My imagination has come true

Chapter 75 Jin Yang Gong

At that time, Teacher Xi spoke nicely and solemnly.

When some sparring partners heard it, their hearts became excited and their eyes lit up.

Mu Qingyun was also very happy.

From childhood to adulthood, how many martial arts novels, martial arts movies and TV dramas she has read, in the hearts of Ming people, who does not have a martial arts dream?

With the three-foot blue blade in hand, he can make the world injustice!
Carrying a pot of turbid wine, the rivers and lakes are romantic.In these beautiful dreams, internal strength is indispensable, and the arena without internal strength is definitely not perfect.

Mu Qingyun waited for a group of sparring partners, happily waiting to learn.

But at that time, the knowledgeable martial arts disciples were all laughing and whispering beside them.

"Golden Yanggong, well, ahem, be careful with lukewarm swallowing, don't talk about impatient ones, slow ones can't do it well, and they will be tortured out of their hearts."

Chen Yi also said: "Since I have to teach it, even if I teach the internal skills of "Nurturing the Heart" and "Diamond Jue", it will be more popular than this."

Anyway, the meaning inside and outside the words, learning this internal skill will get twice the result with half the effort.After many brothers learned it, they cursed and abandoned it within half a month.

Mu Qingyun was also a little disappointed at the beginning, she also wanted to learn top-notch inner skills, but she couldn't do it, so she could just learn some.

This practice didn't feel difficult, and she progressed quickly.

On that day, after teaching and teaching, he explained the essence of the tricks clearly in a few words.

The other sparring partners were either frustrated or confused, but Mu Qingyun memorized "Golden Yang Gong" smoothly.

The first time I performed the exercise, I felt a trace of heat surging in my body.After a few days, heat flowed into the limbs and bones, and it seemed to be able to move freely.

Even if she thinks that she has a system, maybe it is not difficult to learn, she is somewhat surprised.

After all, it is notoriously slow to learn this internal skill.

Once Mu Qingyun developed his internal strength, he became more focused and kept practicing diligently. In just a short time, he reached the second floor and was about to break through the third floor.

It's just that I don't have a particularly accurate judgment on whether I have practiced well or not.

The instructor didn't pay much attention to these sparring partners, and he didn't think they could achieve any results in training, but he did his best, and it was fine on the surface.

These sparring partners are not serious disciples of other people's martial arts gyms. If they are willing to teach, they are benevolent and righteous. How can they still stare carefully and answer carefully?

As night fell, a thin moon filled the sky.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people in the martial arts arena, Chen Yi held Mu Qingyun's wrist, sent her to the car in a daze, and told Uncle Li to take her home.

After seeing off Mu Qingyun, Chen Yi turned around and came back, thinking while walking.

The second floor of "Golden Yang Gong"?
Was she dreaming just now?

It should be a dream, otherwise how could Professor Zou be so calm?

If this is true, according to Zou Jiaoxi's temperament, he should immediately rush to Qingqing's house and 'threat' Qingqing's parents viciously - this is a genius from heaven, he will come into our door together, if you don't let him go, kill!

Professor Zou can really do it!

Chen Yi walked back in a daze, and saw Zou Jiaoxi standing stiffly on the martial arts arena, and Huang Jiaoxi beside him also stared wide-eyed.

Two people, you look at me, and I look at you.

Teacher Zou stammered and said: "The one I'm talking about is the one our family Yi'er used recently as a sparring partner. A little girl, very thin, fifteen or sixteen years old, the one who likes to wear bunts."

"That's right, she is the one who came in recently. Because she is only a woman and can read and write, I am quite impressed."

"Zhang Qingqing, I've been here for ten days. Before I came here, I learned a little boxing and kicking. When I came here, I checked it out. I haven't practiced internal strength."

Zou Jiaoxi said in a daze: "Yes, but she is so angry that she can use her internal strength to use her 'spring spirit'."

Although not subtle, but there are some signs.

To be able to perform like this before the age of 20, not to mention Yuncheng, can be called a young genius in Beijing!

Huang Jiaoxi was baffled: "Huh? She's not a training partner? Could it be that Zhuo Sect Master passed on the fast forbidden technique of "Nine Serenities"?"

Zou Jiaoxi recalled what Huang Jiaoxi said just now in his heart, blinked, his heart thumped loudly, turned around and saw Chen Yi, his eyes lit up: "Where is the person?"

Chen Yi: "..."

He took a deep breath and didn't see Mu Qingyun. He looked a little anxious, but he still remembered to refute Coach Huang first: "What nonsense are you talking about? The kid has a calm and upright breath, a solid foundation, and he has practiced "Golden Yang Kungfu"."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ten days, ten days, the second floor of Jinyang Gong, champion seed, this is a champion seed!"

Huang Jiaoxi rolled his eyes, thinking he was going crazy.

Ten days of practicing "Golden Yang Kungfu" can still bring out the spring feeling, which is impossible in a dream, it can only be caused by evil spirits.

Mu Qingyun didn't know that the two instructors in the Yuncheng Martial Arts School were arguing over her.

She doesn't have much idea of ​​how well her inner strength is practiced now.

In the past ten days, she trained with Chen Yi, and the two of them never used their internal strength.

In the beginning, Chen Yi had to keep it in order for her to be able to resist.

Now, the two seem to be fighting back and forth, but Mu Qingyun is already in a dominant position.

The first time she tried to learn from Chen Yi to practice swords, she found that her own system could actually evolve.

What kind of exercises are done right can really increase attribute points.

No matter what kind of move is ineffective, it will not be effective even if it is practiced [-] times.

Her system can clearly summarize and display for her.

Mu Qingyun felt that this was equivalent to a super accurate and extremely precise artificial intelligence, leading her to learn martial arts hand in hand.

It may take thousands of efforts for others to faintly perceive something, which is directly instilled in her brain and integrated into her body.

The ability of "Heaven rewards diligence" is even more effective in martial arts than in reading.

Furthermore, no matter what moves, as long as you learn it, do it right once, and do it accurately, you will never forget it.

As long as you practice, there must be progress.

It was already late when we entered the house.

After she finished washing and entered the door, the light in Yue Ling's room was turned off.

Mu Qingyun smiled, washed up, recalled what he had gained today, and went back to sleep.

"Hey."

Yue Ling hesitated for a while, but still didn't ask her daughter to talk, but couldn't help but sighed.

"Is it really good to be a big girl and still go out all the time?"

But when she thought about where her daughter was going, she hesitated for a moment.

That is Yuncheng Martial Arts.

It is a martial arts gym under the supervision of the government. In fact, the people in it all eat from the public.

Unlike Mu Qingyun, Yue Ling is a person of this era, and she has also seen scenes in the rivers and lakes. She has been singing operas in the south of the Yangtze River for many years, and she knows more about people and things outside than her master Zhang Qing.

Although she hopes that her daughter will be safe and secure at any time, but if it is for her daughter's future, it seems that other things are not so important.

Mu Qingyun slept soundly for a day, and the next day, Uncle Li came to pick her up again.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the martial arts hall, Chen Yi hurried over and dragged her to change into her training clothes.

Very simple, wide and big top and bottom trousers, the top is white, the bottom trousers are black, and the word "Yuncheng Wuguan" is embroidered on the collar.

"From today onwards, Qingqing, you are the No. 40 six disciples of our Yuncheng Martial Art Museum, the official disciple."

(End of this chapter)