Martial Arts Master

For a puffy person like Jiang Fei, it is impossible for Lou Cheng to let him run ten kilometers at a stretch when he first exercises, that would kill him. The destination remains the same, but the method can be adjusted.

He let Jiang Fei run until he felt that he couldn't support himself anymore, so he stopped and walked slowly to rest, and he followed by standing on a yin and yang pole or a water condensation pole to exercise his physical coordination and improve his mental concentration.

Running and stopping like this, after more than an hour, the two arrived at Sanliting People's Park. Jiang Fei was so tired that he was sweating profusely, dripping like raindrops, and he had to reach out to wipe it from time to time, otherwise his eyes would be blurred. Well, if it wasn't for Lou Cheng's demonstration by his side, he would have gone on strike long ago.

This kind of tempering is really not something that humans do!

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the office workers who had not yet had their holidays went out one after another. There were many breakfast stalls near the park. Compared with the darkness, cold, and silence when Lou Cheng first left the house, the environment here seemed to have returned to the world. .

With red eyes, Jiang Fei found a small grocery store, bought two bottles of water, and drank it. After a long time, he finally recovered, and looked at Lou Cheng like a monster:

"Chengzi, why don't you breathe?"

Although there are rests along the way, I'm still fucking exhausted!

"This distance?" Lou Cheng gave him a disdainful look, "I ran a maximum of twenty kilometers during my morning exercises."

"Why don't you participate in the extreme long-distance running?" Jiang Fei blurted out.

Lou Cheng joked, "It's not me bragging, I can run so that they all call me daddy, well, actually after I started training in martial arts, I also awakened the talent of endurance, which is enough to be called a pervert."

"No wonder...then it's useless for me to take you as a role model..." Jiang Fei's expression was dull, he was speechless for a long time, feeling deeply regretful, and then said instead, "Let's start practicing martial arts!"

Since they were all "abducted" here, there must be something to gain!

Hope this kind of exercise can help you lose weight successfully!

I hope I can learn a thing or two, and show off my prestige in front of girls in the future!

Lou Cheng patted on his martial arts uniform, pointed at the gate of the park and said, "Go in and find a quieter place, so that you can settle down."

"Okay!" Jiang Fei was really forgetful, and he had recovered.

The two entered the park, and saw under the shade of trees, by the lawn, and by the lake, there were exercisers in twos and threes, some with silver hair, doing Tai Chi for the elderly, some with agile bodies, practicing against each other, and some stretching their bodies , Running the training method, it is really a lively scene.

"I'll go, I don't know if I don't come, so there are so many people exercising in Xiushan." With the light of the morning light, Jiang Fei was dumbfounded. It was the first time he came to People's Park after 7 o'clock in the morning.

"Let's go deep." Lou Cheng took a glance, looking for a quiet place.

Along the path beside the artificial lake, the two of them walked more and more quietly, but people could still be seen around them, and they were obviously much more professional. At first glance, it could be seen that Lian's son was exercising in the morning, some were guided by his master, some urged each other, some alone People who practice can hear the crisp sound of Cunjin from time to time.

"If you don't come here, I really don't know that there are quite a lot of warriors in Xiushan." Lou Cheng shook his head.

And this is just one of the parks that are good for exercise.

"Yeah, it looks like you've practiced very hard." Jiang Fei stretched his neck hard and watched.

Lou Cheng patted him: "Don't look at it like this, be careful of taboos, according to the rules of the martial arts circle, watching others practice their style of fighting without permission is a form of enmity."

Old man Shi told him about this point, so that he would not get into trouble if he was young and full of curiosity, and of course, warriors would not be too demanding on ordinary people who occasionally passed by and glanced at them.

Jiang Fei withdrew his gaze and said with emotion: "Didn't it mean that the martial arts halls and gyms in the city are closed? Why do I always feel that they have all come here..."

"External business can be stopped, and I can't rest in my own training. I can't leave my tunes and my fists." Lou Cheng said in the tone of old man Shi, "These must be formal disciples of various martial arts schools and have received true instruction."

While talking, the two came to the other side of the artificial lake, and when they were about to find a quiet place, Jiang Fei suddenly pointed to a group of people in front of him and said, "Qin Rui!"

Qin Rui? Isn't that a classmate with an amateur grade in the high school class? Lou Cheng followed Jiang Fei's fingers and looked over, and saw a group of temperers wearing martial arts uniforms with blue background and white borders, a tall man over 1.9 meters tall, with broken eyebrows, high nose, and rough hair. It was Qin Rui.

Because this guy is too tall, he doesn't participate in the seat rotation. He sits in the last row of the class all year round. It is said that he worshiped under the "Gushan Wuguan" in the third year of junior high school. He mixed with similar people in other classes. He is a little bit in the whole grade. Fame and poor grades year after year, I just want to get a high school diploma and leave a way out.

Sensing the instructions here and hearing Jiang Fei's voice, Qin Rui said a few words to his companions and walked over.

"Pang Jiang...you're fucking fat again!" Qin Rui was taken aback for a moment, then laughed kindly.

Jiang Fei spread his hands and said helplessly: "So I came to exercise, hey, do you know the person next to me?"

"Why don't you know each other? Lou Cheng! I often copy his homework." Qin Rui looked at Lou Cheng with a smile, "I heard that you have passed the exam of Song University. It's not bad, you're all in good spirits!"

Lou Cheng smiled and said, "It's as if I was depressed before... I never expected to meet you here."

"I have been training here in the morning for the past six months, but this is the first time for you to come here." Qin Rui was quite happy to see his old classmates.

This means that there is a high possibility of meeting certain classmates in certain places... Lou Cheng was a little stunned, and the place where he was most likely to meet high school classmates was the repeat class of No. 1 Middle School!

"Here in the last six months?" He subconsciously asked.

Qin Rui said casually: "This is extra practice. I used to practice at night. I have to study during the day."

"Why do you want to practice more? Are you going to participate in the final competition after the next year?" Jiang Fei asked curiously.

Qin Rui's expression suddenly became excited: "It's not a qualifying competition, it's a selection competition!"

"Trial competition?" Both Lou Cheng and Jiang Fei knew the significance of the selection competition.

This is an introduction to the professional martial arts circle!

"Yes, the selection contest! Our Xiushan Mountain is well-known in the province anyway, but we have never had any forces or teams in the professional martial arts circle. In some respects, we are at a disadvantage. In fact, it is not that our city has never produced professional-level strongmen, Dan. There are all auras, but I haven't seen any organization, and they go their own way, so the professional-level powerhouses are either old and not as fit as they used to be, or they have left Xiushan and joined other teams." Qin Rui opened the chatterbox, eloquently Said.

For professional-level powerhouses who have not been outside the gang, they are old enough to play a few games occasionally, but it is not enough to compete in trials all year round. Isn't it better to be a referee, teach apprentices, be a guest, and hang out in the police world?

Jiang Fei was very interested in hearing this, and hurriedly asked: "So someone organized it this time? Was it sponsored by a rich man?"

Qin Rui nodded vigorously and said: "It's not someone, it's the government that came forward directly, tilted the subsidies, set up a martial arts fund, specially hired people to manage and organize it, invited Quan Xiushan's martial arts and family sects to participate, and selected masters. Form a team, participate in the selection competition, and strive to enter the third-level north-south division in a period of ten years."

Speaking of this, he laughed: "But where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. No one in the Xiushan Martial Arts circle refuses to accept anyone, and they all want to pick a leader for this matter, so the person in charge of the Martial Arts Fund plans to use actual combat in the first year. Let a few hilltops organize themselves to participate in the selection competition. Whoever goes further will get the leading right in the second year. At that time, a professional ninth-rank or even eighth-rank expert born in Xiushan will be invited back to be the leader, and strive to win the selection competition as soon as possible Part of the martial arts skills rewarded here."

"Are you one of the mountains?" Lou Cheng asked with a smile.

Qin Rui gave a thumbs up: "Understood! Our Gushan Martial Arts, Liheng Martial Arts, and Foguang Martial Arts are in one wave, and Mingwei Martial Arts, Shifeng Martial Arts and several family-inherited martial arts are in another wave. Those are mine. Brothers and sisters, everyone is amazing!"

He pointed to the group of warriors wearing blue background and white borders, who were slowly practicing routines.

Lou Cheng glanced at it, chatted a few more words, said goodbye to Qin Rui, and found a secluded place to practice on his own.

"Cheng Zi, from your point of view, how strong are they?" Jiang Fei asked curiously when he reached a small forest and was far away from the group of people.

Lou Cheng smiled: "They're just practicing pile routines, how can I tell? I'm not sharp-eyed! But since I have the confidence to participate in the trials, at least I have to have an amateur first or second rank."

That's the entry point to the professional martial arts circle. If you want to participate, even if you are a non-professional ninth rank, you won't be too far behind. Otherwise, there is no point except to humiliate yourself.

"Amateur grade one or two? That's pretty amazing." Jiang Fei sighed.

In his impression, Qin Rui, who had a fourth-rank amateur in the second half of the third year of high school, was very prestigious in all school circles, let alone first- and second-rank amateurs?

After sighing, he looked at Lou Cheng again, gossiping: "Chengzi, how many grades do you have now?"

"I haven't participated in the qualifying competition yet, so I can't say it accurately. In my own estimation, the hard power is roughly in this range." Lou Cheng replied modestly. After all, the ninth rank of the fighting profession is at the right time, place and people.

"In this range?" Jiang Fei was stunned. He knew yesterday that his buddy's martial arts are good, but he didn't expect him to be so good! They can represent Xiushan in the professional martial arts trials!

He couldn't beat me half a year ago...

Lou Cheng moved his body: "Stop chatting, start exercising."

Thinking of how powerful Lou Cheng is, Jiang Fei became excited again, stood up straight, and said in a military posture with chest out and abdomen in place: "Okay!"

Lou Cheng first taught him the meditation kung fu, explained the essence and key points of Baoyuan Shouyi, and let him try it first, while he re-hardened the yin-yang pile and the water-condensing pile next to him.

After performing static exercises, he opened his eyes and set up moving piles, that is, practice routines, which can exercise muscles from different aspects, adapt to certain force-exerting techniques, and make the body more vigorous and strong.

When he was in the Martial Arts Club, there was a strength room for muscle training, which was more professional and targeted. Therefore, in the training routine, Lou Cheng was more inclined to physical fitness and strength skills.

After playing a round slowly, he looked at Jiang Fei next to him and saw his eyeballs move, so he said with a smile: "Can't stand anymore? Feeling tired and irritable?"

"Yeah, this static exercise is so boring, and there is no progress at all!" Jiang Fei opened his eyes immediately.

Lou Cheng asked a few words about his feelings, told him his own experience, and then said: "If you don't have a particularly outstanding talent, it's normal to practice meditation for half a year before getting started. You don't have to be impatient, the current situation is fine."

"You can get started in half a year?" Jiang Fei's focus is obviously different.

The corner of Lou Cheng's mouth twitched and said: "Those who haven't started in half a year, most of them lose confidence and don't try anymore. Of course, there are also people with outstanding perseverance. There was once a strong outsider who took three years to master Jing, well, you can follow me to practice the pile first."

He taught Jiang Fei one by one the content of the practice just now, and he seemed to have a better grasp of the corresponding moving piles while explaining the difficulties to him.

After Jiang Fei was barely able to practice a set, he practiced his punches next to him, single whip, cannon punch, thumping, kicking his legs, chain strikes, crackling continuously, stirring the wind, which made Jiang Fei stop in amazement and stare blankly. .

Even if he doesn't know the way, he can still feel the ferocity and ferocity in it, he can feel the meaning of madness, and he just feels that he won't be able to withstand a single punch or kick!

He quickly came back to his senses and practiced moving the pile more and more diligently.

In the end, Lou Cheng asked him to try to enter the tranquility again, while he himself thought about how to integrate the "flame ability" into martial arts.

Although the flames stimulated are very weak, they are flames after all, and burning the opponent at a critical moment may have a miraculous effect!

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