Martial Arts Master Chapter 160: I come

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The grass grows by the lake, the leaves are fresh green, and the morning mist overflows with the smell of spring.

Lou Cheng breathed the refreshing air, carrying the items he was waiting to take to the martial arts club, and jogging to the place of daily exercise to complete the initial warm-up.

The healing of his right arm made him feel light, and he couldn't wait to immediately start performing the "Lei Yin Zhen Chan" skills he had realized.

When he arrived at his destination, Old Man Shi was already waiting there. He glanced at his running posture and was a little surprised:

"Is everything healed?"

"Well, it may be because of the awakening of the Frost ability, the body is stimulated and strengthened." Lou Cheng explained with a smile.

Old man Shi tut: "You are really good at playing cards out of order...As a teacher, I also plan to see your frost ability today, touch its characteristics, so as to improve your arm injury and teach you after healed Things, I didn’t expect you to be fine today. Forget it, you still have Lei Yin Zhen Chan to practice. Don’t be in a hurry. Let’s show the Frost ability first.

"Yes, Master!" Lou Cheng first put the bag he was carrying next to the tree, and then set his posture to run the cold current in his body.

Slap! He shook his left arm, patted it with a palm, and printed it on the trees.

During this process, Old Man Shi’s eyes suddenly cast a layer of ice blue and almost white, as if it became an eternal crystal ice.

They quietly illuminate everything around them. Although they can't see through clothing or flesh and blood, they clearly outline the trajectory of things that affect each other, thus showing the details contained therein.

Seeing that the hoarfrost palm print that appeared after Lou Cheng retracted his hand was fleeting, Old Man Shi nodded slightly:

"Okay, I probably understand. If you think about it, I can teach you tomorrow. You can start other exercises."

Lou Chengdao said "Okay", but he didn't rush to practice "Thunder Yin Zhen Zen". Instead, he stood quietly, practiced routines, tempered his body, and repaired Blizzard's twenty-four blows, as usual.

His right arm has just recovered from the injury and is still in a relatively fragile stage. He is inactive, does not warm up, and does not adapt to the feeling of tempering. If he goes directly to "Thunder Sound Zen", he will only get hurt again. If you get injured repeatedly in the same position, it will easily become a habitual old injury, and it will be difficult to completely cure it.

So, the old man Shi's judgment on his injury was that it would be normal for about two weeks, five days of rest, let the injury heal, and more than a week of restorative exercises, before he can play the ring alive again without staying behind. Hidden dangers.

Happiness! Lou Cheng beats Blizzard twenty-four times again and again, and finally feels that his right arm belongs to him again. Every muscle adjustment, every detail of force exerted, is under his control. in!

After tempering the rest, Lou Cheng took a rest, closed his eyes, and stood still on his feet. First, he recollected the technique of "Thunder Yin Zhen Zen", and then visualized the thunderclouds making up for the thunderbolt. Picture.

In "Booming Sound", he controls his body, and according to his passive experience last time, he tightens the muscles of his hands, forearms, forearms, shoulders and back one by one, as if he is compressing them, and then sends them under his feet. Force, let the violent rebound pass through the ankle joint, knee joint and corresponding muscles from the waist and hip, and then purely use it and the spine to push the left arm to make a fist.

As soon as he approached the target in the void, Lou Cheng's tense muscles all "spread", like the explosion of a cannonball, tearing the gas and making a low sound.

Boom!

With a punch, Lou Cheng's body trembled, but he didn't feel the obvious shock.

This attempt at "Lei Yin Zhen Chan" failed!

"Not enough tension, not enough pressure, not the right rhythm..." Lou Cheng was not upset, but took it for granted. Even if he got the knack and found the threshold, it is not easy to master a martial arts. Trial and error are inevitable!

Boom! boom! boom! He played with left and right hands in a series, repeatedly failing and repeating again.

With his physical strength, sweat was gradually secreted from his forehead and back. Had it not been for the relief of fatigue, he would have had to wait until tomorrow to practice again.

But these failures were not useless, allowing him to eliminate mistakes little by little, get new feedback, and confirm his adjusted thoughts, only to feel that he has stepped on the threshold!

After four or five days of training, Lou Cheng's muscles tightened, his feet pressed inward, and he shook out his right arm, clenched his fist and pressed his feet inward.

Boom!

The electric clouds rolled in his mind, thunder roared, and his hands, forearms, forearms, shoulders and other tight muscles "opened".

Boom!

The air in front of Lou Cheng's fist seemed to be hit by a bomb, and invisible ripples swayed round after round.

"Hoo... OK!" Lou Chang sighed for a long time, feeling a little reverse shock.

Old man Shi has been watching by the side, occasionally pointing a few key points, making Lou Cheng suddenly cheerful, at this moment, he smiled badly:

"Only you can practice in this perverted way...but don't go too far, your right arm is still relatively weak."

"Well, you are just getting started with Lei Yinzhen's Zen calculation, and you can start combat if you are proficient."

After speaking, he carried his hands on his back and walked away slowly, until he returned to Changqiao, he cursed:

"This **** is simply not a human being. Sooner or later he will consume that stuff like this..."

Lou Cheng was ignorant of the complaints behind his master, and devoted himself to the proficiency of Lei Yin Zhen Chan, in order to internalize that feeling into instinct as soon as possible.

Boom! boom! boom! After punching his left hand and his right hand, he continued to create shocks, like a terrifying humanoid beast.

I don't know how long it took, he finally put away the shelf, squeezed his right arm, and decided that it was enough.

Telling out the towel from the bag and wiping the sweat, Lou Cheng started the final exercise again, improving his endurance!

After he hid the bag, he ran fast along the lake, squeezing himself, ran, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Li Mao stood by the lake, closing his eyes and practicing!

"Brother Li?" Lou Cheng approached curiously and shouted.

Li Mao opened his eyes and smiled heartily: "Orange, let's run into it again!"

"The main reason is that you rarely get up in the morning..." Lou Cheng teased.

Li Mao smiled and said: "I don't have your abnormal physical strength. The four hours of special training has already caused a lot of burden on the body. If you exercise in the morning, sooner or later, I will be fatigued and injured. But after the battle yesterday, I I feel that a lot of things in my heart have vented out, and it is rare to experience the taste of Ninghe, so I want to try to increase the practice of static piles to see if I can grasp the inspiration and successfully embrace Yuan Shouichi."

"Not bad." Lou Cheng praised and encouraged, "There is hope!"

Li Mao nodded, and finally smiled and said: "Actually, I also met Senior Brother Sun Jian just now."

"He also started morning exercises?" Lou Cheng asked in surprise.

Sun Jian is not like such a person... He is really just a ticket to martial arts!

"No, Brother Sun Jian was reading the endorsement in the morning, saying that he wanted to go back to Huahai with Sister Lin after graduation, and go there to work hard." Li Mao explained.

It turned out to be like this... Lou Cheng was stunned for a while, then made a fist and waved:

"Then everyone, come on!"

"Come on!" Li Mao also waved his fists.

While turning around and continuing to run, Lou Cheng recalled the scene of the dinner celebration last night:

Li Mao holding a beer glass, his eyes were slightly flushed and looked around:

"I'm not very good at talking sensational things. I owe you a thank you for this period of time. Well, now I use the lyrics of an old song to express my thoughts."

"A word, a lifetime, a whole life, a glass of wine!"

After singing this sentence, he drank the wine in his hand and toasted three glasses in a row.

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Tiantongguan is located in the Shaoheng Mountain in the western suburbs of Songcheng. It has a quiet environment, a martial arts heirloom, and incense.

It's spring day. Many tourists come here on weekends to take a walk, which adds a lot of popularity to the only ordinary Taoist temples, but this does not damage the evergreen, quiet and cold feeling of the pine and cypresses here.

"I'm going to the courtyard, you can just stroll around by yourself." Yan Zike looked around cutely, and told Lou Cheng, "Let's talk about it!"

"Okay!" Lou Cheng shook the phone in his palm and watched the girl enter the courtyard.

Then he put his hands in his pockets and wandered leisurely, breathing in the refreshing fresh air and the smell of incense floating in it.

After slowly admiring a statue of Taoist deity in the front hall and side hall, he stepped into the main hall and saw the statue of Sanqing standing in front of him.

The Yuanshi Tianzun stands high in the center, wearing a crown on his head, solemn and solemn, the moral heaven is on the left, gray hair, clear and natural, and the Lingbao Tianzun is on the right. The crown is elegant and vigorous. They are high above and looking down. , In conjunction with the slightly empty hall, brought out a deep and solemn feeling, so that the visitors couldn't help but worship.

"Very imposing..." Lou Cheng sighed, and decided that since he came here, he still meant to put on the incense sticks.

He turned around, took out his wallet, bought three incense sticks, and then walked to the front of the furnace~IndoMTL.com~ and worshipped Yuanshi Tianzun, meditating on the words of family safety, long love, and success in martial arts.

After doing all this, he inserted three sticks of incense into the furnace and bowed again.

After leaving the main hall, he walked around the backyard with a pure tourist mentality. Just turning the corner, Huo Di saw a crowd of people there, and heard the continuous crackling sound and the clash of fists and feet.

"Fighting?" Lou Cheng was curious, swam through the crowd like fish, and came to the front. He saw two figures fighting fiercely on a small square paved with bluestone, and a middle-aged Taoist priest was acting as a referee.

As soon as he stood still, he saw the young man wearing a black martial arts uniform sitting down on his hips, squirming his back muscles, using his right arm as a big spear, and stabbing forward.

And this seemingly ordinary blow actually made Lou Cheng feel like the opponent is in an ancient battlefield, carrying a spear, and sprinting on horseback.

"Okay!" he couldn't help but yelled.

The muscles of the opponent's back seem to have been trained to the same state. He is a rare player in the ninth rank of the professional!

Boom!

With one blow, the young Taoist priest opposite the man in the black martial arts suit was shattered.

"I lost..." The young Taoist priest did not struggle, and shook his head with a wry smile.

The man in the black martial arts suit didn't seem to have fun, he looked around and said:

"Who else wants to compete with me? Take advantage of the fact that there is a leader as a referee now!"

Lou Cheng's heart moved, and suddenly he was eager to try.

My own "Lei Yin Zhen Chan" finally started, I really want to try the actual combat!

As for the weaker right arm, wait for it to be the main guard...

At this moment, the man in the black martial arts suit with thick eyebrows and big eyes shouted again:

"Who else is going to come to learn?"

Lou Cheng sighed and walked out of the crowd, smiling while undressing:

"I am coming!" (To be continued.)