the process of refining the gods, has not been touched at all.

Feng Susu's body skills are strong and her punches are extremely regular. With her heart, her energy and energy are also extremely heavy. She looks petite. However, the wind of her fists is fierce, and the sharp energy slaps in the air, making a chirping sound. A sharp sound.

If someone blindly receives such a punch, they will either die or be injured.

After a while, Feng Susu finished the exercise with some anxiety. When she breathed out, her mind was racing, and she didn't know how she was doing.

Meng Zhao clapped his hands and encouraged with a smile,

"It's not bad. You have a solid foundation and pure boxing skills. It seems that the person who taught you boxing skills has good martial arts and is attentive. Your basic combat power is considered to be first-rate among acquired talents."

Feng Susu's taut little face suddenly opened into a smile, her eyebrows were dancing with joy, and she wanted to show off in front of her little friends right away.

Look, look, the powerful men from the human race at the level of gods and humans all praise themselves so much, which shows how strong their qualifications are.

At the same time, I also thought about it. Maybe I could go to my father and plead with the clan leader to see if he could appear in the clan war?

However, before the little girl could be happy for a long time, Meng Zhao immediately said again,

“However, your shortcomings are also obvious.

First of all, there are only training methods, not fighting methods. No matter how well you practice, you are still a theoretical warrior, not a practical warrior. Even if you are allowed to participate in a clan war, facing people with the same strength as you, you will most likely lose. .

Secondly, although your foundation is solid, it is far from strong. Your martial arts is good, but it cannot be said to be super strong. "

This comment can be said to have shattered Feng Susu's careful mind to pieces. She almost collapsed. Isn't she a first-class acquired talent? No matter how she looks at Meng Zhao's comments, she is still a weakling.

"However, it is precisely because of this that you have many shortcomings and a solid foundation. As long as you give some pointers and training, your martial arts combat power can usher in a substantial growth and explosion in a very short period of time."

Meng Zhao is not making this up.

This little girl's foundation is very solid and pure, which means that if he teaches the other party, it does not mean that the other party is trying to make a difference, and the other party can well inherit this wave of wealth.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult for a person with an average foundation to achieve a rapid advancement in martial arts in a short period of time, except by taking the wrong approach.

And once you choose to take the wrong path, it means you have to pay some price, and your future achievements may not be that high.

In Meng Zhao's eyes, Feng Susu was a good piece of free chess, but the chess piece had to have potential to be worth cultivating and paying for.

Otherwise, it would make no sense at all for Meng Zhao to use evil methods to create a so-called acquired strong man.

Meng Zhao has never lacked the effectiveness of an acquired martial artist. What he needs is a big man with growth potential who can influence the Tingtian clan in the future.

Feng Susu is actually a good choice. She has a good talent, a profound background, pure blood, good luck, and her courage is recognized by Meng Zhao. The only pity is that she is not a man, so Meng Zhao is not interested in her. Expectations are slightly lowered.

After all, no matter what, most of the leaders and big shots of the clan are still men. Strong women are rare in the land of Shenzhou Pass. Among the hundreds of clans in the polar ice fields, they are also a small group, not too many.

Of course, if we look at it from another angle, if Feng Susu gets married in the future, she will definitely not choose a mediocre person. It is impossible to say that she will buy one and get one free, giving Meng Zhaola an extremely powerful subordinate, which is not an advantage.

Therefore, Meng Zhao was still serious about teaching Feng Susu at this time.

With that said, Meng Zhao walked to the open space and said to Feng Susu,

"I haven't learned the Drunken Dream Fist of your Tingtian clan, but I have some understanding of it after seeing you use it just now. Please listen carefully, watch carefully, and learn carefully!"

After saying that, Meng Zhao yawned long, his eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and he seemed to be sleepy. He raised his fist and shook his arms. Obviously, he did not stimulate any blood and true energy, but there were terrifying explosions and broken ice flying everywhere.

A simple starting posture, and a layer of strong and unparalleled aura was densely covered around, which was purely composed of the air flow between heaven and earth. This martial art is almost a magical power.

What surprised Feng Susu even more was that Meng Zhao's boxing skills were very clear and distinct in her eyes, but in her mind, there was another layer of appearance, hazy, empty, dreamy, uncertain, and there was only 16 routes and 39 styles of boxing, but it played out an endless variety, a charm without beginning or end, as if it would never be able to accommodate such boxing skills.

Feng Susu clenched her fists, sweat oozed from her white forehead, and her whole body was tense, like a taut bowstring, and she dared not blink, for fear of missing a single move of this boxing style. (End of this chapter)