Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

After testing his boxing skills, Sun Zhengguo tested his footwork.

This kicking skill does not refer to how much force a kick has, or how much destructive power it has, but rather a new discovery of his.

Sun Zhengguo discovered that as long as he transferred the power of Hua Jin to his legs and then exerted a little force, he could jump far away. This was a bit similar to the feeling of Qinggong.

This discovery made Sun Zhengguo excited for a long time, but because there were guests at home, he did not test it in time.

Then, he transferred the power of Hua Jin to his legs and jumped upwards lightly.

Unexpectedly, although it seemed like he didn't use any strength, he actually jumped more than one meter high with just a slight jump.

"Not bad, good, come again."

This also made Sun Zhengguo feel playful. After all, who doesn't have a martial arts dream? Faced with the legendary Qinggong, who can resist such temptation?

After rounds of practice, in just a cup of tea, Sun Zhengguo had tested the limits of this kung fu.

At a height of three or four meters, he can jump wherever he points. Above this height, his accuracy becomes a little off, and above six meters, it is completely ineffective.

If there is a leverage point in the middle, you can jump freely as long as you don't lose strength.

Of course this is the height. If you jump forward, you can easily reach more than 5 meters with one jump.

If I work harder and add a running start, how can I hope to become an Olympic champion?

After completing this test, it was finally time for Sun Zhengguo's favorite mental power.

This mental power can not only make people's brains clearer, but also has endless uses.

For example, the feeling of oppression that Ning Dazhuang felt in the courtyard today was caused by Sun Zhengguo, but he just didn't admit it.

It's not that he was stingy and couldn't bear to part with two bottles of homemade wine, but he was doing a little experiment on his brother-in-law.

Thinking of this, Sun Zhengguo did the same thing, and the mental force that penetrated his body pressed down on a big tree next to him.

There was definitely no problem with the trunk of the big tree, but some of the branches, including some thicker twigs, were bent down as if they were controlled by an invisible giant hand.

As Sun Zhengguo began to increase the output, some thin branches began to break. In the end, even the thicker branches were all broken.

At the end of the experiment, the whole tree was like a plucked bird, bare except for the trunk still standing there.

After destroying the tree, Sun Zhengguo did not stop. His mental power began to extend forward, extending to three hundred meters before reaching its limit.

In other words, from now on, the area within a diameter of 600 meters with him as the center will become his new territory, and he can confiscate any item as long as it enters this territory.

At the end of the experiment, Sun Zhengguo also tested the lifting power of his mental power. It was really speechless. He could only lift things of about ten kilograms.

Although it is more than doubled than before, what can this weight do?

But it’s better to have something than nothing. It’s probably difficult to fly in this life.

After finishing all the tests, Sun Zhengguo saw the destroyed scene and simply put all the branches and trunks into the space.

Then he kicked down the bare tree again, put it into the space, and burned it as firewood to avoid arousing the suspicion of anyone with ulterior motives.

After doing all this, Sun Zhengguo looked around again and found nothing wrong, so he slowly walked home.

After returning home, Ning Dazhuang had not finished soaking his tea yet. Sun Zhengguo looked at his watch and saw that an hour had passed, which showed how slowly he absorbed the medicinal power.

Sun Zhengguo, who was bored, played with his child for another hour before the door of the next room was opened.

Ning Dazhuang came out with a smile on his face. When he saw Sun Zhengguo, he immediately started to report the good news.

"Brother-in-law, this time the effect is very good. I feel that I have made great progress. If I do it two more times, maybe I can enter the Ming Jin you mentioned."

Sun Zhengguo looked at his brother-in-law's smug expression, his eyes full of disdain.

"I remember when I was a teenager, I used the same medicine and it broke my power in one go. Brother, how old are you this year?"

Sun Zhengguo, the sixth brother, left Ning Dazhuang speechless with just one sentence, and completely broke down his defense.

Ning Dazhuang reacted and said angrily: "Sun Zhengguo, don't be so arrogant, I just started late. If the situation is the same, who knows who is the master and who is the apprentice?"

"Haha!" Sun Zhengguo laughed, "Brother, I remember you didn't drink at noon? How come you are so drunk!"

"Stop talking nonsense here. Am I wrong?" Ning Dazhuang was still unconvinced.

"I don't want to know whether you are right or not. I'll tell you quietly. Do you know why I asked you to come and soak the medicine this afternoon?"

Ning Dazhuang shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Because I also took a bath once this morning, understand?"

After Sun Zhengguo finished speaking, Ning Dazhuang's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

Then he pointed at Sun Zhengguo and asked incredulously: "Did you achieve a breakthrough to the level of Hua Jin that is not even mentioned in books?"

Seeing this, Sun Zhengguo didn't bother to explain. He picked up the matchbox his son was playing with and, using his internal energy, threw it against the wall.

Then the miracle happened. The matchbox hit the wall like a cannonball and got stuck firmly.

"Brother-in-law, what does this mean? Is it glued?"

Ning Dazhuang originally intended to ridicule Sun Zhengguo by saying this.

However, reality gave him a hard slap in the face, as the matchbox slowly slid down the wall.

Ning Dazhuang was no longer calm. He quickly stepped forward to pick up the matchbox, touched it from both sides, and found that there was no glue.

Then he opened the matchbox and found it was filled with wood chips.

"Brother-in-law, don't tell me that these are all your masterpieces. Why do I feel like you are acting here?"

Even though no glue was found, Ning Dazhuang still insisted that it was all a fake.

"Hitting someone is like hanging a painting. The hidden power is hidden inside. Believe it or not."

After Sun Zhengguo finished showing off, he snatched the matchbox from Ning Dazhuang's hand, poured out the sawdust inside, and then handed the box back to his son, letting him play with it by himself.

"Wait!" Seeing Sun Zhengguo was about to leave, Ning Dazhuang grabbed him.

"Brother-in-law, tell me honestly, did you pinch my neck during lunch?"

Ning Dazhuang didn’t care what realm Sun Zhengguo had broken through to, but he didn’t figure out this question. He always felt it was unbelievable. Could it be haunted?

"Brother, you are so funny! During lunch, I sat so far away from you. What did I use to strangle you? Are you hallucinating?"

After Sun Zhengguo finished speaking, he no longer wanted to argue about this issue with his brother-in-law, so he took his son and went to find his mother.

In the huge yard, Ning Dazhuang was the only one still standing there, unable to let go for a long time.