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

Strength: 1.75△△

Spirit: 1.64△

Speed: 1.67△△

Constitution: 2.05△

Free attribute points: 0.73

Skill: Zhaobao Taijiquan lv4 (3/1000)

Thirteen tai chi piles lv3 (271/500)

Pao Hammer LV3 (224/500)

Bajiquan LV3 (177/500)

Shaolin Plum Blossom Pile Lv3 (89/500)

Opening the properties panel, Lin Qing was overjoyed.

The efficiency of this attribute brushing is getting higher and higher. In addition to the substantial increase in the remaining three attributes, the power has skyrocketed by 0.08.

Although the free attribute points are a little less than the previous practice, it should be related to the fact that I am not yet proficient in practicing Pao hammer on the pile.

After Lin Qing thought for a while, he directly upgraded the two sets of exercises to level 4!

Only 0.03 points of attribute points have been accumulated for so long.

There is something to gain if you give up. The fourth-level Pao Chui is not only a big killer move, but also the most efficient way to improve strength.

After being promoted to the fourth level, there is only one last checkpoint left for the Shaolin Plum Blossom Pile, which increases the stake to seven inches and the weight of the sandbag to sixty catties!

This difficulty can be increased more than a little.

Sensing the changes in her body, Lin Qing's pupils suddenly shrank.

After these two exercises also reached the fourth level, Lin Qing's martial arts realm finally broke through the limit, transforming from a quantitative change to a qualitative change!

Chapter 62 The muscles and bones must be loose, and the fur must be attacked!

In order to better understand the changes brought about by the fourth level, Lin Qing played the old two-way cannon again.

He struck extremely fast, pouring down the ground like quicksilver, and his strength was like firing a cannon, with crackling sounds one after another.

Every time he exerted strength, the pores of Lin Qing's whole body bulged like iron, and the hairs all over his body stood upright, even the hairs stood on end.

And Lin Qing's muscles and bones also became more relaxed, and the punches he flicked out were stronger and stronger in collapse.

This is exactly in response to the highest level of martial arts training, loosening inside and tightening outside, like lead wrapped in mercury.

He only took 2 minutes for the whole set of punches.

After finishing one set, Lin Qing suddenly realized.

"This is the so-called loosening of the muscles and bones, and the attack of the fur?!"

From a physical point of view, this is the highest physical state of Taijiquan.

The muscles and bones should be loose, and the fur should be attacked; the joints should be penetrated, and the spirit should be in the middle.

The so-called looseness means that when the proficiency reaches a state of ease, the muscles and bones of the whole body are completely relaxed.

In this way, the power of winding silk can be exerted to the extreme.

And "attack" refers to the natural reaction of the body after training to the extreme. It is the so-called yin and yang everywhere, and Tai Chi in the eyes.

This is the natural achievement of gong in boxing theory.

Although the whole set of guns was hammered down, it looked pretty much the same as before.

But the power contained in each punch is infinitely stronger.

This is exactly the transformation of Tai Chi from relaxed to fluffy, and only after reaching this state can one appreciate the mystery of it.

"After a set of boxing techniques, I didn't feel tired at all."

Feeling the changes in his body, Lin Qing sighed with emotion.

This Taijiquan is really mysterious. I thought it was a great achievement, but I didn't think it was far from it.

In the past, Lin Qing could also achieve this state, but he had to do it deliberately.

But now he moves with his heart and has formed muscle memory.

"The system of Chuanwu is bigger than I imagined."

Lin Qing couldn't help sighing.

Before that, he thought he knew enough about Pao Chui.

However, after mastering the key points of loosening the muscles and bones and attacking the fur, Lin Qing felt that the deeper he went into martial arts, the more he realized how small he was.

At noon, I made a bowl of truffle meatball soup, a plate of grandma's braised pork, and two stir-fried vegetables.

With this food supplement, the free attribute points and constitution each obtained an increase of 0.01.

When it was time for the appointment in the afternoon, Lin Qing changed into clean clothes and "jogged" all the way to Yongning Town.

Qin Lue was already waiting at the agreed place, and waved to him.

"Where's Master Zhu?"

Seeing him alone, Lin Qing asked curiously.

Qin Lue explained with a smile: "We came a bit early, Lao Zhu's Tai Chi class is not over yet."

Zhu Yanchuan ran a small Tai Chi class in the local area and took in a dozen or so students.

Although the tuition fee is not expensive, the income it brings him is not bad in this small town.

He teaches boxing for a few days a week, and spends the rest of the time cultivating his sentiments. Master Zhu is quite alive.

"How should I say it, little master of Tai Chi, do you want to go and see first hand?"

Qin Lue made fun of Lin Qing and teased him.

"Brother Qin, don't make fun of me."

Lin Qing was a little helpless, then smiled and said, "Let's go, I haven't seen a boxer giving a lecture."

The two went straight west along the embankment and came to the local old park.

From a long distance away, I saw a group of Tai Chi disciples in white gowns, standing on the bottom of a thousand layers, in groups of two and two, pushing hands slowly.

Seeing Lin Qing and Lin Qing, Zhu Yanchuan, who was correcting his disciples, ran over to say hello:

"Old Qin, brother Lin, I still have 5 minutes to come here, it's been a long time."

Qin Lue waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay, we are mainly out to play today, and we don't have any mission on our backs."

After greeting Zhu Yanchuan, Lin Qing stared at the group of pushing hands disciples with great interest.

Pushing hands is a unique practice method of Tai Chi, which he has never experienced since he has been practicing alone.

"Brother Lin, do you want to practice casually, let's join hands?"

Zhu Yanchuan saw some longing in Lin Qing's eyes, and said kindly.

"Is it possible? I haven't tried it yet."

Lin Qing scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha." Zhu Yanchuan was amused by Lin Qing's nonsensical words: "Brother Lin, what are you talking about, of course it's fine."

He clapped his hands and walked to the center of the crowd. The disciples immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at him together.

"Everyone is lucky today. A friend who is my teacher happened to come to me. He is a top Tai Chi expert. Next, we will push hands. You should be optimistic."

With a smile on his face, Zhu Yanchuan made a please gesture to Lin Qing after speaking.

With a swipe, all eyes focused on Lin Qing.

Unexpectedly, someone who can be called a master by the master is so young.

They were all looking at this handsome young man with curiosity in their eyes.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, you can't be called a master, only a little bit."

Lin Qing smiled awkwardly but politely, but his toes almost pierced the soles of his shoes.

He originally wanted to experience pushing hands casually and be done with it, but he didn't expect Master Zhu to do it so grandly.

"Brother Lin is playing push hands for the first time, so let's come here a few times, mainly to let you experience the fun of push hands."

Zhu Yanchuan smiled slightly, taking great care of Lin Qing.

He has been pushing hands for more than ten years, and even won a big prize in pushing hands competitions, so the aura of his predecessors naturally came out.

Although it was the first time, Lin Qing had just observed it for a while, and understood a lot.

It's nothing more than the fact that the two sides see each other's tricks in the way of shed, stroke, squeeze, and press, which has merit and defense.

"Thank you."

The two stood opposite each other, and Zhu Yanchuan made a gesture of invitation, very graceful: "Brother Lin, do you put your hands together alone or both?"

"Just one hand."

This pushing hands looks like the old man in the park dancing ballroom dance, but in fact it is much more complicated.

Just by type, it can be divided into single and double push hands, fixed step push hands, big stroke push hands, loose push hands and so on.

Lin Qing put his right hand behind his back, slightly bent his left hand and popped it out, palm facing the sky.

Zhu Yanchuan, who was still friendly just now, changed his appearance in an instant, his face darkened, and he slowly stretched out his left hand, facing Lin Qing's palm.

There was only half a finger between the arms of the two sides.

Zhu Yanchuan looked at his disciples, and specifically instructed: "Next, be optimistic about the tricks and splits between me and Master Lin, and don't blink."

The park became extremely quiet, and the disciples did not dare to breathe, and stared at the two of them.

Masters often decide the outcome in a flash.

Several disciples' eyes were sore, and they couldn't help blinking quickly, for fear that they might miss the slightest mistake.

However, after 2 minutes, neither of them made any big moves.

Zhu Yanchuan's face was solemn and stern, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Through careful observation, it can be found that every time he wanted to raise his palm or avoid it, Lin Qing moved his arm half an inch in advance as if he could predict the future.

Gudong~

Zhu Yanchuan swallowed subconsciously as if facing a formidable enemy.

The distance between the two was very close, and occasionally he would look away quickly when they looked at each other.

It feels like there is a big mountain in front of you, and you can't breathe.

He kept trying, kept raising his hands and changing his hands, but in the end he chose to give up.

It feels like a mathematician facing a century-old problem that no one can solve.

Lin Qing, on the other hand, always maintained the simplest posture of raising his palms, standing on the spot extremely relaxed.

Gradually, dense beads of sweat oozed from Zhu Yanchuan's back, and his heart seemed to jump into his throat.

The fighting spirit that was originally blooming in his eyes has completely dissipated.

This push hands practice is not only the eight methods of Tai Chi, but also the listening power of martial arts practitioners.

Lin Qing raised his left arm first, just to let him let go of the attack.

However, every time Zhu Yanchuan wanted to attack, Lin Qing could deduce the intention from his tense muscles and react quickly.

Don't look at it as simply raising or lowering it an inch.

This short inch is enough to grab the opponent's door at the moment of the opponent's attack, and end it with one blow.

If he attacked rashly, Lin Qing would be able to counter in an instant.

That's why the two of them seemed to have remained motionless.

The two sides didn't seem to move, but they were actually competing in secret, and the outcome was within a hair's breadth, which was really exciting.