In parks, we often see some old people banging their bodies against big trees. Many people think this way of fitness is ridiculous and unscientific.
But in fact, this is the simplest and most direct way to exercise your muscles and bones, especially if you have backache or something like that. You can feel comfortable all over in less than three days.
Of course, the advanced version of this method is those monks who practice asceticism. They will be naked and beat themselves hard with thorns in the cold winter months. Compared with the uncles and aunts who hit the trees in the park, this kind of exercise is more and more intense. Something very spiritual.
No matter how you say it, the underlying logic is the same, which is to incorporate external power into your own muscles or spirit.
But doing this, just like long-distance running, has a difficulty, which is how to overcome the first difficulty.
Anyone who has ever run a long distance knows that they will feel particularly tired at a certain point, but as long as they grit their teeth and survive this stage, they can persist for a long time.
Most of them relied on strong willpower to survive, but Peng Zhan didn't need to. He was forced to survive because Murong Lengyue's blow could not be stopped if he wanted her to.
In the most difficult time, Peng Zhan felt like he was going to die every time he was punched. When he survived that stage, he suddenly felt that Murong Lengyue's punches and kicks were nothing more than that.
In the end, he even felt the desire to make the storm stronger.
Seeing that Murong Lengyue's strength became weaker, Peng Zhan felt that he still had more to say.
He couldn't hide before, but now he doesn't want to hide. Not only does he not hide, but sometimes he even takes the initiative to meet him because he dislikes Murong Lengyue's lack of strength.
Seeing that Peng Zhan was not beaten to death, Faqiu Laoer finally started to panic. He roared angrily and bounced back all the bullets Shangguan Piaoxue shot at him.
At this time, Murong Lengyue was already staggering from exhaustion, but because she only had one thought in her mind to kill Peng Zhan, she still did not stop.
When Faqiu Laoer roared, Peng Zhan knew that he was going to deliver a fatal blow to Shangguan Piaoxue, so he ducked around Murong Lengyue and swung the Dragon Soul Divine Sword to split the entire cave space in half.
The bullets in the other half of time and space naturally had no way of reaching the time and space where Peng Zhan and the others were. Those bullets were flying around in the narrow cave wall, making it difficult for Mr. Faqiu to guard against them.
If he hadn't used his only bone arm to block, several bullets would have shot directly into his head.
Seeing that Peng Zhan had bypassed her, Murong Lengyue roared and rushed towards Peng Zhan again.
Peng Zhan dodged and hit Murong Lengyue's neck with his knife, causing her to faint immediately.
Before Murong Lengyue could fall to the ground, Shangguan Piaoxue took the lead and held her in his arms.
"Little baby, even if you get the true inheritance of the tomb keeper, you shouldn't be so powerful, right?" Seeing Peng Zhan's terrifying strength, Faqiu Lao'er felt very desperate.
"If you only have the skills of a tomb keeper, you will not be able to reach this level, but I have also learned the Dragon Control Technique before and am proficient in traditional medicine." Peng Zhan feels that with these martial arts reserves, it is not possible to reach this level. strangeness.
But you must know that most of the secrets are exclusive to a certain extent, that is to say, when you learn one kind of secrets, other secrets will become a burden.
This is also why when many masters recruit apprentices, they are unwilling to accept someone who is just starting out in art, because they think that his background color is no longer clean, and it is difficult to draw a masterpiece on a piece of fancy paper.
Only those who have learned a martial art to the master level, can establish a sect, and create their own martial arts will be able to integrate the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought.
Faqiu Laoer is confident that he has not reached this level yet, but according to Peng Zhan, he seems to have reached it. How is this possible?
You must know that when Mr. Faqiu first met Peng Zhan, in his eyes, Peng Zhan's martial arts was only at the level of a primary school student.
"You mean, you can combine the strengths of these two martial arts?"
"Do we still need to fuse them? Their advantages are there. Can't they just be neutralized?"
If Peng Zhan said this, if other martial arts practitioners heard it, I don't know how much hatred he would arouse.
