Farming and practicing martial arts to level the world

So he put away his salute and went to the reading room in the martial arts hall. There are newspapers and magazines ordered in the reading room on weekdays. He didn't like reading books before, but he liked them very much.

Flipping through the books and reading newspapers, before I knew it, it was noon.

When I returned to the dormitory, the third roommate also came back, wearing crumpled and patched clothes, sweeping the floor with a broom: "Ikehashi Song, where have you been, I didn't find you."

He is tall and big, but his voice is soft, and his personality is honest and honest, even weak, just like his name——Wang Minzhong.

"I'm going to the reading room to read some newspapers, have you eaten yet, let's go together?"

"Okay, wait until I finish sweeping the floor."

The other two roommates directly ordered: "Wang Minzhong, before we eat, sweep our side of the floor and clean it up. The teacher will check the dormitory this afternoon."

Attitude bossy.

Wang Minzhong nodded obediently and agreed: "Oh good."

Chi Qiaosong frowned slightly, grabbed the broom in Wang Minzhong's hand, first swept the floor beside his bed indiscriminately, and then threw the broom at the two people's feet: "Sweep your own site by yourself, or arrange a duty schedule, every day Take turns cleaning."

"Fuck, Ikehashimatsu, what do you mean!" The square face of the two got up from the bed and stared at Ikehashimatsu.

The other round face also stood up and stared at Ikehashi Song together.

In the dormitory in the past, although Ikehashi Song was not cowardly, he did not dare to speak loudly.

Chi Qiaosong looked over calmly: "Chen Hai, Mao Sanjian, don't you understand what I said?"

The one with the square face is called Chen Hai, and the one with the round face is called Mao Sanjian.

Wang Minzhong pulled Chi Qiaosong's arm carefully: "It's okay, I'll sweep it."

Ikehashi Song ignored it, and said to himself: "The state owns the state law, and the family has family rules. Since I live in this dormitory, I have to make a charter. I didn't bother to talk about it in the past. From now on, I will follow the rules I set."

"Hehe, you took the wrong medicine, it's funny!"

"You're an idiot again, and you still have to set the rules!"

Chen Hai and Mao Sanjian laughed.

But the next moment, they couldn't laugh anymore.

Chi Qiaosong didn't say much, just picked up the enamel tea mug on Chen Hai's table, squeezed it with his hand, and the enamel tea mug, which couldn't be broken even with a hammer, deflated immediately.

Then, Ikehashisong pulled it out with his hands, and broke back the deflated enamel tea mug.

Tap it on the table.

The tea mug is not broken, only two creases are left, which means that this enamel tea mug has been pulled and pulled just now.

The scene quieted down.

Chi Qiaosong patted Wang Minzhong on the shoulder and shouted, "Let's go, let's eat."

Chen Hai and Mao Sanjian were left behind, looking at the enamel teapot, their faces turned blue and white, but they didn't dare to say anything more—it was really effective to show their hands once in a while.

Chapter 11 Air

"You won't break through, will you?"

When eating in the cafeteria, Wang Minzhong asked in disbelief.

In the three months since the entire lecture hall started, talented students are still working hard on their muscles and bones, and hardening their skin membranes.

Students like Chi Qiaosong and Li Weiwei have poor martial arts qualifications, so they are the ones who are dismissed.

It turned out that after not seeing him for a month, Ikehashi Song could already squeeze the enamel teacup flat with one hand. This kind of strength is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people, after all, enamel products have the hardness of stainless steel.

"Occasionally, but not nearly." Ikehashi Matsu said modestly.

The information about breaking through to the world of warriors should be hidden for a while, and it would be more appropriate to announce the breakthrough after getting rid of the impression of his poor martial arts qualifications.

Otherwise it is too obtrusive.

He turned to ask: "What about you, you practiced well before the holiday, have you been lean again this month?"

Wang Minzhong was a little annoyed: "The house can't be quiet, I... just focus on work. However, I secretly practiced boxing at night, but I didn't make much progress."

His family is relatively complicated. After his parents divorced, his mother remarried, and his father remarried, they didn't want to care about him.

His grandfather was annoyed by his son and daughter-in-law's behavior, so he asked for all the support money from his grandson, and threw himself into the martial arts lecture hall, hoping that Wang Minzhong would not eat steamed buns to win his breath.

His parents found out about this and made a big fuss, thinking that the money was wasted.

In the future, the old man will definitely ask them for child support.

In short, it was uneasy.

"It's good to go back to the martial arts hall. You can just practice boxing with peace of mind. Your parents will not dare to interfere with you after you break through the world of wrestlers." Chi Qiaosong comforted.

"Thank you."

The two returned to the dormitory after eating.

Not long after, Chen Hai and Mao Sanjian also came back after eating.Chen Hai dawdled over to Ikehashisong's bed, and asked Ikehashisong who was lying on the bed reading a magazine: "You... Are you in the wrestler realm?"

"No, but soon." Ikehashi put down the magazine.

Chen Hai heaved a sigh of relief, answered "Oh" and went back to his bed. For the whole afternoon, even though he still didn't talk to Chi Qiaosong, he didn't dare to bully others.

The same is true for Mao Sanjian.

Although the middle-aged man is a bit confused, he is not stupid. Knowing that Chi Qiaosong is at this time, it is better not to provoke him.But it is absolutely impossible for them to put down their airs and come over to flatter Ikehashi Matsu.

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The next day, the class started as expected.

Ikehashi Takeshi met the teacher Kong Hongcai who taught him "Mad Cow Powerful Fist". Kong Hongcai is short and fat, but his strength is very good, and his warrior status is average.

"Mad Cow Powerful Fist" is used in his hands, the tiger and the tiger are like the wind, and the shadow of the cow follows him.

Not to mention Consummation, but also Dacheng.

The students practiced together before the class, and Kong Hongcai paced in the crowd, staring at a student from time to time to observe, and when he walked up to Chi Qiaosong, his brows kept twitching.

Ikehashi Song punched and kicked, with a unique charm.

Kong Hongcai became more and more frightened, and this has the flowing texture of "Mad Cow's Great Fist".

After a round of punching, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing at home? How did you improve your boxing skills so quickly?"

Soaring directly from the countdown to the forefront.

Only three or five of the students who practice martial arts with him can achieve the level of proficiency in "Mad Cow's Great Strength Fist".

Chi Qiaosong replied calmly: "My family lives on the mountain. I met a big wild boar and fought to the death. I suddenly understood the jerky part of "Mad Cow's Great Fist", and then beat the big wild boar to death."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that you have a good understanding."

Kong Hong didn't suspect him, he didn't have scanning eyes, so he couldn't see the state of Chi Qiaosong.

Turning around, he said to a group of students: "Warrior, you are born to fight against heaven and earth, fighting with humans and beasts is the same, and you can better hone your martial arts in real combat.

but……"

He paused for a moment, with a serious tone: "I don't advocate what Ikehashimatsu did. You are still laying the groundwork, and you have no actual combat ability at all. If you fight rashly, you will be the one who suffers."

For a whole morning, Kong Hongcai led his students to practice "Mad Cow Powerful Fist".

He taught his students to uphold a principle, read the book a hundred times to see the meaning, and practice the boxing a hundred times to see it.

lunch break.

During the lunch break in the cafeteria, several students who hadn't spoken much before all came over to make friends with Ikehashi Matsu, and even got together to eat at a table.

Ikehashi Matsu doesn't despise this kind of behavior of adapting to the wind, but he doesn't have much interest in socializing either.

There is a generation gap between these thirteen-year-old teenagers and his actual age; and it seems that few of them will really be able to practice martial arts in the future.

In the afternoon, there will be no boxing practice, and the students will study by themselves.

There will be a qigong teacher in class, and Ikehashisong rushed to the qigong classroom with a leather mat.There are not many students who come to learn Qigong, and there are less than 20 people in the empty classroom.

Ikehashi Song found a corner, put down the leather cushion and sat on it, like other students, with his legs crossed.

The class bell rang for 5 minutes before the teacher came in with a teacup. He was wearing a Taoist robe. His real name was Liu Chun, and he was really a Taoist priest from the Taoist temple in the county town.

In private, the students jokingly referred to Mr. Liu Chun as Chun Chunzi—most Taoist priests have Taoist titles.

In fact, Liu Chun did not take the Taoist number.

"Hello, teacher." The students stood up feebly.

Liu Chun waved his hand: "Sit down, today as usual, read a passage of "Zixia Qingchen" with me, and then each practice Daoyin technique to find the sense of energy."

The scriptures of "Zixia Qingchen" were owned by Ikehashi Songsong, and a copy was handed out when he first entered the lecture hall.

However, scriptures alone are meaningless. A teacher must teach Daoyin to find the so-called sense of qi, guide the aura of heaven and earth into the body, and warm and nourish one's own "Qi".

When the qi reaches a high level, you can drop thunder in your palm, and its power is unstoppable.

but.

In the inner strength state of the three realms of the corporal, the qi is stored in the body and does not emit, which is no different from ordinary people. At most, they can draw symbols and do ritual things.Only those who have advanced to the three realms of masters can fight with Yu Qi.

"The six realms of martial arts are wrestlers, warriors, warriors, masters, masters, and grand masters.

Martial arts internal skills are also divided into six realms, but it seems that the three realms of the lower class are layman, Taoist, Taoist, and the three realms of the guru are the mage, celestial master, and great celestial master...

The names are somewhat different. "

It is precisely because the corporals of the three realms of martial arts internal skills do not have any outstanding skills, so there are so few students who follow Liu Chun to learn the qigong "Zixia Qingchen".

Most of them are female students.

A few male students may have come here after the female students.

After reading the scriptures with teacher Liu Chun shaking their heads and tails, everyone talked about the main points of Daoyin technique, and the next step is self-study, exploring the sense of breath alone.

Ikehashi Song is also breathing and exhaling according to the method of Daoyin.

It was as if a special gaseous substance was filtered from the free air, but in fact, he couldn't find any special feeling when he exhaled and inhaled.

There is no smell, but there is a faint fragrance from the tip of the nose.

Among the female students who came to the qigong class, some of them must have put on face powder or something, which made him slightly annoyed: "It really affects my feeling of qi!"

Chapter 12 Twelve-way spring leg

In the Qigong class in the afternoon, I didn't learn any real content.

Chi Qiaosong understood his predecessor, why he stopped learning qigong after a few lessons of "Zixia Qingchen" qigong, it was too illusory.

Even if you find the sense of qi, cultivate a mouthful of qi.

The corporal has no combat effectiveness at all in the third realm, so learning is tantamount to not learning.

As for the three realms of advanced guru, Yu Qi battle, the strength has indeed soared, but the difficulty is like Tsinghua University and Peking University, who can have this confidence.

In addition, Liu Chun, the qigong teacher, is lazy and gentle. Students call him Chunchunzi behind his back. He has no respect at all. This also indirectly affects students who are interested in qigong.

But no matter how misty, Chi Qiaosong also wants to learn this qigong, because it is the only qigong taught in the martial arts hall.

He lived in the dormitory that night, and early the next morning, he took the gift he had prepared in advance and found Kong Hongcai who had just woke up from the teacher's dormitory.

"Teacher Kong."

"What is this for?" Kong Hong opened the bag, saw the dried meat, tobacco and alcohol inside, said politely, but did not push the bag away with his hands.

"I feel that I have reached a bottleneck in learning "Mad Cow Daliquan", and there is no new progress in practicing it, so I want to learn another martial art."

"Learn another one?" Kong Hongcai pondered, "It's not that the teacher said you, Ikehashi Song, your martial arts aptitude is very average, and you barely made a breakthrough by relying on your life-and-death understanding. You should fight steadily, not practice recklessly." New martial arts."

This is what he said from the bottom of his heart.

Martial arts are like building a house, if the foundation is not solid, how can a house be built on top of it.

Ikehashi shook his head: "Teacher, I'm just learning a new introductory Kung Fu. Don't you, Mr. Kong, also know "Flipping Legs"? I want to try to learn it."

"It's "Twelve Ways of Playing Legs"... I'm afraid your body will be damaged if you practice martial arts like this."