Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 16 Martial Arts Judgment
"Consummation?" Someone subconsciously questioned, "But how long has it been since then? It's not possible that it was only one punch and nine punches on average last time, right?"

"The blood of a warrior in the life-defining realm is ignited, and he does not hesitate to waste qi and blood to help sharpen his tendons. In addition, he is naturally talented, and he can understand when he breaks through." Someone said faintly, and his tone was full of envy.

One step at a time, one step at a time.

Martial arts is not so much a race against others as it is a race against time.

Ordinary people's human tendons fully open at the age of fourteen or fifteen. If the family has the conditions, they can use some heaven and earth treasures to advance this time, and this is the beginning of martial arts.

After the beginning of martial arts, the three realms of the body, the muscles, the bones, the blood, and the blood that boils at the end must be at the peak of the human body's qi and blood. Normally, it is before the age of 30. After this period, very few people can become successful.

It is conceivable that Song Mingyu is so enviable. Less than 20 tendons are complete, and sufficient time means that he has a greater possibility to climb the peak.

"He seems to be in his early 15s? He's just a kid."

Everyone was silent.

'Is this the real genius? '

Lin Mo was also shocked.

With his outstanding physical fitness, others can only exercise for two hours a day. He can exercise for more than eight hours without sleep. Coupled with the experience of proficiency, the visible progress has always made people motivated, but it is still slow. step.

Even if he punches him, he will die, so if he is slow, he will be slow, and he needs to work harder.

Just when Lin Mo made up his mind to practice for two more hours tonight, the pharmacist in charge of martial arts judgment finally arrived.

I saw a group of people walking out of the backyard.

Headed by two middle-aged men in green shirts, one of whom Lin Mo had seen before, was the one he saw on the mountainside of the Dachan Temple yesterday. He had fair skin and no beard. .

The other person is carrying a black iron rod the thickness of a baby's arm, wearing a headband, with long hair tied behind his head.

Behind them are Chen Gang and a few white-shirted pharmacists.

The people who were standing in twos and threes began to stand up consciously, the noise disappeared, and all of a sudden it became quiet.

The middle-aged Eagle Claw Kung seemed to be unwilling to come here. As soon as he entered the venue, he stood aside, clasped his hands on his chest, hummed an unknown ditty, and glanced at random.

The middle-aged iron rod shook his head, stepped forward, coughed and cleared his throat,
"My grandson, Xinglie, is the Tsingshan pharmacist of Xu's Daoist Hall, and the current head of the family, Xu Jiuyin, judged the martial arts of Xu's apprentices in the 47th year of Qiguang in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"The person whose name is called below will go forward, report their age first, and then perform the Spirit Monkey Boxing exercise. There will be two chances in total, and the best record will be taken. Now everyone is withdrawing from the martial arts field."

"The first one, Ma Yuan."

"To!"

A burly young man trotted to the center of the martial arts arena, first clasped his fists in a respectful salute, and then shouted, "Ma Yuan, four punches!"

After a short wait for two breaths, the drill began.

It starts from the first type of spirit monkey coming out of the mountain, and ends with the No.12 type of spirit monkey presenting peaches.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
"Ma Yuan! Three punches! Can you continue?"

The young man named Ma Yuan stood with his fists closed, panting heavily, staring straight ahead, sweat dripping down his face and falling to the ground.

He was nervous, and there were many mistakes in exerting his strength, and the result was only three beeps.

There are [-] styles of Linghouquan, [-] ringings of Tongquan, and the third ringing is a step. Even though the difference between the third ringing and the fourth ringing is only one ring, the treatment of the representatives is very different.

"continue!"

"Hey! Ha! Clap clap clap!"

"Ma Yuan! Three punches!"

The teenager in the field walked down the stage in despair.

"Next, Zhong Tao!"

"To!"

………………

"Every time a major event needs to be calm, Ma Yuan's foundation is actually quite solid, but unfortunately his mentality is not good after all." Li Yuan shook his head and said.

Then he turned his head and looked at Lin Mo, "If you really want to fight and fight with others, in addition to punching, you must use your strength and clench your fists;
The most important thing is to keep calm. If you are anxious, your heart will be chaotic, and your boxing will be chaotic. "

Because of his background, he naturally has more experience in martial arts since he was a child, and some things are summed up after the lessons of countless people's blood. Compared with the magic and the secret method, it may not be as good in improving the combat power, but it can be difficult to play at certain times. the role of replacement.

He didn't mind sharing these secret experiences with Lin Mo in his spare time, after all, the relationship between the two was put there.

"Go up later, try to express yourself as much as possible, don't hide your clumsiness, there is gossip, the good performance of the martial arts judge this time is not ordinary."

Li Yuan suddenly whispered.

"What's the benefit?"

Lin Mo came to be interested.

He didn't intend to hide anything, after all, his real trump card was not a realm, but the mighty force that overwhelmed everything and the reinforced iron bones comparable to the bone refining realm.

"The chance to join the Xu family."

Li Yuan's voice was even lower, it was as fine as a mosquito bite, and he couldn't hear it if he didn't listen carefully.

"There are two daughters of the Xu family who have reached the age of marriage, and there are no males in this generation of the Xu family, which is doomed that the two daughters will never marry, you know."

The serious Li Yuan suddenly raised his eyebrows in a rare sight.

Lin Mo didn't know why that green shadow appeared in his mind, and he felt bad. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, stabilized his mind, and continued to watch the judgment.

This class of apprentices in the thirties are considered middle-class in Ningyang. They have been matched with nutrition and resources since childhood, and when they go home to open a small kitchen, they have achieved good results.

Even the few who made up their minds to become research pharmacists made two punches for the first time, reaching the standard. At the level of seven hits, this kid Shen Che also performed exceptionally well, and it was surprising that he scored five hits.

"Next, Li Yuanze."

"It's my turn." Li Yuan whispered, and Sarubu jumped onto the field.

"Li Yuanze, 17 years old, punches eleven times!"

His voice was loud, unusually cold and arrogant.

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he began to practice.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Li Yuanze, open fist, eleven rings!" The white-shirted pharmacist in charge of the roll call softened his eyes a lot, "Are you going to continue?"

Eleven sounds, almost complete, this state means that the tempering of the big tendons is almost completed, and there are only some omissions. This progress, if there is no accident, will be a blood-boiled blue shirt at the last time, and sooner or later become the main force of the Taoist Temple. , he naturally did not begrudge a little favor.

"No." Li Yuan waved his hands, clasped his fists respectfully, and then jumped off the martial arts field.

The other side.

"Xinglie, this son is not bad. He has almost perfected his muscles in a month. He seems to be Li Hao's son. Aren't you looking for a successor? Don't you hurry?"

The middle-aged Yingclaw Gong stood aside and was chatting with Sun Xinglie about the successor. He was attracted by a series of punches, and he couldn't help joking when he saw the figure handed over in the martial arts field.

Sun Xinglie smiled honestly, "Heavenly looks really good, I think he's even taller than when I was young! But he's not the most suitable person for my inheritance."

He practiced the Big Crazy Monkey Cudgel, focusing on the more insane and fiercer he became. He was the best at fighting against the weak, making the weak enemy strong. He was in a perfect boiling blood state. When he really fought, he even dared to swing a stick against a martial artist who had just entered the life-defining realm.

After all, looking at the figure slowly walking up from the field, his eyes lit up a little.

"Next, Lin Mo!"

"To!"

Lin Mo paced into the martial arts field without any fluctuations in his heart.

"Lin Mo, 17 years old, punched eleven times."

"It's also eleven?" The pharmacist who called the name was taken aback.

Not only him, but the rest of the apprentices were also slightly agitated.

Song Mingyu's tendons are perfect, they can understand, after all, he became famous early, and he used to call himself a genius;
Li Yuanze was a little surprised at the eleventh sound, but he could accept it. She used her nose to look at people all day long. I looked down on someone in a group of people. When fighting against the fist, he was indeed in a state of bursting, with more than a dozen punches in a row, but Lin Mo.

A genius is a genius, and no genius has reached this point.

Naturally, Lin Mo was not affected by the noise around him, so he bowed his hands slightly and began to practice.

Ling monkey punched countless times, and the style of the moves flowed in the heart, punch after punch, big tendons pulled the muscles and punched out, jumping and jumping, accompanied by the sound of the fist, the momentum was terrifying.

"Lin Mo, [-] punches, do you want to continue?"

Good luck this time, although the tendons have not been fully healed yet, the strength of the twelve punches has been integrated.

"No need." Lin Mo shook his head.

"If you don't need it, you can only count it according to eleven sounds. You can be sure." The white-shirted pharmacist couldn't help but persuade, "Actually, it's nothing to try."

"I know my own strength, and I just performed exceptionally well." Lin Mo shook his head.

"Alright then." The white-shirted pharmacist didn't persuade him any further, nodded, picked up the pen and recorded the information on the album.

Back off the field.

"I knew you were as good as me." Li Yuan admired and patted Lin Mo's shoulder, but he was afraid that he would get carried away, and said, "Tongjin is just the beginning, the road ahead is still long, you should save it ."

He attaches great importance to Lin Mo. The martial arts path is long, and his life is very long, but there are few companions. Daoists like this who can keep up with the speed of progress can only be said to be precious.

"I understand." Lin Mo nodded, he could tell the difference between good and bad, Li Yuan really couldn't speak, but it was not good intentions, he could hear it naturally.

"Li's kid is right. Tongjin is just the beginning. The world behind is the real exciting. You are still young and the road is still long."

I don't know when Chen Gang appeared beside the two, and his long-lost stereotyped face showed a smile.

"You two come with me."

(End of this chapter)