Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 16

"Well, I understand. Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I didn't kill people indiscriminately." Situ Changfeng still explained to Uncle Zhong.

"Well, the young master will go to Luoyang Martial Arts Academy in three days. You have just cultivated to vent your anger. In the past few days, you should consolidate your strength and the old slave will make arrangements." Uncle Zhong didn't press the question, but changed the topic with a smile.

Situ Changfeng asked Uncle Zhong to buy two pewter guns and iron rings for Iron Fist training. As for the dispensing of Iron Fist training, he had to find a way to make money by himself. After all, the family didn't have much money, so I knew that.

Practicing martial arts hurts the body. The more powerful the martial arts, the higher the requirements on physical fitness. The heavier the load on the body when performing and practicing. The prescription for martial arts training is also a secret technique and has never been spread to others.

You can practice without a prescription, but it will cause too much damage to your body. If you do this for many years, it will be difficult to live long if you damage your foundation. This is all mentioned in the Iron Line Fist cultivation method.

Iron Thread Boxing is a boxing method that cultivates both internal and external aspects. Relatively speaking, it pays more attention to physical fitness and physical fitness. This is the most detailed set of exercises developed by Situ Changfeng. Don't want to rush.

During the three days, Situ Changfeng was mostly practicing Lieyang Kung Fu. Since he had practiced the simplified version first, the integration was very logical this time, and since it was directly instilled by the system, there was no problem of mistakes.

In three days, the internal breath has changed from a trace to a single trace, and it can be used freely. When it is added to the moves, the destructive power will increase with the amount of true energy added.

In the past, when Situ Changfeng practiced against Han Niu, he didn't even dare to take his moves, even if Han Niu restrained his strength, it would make his arms numb, and with the addition of true energy, there would be no problem if he forced it. The only pity is that three hundred true qi, at most ten strokes, will bottom out.

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Luoyang Martial Arts Academy occupies a very large area, located five miles outside the city, at the foot of a mountain, and a river passes by.

The Martial Arts Academy has an ordinary appearance, just like many residential buildings connected together, but the walls block the view, so that no one can see inside.

Situ Changfeng slowly approached the Martial Arts Academy with Han Niu, and lined up behind the crowd.

Every year, the Martial Arts Academy recruits many new students. Those who have potential will increase their training efforts, and those who have no teaching will graduate after one or two years. They will be assigned to various places as low-level officials, generals, or return to their own families.

Like Situ Changfeng Changfeng, who not only cultivated his true energy, but also had a clean fortune, and he was not a child of a big family. He was the favorite of the martial arts academy, and he was also the target of the royal family and aristocratic families.

"Those who have cultivated true energy stand to the left, and those who don't have to stay where they are." A tall, burly member with thick arms and muscles like the roots of an old tree walked out of the martial arts academy, holding his big fists and said viciously loudly .

With steel whiskers all over his face and a fierce aura, the hearts of those who came to sign up jumped, and they were honestly divided into two teams.

After walking in, it was discovered that he was nearly seven feet tall (three feet and one meter), with a tiger's back and a wasp waist. As he advanced, he seemed to be approaching like a beast, and the people standing in front took a few steps back unnaturally.

There were only a dozen or so people on Situ Changfeng's side who had cultivated their true qi. As soon as the front retreated, Situ Changfeng in the middle was given way.

The fierce man looked at Situ Changfeng immediately.

Although Situ Changfeng was also surprised by this man's aura, he looked much fiercer than Dong Ping, but fortunately he had killed people before, so he didn't show any signs of distress. When the crowd moved away, he looked at the fierce man carefully. .

"Huh!" The fierce man looked at Situ Changfeng, and immediately noticed the strangeness in his eyes, and found that Situ Changfeng was not afraid of him at all, so he made a surprised sound.

"Surname Situ?" The fierce man took a step forward, staring at Situ Changfeng and asked.

"En!" Situ Changfeng was not surprised, because many people in Luoyang should have heard of these eyes, so he just responded with a nasal voice.

"Hmph!" Seeing Situ Changfeng's expressionless face and cold answer, the fierce man snorted dissatisfiedly, and strode forward again, walking towards Situ Changfeng.

Situ Changfeng suddenly felt the pressure increase greatly, and a mountain of murderous intent came over him, making him feel as if he was facing death.

Forced by the momentum, Situ Changfeng was like a cat with explosive fur, his hands formed into fists, and he moved up and down, clamping down on the sheep and horse under his feet, staring at the fierce man with both eyes.

"Eh!" The fierce man was surprised when he saw it. He didn't expect that under his momentum, Situ Changfeng could actually counterattack. He couldn't help but exclaimed. He stopped and looked carefully, only to find that Situ Changfeng actually had a faint trace of light on his body. He was filled with murderous intent, forced by his momentum, and made gestures that he had never seen before.

Moreover, the pupils in the eyes shrank and became very strange, and even his own eyes met, and he was in a daze.

"Haha, good boy! That's right, I'm General Yuchi Jingde. If you're interested, you can choose my subordinate." The fierce man, that is, Yuchi Jingde, stopped his momentum and laughed with a voice like a broken gong. The big mouth looks like a beast looking for food, or like a glutton swallowing the sky. If you look carefully, you can see the tonsils coming out of the throat and trembling constantly, and a strong bad breath blows towards your face.

"Uh! Okay." Situ Changfeng lost his pressure and felt relieved immediately, returning to normal. Although he was amazed that this was Chi Gong, the Duke of E, he still couldn't bear it. He suppressed his discomfort and answered respectfully.

"Hmph! Yuchi Heizi, we haven't arrived yet, so how can we pick people first? You must know that those who cultivate true energy must choose their own teachers." At this time, another loud voice came.

"Hmph!" Yu Chigong turned around and snorted coldly, but stopped talking.

Situ Changfeng saw a group of extraordinary people coming again. Although they were all unarmed, no one would doubt their force. They felt a little difficult to breathe when they were a few feet away.

As they gradually walked in, the momentum withdrew, and everyone relaxed. Situ Changfeng felt that his back was soaked. Peeking at it, the other people behaved even more unbearably. On the ground, if you want to say that it is the easiest, it is still a silly cow, as if nothing happened, still looking around, curiously looking at the people around.

The one who just arrived was the first one, with a thin face, bright eyes, not fat, but a big frame, wearing a crimson warrior uniform, walking like a tiger.

"This general, Qin Shubao, welcomes you to the martial arts academy. As long as you have the ability, you can be reused here. Everything else is useless in the martial arts academy. Whether it is status, money, fame or fortune, if you want to learn good martial arts, It depends on your own abilities." Qin Qiong glanced at the crowd and said directly.

"Wow!"

Hearing Qin Qiong's introduction, many people exclaimed. You must know that Qin Qiong, the Duke of Yi, stepped on both sides of the Yellow River, beat three prefectures and six prefectures with a mace, and shocked half the sky in Shandong. Qin Shubao is not only famous, but also an idol in many people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)