It wasn't until sunset that the closed courtyard door was pushed open again. Under Chu Mu's shout, several strong men pushed carts into the courtyard.
"Put the wooden dummy in the corner over there. If you want to make a drop ball formation... just hang it on the tree."
Following Chu Mu's command, several strong men immediately became busy, digging pits, mixing ashes with ashes, and carrying them.
In about half an hour, the martial arts practice venue that Chu Mu had envisioned appeared in this courtyard.
"Sir, everything has been done. The young ones will go back first."
The leading man walked up to Chu Mu and laughed.
"Um……"
Chu Mu looked around and conceived weapons training equipment, nodded, and then took out a few banknotes from his arms and stuffed them into the strong man's hands: "Thank you for your hard work, it's cold, let's buy some wine for the brothers to warm themselves up. "
"Hey, the young master has spent money."
"The younger ones will leave first."
The man smiled and said hello, and the few strong men accompanying him pushed him away. Finally, he thoughtfully helped Chu Mu close the courtyard door.
The original chaos also turned into silence as soon as the courtyard door was closed.
Chu Mu looked at the weapon training tools he had conceived, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
The wooden dummy was made by Chu Mu after the training stakes in previous Kung Fu movies.
However, Chu Mu slightly changed it to make it more suitable for practicing sword techniques.
The wooden dummy is slightly taller than a human being. Although it is called a stake, its head, body, hands and legs are still present, and the overall shape is human-shaped. The wooden body is wrapped in several layers of thick linen. At first glance, it looks like a sculpture with thick armor. generally.
Chu Mu stepped forward with his sword in hand and stood silently for a moment. Then he unsheathed his sword and swung it out fiercely.
Split, chop, tease, stab...
Every sword strike no longer moves out of thin air like before, but actually falls into place.
Several layers of thick linen cloth well cushioned the force of the falling blade, like a human-shaped wooden dummy, and allowed Chu Mu to consciously simulate the attack site.
After about a quarter of an hour of intoxication, Chu Mu received it and stood up. There were also many ferocious knife marks on the wooden man stake in front of him.
Chu Mu glanced at the screen panel. In just a quarter of an hour, his sword skill proficiency increased by an unprecedented five points.
"It really works."
Chu Mu's face was filled with joy, and he immediately looked at his magically modified drop ball formation.
The hanging ball is made of rattan and bamboo pieces. It is about the size of a basketball in the previous life. It is hung on the tree with a thin rope at different heights.
Although it is slightly different from the sandbag formation seen in previous movies, the principle is similar.
Putting down the saber, Chu Mu picked up a wooden knife that he asked the craftsman to make, weighed it, and casually drew it on one of the hanging balls.
Under the collision of the hanging balls, the hanging balls hanging at different heights suddenly began to shake irregularly.
As the wooden knife landed on the hanging ball, the swing of the hanging ball became stronger and stronger, attacking Chu Mu from all directions.
How to dodge, how to accurately block the lob with a knife, and prevent the lob from hitting him are what Chu Mu needs to do when he is in the lob formation.
There was no surprise. Soon, Chu Mu retreated from the lob formation in embarrassment.
"Thank you for missing the medicine ball!"
Chu Mu looked at the lob that was still swinging wildly in front of him, smacked his mouth, and was inexplicably speechless.
You know, according to his initial idea, he was going to use a solid wooden ball, and he was also going to slowly change the material of the ball as the practice progressed.
Obviously, he still overestimated himself.
If he had really used the medicine ball, he would have to grin and bear his nose and face swollen.
After hesitating for a while, Chu Mu stepped into the lob formation again. The result was no surprise. Soon, Chu Mu retreated in embarrassment.
Chu Mu pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and then stepped into it with the wooden knife.
Facing an irregularly moving target is undoubtedly a completely different concept than swinging a knife out of thin air or chopping up a dead object.
Just as Chu Mu thought, he could not turn his sword skills, which he had just begun to master, into his own strength.
The busy look in this lob formation undoubtedly clearly proves this point.
After trying again and again, the clumsy figure in the lob formation gradually improved.
There is no doubt that the most important thing is mentality.
Don't panic, and don't get excited.
When one is in a panic and one is full of enthusiasm, one is in a hurry and cannot even exert one of his ten talents.
After calming down, Chu Mu's sword skills, which he had just begun to grasp, slowly showed their supposed power in Chu Mu's hands.
With one swing of the knife, the control of the force was enough for Chu Mu to control the swing of the hit lob.
The rest is a reaction.
How to dodge most effectively, how to swing the knife faster and more concisely, and how to control it better, so as to make the entire lob array move with him instead of being forced to follow the lob array.
But for now, it is obviously still difficult for Chu Mu.
But the direction of progress is already known, and the rest is nothing more than practice.
If one time doesn't work, then do it twice. If two times doesn't work, then do it three times.
If one day doesn’t work, then two days; if two days doesn’t work, then three days…
Since coming to this world, with the golden finger that only by focusing can you become stronger, what Chu Mu has been lacking most is patience.
In the lob formation, in Chu Mu's field of vision, every swaying lob was like a gangster charging towards him with murderous intent. Being hit meant that he was injured!
Although Chu Mu didn't know whether he would encounter such a scene.
But everything is forewarned or not. In the current world, there is no telling when the situation will break out. With his hard-trained skills, there is no telling when he will be able to save his life.
Time also passed bit by bit under such practice, and the sky that was already dusk and sunset slowly turned into darkness.
The dull sound of collision is endless, and the figure moving and wielding a knife in the lob array seems to be tireless.
The moonlight is in the sky, the winter sweat is flowing, and the clumsy figure slowly becomes orderly. Although mistakes are often made and hit, the progress is also visible to the naked eye.
"Hoo..."
At some point, Chu Mu walked out of the lob formation panting heavily. Although he was exhausted, his face could not hide his excitement.
He has a sharp knife in his heart and a murderous intention.
Chu Mu now really understood the meaning of this sentence.
Perhaps it was because he had put himself into the scene of being besieged in the lob formation. Now, he inexplicably wanted to have a real fight with someone.
I want to see if the skills he has trained so hard can really defend himself and... kill people!
At this moment, Chu Mu couldn't help but think of his captain with real kung fu.
Subconsciously taking it in, within a moment, Chu Mu shook his head.
Not to mention anything else, the difference in physical fitness alone is enough to easily crush him.
The force of that punch was inhuman!
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