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Looking at the chipped stone seat, Lu Jing could finally confirm that A'mu was indeed helping him practice his martial arts.

It was just that it was a little different from the usual wooden training dummy; ordinary wooden dummies were used for the master to practice by being beaten, while A'mu was the opposite, helping him practice by constantly correcting his posture and force through the contact of its stake hands with his body.

As long as Lu Jing's muscles or movements were not in place, A'mu's stake hands would definitely appear and poke at that spot.

It was like pointing out Lu Jing's problems in the first instance, just like a dutiful sparring partner.

Even the core disciples of the top sects could not enjoy this kind of treatment, because those who would accept these disciples were bound to be well-known experts in the martial world.

It's like you chose a top-notch tutor for your postgraduate studies; of course, you can enjoy a series of benefits, tangible and intangible, brought by the top-notch tutor, but the top-notch tutor himself has a lot of things to be busy with, such as applying for research funding, giving speeches, writing papers, and engaging in social activities, so the energy that can be put on you is naturally not that much, and sometimes you even need to do things for him.

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For example, Wei Zixian's master basically let Wei Zixian practice on his own after teaching him the martial arts, only solving his doubts every once in a while, and then having him practice it again, pointing out where he was practicing incorrectly.

But by that time, muscle memory had already formed, and it would take twice the effort to change it.

Therefore, the fact that Wei Zixian and others can practice to their current level is greatly related to their master's guidance, the advantages of the techniques, and the sect's resources, but the most important thing is that their aptitude and talent are really good.

Thinking of this, Lu Jing's gaze towards A'mu changed.

When they first met, he was indeed startled by A'mu, thinking that this guy was an evil creature with a behavioral pattern similar to SCP-173.

But after spending some time together, he found that this little wooden dummy, apart from being a bit hyperactive, didn't have any other outrageous behavior, and its behavior was like that of a young child, so Lu Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

He began to seriously consider the possibility of adopting this guy, thinking that if A'mu really had nowhere to go, then he would just keep it as a pet. After all, compared to cats, dogs, and rabbits, wooden dummies don't need to be fed or have their poop scooped, so they are still quite competitive.

But now, A'mu had once again impressed him, and Lu Jing didn't realize until this time that this little wooden dummy could do more than just act cute and run around.

With it by his side, Lu Jing's efficiency in practicing martial arts moves would be greatly improved, at least three or four times faster than exploring on his own.

Of course, to form a deep enough muscle memory, hard practice is still indispensable, but at least he won't have to worry about practicing the wrong way and taking detours in the future. This kind of 360-degree, all-around personal guidance is what everyone in the martial world dreams of.

Thinking of this, Lu Jing went to pick up a stick again and started practicing with vigor.

For a whole afternoon, one person and one wooden dummy moved back and forth in the Bodhisattva Temple, and Lu Jing had already practiced the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs to the ninth form - Lay Down the Butcher Knife.

The so-called Lay Down the Butcher Knife is to strike the enemy's right arm fiercely with a Zen staff, so that the enemy has to lay down the butcher knife in pain, so as to achieve the effect of physical persuasion.

After learning this move, Lu Jing did not continue. He still knew the principle of not being able to chew more than he could swallow. It was already amazing to learn eight moves in one afternoon, not counting the starting move before. If he continued to learn, he might start to forget the previous ones.

So what he has to do next is to first become proficient in these nine moves, if not thoroughly, at least to be able to initially apply them to actual combat, and first solve the embarrassment of not having skills on the skill panel.

Lu Jing originally asked A'mu to take a break, and then he would practice on his own, but he didn't expect that after the little wooden dummy understood what Lu Jing was going to do, it didn't leave, but picked up its main business of being a wooden dummy again, signaling Lu Jing to attack it.

Seeing this, Lu Jing didn't be polite and went up with a stick.

He wasn't worried about hurting A'mu either, because he knew very well that with A'mu's lightness skill, it was impossible for him to touch the corner of A'mu's clothes.

The fact was indeed so, but A'mu didn't use its full strength to escape either. Its speed was always only a line faster than Lu Jing's stick, so this also forced Lu Jing to continue to think about which move to take next to make his movements smoother, increase his speed, and at the same time guard against being suddenly approached by A'mu.

Excluding the previous few battles where he simply stood still and waited for people to hit him, this was Lu Jing's first time in actual combat.

At first, he was in a mess, and the moves he had originally learned were used hastily, and his movements were also out of shape, but after being poked by A'mu, coupled with Lu Jing's own learning ability, he was finally able to make those nine moves look like something an hour later.

Although he still couldn't hit A'mu, it didn't prevent Lu Jing from being satisfied.

This was a breakthrough from zero to one.

It meant that from now on, he could finally get rid of the title of whiteboard warrior!

Afterwards, Lu Jing checked his dantian and found that he had consumed nearly a quarter of his internal energy in this day, which also broke the record.

Sure enough, using martial arts to increase output is the fundamental way to solve the problem!

After a conversation with the remnant thoughts in the book, Lu Jing had realized the root cause of his current predicament.

To use spending money as an analogy, ordinary martial arts practitioners are constantly strengthening and expanding their donkey carts while saving money, whether this donkey cart is external skills, internal skills, or something else, they can maximize the use of the internal energy in their dantian.

On the other hand, Lu Jing, because he became rich overnight, woke up in the morning buried in money, and then began to think about how to spend it in a hurry.

Faced with Lu Jing's strange questions, the remnant thoughts in the book introduced him to many donkey carts, with different models and functions, some for moves, some for lightness skills, some for body training, and even some for passing on skills... But in the end, Lu Jing found that no matter what donkey cart, at the beginning, it was small and broken, and could only pull so much money.

Fortunately, Lu Jing now has two donkey carts in his hand, and what he has to do is not to find new donkey carts, but to find a way to upgrade the ones in his hand first.

After practicing with A'mu for a while, Lu Jing saw that the sky had completely darkened. His body didn't feel too tired because he had internal energy to replenish it, but mentally, after such a high-intensity learning session, he was already a little overwhelmed.

So Lu Jing put away the stick in his hand and said to the wooden dummy, who also looked a little tired, "Let's stop here for today. Let's go, A'mu, let's go home."

Hearing this, A'mu obediently picked up the hat on the ground with its two stake hands and put it on its head.

One person and one wooden dummy went down the mountain under the starry sky.

As a result, when he reached the entrance of the village, Lu Jing saw from afar that the door of his residence was wide open.