This time, Su Luo was fully prepared.
During the ordinary Qi accumulation period, you cannot use your true energy, and the luck methods you have learned are only a one-way street from the intestines and stomach to the arteries.
There isn't any extra chi to use.
But Su Luo is different. He still contains more than twenty points of jade dew in his body. He can move the jade dew along the arteries to the arm protection in advance before he is injured!
Fan Huaimin took a step forward and punched boldly with his left hand.
boom!
A fist as big as a sandbag suddenly struck between Su Luo's arms.
Wang Chuyi covered her eyes, but couldn't help but peek at the battle situation in the ring through her fingers, and said in surprise:
"You didn't even take a step back!"
On the stage.
Su Luo caught Fan Huaimin's second punch firmly without even taking a step back.
"Huh?"
Fan Huaimin also showed a trace of confusion. The moment his fist hit Su Luo's arm, it seemed to have been weakened by some kind of force, similar to the energy protection that can only be awakened after all nine orifices are opened, but...
The person in front of me is just a college student who is not full of energy!
I couldn’t help but ask:
"Are you a child of a big family?"
Su Luo shook his head and said calmly:
"I came from a poor family, not even a humble one."
In fact.
The method he just used was a trick to transport the warm air containing the energy of jade dew to the predetermined location in advance.
When Fan Huaimin hit the middle of the arm without any bias, the jade dew contained in the blood was stimulated by the force, which to a certain extent had an effect similar to that of true energy protecting the body.
Fan Huaimin suppressed his confusion and said in a deep voice:
"For the next punch, I will use the power of the second orifice level, please be careful."
Said.
He raised his right fist.
A hint of warmth slipped through Su Luo's heart.
Although it was the first time they met, "General Fan" helped him as much as possible within the limits allowed by the rules. If there is an opportunity in the future, he will definitely repay him a hundred times, for example... give him a hundred punches?
Ahem.
If you want to be the sparring partner of "General Fan", you must at least be a minister!
certainly.
Su Luo also felt a slight sense of loss. After all, you are too weak, so others will take care of you as much as possible.
Isn't General Fan's help a form of contempt?
If given the chance, he would like to participate in the teaching assistant assessment in an upright manner!
at this time.
Fan Huaimin suddenly retracted his fist, stared at Su Luo's feet thoughtfully, and said softly: "Have you never learned any stance skills?"
Su Luo shook his head.
Only students majoring in modern martial arts can learn relatively important techniques such as Zhanzhuang for free. Other majors or ordinary people often need to pay tens of thousands of yuan in tuition to obtain them.
He will only...
Dama!
Fan Huaimin chuckled and said:
"Anyway, after joining the company, I still have to teach you these most basic things, so I might as well tell you now."
"Everyone else can, but you can't. This is also unfair!"
Said.
Fan Huaimin staggered his feet slightly, and his originally fierce and abnormal temperament turned into a silent and majestic mountain in an instant. Then he raised his hands and closed them in front of his chest, explaining:
"Ordinary pile techniques usually only include foot postures and hand postures, but what I want to teach you also includes heart postures - Bao Yuan Shouyi!"
"Baoyuan Shouyi was originally one of the classical Taoist cultivation methods. It means that people cannot have an empty mind and think about nothing, so they have to visualize the existence of something in their mind and use it to achieve a state of peace of mind. …”
"This visualization object can be anything, including a statue of a god, a vase, dog shit, a man in a leather jacket, etc., but it is best to be something static or regular, so that you can enter tranquility as quickly as possible.
Like me, when I was visualizing since I was a child, I always had a big bowl of braised pork rice bowl, so my master and brothers all like to call me General Rice, but they actually envy me in their hearts. I can visualize delicious food without getting sick. Crazy thoughts. "
"Once you have completed the visualization and become still, it means you have mastered this pile. When others attack you, part of the punch force will be transferred to the ground, and the trauma to the body will naturally be much less."
Su Luo imitated Fan Huaimin's posture, with his feet slightly outstretched and his hands closed in front of his chest. However, without closing his eyes, he could not "hold Yuan and Shouyi" at all, and it was difficult to imagine a certain situation in his mind. thing.
At this time, Su Luo's heart moved and he remembered the visualization of the Supreme Sword Tomb.
perhaps……
Can you give it a try?
Su Luo's eyes gradually became blank, and all his attention was focused on the vast and mysterious picture.
gradually.
In his mind, a scene suddenly emerged.
On top of the dilapidated tomb, there are six magic weapons of different shapes and dazzling brilliance!
Not only that.
He actually had some mysterious connection with the six divine weapons at the same time, but the connection was too weak to pull out the other five unknown artifacts from the sword tomb!
In fact, a pure black black iron sword actually cut off the connection with Su Luo.
"Can't be greedy!"
"First try to achieve tranquility successfully!"
Su Luo held his breath and focused all his attention on the Frost Dragon Bird, and his mind suddenly fell into chaos.
Subsequently.
On the huge scroll, only the sword of Shuanghan Longque was left.
No!
It was as if there was only an ice blue long sword left in his mind!
With a thought, the visualization of the Supreme Sword Tomb also disappeared.
There is only one sword in my mind!
At this time.
Fan Huaimin's voice came from far away, "After falling into silence, press down hard with both feet until all your muscle strength, including but not limited to feet, calves, thighs, abdomen, chest, neck, head, arms, every muscle strength , are all connected to the rhythm of the earth, this is..."
“Be patient and immovable as the earth!”
"So, the name of this pile is - the Anren Ksitigarbha pile!"
Su Luo's mind was completely focused on the Frost Frost Dragon Bird. As the sword tip went downwards, it seemed as if every ounce of strength in his body was concentrated under the sword tip!
next moment!
The frosty dragon bird suddenly moved and was inserted into the soil of the sword tomb.
It was exactly this second,
Su Luo suddenly felt a strange rhythm.
However, my mind, muscles, channels, Qi and other powers have formed a certain internal rhythm, which does not seem to be consistent with the mysterious rhythm coming from the outside world. It takes a lot of time to adjust it bit by bit and finally complete it. Sympathetic resonance.
Half asleep and half awake.
There seemed to be a collision from the outside world, but with the rhythm of Su Luo's body, he blocked it effortlessly.
never mind.
Leave it alone!
Su Luo was immersed in the wonderful feeling of conforming to the rhythm of the inside and outside. The depth of the frost dragon bird inserted into the soil increased from the initial three inches to five inches.
He had a vague hunch: If the three-foot-three-inch sword blade was completely inserted into the soil, it would completely resonate with the mysterious rhythm~
"Gulu~"
My belly gave a warning.
Su Luo woke up from a dream and reluctantly ended the state of tranquility. When he opened his eyes, he found that General Fan was holding a bowl of braised pork rice bowl and eating it. There were piles of empty bowls beside him, and he was stunned. He was stunned and said:
"Senior Fan, the third punch...?"
The tone was hesitant.
After all, it is impolite to disturb others while they are eating.
Wang Chuyi on the side covered his mouth and chuckled: "The third punch has already been punched."
Fan Zhidong nodded and added:
"Left fist."
