As soon as New Year's Day passed, time entered 2004.
Traditionally, the New Year's Day party is the last carnival for students before the final exams...
After that, I have to concentrate on preparing for the final exam, and the atmosphere on campus becomes busy and tense.
Of course, these things have little to do with me.
Anyway, the top spot in grade must be mine!
Especially after entering the realm of [Condensing Energy into Reality], I found that not only the speed of practicing various spells and spells was getting faster, but the efficiency of learning scientific and cultural knowledge also continued to improve...
One early morning in late winter.
I went to the school woods alone to box.
It has been more than three years since I entered Anjin...
My various physical qualities are constantly increasing, including strength, speed, endurance... all aspects of improvement!
There are more and more places where dark energy can be generated.
Palms, arms, soles of feet, legs, waist and hips... Basically, except for the head and some places where it is difficult to exert force, you can release dark energy to hit people.
The "National Martial Arts Comprehensive Record" left to me by my master said that when boxing and martial arts incorporate Hua Jin, it means that the energy is developed throughout the whole body.
Every pore, tendon, and muscle on the whole body...all can be controlled freely and the energy can be evenly distributed. Being able to be strong will make you strong, and being able to be soft will make you soft. This is perfect control over the physical body!
In her self-written "Guoshu Zonglu", she borrowed the words of Xue Dian, the martial arts master of the Republic of China, to describe the state of "Hua Jin" as follows: Jin Qi rises from the clouds of all 84,000 pores to breathe, which is the true spirit of the spirit. Breathing, it is difficult to enter the path without true teaching, and it is difficult to reach the state without perseverance!
Internal energy has already penetrated the whole body. As the saying goes, one feather cannot be added, and flies cannot fall!
In other words, even if a feather or a fly lands on the shoulder, the body will automatically send out strong energy to kill it - no human reaction is even required!
Just the instinct of the body can generate energy.
Or if water drops drip, they will be bounced away directly and will not get wet on your clothes.
Of course, the fate of this martial arts master was not very good. In the end, he was surrounded and shot by more than a dozen submachine guns and died... It was considered an unjust death, so these words will not be mentioned for the time being.
"My Anjin has reached a relatively high level, but there is still some distance between it and Dacheng. As for transforming the energy, I'm afraid it will take a year or two of hard work before it can be achieved!"
But it doesn't matter, I'm still young.
I got rid of distracting thoughts in my mind, calmed down, and practiced Tai Chi, Xingyi, Bagua, Baji, Wing Chun... and other different boxing techniques one by one. My fists were like a startling giant and my body was like a swimming dragon.
As he stepped forward, shallow footprints appeared on the hard concrete ground of the grove.
The softness of the pine opens and closes, the heart and mind are united, the intention and Qi are united, the Qi and force are united!
The dark energy is booming, and the energy is spurting out like a needle!
My body relaxed, energy flowed through my body, and my fists slowed down... It was like the kind of gymnastic exercises the old lady in the park did...
But the reality is completely different!
Because my muscles feel like a galloping horse, and they are as red as a burning iron! It trembles slowly like a wave!
"call"!
"suck"!
Sounds of steady breathing came from my mouth and nose!
Punch and exhale! Close your fists and inhale!
As I exhale and inhale, punch out and retract, the pores all over my body open and close more and more violently.
At the end, every time you exhale, the pores on your body also open, and the pores are like boiling water, with mist and hot steam rising!
In the icy cold wind in the late winter morning, clouds of sweat are rising from my body!
It's like a big furnace emitting billowing heat!
Finally, I closed my fists with my hands and placed them on my abdomen.
Turn your palms up, touch your fingertips, and suddenly lift them up to your eyebrows!
Click again.
Open your mouth at the same time...
Chirp! ! !
A stream of white air spurted out from my mouth, like a slender arrow, it sprayed out three feet away, condensing but not dispersing, clearly visible.
It didn't disappear until two or three seconds later!
And my energy was exhausted, and I was sweating profusely all over. The cold wind blew, which made me feel very comfortable.
There is a sense of contented exhaustion.
"What a great skill! Exhale like an arrow! Young Grandmaster, this is the Young Grandmaster. I didn't expect to see a Young Grandmaster again in this era."
An exclamation came from behind a big tree behind me.
I smiled.
"Brother Li, although we don't know each other very well, we have met a few times. I don't have the idea of being self-conscious. If you want to watch me practice boxing, just watch it openly. Why are you hiding aside?"
As he spoke, he turned around and saw Li Mao walking out from behind a tree.
This Li Mao is the bodyguard of Zhang Qingyuan, the old principal of No. 1 Middle School. Ever since he met them once when practicing boxing in the woods more than a year ago, he has met them several times since then.
"Brother Wu, how did you know it was me?"
"You have practiced Tai Chi and learned grappling. These skills are instinctively integrated into your behavior. You can hear it from your breathing and footsteps."
What? !
Li Mao was shocked, then calmed down.
"It is said that the powerful martial arts masters in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China all had the ability to identify people by listening to their voices. As expected, Brother Wu, you also have it."
I waved my hands and smiled bitterly.
"Brother Li, please don't try to defeat me. The lowest threshold for a master of martial arts is to have mastered Hua Jin. I'm still just Dark Jin, and there is still some distance between me and Kung Fu."
Li Mao chuckled.
"Anyway, in the eyes of people like us who haven't mastered Ming Jin yet, Brother Wu, your kung fu is already out of reach."
I spread my hands.
"Okay, Brother Li, you keep complimenting me as soon as you come up. This is not your character. Tell me, do you need my help with anything? Let's get straight to the point."
Hearing what I said, Li Mao sighed, and the expression on his face became a little sad.
"Sigh...Actually, I took it upon myself to ask for your help this time, Brother Wu. The old director has something wrong with his health."
The "old director" Li Mao refers to is Zhang Qingyuan.
He served as the director of the Education Bureau of Chongqing City, and before that, he was the principal of Chongqing No. 1 Middle School.
Although it happened thirty or forty years ago, Zhang Qingyuan has more feelings for Yucheng No. 1 Middle School than the Education Bureau.
Not only does he live with his family in the family compound of retired cadres in Yucheng No. 1 Middle School, he also often comes to No. 1 Middle School for walks...
I frowned upon hearing this.
"Brother Li, the old principal has a physical problem and is sick. He should go to the hospital to see a doctor. With his status and retirement benefits, he can go directly to the special ward and specialist consultation. What are you doing with me, a high school student? ?”
Some monks like me are confused and find it inexplicable.
Li Mao said with a wry smile.
"Brother Wu, if it is an ordinary disease, it is natural to go to a tertiary hospital to see an expert for diagnosis. In fact, we have taken the old director there many times. There have been several expert consultations, but no problem was found. I think... …”
He glanced at me and seemed a little hesitant.
But he finally gritted his teeth and said.
"I suspect that the old director is possessed by something evil! It's even possible that he was touched by something dirty."
Um?
When I heard this, I felt a little weird, thinking to myself.
"That's weird! I never told them that I can do magic and catch ghosts? In their eyes, I just practice martial arts."
