The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 12: military training

Kaiyuan 9819, December 26, inpatient department of Xingcheng People's Hospital.

Snow-white walls, the familiar smell of disinfectant.

An Qisheng was leaning on the hospital bed. To outsiders, he was playing with his mobile phone, but he was actually looking at the panel attentively:

【An Qisheng】

[Specialty: Bajiquan (47%) Liuhe Big Spear (42%) Three Emperors Paoquan, Dragon and Tiger Big Catch (5%) Gumen Xinyiquan (1%) Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt (0%) Hate Tianquan ( 0%) Iron Palm (2%).......]

[Status: increasingly weak (terminally ill) holding Dan level strength status (10%)]

After visiting the martial arts hall, An Qisheng gained a lot.

Especially after perceiving Wang Honglin's state, his cognition has undergone great changes.

And as his cognition changed, so did his ability.

There are percentages of the boxing techniques that Wang Honglin meets, such as Bajiquan, Liuhe Big Spear, and Dragon-Tiger Big Catch, but he doesn't, such as Sanhuang Paoquan, Yingyu, Chemistry, Sanhuang Paoquan, etc., there is no comparison.

Although this percentage had no direct effect on ability improvement, it gave him an intuitive understanding of the gap between his boxing skills and that of Grandmaster Wang Honglin, as well as his own progress.

One day, if he gets 100%, it means that he has reached the realm of Wang Honglin, the master of the Eight Great Elements 300 years ago.

The most important thing is the state of strength.

That's the gap between him and the realm of perfection and no leakage, and it's the only thing that is useful to him at the moment.

After realizing Wang Honglin's state again later, after mastering the state of holding pills to 10%, it seems that he has been able to suppress the passage of his own nutrient absorption a little.

Maybe it's far from being cured, but at least it won't eat too much and get weaker and weaker.

This allowed him to see the dawn of recovery.

"Perhaps, my illness is because of this ability?"

An Qisheng thought to himself, his perspective changed:

[Characters mastered: Tanjingshan (1 hour) Wang Honglin (10 minutes)]

The use of ability requires mental and physical energy. After many attempts, An Qisheng concluded that at this time, the time he can perceive every day is limited.

Among them, a small Taoist priest can go through an hour, while Wang Honglin only has ten minutes.

After this time, his mental and physical strength will bottom out.

Tuk Tuk~

A series of knocks on the door interrupted An Qisheng's thoughts.

"Instructor An, classmate An."

Looking up, it was Wang Anfeng and Li Yan.

"It's Mr. Wang and Mr. Li. They're here as soon as they come. What else did they mention?"

Leaning on An Jianzhong, who was resting in the clinic, he stood up and took the two people's things with a smile.

"Student An, we meet again."

Wang Anfeng looked at An Qisheng and smiled: "I'm also a student of Xuanjing University. Come on, you still want to call me a senior."

"Hello, Senior Wang."

An Qisheng also laughed.

Although he was admitted to Xuanjing University, the only time he went was to go through the suspension procedures.

At this time, the illness has settled, but he has no intention of going to school anymore.

"We're going back to the Devil's Capital this afternoon, so I'll come and see you."

Li Yan casually closed the door of the ward.

"Is there anything else?"

An Jianzhong moved a stool and let the two sit down. Hearing this, his heart suddenly jumped: Could it be that the beggar wants revenge?

"Instructor An, don't get me wrong."

Li Yan saw his concern, waved his hand and said, "Although the Daoist Society is very dangerous, he doesn't dare to act recklessly in Daxuan. Besides, even if he wants to take revenge, he will come to our Wushu General Hall."

"What do those two mean?"

An Jianzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"To be honest, originally, I wanted to invite Classmate An to join the Wushu General Center. Later, I found out that Classmate An was seriously ill, so I gave up."

Li Yan said, hesitant.

Wang Anfeng looked at Li Yan, his expression a little anxious.

"If Senior Wang has something to say, just say it."

An Qisheng glanced at Wang Anfeng and spoke directly.

"I....."

Wang Anfeng looked at Li Yan and hesitated.

"Student An asked you to say it, you can say it, it's your Wang family's business, you should make it clear yourself."

Li Yan pushed Wang Anfeng.

"Brother An, it's like this."

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:

"We looked at the monitoring of the martial arts hall afterwards, and saw your fight with that gangster. You used Bajiquan, right?"

"Ok?"

An Qisheng was slightly startled and glanced at Wang Anfeng: "You..."

"The booth you stopped at is the patriarch of my Wang family. My patriarch was an abandoned baby adopted by the great patriarch Wang Honglin. Later, for some reason, the Wang family lost the essence of Bajiquan. I don't know classmate An, where did you learn it from? Bajiquan?"

Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief, he held back those words for a long time.

Even if you look at Daxuan today, there are not a few boxing techniques that can rival Bajiquan. For the Wang family, Bajiquan is more symbolic than practical.

But if he can retrieve the lost Bajiquan, it would be a great credit.

"I'm careless..."

Hearing Wang Anfeng's words, An Qisheng's first thought was that he was too careless.

He had never heard of Daxuan and Bajiquan at all. The people from the Taoist Association came so quickly that he had to use Bajiquan, which he was best at, to fight against the enemy.

But he didn't expect to be discovered by the Wang family.

Be careful in the future...

"Brother An."

Seeing that An Qisheng did not speak, Wang Anfeng was a little anxious.

It was Li Yan who saw An Qisheng's hesitation, patted Wang Anfeng on the shoulder, and said, "Student An, don't worry, I don't have any knowledge of the door, no matter where you learned Bajiquan, no one will look for you. Trouble. An Feng and I are here this time, just to ask you to pass this set of boxing techniques to An Feng..."

"I can exchange things. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Wang Anfeng said immediately.

An Qisheng glanced at An Jianzhong, who was sitting beside him slicing apples. The latter nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Then he nodded and said:

"I can teach you Bajiquan, but I have to wait for my injury to recover, and I also have requirements."

A complete boxing method, there are fighting methods, training methods, training methods, performance methods, and several routines.

For example, Bajiquan is subdivided into large and small frames, Liuhe guns, and subdivided into Bajiframes, Liudakai, Bajiquan, Liucubitou, Chunqiu Dao, Liuhe Dajian, Baguntou, Chunyang Jiugongjian, etc. etc. routine.

It's not something that can be taught by saying a few words, otherwise, there would be no such thing as a lost boxing technique.

"That's definitely no problem."

Wang Anfeng was overjoyed and nodded again and again.

With the attitude of agreeing to any request, Li Yan frowned.

"What is Student An's request?"

Li Yan was very cautious.

Before he came, he had already investigated An Qisheng's information in detail, so he would never underestimate this junior who was two years younger than him.

This student An has been very assertive since he was a child. He is talented in boxing. He entered Ming Jin very early and studied very well, and was admitted to Xuanjing University.

Moreover, he is very business-minded. Ninety percent of the Anjia's family business is his idea.

From his perspective, he can definitely be regarded as a dragon and a phoenix among people.

A dragon among people who is afflicted with terminal illness, his requirements cannot be low even if you think about it.

An Qisheng glanced at the two of them:

"I heard that there is a training method in the army that is different from that of the people..."

Hearing the two words "Military", Li Yan's heart groaned.

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