Just when Zhang Ling hit him, he felt as soft and weak as if he had hit a layer of cotton. Then he saw Zhang Jingqian making a wrapping gesture with his hand. It seemed that he didn't use any effort, but he saw him push gently again. Zhang Ling was pushed forward and flew several meters away.
Zhang Ling sat down on the ground. Three months ago, this would have been enough for him to lie on the bed for half a month. Then he rubbed his butt, hissed, stood up slowly, and asked doubtfully: "This How can the finger-circling and soft movements still have the effect of leveraging force?"
Zhang Jingqian tied up his hands and explained with a smile: "Actually, this finger-twisting Rou not only borrows from the original swordsmanship, but I also incorporated some basic moves of Wudang Tai Chi. Therefore, you can completely understand that I am learning two martial arts at the same time. It's just that I It combines two martial arts and saves time to learn.”
Zhang Ling asked again: "Then why do you want to teach me this kind of martial arts again?"
"That's the point of the question," Zhang Jingqian shrugged, "Because you started too late. Although you have made rapid progress, you have less fighting experience than others who have practiced for a long time, and this is what I combined. Wrapping your fingers softly is a martial art, but it can also be said to be a skill, which can make up for the gap between you and others."
After hearing Zhang Jingqian's explanation, Zhang Ling finally understood the gap between himself and others.
Zhang Jingqian took out a piece of grass and handed it to Zhang Ling: "Eat it."
"What's this?"
"Green lotus grass," Zhang Jingqian explained again, "When everyone first learns martial arts, their concentration on the martial arts moves is relatively poor. It usually takes a long time to learn it. Green lotus grass can make people's minds clearer and more focused on the moves. The memory will also be faster, and unlike some pills, there may be no side effects after taking them.”
After Zhang Ling ate the green lotus grass, Zhang Jingqian began to practice the finger-circling moves. The movements were slow but not losing rhythm, and Zhang Ling felt that he could remember every detail clearly.
In just two hours, Zhang Ling memorized the finger-circling technique.
Then Zhang Jingqian asked Zhang Ling to practice it again and commented: "Well, I have memorized the moves and movements, but the finger twisting technique is about flexibility, so you still need to figure out when and how to strike."
Although after this period of training, Zhang Ling could clearly feel that his body had improved a lot, but for some reason he was exhausted after only exercising for two hours.
Zhang Jingqian asked: "Do you feel that your physical strength is exhausted very quickly?"
Zhang Ling nodded, feeling that his body had become buoyant and that he was even a little unsteady on his feet.
"No matter what kind of martial arts, those that use internal strength will consume the internal strength quickly, and those that do not require internal strength will also consume a lot of physical strength. Therefore, when two people are fighting, unless they are sure of winning, they generally will not use that skill. It is a powerful martial art, but it also consumes a lot of internal energy." Zhang Jingqian said.
Before Zhang Ling could speak, Zhang Jingqian said again: "While you are in a vain state, it is a good time to learn Qing Gong."
And just when Zhang Ling wanted to ask what Qing Gong was, Zhang Jingqian disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhang Ling hurriedly looked for it, but there was still no trace of Zhang Jingqian.
Just when Zhang Ling started to wonder, Zhang Jingqian appeared in front of Zhang Ling again in a blink of an eye.
"This light skill is called Shadow." As he spoke, Zhang Jingqian put his hands on his back and jumped back, leaving behind a series of figures in the same place, which disappeared in an instant, and then jumped back again with a light step, "In the world In Qinggong, shadows are definitely among the top ten. When you cross a step, a string of shadows will be left behind to confuse other people's judgment. Its highest state is that it comes and goes without a trace. However, when encountering the real A master can judge your movement trajectory, so when you meet such a master, you only need to remember four words, the wind is rushing and the roar is coming."
Zhang Ling was speechless: "Brother, can you be more deliberate when you curse?"
"Ahem," Zhang Jingqian coughed twice, interrupting the awkwardness, and then stretched out his hand, "Here, give me your hand."
Zhang Ling was puzzled, but he still stretched out his hands as instructed. Zhang Jingqian held his hands, and then Zhang Ling felt a force pouring into his body: "Is this internal force?"
Zhang Jingqian nodded: "Don't resist."
Zhang Ling began to relax his body, but he felt a warm current flowing in his body, and his body became lighter. Then his body couldn't help but move, as graceful as clear ripples. The trajectory he moved also left a series of figures. It was obviously Zhang Jingqian. Using internal force to control Zhang Ling's body, it must be without resistance, otherwise it would not be possible.
After a while, Zhang Ling slowed down and gradually listened.
Zhang Jingqian asked: "How do you feel?"
Zhang Ling thought for a while and replied: "It feels...like I feel nothing.
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"That's right," Zhang Jingqian explained with a smile, "Qinggong is different from other martial arts. It is more like practicing inner strength for the first time without any experience. While with other martial arts, although it is also the first time, you can rely on life experience. Therefore, learning Qing Gong is also a very accidental process.”
Sure enough, Zhang Ling wanted to try it himself again, but he couldn't do it.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Jingqian handed Zhang Ling a book with two words "Shadow" written on it.
After Zhang Ling took it, he opened it and saw that it was not as obscure as he imagined. He quickly read it once and practiced it again according to the instructions above.
Zhang Jingqian asked: "How is it?"
Zhang Ling said in confusion: "It doesn't look that difficult, but it just can't be as good as what the book says."
"Generally advanced martial arts are like this. It's difficult to master them by practicing alone, so you don't have to worry about losing the books and being learned by others. Even a martial arts genius can't learn it every few years, and if it's an ordinary person , you may not be able to learn it in a lifetime, so martial arts like this are usually passed down orally." Zhang Jingqian explained.
"That's it." Zhang Ling nodded with clarity.
Zhang Jingqian breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Okay, let's continue!"
Then Zhang Jingqian once again transferred the internal force into Zhang Ling's body and practiced it over and over again.
An hour later, Zhang Ling was exhausted. Although he did not need to exercise on his own, he still needed to devote part of his energy to resist the internal force. Because everyone's internal force is different, others cannot absorb it at all. Over time, he will become exhausted.
Zhang Ling sat on the ground tiredly, but Youying's practice made no progress.
Zhang Jingqian on the side thought for a while and said to Zhang Ling: "Like the soft shadow around the fingers, they all pay attention to flexibility and change. But if you just practice on your own, your progress will be slow. It is best to find someone with the same strength as you. This way, you can master the two martial arts more quickly."
"But where can we find such a person?" Zhang Ling asked.
Zhang Jingqian shook his head. After the two looked at each other, they both fell silent. At this time, the sound of the stream was still clear.
