Resurrection of Spiritual Qi: Awakening the basaltic talent at the beginning

Chapter 11 Discovering Genius
In the evening, Fang Jingru reheated the meal and delivered it to her son's room in person.

After all, Liang Ping took a few mouthfuls in a hurry.I just finished eating, and then I immediately immersed myself in the "Seven Injury Fist" boxing manual.

Fang Jingru felt a little relieved when she saw that her son was just reading there and didn't do anything radical.I casually persuaded him not to stay up late and go to bed early, and then ignored him.

After Liang's mother left, Liang Ping once again immersed himself in boxing music.Learning boxing is not as easy as in novels and movies.First of all, you have to memorize the convoluted formulas and the routes of Qi and blood circulation, and then try it bit by bit.

Especially for a newcomer like him, you can't rush forward.

If it were him in the past, I'm afraid he really wouldn't be able to persist in this kind of boring and monotonous practice.

But now Liang Ping, no matter how mentally aged, is over 30 years old.He naturally understands the truth that no pains, no gains.

Liang Ping took out the end of the college entrance examination that year, gnawed at the boxing technique bit by bit, and digested and understood the content of the book bit by bit.

Time passed by imperceptibly.

After Liang Ping finished reading the whole book and looked up again, he was surprised to find that it was already early morning.

"Another night!"

Liang Ping rubbed his sore eyes and smiled bitterly.

He stayed up for two consecutive nights just after transmigrating. He should be the most diligent timetraveler.

Although I stayed up all night, my body was a little sleepy.But Liang Ping was very excited at this time.The whole day's labor yesterday was not in vain.He has basically mastered the operation method of Qishangquan.

Although the Seven Injuries Fist hurts others and oneself, it is surprisingly powerful.According to the book, it can convert the qi and blood consumed by the user into damage, and then apply it to the opponent in multiples.

According to this statement, in fact, Qishangquan should belong to the boxing method of augmentation.

And this kind of augmented boxing method is rarely circulated in the market, and even if it is circulated, the price is very expensive.If it weren't for the flaws in "Seven Injuries Boxing", this boxing manual would definitely not be so cheap.

Thinking about it this way, he can be regarded as picking up a loophole.

After one night, Liang Ping's blood value recovered a lot.

It has now reached 162.

The quick recovery probably has something to do with the fact that he added another 20 qi and blood yesterday.

He was full of energy and blood, and he had just learned Qishangquan at this time, he couldn't hold back immediately, and was a little eager to try the power of the new boxing technique.

Thinking of this, he didn't sleep at all.Putting on his coat, he hurried out.

When we arrived at the door, we inevitably met Fang Yaru who got up early to cook.

Maybe it was because she saw her son get up early yesterday, but Fang Yaru didn't say anything today.He just asked Liang Ping to let him exercise in moderation.

Liang Ping agreed casually and hurried out.Went to the park yesterday again.

He got up earlier today than yesterday, and there were not many people in the equipment area.

No one bothered Liang Pingle, so he competed with him for equipment.Immediately went straight to the test machine.

He took a deep breath, and then punched out.

boom.
With a muffled sound, the machine shook, and then a line of numbers appeared

760
Seeing this number, Liang Ping was not surprised.His qi and blood have not yet recovered, and his combat power will inevitably drop a little.

What's more, he didn't use his full strength for this punch.

Combat testing machines need to collect values ​​​​multiple times, and then estimate them by taking the average value.

Liang Ping was furious and punched the machine one after another.

751
860
930
Bang bang bang.
For a moment, a rhythmic voice resounded in the park.

At this time, at the entrance of the park, a muscular man about thirty years old and several young people were walking towards the equipment area.

Those young people wore uniform school uniforms, and the leading man also wore a badge on his chest.Looking at the pattern of the school uniform and the people exercising around, they immediately recognized these people as martial arts students from No. [-] Middle School.

No. [-] Middle School is a martial arts high school in Pengcheng and also a key martial arts college in the province.Being admitted to No. [-] Middle School is basically half a foot on the threshold of entering Wuhan University.

Students in Pengcheng are all proud to be admitted to No. [-] Middle School.

Feeling the attention around them, the students walked forward with their heads held high, with pride on their faces.

"What are you dawdling about, hurry up!" The teacher leading the team pointed at the students behind him bitterly.

Although the teacher said very harshly, in fact, these students were sweating profusely, and their foreheads and cheeks were full of stains washed out by sweat.

Obviously, before coming here, they had a very intensive training.

"If you don't sweat on the training ground, you have to bleed on the battlefield! Your class of students is the worst class I have ever led! Today your goal is to do ten sets of each equipment! If you can't complete the goal, today's Don't eat breakfast!"

After the teacher finished speaking, the students suddenly wailed.

Seeing the distressed appearance of the students, there was an aunt next to her, and she couldn't bear it, "Oh, these are still children, the trees need to grow slowly, and the water needs to be drunk in one gulp! Such training can't damage the children. !"

A young man next to the aunt said, "Mom, these are warriors, how can they be so expensive. The teacher is right, if you don't train well at ordinary times, if you really go to the battlefield, it will hurt them!"

A few other old men and old ladies also said at this time, "That's right, the rate of admission to No. [-] Middle School is so high, it's all because of the teacher's good practice!"

"It would be great if my grandson could enter No. [-] Middle School, but it's a pity that he is not talented!"

"Students, come on!"

Sensing the envious and respectful eyes of those around him, the teacher felt a little elated.

Warriors are highly respected these days, as a teacher of No. [-] Middle School, he is naturally honored.

A group of people walked to the equipment area, and the teacher was about to arrange for students to exercise.At this moment, the sound of Liang Ping hitting the testing machine came from over there.

The eyes of the entire team were drawn to it.

It is not uncommon for people to get up early and exercise in the park.

The teacher didn't pay much attention at first, but after a quick glance, he saw the numbers on the testing machine and his eyes were immediately attracted to it.

910 cards

The basic fist strength of a bronze mirror warrior!
The class led by the teacher is an elite class, and any student in their class can hit this value, or even higher.

But what the teacher cares about is not this, but Liang Ping's age.

Although due to the improvement of tempering realm, Liang Ping's figure has become much stronger.But the overall height has not changed, coupled with the childish face.

It's hard to ignore his age.

This boy is estimated to be thirteen or fourteen years old, right?
Such a young age, can hit such a high punching power.

This is genius!

I didn't expect that I would meet a young genius when I led the team out, and the teacher who led the team became excited in an instant.

(End of this chapter)