Youxianguan, everything starts from the end of the end of Dharma

The clear and bright starry sky at night. It has been many years since I have seen so many stars in the city sky. Coupled with the silver-shaped ice moon hanging high in the sky, the entire night sky is full of stars on this night.

It reveals an unprecedented coolness and clarity.

"I always thought that the so-called internal training method in boxing, such as mindfulness and contemplation, were all made up out of thin air, but I didn't expect that there are so many details in the method!"

Wu Qi popped his head out of the swimming pool with a roar. He only used his two feet to slowly move under the water, and slowly raised his body out of the water. He didn't stop until his knees were also above the water.

Gaining momentum, it naturally forms a delicate balance with the buoyancy of the water.

Legend has it that a person who is particularly good at water can swim like a wild duck with his entire abdomen out of the water, relying on his two feet under the water to constantly tread water. But Wu Qi now does not rely on swimming skills, but on swimming skills.

It all relies on the ten toes of both feet to move the water.

With the surge in a square inch, each toe can borrow some force in the water, and when they are gathered together, it is like there are ten more small propellers under his body out of thin air. Although this power may not be very big,

, but it was enough to offset the force of his sinking in the water.

To put it bluntly, it actually means that after practicing kung fu to a certain level, you can master every part of your body up and down, inside and outside, to a fine level. Therefore, even if your toes are not very flexible and clumsy compared to your fingers,

You can also play with great vigor.

In this way, it is equivalent to using the toes to push the water when the person is underwater. Under the interaction of the reaction force, the person's body can of course be lifted out of the water, inch by inch. It is the best water in the world.

People are even more powerful.

Since talking to his father on the phone, Wu Qi has settled down at Ma Qianjun's house with peace of mind. While practicing boxing every day, he also has a deeper understanding of the revised version of the family's Iron Palm Kung Fu. He also knows

Although the changes in this skill are huge, the foundation is still the same as what I have practiced before, and the path and general direction have not changed in essence.

In the same way, you need to breathe in and out, practice the yin and yang of the internal organs, and then the qi circulates throughout the body, connecting the inside and outside. Finally, the whole body is trained to be strong and soft, achieving the so-called indestructible body.

But the biggest difference between the two is that he originally practiced Iron Palm Kung Fu. Many things are actually mysterious and mysterious theories. For the parts that can actually be operated, even if you practice it for a lifetime, you will never be able to achieve what he described by the time you die.

Highly theoretical.

However, this version of Iron Palm Kung Fu, which was re-deduced on the stone tablet in the Youxian Temple space, is directly based on the original foundation, directly raising the upper limit of this kung fu to the innate realm.

In other words, Wu Qi’s Kung Fu training is now like the kind of internal power described in martial arts novels. He has access to the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, and he has mastered the internal energy and acupoints all over the body.

"Hey, did you have a good rest? Your time is up. Let's do it again. Today's evening class is over." He was in the water, so he couldn't see Wu Qi moving at all, but his body stood upright on the water.

Go up and get to the shore in a few moments.,

It looked like he was walking on water. Even at this time, when he was walking on water, only his knees were submerged under the water.

"It's no longer possible. How many minutes have you rested? How could my physical strength recover so quickly?"

At this time, Ma Qianjun was stuffed into the massage chair. The sweat on his body had not yet dissipated. He couldn't hide the tired look on his face. It was obvious that he had just finished fighting with Wu Qi.

Field, physical strength has been exhausted.

"I'm letting you rest. I just want you to adjust your breathing and heartbeat. How long will it take to recover your physical strength? Get up quickly. You've practiced well these days. If you practice more, maybe you can do it in the future.

I guessed it with a bang."

Wu Qi jumped onto the shore, and with a sudden shudder, all the water droplets on his body suddenly separated from his body, and he was shaken into a mist. His fur, muscles and bones were extremely tough, and with this shudder, his whole body trembled like a

Just like a big rooster fluttering its feathers, it can shake off all the dirt and water on its body.

The movements seem simple and nothing unusual, but that’s where the power lies. This shows that his current skills have gradually begun to be integrated into his daily life. Whether it is sitting, lying, walking, bathing or eating, the most common

Every movement contains some kind of brilliant boxing principle.

"You!" Ma Qianjun slumped on the chair like a puddle of mud. When he heard Wu Qi speak like this, he immediately raised his upper body in anger.

"What the hell, I shouldn't have agreed to train with you in the first place. Who can compete with a big bear like you? No, even if you beat me to death, I won't get up. Unless, this time, you don't fight back. Just stand there as a stake.

Get beaten by me, otherwise I will definitely not practice with you today."

"Eh? It's not impossible!"

He originally planned to just let it go, but every time Ma Qianjun thought about his words, Wu Qi's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard them.

"Your method is great! Anyway, I am now thinking about the changes in strength and inhalation, and you are also practicing the whole body's strength. In this case, is it just right? Are you going to hit me? Then, you can use me as a human stake.

With strength, I can also verify some of my ideas through force transfer. Wouldn’t it kill two birds with one stone?"

Ma Qianjun was stunned and looked at Wu Qi as if he were looking at a mentally ill patient: "Big Xiong, I was just joking. Are you serious?"

"Who are you kidding? Of course I am serious."

Wu Qi opened his mouth and laughed twice, looking very happy: "Practice, this is how it is supposed to be. In the past, when we were sparring, we often couldn't make a move, and the effect was too bad. I have never heard of it.

As the saying goes, as long as you can't practice to death, practice to death! Come on, don't talk nonsense. Don't hold back when you hit me, otherwise you will get half the result with half the effort, and the gain will not be worth the loss."

"Really coming?"

Ma Qianjun had already stood up from the massage chair. Looking at Wu Qi's eagerness to try, his eyes were still hesitant.

After all, two people sparring and simply being beaten are completely different things. And with his strength, even if he kicked out with his full strength, he could break half of the wooden mannequin. An ordinary person would definitely be able to do it with one kick.

Kicked to death.

Although Wu Qi's physical fitness is far superior to ordinary people, at this time, Ma Qianjun still hesitated!

"Stop the ink stains. I'll hit you if I ask you to. You look like a bitch..."

Wu Qi walked barefoot to the middle of the training ground and stopped, pointed his index finger at Ma Qianjun, and urged him again, seeming a little impatient.

"Damn, you are the bitch! You asked me to hit you!"

When Ma Qianjun heard this, his eyes suddenly stood up and he walked forward without saying a word.

Slow at first and then fast. When he was still five or six steps away from Wu Qi, he suddenly started to trot, drawing a half-arc on the training ground. He suddenly accelerated quickly, took off his feet like a whip, and made a crisp sound.

, hit Wu Qi’s back with a whip kick.

Wu Qi slowed down his breathing and stood motionless. He only turned his head slightly back. The next moment, his entire mind was concentrated together, sensing all the movements and changes around his body.

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Then, Ma Qianjun's kick hit Wu Qi's back like thunder, and the sound it made was a muffled thud, like hitting rotten wood or beating leather, but the sound was unusually quiet.
Moreover, Wu Qi's body seemed to be no longer made of flesh and blood. The moment Ma Qianjun's kick hit him suddenly, his back naturally shrank inward first, and then connected with Ma Qianjun's instep.

The muscles there twisted and bounced. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the force he unleashed from his kick disappeared.

Finally, Wu Qi's shrunken back was shaken again! Ma Qianjun's entire body immediately lost his balance. The leg that was swept out was not only bounced back with a click, but also his

As a result, the person stumbled backward and fell all over.

"Holy shit, my leg bone is cracked!" Ma Qianjun rolled on the ground, sat up, hugged his feet and screamed.

"It's a cracked butt. It's just that the joints were shaken and a little misaligned. I'll rub it with medicated oil for you, and after you get some sleep, you won't have to worry about anything in the morning."

When Wu Qi saw this, he crouched down and gave Ma Qianjun a look, and then he said no more and stopped talking to him. He just focused on recalling the reaction and changes in his body in an instant after being kicked by Ma Qianjun just now.<

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"It's interesting, not bad, not bad! It's just that the strength is not enough. It would be nice if I could hit it twice more. Next time, don't hit the back, but hit the chest and lower abdomen. You can feel that area more clearly."

"Damn, what an animal! Wu Qi, you're just not a human being...I've already been like this, and you plan to do it again?"

Ma Qianjun yelled angrily. This guy said he was trying to teach him how to be strong and have sword-like hands and feet, but after practicing for the past few days, he was tortured like a dog three times a day in the morning, noon and night. He didn't know how to practice his kung fu.

What's going on? Anyway, Wu Qi must be practicing like crazy!

Next, after finally packing up everything, treating the wounds, and sleeping soundly all night, the next day before Ma Qianjun even got up, he heard the banging and banging in the yard again.

The sound of Qigong practice. Wu Qi's morning class started at around five o'clock in the morning and lasted until around seven o'clock in the morning. Not only did he have to stand and practice Qi, but he also had to rub iron sand. The movement was so loud that it was like a clatter.

If it weren't for this community in Ma Qianli, there is a certain distance between each villa and there are all kinds of green plants, which can not only block the view, but also dilute the noise to a certain extent. I am afraid that by this time, there would have been someone there

They came to protest.

PS: Happy National Day!