Chen Qingyan closed the door a little irritably and walked to the venue.
"Just call me and have a look." Lou Xiaoming followed behind and kept saying, "Just take a look, I want to see what effect Qi Jin has."
"I told you, stay away from me."
Chen Qingyan refused without hesitation. This was already the third day of his entry into the Jin Dynasty. The injury on his hand was less affected by the dual effects of the anti-jin Jin bandage and the medicinal wine. It was already healed, and it was estimated that it would be back to normal in a day or two. ,
"I want to see why you don't go to Fang Chunzhen. He entered martial arts earlier than me. Or you can go to the gym owner. If not, why don't you go train on your own."
Chen Qingyan's irritability was caused by Lou Xiaoming. After learning that he had successfully entered Qi Jin, he kept harassing him, wanting to know the effect of Qi Jin.
Chen Qingyan understood that Lou Xiaoming probably still longed to master extraordinary power, but he didn't want to be disfigured, so he was disdainful verbally, but hesitant in his heart. Especially when he saw the bandages wrapped around Chen Qingyan's hands, he was a little scared.
Chen Qingyan took off the bandages last night and saw that his hands were indeed covered with scars. Even if they healed, there would still be some small but dense scars, but as long as they were not scars on his face, he didn't care so much.
"Fang Chunzhen doesn't want to." Lou Xiaoming put his hands on the back of his head and muttered: "That guy was spoiled by Yang Ruyi the day before yesterday and showed it off, but we couldn't see anything during the day. Now tell him to fight again , I don’t want to live or die anymore.”
Chen Qingyan chuckled in his heart, but of course he didn't want to, because he, Senior Brother Fang, had already been severely reprimanded by his master, so how could he dare to use his energy at will again.
"Lou Xiaoming, if you really want to practice martial arts, I can teach you. And I promise you, practicing will definitely be better than not practicing at all."
Chen Qingyan and Lou Xiaoming came to the venue. At this time, many students were already sparring in the venue, and two boxing robots were being used.
Some of the students from the Polang Martial Arts School left, and new ones joined.
"Disfigured!" Lou Xiaoming said.
"Do you see my disfigurement?" Chen Qingyan reached out and touched his neck and face.
Lou Xiaoming said: "Fang Chunzhen said, you are lucky, the energy did not rush to your head."
Chen Qingyan crossed his arms and said, "Then why don't you practice? The one-month deadline is coming soon. If you don't get the approval of the gym owner, you have to leave."
"Hehe, that's not necessarily the case." Lou Xiaoming snickered.
Chen Qingyan ignored him and started boxing slowly in the gym.
"I told my dad about you, and he said that I can donate a batch of new equipment to the Polang Martial Arts School." Lou Xiaoming said proudly, "I can stay in the Martial Arts School as long as I want."
"Is it interesting? You are not interested. Also," Chen Qingyan slowly punched out, "you don't have to go to school anymore?"
Lou Xiaoming suddenly became frustrated.
Chen Qingyan stopped talking to Lou Xiaoming. After successfully gaining strength, he knew very well that master Hou Hua's one-month period was actually based on a person's martial arts talent.
The so-called recognition is nothing more than a process of examining whether the student can withstand the 'passing strength' in the use of Polangquan.
From Chen Qingyan's perspective, he can roughly estimate that if ordinary people want to practice Polangquan to the point where they can successfully enter Jin, it will take about three to five years of hard training to thoroughly understand the boxing techniques and completely master the force-generating techniques of Polangquan. Only then can they have a chance to successfully enter Jin. strength.
However, Polang Martial Arts School did not have enough resources, the number of resistance bandages was too few, and there was no time for ordinary students to slowly use them up. What the Martial Arts School needed was the kind of talented people.
Such as Fang Zhenzhen, such as several other senior brothers and sisters who have never met.
The reason why Chen Qingyan was able to master Polangquan to the core within half a month was because he awakened Su Hui, and three generations of experience fed him back, allowing him to quickly master this martial art that was not very sophisticated, and even seemed a bit superficial to him. effort.
Yes, in his opinion, the so-called Wave Breaking Fist is indeed quite superficial. What really makes it extraordinary is that ray of energy.
After entering Jin, after receiving the five major fist power training methods taught by his master Hou Hua, Chen Qingyan understood after a few days of digestion that Polang Fist Jin was just a rather mediocre martial art.
But after thinking about the origin of Wave Fist, I no longer feel surprised.
How can a martial arts learned secretly, a martial arts that doesn't even have core training techniques, get so advanced?
He did a few sets of punches to warm up, and when one of the boxing robots finally became free, he walked over and activated it.
After officially becoming a disciple, he, like Fang Chunzhen, can use the equipment in the martial arts gym at will.
It's possible as before, but Fang Chunzhen needs to watch.
Chen Qingyan chose four arms and four gears, and did not hit the robot too hard.
The injury on your hand hasn't completely healed yet, so you can't use too much force.
Seeing this, Lou Xiaoming also started practicing boxing on the side. While practicing, he asked,
"How do you think I played?"
"Very bad."
Chen Qingyan said without mercy.
Lou Xiaoming was not angry, but asked: "Tell me in detail what went wrong with me."
Chen Qingyan focused most of his energy on the boxing robot, but he still said:
"You made the mistake of using more force. Your fists and legs are so weak. Who can you hit?"
Lou Xiaoming stopped and said, "Fang Chunzhen said to use force from the waist, but I used force from the waist."
"you have not."
"I have."
Chen Qingyan simply shut up and said nothing.
If a person's mentality is not correct, he will not be able to accomplish anything.
Lou Xiaoming practiced for a while, but maybe he was tired or bored, so he walked away.
Chen Qingyan is still competing with the boxing robot.
Half an hour later, Yang Ru and Fang Chunzhen came over. Lou Xiaoming walked up immediately and practiced the Wave Breaking Fist.
Then he was laughed at mercilessly by Yang Ru and left the venue angrily.
"Senior Brother Chen, is the injury on your hand healed?" Yang Ru approached the boxing robot and asked with concern, her eyes full of little stars.
"Ah, that's almost it." Chen Qingyan responded casually.
Fang Chunzhen looked at Yang Ru's expression, and then at Chen Qingyan, a little annoyed: "If your injury is not healed, just go back to the room to practice."
Chen Qingyan lowered his head and narrowly avoided an iron wall, "Don't worry, it's okay."
The two watched for a while, and Fang Chunzhen took the reluctant Yang Ru aside to practice boxing.
After gaining strength, Chen Qingyan found that his physical strength was much better than before and he was able to practice on the boxing robot for an hour and a half.
When a person concentrates on something, time often passes quickly.
The sky became a little dark.
Chen Qingyan thought it was evening, but when he looked at the time, he found that it was only 3:50 pm, not even 4:00.
He walked out of the venue and found that the sky was covered with dark clouds.
It rained heavily the day before yesterday and yesterday, and it looks like it's going to rain again now.
He returned to the dormitory and put away his clothes. When he saw that the clothes of Lou Xiaoming and other students were still hanging in the yard, he went to remind everyone.
But when he returned to the venue, he found that a group of people had already gathered here.
Chen Qingyan's nose twitched a few times and smelled a strong smell of medicine.
He focused his gaze on the three men and two women in the center of the crowd, and then focused on the bandages on their hands.
Those bandages stained with fresh blood.
