In the school field a moment ago, Zheng Fa had his eyes closed, and he didn't know how long he stood there.

When standing on the Songhe Zhuang, the looming air flow in his body would flow from time to time. The most obvious feeling was from the roots of his thighs to his toes and the inside of his shoulder blades. Every time the air flowed through, there was a sensation in these places. Feeling itchy from bones to skin.

Zheng Fa seemed completely unaware of this and remained motionless, constantly recalling the postures of the birds in the documentary, especially those similar to those in the "Heart Crane Sutra".

Miraculously, whenever a similar movement appeared in his mind, the airflow in his body would tremble, giving him a wonderful sense of coolness.

"Contemplation method?" A guess emerged, and the air flow in the body stopped beating.

He calmed down his mind again and stopped thinking about it.

The itch in his shoulder blades and pelvis was getting more and more maddening, and it was almost impossible for Zheng Fa to maintain his posture in Songhezhuang.

The itching reached its peak and suddenly disappeared. The shoulder blade where it was most itchy just now seemed to have an extra organ that had never been there before.

Zheng Fa suddenly realized that he had grown wings, crane feet, and his body was covered with feathers!

In other words, the images of flying birds that he had previously visualized in his mind gradually merged with his own, and he became the weird bird-man in the "Linghe Heart Sutra"!

And his consciousness seemed to have entered the birdman's body.

Although his eyes were closed, the darkness in front of him was broken by a bizarre sight:

He is flying! He was waving his wings, crossing the sky, soaring into the sky, as if he was going to reach the blue sky.

The boundless sea of ​​white clouds rolled under him. His feathers reflected the red sun in the sky, and the edges of his feathers were dyed with golden light.

The continuously trembling and growing airflow in his body became more and more restless, rushing left and right until it broke through his throat and turned into a loud and clear sound.

The sea of ​​clouds broke and the sun set. Zheng Fa slowly opened his eyes. The familiar school ground was still in front of him. Everything just now seemed like a dream.

The sky was already dark. Coach Xu put on his clothes and leaned on the stone bench nearby. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He seemed to be awakened by Zheng Fa's crane roar. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Zheng Fa with some confusion in his eyes.

"What's the sound? Hey, have you finished practicing?" His eyes slowly fell on Zheng Fa's feet, and he was a little surprised: "Have you mastered Songhe Zhuan?"

Zheng Fa looked at his feet and found that the green bricks under his feet were shattered inch by inch, forming cracks. This was the manifestation of the success of Songhe Zhuang.

The secret book of Songhe Zhuang says: "The body is like nine clouds in the sky, with nine roots under its feet."

When you practice this skill to the extreme, you can crush bluestones like the soles of Zheng Fa's feet with a single step of your thumb.

In the process of comprehending the "Linghe Heart Sutra", he unknowingly completed the "Songhe Pile". It can be seen that the "Linghe Heart Sutra" is indeed the core of the martial arts "Linghe Body".

"How long have I been sleeping?" Coach Xu looked at the sky around him, as if to determine whether he had been dreaming for a thousand years like in the storybook. When he saw the familiar scenery, he turned his head and stared at Zheng Fa, frowning deeply. , muttering in his mouth: "No, no matter how good your qualifications are, you can't succeed so quickly!"

He thought of the crane's roar he heard just now, his eyes trembled slightly, he looked at Zheng Fa, opened his mouth, wanted to ask, but did not dare to ask.

He seemed to have an idea in his mind, but the expression on his face told Zheng Fa that he himself couldn't believe this conjecture.

Zheng Fazheng was about to explain, but Coach Xu jumped up in front of him. He was like a galloping horse and his fist was like a shooting star, hitting him in the face.

Zheng Fa had no time to speak and instinctively stretched out his hand to parry.

The two were masters and apprentices, and had actually fought against each other a long time ago. Although Zheng Fa's talent was very high, it could not match Coach Xu's lifelong martial arts. Therefore, it was said that they were fighting against each other, but it was more of a point-and-click show. Coach Xu showed His strength may be less than 10%, and he is just feeding Zheng Fa.

But today, Coach Xu is different from the past. His punches are like moving mountains and seas, and he actually strikes with all his strength.

As soon as Zheng Fa moved his body, he realized that he was no longer what he used to be. Although the air flow in his body was still so thin and weak, it became continuous and full of vitality, moving around according to the movements of his body, making He has an extra level of reflexes that he didn't have before.

He felt as if he had just walked from the sea to the shore, and he had a sense of freedom and freedom.

The most important thing is that he felt as if there was a strange power in the surrounding space. As his movements flowed, the power of his movements increased greatly.

This has never happened before.

In this state, Zheng Fa not only did not fall at a disadvantage, but he and Coach Xu fought fast and looked evenly matched.

Instructor Xu's eyes shone brightly, and his movements suddenly changed. Zheng Fa could only take advantage of the situation.

After two or three moves, Zheng Fa suddenly realized that the move he was using at this time was actually the "Spirit Crane Piercing Cloud Hand" from the fourth volume of "Spirit Crane Body"!

Yes! Instructor Xu was still giving moves, but he was deliberately guiding Zheng Fa to use "Linghe Chuanyun Hand". Although he had not mastered "Linghe Body", he had been immersed in this martial arts for twenty years, and one of the moves The formula is all too familiar.

"You've mastered it!" Instructor Xu saw that although the moves of his Linghe Chuanyun Hand were unfamiliar, each move was extremely powerful, making him a little confused and afraid to resist. If it weren't for the blessing of "Linghe Heart Sutra", he wouldn't be able to resist. Probably so.

Not only was he not frustrated, but he laughed and repeated: "You've done it! You've done it!"

The laughter shook the night sky, then gradually became deeper and deeper, faintly choked with sobs.

The corners of his mouth were raised, grinning, showing two rows of big teeth, and he was almost getting carried away with his smile.

But at the same time, his eyes actually shed two lines of hot tears.

……

Outside the training ground, Gao Yuan and the nephew of Master Xu walked towards the training ground with lunch boxes in hand.

Master Xu's nephew was still apologizing to Gao Yuan: "I didn't expect you to have such a hard time. I misunderstood you, brother."

"Brother, you don't know, I deeply understand what it feels like to be around a genius. Alas, I thought I was used to it." Gao Yuan was depressed: "But when I met someone as reasonable as you, brother, I couldn't help but vent these grievances."

"It's okay!" Master Xu's nephew patted Gao Yuan's shoulder: "Although Zheng Fa has talent, I have a way to solve your knot."

"Brother, teach me!"

"Who am I?" Master Xu's nephew patted his chest: "I am your master's beloved disciple and personal disciple! I am also his nephew, the Xu family The only male of the next generation!"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm going to talk to my uncle. Since Zheng Fa is such a genius, the standards should be higher and the requirements should be stricter. Let Zheng Fa practice more in the future, and encourage us more. The most important thing is, don't compare us with him!"

"Isn't this... too unmotivated?" Gao Yuan's expression was a little tangled: "Shouldn't we learn from the good?"

"No, this is called being down-to-earth!" Seeing his expression, Coach Xu's nephew smiled and said: "Compared with us, what good is it for Zheng Fa? Isn't this an insult to his talent? Are we worthy?"

"..." Gao Yuan opened his mouth and couldn't say anything.

"Compared with him, what can we get except not being able to sleep every day?"

Listening to this, Gao Yuan couldn't help but nod his head. Obviously, he felt sympathetic and seemed to think it made sense.

"So, it's not us who have the problem, it's your young master, my uncle! They are the ones who are using Zheng Fa's standards to demand us!" Seeing that he agreed, Coach Xu's nephew patted his shoulder and said, "We should persuade them in the future not to compare us three!" "It seems that there is no need to persuade them." Gao Yuan suddenly said. "Huh?" "As long as Coach Xu is not crazy, he will not compare us with Zheng Fa." Coach Xu's nephew looked at Gao Yuan a little confused, obviously not understanding why this man said that. "He... was beaten to tears by Zheng Fa." Gao Yuan pointed at the two people fighting in the training ground, paused, and added, "Well, he cried miserably."

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