Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

"Idle is idle, let's go to the gym for a while."

Seeing that it was still early for dinner, Lin Qing bounced off the bed, got up and walked towards the floor of the gym.

When the elevator door opened, the sound of rhythmic music rushed to the face.

There are six to seven hundred square meters of space, rows of professional equipment, treadmills are placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, full of sports atmosphere, people have the urge to sweat.

Lin Qing didn't expect that there were still many people in the gym during this time period.

It should be an official private room. None of those who came to exercise were for muscle training. They were all wearing similar training uniforms.

Lin Qing's eyes lit up, he was gearing up, and the desire to practice martial arts rushed straight to his forehead.

He had wanted to experience this kind of practice atmosphere for a long time.

Chapter 140 Lin Qing's old problem strikes again!

Have to say, money is really a good thing.

This gym has all kinds of facilities, and even set up a lot of wooden dummy posts for the contestants.

To Lin Qing's surprise, this huge gym was like the Chuhe-Han world, with southern players and northern players on each side, practicing their own skills.

At a glance, there are obviously more contestants from the Southern School, and they are all silently punching and pushing hands.

The Northern School changed the scene, with only a few people leaning against the equipment and chatting.

Lin Qing didn't care about the invisible boundary created by these two groups of people, and he didn't bother to participate.

He first got on the treadmill to warm up.

First adjust the speed to 6KM/h, and run, Lin Qing found that his body didn't even respond at all.

Simply increase the value to full, the treadmill instantly emits the roar of equipment, and the speed of the track becomes an afterimage.

25KM/h is already the limit of modern treadmills.Forest

This terrifying speed value can only be used by professional athletes.

A run will not take more than 10 minutes.

The speed of Lin Qing's legs became faster and faster until they became blurred; his waist was like the top engine of a car, driving his legs to continue to explode.

"Can't it go any faster?"

However, after running for 10 minutes, Lin Qing frowned slightly.

To be honest, compared with the speed of running to Yongning Town every day in Xiheidui Village, this can only be regarded as a warm-up.

Feeling his body becoming active, Lin Qing pressed the stop button.

"Restraint, I'm here to exercise, not to destroy."

Seeing more and more people looking towards him, Lin Qing kept reminding himself.

The sandbags were destroyed in Xiheidui Village before, and the stone piers lost on Dongji Island didn't have much money, so they can bear it once or twice.

The fitness equipment here is all foreign goods, and he can't afford to pay for it if it is broken.

After completing the warm-up, Lin Qing found a clean free training area, tied a 50KG gravity ball around his waist, and began to stand.

Running heats up the blood, while stances relax the joints of the whole body and strengthen the control of the waist and abdomen.

This gym is exciting. Looking at himself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Lin Qing became more and more excited as he practiced, and his condition was adjusted to an excellent level.

After completing a sufficient warm-up, Lin Qing began to practice splitting and hanging palms.

Swallowing and opening and closing, undulating and twisting, the torso opens and closes like a bow, the chest and back swallow like a string, and the force it sends out is like a shadowless fast arrow leaving the string.

He became more and more active in the fight, and every time he opened and closed the big chop and hang, the joints that were relaxed to the extreme would make a crackling sound.

As the saying goes, a thousand dollars can't buy a single sound, which runs through the knots in boxing proverbs, and has the same meaning in the spirit.

The meaning of this sentence refers to how rare and precious the whole body is from tight to loose when practicing boxing.

Only by completely relaxing the whole body can the two arms be turned into real long whips and burst out with full strength.

To reach this level, there is no opportunistic method, only rely on daily accumulation and continuous practice, until all the moves are engraved into the bones, and they can be pinched like a muscle reflex.

In fact, making a sound with fists can be done with a certain level of skill.

Some players in the gym can also play well.

But that was mostly done on purpose, with brute force.

But when compared with Lin Qing's continuous, crisp sound like a falling cannon, the difference can be heard instantly.

Those martial artists who were still practicing boxing stopped what they were doing, realizing that a master had come to the gym.

You know, even if all the people who come to the gym are martial arts practitioners, there are not many real masters.

If you think about it carefully, you can understand, is it true that a master can let you watch him practice martial arts?

But Lin Qing didn't care at all, because the way he practiced boxing was the most common way.

You jog, Lin Qing also jogs, you stand up, Lin Qing also stands up.

But his effect is much higher than ordinary people.

After three or four times of splitting palms, Lin Qing was already panting slightly.

However, he did not stop at all and continued to practice boxing.

Different boxing methods feel different when hitting.

And this chopping and hanging palm is not as profound as Tai Chi, the way of exerting force is wide open and close, straightforward, the power pours down thousands of miles like a flood, and it is extremely fun.

This feeling is somewhat similar to foreign boxing, the more you practice, the more addictive you become, and the more you practice, the more energetic you become.

After beating him more than a dozen times, Lin Qing's strength was wiped out, and he fell heavily on the ground, panting heavily.

"Cool!"

He drank the mineral water from the shelf beside him, all the pores of Lin Qing's body were open, and his clothes were already wet with sweat.

Lifespan: 180

Qi: 292

Strength: 3.19∧

Spirit: 3.69△△

Speed: 3.15∧

Physique: 3.82∧

Free attribute points: 1.61

Skill: Zhaobao Taijiquan lv5 (171/5000)

Pao Hammer LV4 (274/1000)

Bajiquan LV5 (17/5000)

Youshen Baguazhang LV4 (2/1000)

Daomen swastika hand LV5 (4/5000)

Taiyi Jinhua Purpose LV2 (8/200)

Split palm LV3 (187/500)

All attributes skyrocketed by as much as 0.12, and free attribute points increased by 0.31!

This is the terrifying efficiency brought about by Bajiquan.

Lin Qing thought for a moment, in fact, the current attribute points are enough to directly cross the two levels of Pi Guai Zhang, and then synthesized with Bajiquan.

But instead of doing that, he just pulled it up to 4.

Since embarking on the road of mastering martial arts, Lin Qing has suffered a lot from being eager for quick success.

In addition, the new system functions have not been used yet, so it is inevitable that there is no guarantee that there may be any BUG.

So Lin Qing decided to fight steadily, wait for the next day to practice boxing, and then pull the split palm to level five, and combine it with Bajiquan!

Anyway, it was still early before the start of the game, so I wasn't nervous at all.

When Pi Guai Zhang has been promoted to the fourth level, it is more about the spiritual level, the understanding of this palm technique.

And this kind of contrast is even more profound after comparing it with Bajiquan.

The eight poles are like the scorching heat of midsummer and intimidating, the splitting is like the coldness of Qi and the harshness of winter, the beating of wings like an eagle, and the shedding of a snake's tail.

The two are vastly different, yet completely complementary.

It can be said to be as fierce as a tiger, as cruel as an eagle, as slippery as oil, and as cold as ice.

cat'.nine".Old;character:'number';small.say?group.:9?4..0::7!:5,7'?3,0;?3, code. code Lin Qingweiwei He leaned over, three feet off the ground, then lowered his shoulders to restrain his elbows, and made a big chop, exerting force so suddenly that his palms were almost blurred.

Swish!

This palm didn't hit the ground, but it hit the ground like a whip, making a piercing sound.

The airflow brought out by the palm speed can even make a sound, and the speed of the palm can only be measured by making an air flow model.

You must know that this is not nonsense. During the period of the Republic of China, Li Shuwen was able to do this.

"This fourth-level Piguazhang is already outrageous. If it is combined with Bajiquan, then it will be fine?"

Lin Qing couldn't help but feel a burst of enthusiasm. After learning from each other's strengths and complementing each other's weaknesses, these two will probably become the strongest actual combat techniques!

Thinking of this, he felt the power that had been exhausted surge back again, and his eyes began to search again.

Finally, it was fixed on a dynamometer not far away.

Lin Qing, who was above him for a while, didn't think much at all, walked to the dynamometer, took a deep breath, sank to his dantian, sank his shoulders and dropped his elbows, his whole body relaxed to the extreme.

Afterwards, his eyes shone brightly, and his muscles, big and small, all over his body exploded in an instant, and he slapped his shoulders with a flick of his shoulders!

Duang!

A loud noise was deafening and even overwhelmed the music. The masters who were practicing boxing in the distance trembled and looked at him one after another.

"not good!"

The [-]-kilogram iron plate on the gravity device exploded up and down, making a screeching sound.

After all, the iron wire couldn't bear the strength, and unexpectedly collapsed, and the bullets flew out.

Fortunately, the surrounding area is empty, if the flying iron piece hits passers-by, Lin Qing will be ready to sell his pants to fight black fists.

He patted his forehead, the expression on his face extremely helpless:

"It's a problem that the more you practice, the better you get. When will you get rid of it?"

Chapter 141 This is the real fight against cattle!

The maximum weight of the dynamometer is 201 kilograms, while the ultimate human strength is UFC player George St. Pierre, who can punch as high as [-] kilograms per square meter.

The area of ​​the fist face is about 12.06 square centimeters, converted into weight, theoretically speaking, the average is [-] tons.

Of course, this is just theory.

Because the effect of force is mutual, if you really want to hit 12 tons, the muscles and bones alone can't bear it, and it will shatter in an instant.

Therefore, the limit bearing weight of the dynamometer is much smaller than 12 tons.

But for top boxers like Tyson, if their strength is converted into an attribute panel, it should be three to four times that of ordinary people.

In addition, when Lin Qing punched this punch, he turned his energy into a dark force, and the power didn't just act on the sandbag under pressure, but quickly spread to every place.

Therefore, it is normal to be able to dry the dynamometer.

After all, his current body has already surpassed that of ordinary people.

However, at this time, Lin Qing had already entered the time of the sage, and he regretted it very much.

It's cool for a while, and it's black boxing after the top.

The result of the impulsiveness of the superior at this time, the price is tens of thousands of Yuanzi.

Seeing a few waiters in the distance talking to the manager and walking towards him quickly, Lin Qing suddenly felt guilty.