The heat inside the body is rolling, and the blood is like a tide...
The broken bones in his arm grew back quickly, and he became stronger and stronger.
In the rhythm of Qi and blood, the whole body is transparent, and the muscles seem to be linked together to form a whole body.
There is a strange strength, teeth sprout from the inner organs, grow from the blood, and surge toward the limbs and bones...
Two points of Dragon Qi value, along with the movement of the mind, improve Liuhe Quan, and the state of the boxing technique changes from "mastery" to "small success".
This has reached the state of "combined force", and the body immediately undergoes earth-shaking changes.
Physical fitness is enhanced, suddenly increased from 14 points to 16 points.
He clenched his fist and felt the powerful force. The last trace of depression in Zhang Kun's heart was finally blown away by the wind like dust.
He punched out.
puff……
There was a soft sound in the air, and the slightest resistance seemed to be felt wherever the fist moved.
There was also an extremely subtle vibration.
'Strength generates strength, flesh and blood integrate. '
'That should be what the coach once said about staying strong. '
Zhang Kun carefully understood his power after reaching the "joint force" state, and he felt somewhat clear in his heart.
No wonder the Yuanshun Escort Bureau requires the escorts to reach the level of "joint force". The heroes who come to seek refuge also need to reach this level in order to gain dignity and respect in the Escort Bureau.
It turns out that only at this level can one truly be called a boxer.
In the previous stage, one can only be regarded as a layman, a boxing practitioner.
The reason is very simple. Before combining forces, all the power of the human body is scattered into one stream.
The strength of the feet is the strength of the feet, the strength of the fist is the strength of the fist, the strength of the waist is the strength of the waist...
Although there are various boxing techniques and methods, I want to explain that the force starts from the ground, passes through the waist, and is smoothly transmitted to the ends of the hands and feet. But in this process, no matter how advanced the boxing technique is, there will be delays and losses.
Once we reach the realm of "joint force", this problem has been solved.
Strength and strength are two different things.
The body is integrated into one, and various muscles with distinct functions are like large and small gears.
If you exert strength in one place, there will be strength everywhere.
At this moment, Zhang Kun's punches and palms, even with one hand or one finger, still have strong attack power.
His own strength has increased to more than 320 kilograms, and he can use it all at will without any loss.
It's not like ordinary people, who can only hit thirty or fifty kilograms with a fist if they have more than a hundred or two hundred kilograms of strength.
Improper use of force can also injure your wrists and waist.
The excess force was all offset by the linkage of the body's muscles.
The attack efficiency of Jin and Li are really far apart.
Agility also increased by two points, reaching 16 points.
Moving his feet slightly to feel the power, Zhang Kun initially estimated that even with a simple running speed, he should be able to run a distance of 100 meters within ten seconds.
Not only that, the speed of arm swings and the speed of leg kicks also became faster.
Even the brain's reaction ability has been improved, and the mind is as clear as if it had been washed with water.
'If you go to assess the escorts at this time, you should have a chance to pass Luo Qi's difficulties...'
Zhang Kun is not very sure about this.
My own improvement is an all-round improvement in quality from strength to speed to neurological reflexes.
Ordinary martial arts practitioners always have their own preferences.
Either stronger than strength, stronger than speed, or stronger than adaptability of moves.
I don’t know which category Na Luo Qi belongs to?
There is a high probability that his boxing practice will not be as comprehensive as his own...
At the same level, his chances of winning are definitely greater.
The only thing worth considering is that the opponent should have been practicing for a long time at the combined force level. I heard Wang Jingya say that Luo Qi's boxing skills have almost reached the bone-forging realm.
If we say that "small success" in boxing is the result of combined force.
Then, the "dacheng" of boxing should be at the high level of combined force. If you feel the attribute interface, you can still increase it with two points of dragon energy. Zhang Kun estimated that the next realm should still be at the level of combined force.
Taking the enemy into consideration, Luo Qi's strength should be at a level close to 400 kilograms of punching power.
After all, this person did not show any supernatural talent like classmate Wang Xiaoya.
From an ordinary physique to this level of boxing, the strength level can be judged, and the error should not be large.
Thinking that his current strength could compete with the famous bodyguard Luo Qiyu, Zhang Kun finally felt some comfort in his heart.
Before promotion, fighting against the incense master of an unknown sect was injured, which really made people feel insecure.
Now, I have some confidence.
…
When I walked to the entrance of the alley, I saw a small figure walking towards him under the orange light, holding an oil lamp and a smile on his face.
Not far behind is the open door of "Anrentang".
There seemed to be figures moving there.
"Cousin, you're here to pick me up."
Li Xiaowan took two steps and stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Kun's sleeve, feeling extremely happy.
She just said something, and she felt a little annoyed: "It's my fault. Today, Dr. Yang said that he would teach me some taboos in prescribing. It's rare that he was interested, so he came back late and didn't prepare any meals."
"It's okay. You can eat later."
Zhang Kun smiled and did not mention the dangers on the road when he came. His eyes moved slightly: "Since Dr. Yang is so generous, why don't you study more?"
"Yes, I also wanted to learn more, but halfway through the lecture, Dr. Yang said it was getting late and asked me to come back tomorrow."
Li Xiaowan looked puzzled, then smiled again: "You're here just in time."
Such a coincidence?
Zhang Kun pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "That's why I have to thank you."
As he spoke, under Li Xiaowan's incomprehensible gaze, he walked to the door of "Anrentang" and bowed his hands, "I haven't thanked Dr. Yang for taking care of my little sister. We are not far away and we can be considered neighbors. What will happen in the future?" If you need help, please ask."
There was no invitation, and it was not easy for Zhang Kun to come directly. After all, it was already night.
"Brother Zhang, you're welcome. It's windy and cold, so please be careful along the way."
A slightly old-fashioned voice came from inside the door.
Then, Zhang Kun completely understood that the other party must have sensed the unrest outside, and was worried that Li Xiaowan rushed home alone and found an idea to stay in class to teach.
Generally speaking, as a medicine hall doctor, how can he bother to teach an apprentice when he has nothing to do?
Also choose the time when it gets dark.
Very unreasonable.
The only explanation is that "Anrentang" discovered the traces of the people in Xiangtang, and even realized that he had fought with those people and won.
So, Li Xiaowan was asked to come out and go home.
It's not surprising that in such a big medicine hall, there are nursing staff watching what's going on outside.
At this time, the owner of the medicine hall didn't come out to meet him, probably because he didn't want to get involved with him, or maybe he was afraid of getting into trouble.
More understandable.
After Zhang Kun thanked him, he took Li Xiaowan and an oil lamp and took a detour to leave.
He wasn't going to walk through the alley again.
It wasn't that Li Xiaowan would be frightened by the corpses on the ground, but that he didn't want to see the kid with a broken leg.
When I see him, I feel a little more angry and helpless towards this era.
…
Inside the medicine hall, a middle-aged woman said nothing with a cold face.
There seemed to be ice gathering in the air.
A middle-aged man in his forties with a short beard and a thin build, he bowed repeatedly with a bitter look on his face.
"Madam, she is just a little girl. She is younger than both Jizu and Chengzong. What bad intentions can I have? I just don't want to delay her talent in studying medicine. I gave you a few words of guidance. What kind of jealousy are you doing? ah?"
"Honestly, who is she?"
The middle-aged woman's eyebrows were raised, her face was still cold, she didn't listen to the explanation at all, but there was a trace of fear deep in her eyes.
