The master who came out of the real world

Chapter 96: Simple Military Hard Qigong

Chen Xiong:? ? ?
"Brother Yu, are you talking about the kind of auxiliary policeman who's a good brother in his heart, and is a temporary worker when he has something to do?"

Chen Xiong plucked his ears, and asked a little uncertainly.

"Don't say that, it's all about serving the people, haha."

Yu Hai's tone was a little lacking in confidence, and he laughed twice.

"No interest. Alas, my phone is almost out of gas, so hang up now."

After Chen Xiong finished speaking, he was ready to hang up the phone, wasting time.

As the saying goes, police > police dog > auxiliary police ≈ cleaning. The daily life of the auxiliary police is to serve tea and take the blame.

"Hey, don't worry, there are other things."

Yu Hai coughed: "Didn't you ask me about military hard qigong? Recently, we have a military training task of 'Auxiliary Police Training and Casting Elite Soldiers'. We plan to select some motivated auxiliary police officers for skill training. Please come here. The instructor knows military hard qigong and is a real master, let me ask you."

"Forget it."

Chen Xiong thought for a while and decisively refused.

This military-style hard qigong is not a supernatural skill. Although there are not many people who know it, it can still be done with a little time and effort.

"Sports players will always retire. After you retire, think about it. The salary of the auxiliary police officers is pretty good now. As long as you can pass the career test score after working for 6 months, Director Song said he will find a way to keep you Our bureau will make an arrangement for you."

Yu Hai persuasively said a few words: "The law and order environment in Jiangcheng is quite good, and the salary of the police force is not bad, you can consider it."

No, where did such a strong smell of Zhaoan come from?

Is the police force so short?

"No, no, I have been introverted since I was a child and am afraid of social violence."

Chen Xiong thought for a while, and then added: "Brother Yu, what kind of auxiliary police training can you put me in to learn two things?"

Yu Hai: .
When you hit me, you didn't see any shyness.

"I opened your police station?"

Yu Hai couldn't help complaining, saying that Ju Song's move to recruit security was unreliable.

Dabing can't draw, and Xiaohui can't be seen by others.

"Brother Yu, go and do your work. I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll treat you to dinner if you have time."

"Okay, I'll go to work first, Xiao Chen, think about it, the police force welcomes you at any time."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xiong always felt that this sentence was quite strange.

"Ordinary external qigong and hard qigong are fine, but the content on this hard qigong website is too messy and unreliable. Otherwise, there is no need to seek professional guidance."

As soon as Chen Xiong put down his phone, several messages popped up on Weichat.

When I opened it, I saw it was from Yu Hai.

Yu Hai: "Ju Song asked the instructor for you. He said that the military hard qigong is quite simple. If you want to control your breathing, you can practice it in one breath, and then you will be beaten non-stop."

Yu Hai: "Just one movement, five breaths."

After all, the following is a page of crude hand-drawn drawings, as well as some handwritten notes.

Yu Hai: "Look, don't train yourself and get in touch if you have anything to do."

Chen Xiong blinked, feeling that he had been tricked just now.

Now that you have this thing, why are you fooling yourself into being an auxiliary police officer?

Chen Xiong squinted his eyes, and clicked on the hand-painted drawing.

On the top is a stickman standing on the ground, with arms slightly rounded.

Below are the five breathing formulas, which are very simple inhalation and exhalation rhythms. It is just a reverse breathing method, and when holding the breath, you must continuously hit the corresponding position with external force, and rotate with the five breathing rhythms.

The five breaths correspond to the five positions of the arms, shoulders, chest, back, and abdomen.

"It's really simple. There are only five breathing rhythms, and it's still a static exercise. The level of practice is much simpler than the eight-part Vajra exercise."

Chen Xiong withdrew his gaze and tried this breathing rhythm for a few times. There was no big problem, but the reverse breathing method was a little uncomfortable for a while: "But the difference between this military-style hard qigong and what I think is too big, isn't it?"

The other hard work is that after practice, there are only a few holes left on the body.

This military hard qigong covers everything except the upper body. Although it is simple, the protective effect is not very good.

After practicing to a great degree, wherever the upper body is attacked in fighting, after luck, the corresponding parts will be as hard as iron stone, and can only be wounded by ordinary sharp knives without dying.

The last part is some important matters. When practicing, you should defecate in advance, practice on an empty stomach, and abstain from sex and alcohol. After practicing, you should avoid wind and cold.

It's a pity that there are no secret medicines or decoctions for practicing hard skills. I don't know if there are none or they haven't been written down.

"Things should be true, but I don't know all of them, because no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a complete hard qigong."

Chen Xiong pondered for a while, ready to go back and practice. Anyway, there is no better choice at present, so he can continue to inquire while practicing.

Back in his yard, he ate some beef jerky and added some water before lying down on the bed.

After 2 hours, Chen Xiong opened his eyes, the mental exhaustion has dissipated a lot, and the false sense of strength in the body has also disappeared.

Physical: 1.8
Soul: 1.4 (1.5)

It seems that the influence of 'Returning Dan' has almost subsided.

After picking up his mobile phone and ordering three takeaways, Chen Xiong picked up the wolfberry tea and strolled in the yard while thinking about the training methods of military hard qigong.

I didn't think about it in the car just now, but now I realized that this hard qigong can't be practiced by myself.

At least when practicing, this military hard qigong is a static exercise.

He has to stand still, control his breathing, and be beaten. Obviously, one person cannot do these things at the same time.

"It seems that someone is going to be invited, but it doesn't feel very good to invite someone."

Chen Xiong frowned, a little hesitant.

For one thing, it feels a bit awkward to stand next to someone while practicing hard kung fu by yourself. Maybe others are afraid to hit you, for fear of hurting yourself.

Secondly, beating people is actually physical work, especially when you have to use force, one or two hours of practice time can tire you out, and if you hire more people, you can't afford the salary.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Xiong took out his mobile phone and made a call.

In less than half an hour, Master He came out of the yard on a motorcycle. A self-employed person in an urban village like him does not touch the ground when he is busy, but when he is free, whichever boss has a phone, he will get it without saying a word.

"Boss Chen, is there anything wrong with the sandbag stand?"

Master He smiled honestly and said hello.

But after hearing Chen Xiong's request, even though Master He thought he was well-informed, this was the first time he encountered such a request.

"You mean, you want to get three high-power electric fans, but you need to replace the fan blades with solid plastic tubes?"

Master He was stunned for a moment before he asked, "May I ask, what kind of effect do you want?"

"Is such that."

Chen Xiong thought for a while, then stood in the yard and took a posture: "I want the plastic tubes on the two fans to be able to hit my arms and shoulders, and then the remaining fan should be placed horizontally, and the plastic tubes should be able to hit me. Hit me in the stomach, and it has to be strong."

Master He opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. Maybe this Boss Chen was practicing some kind of golden bell mask and iron cloth shirt. It seemed to be like this in TV dramas.

"If the required power is high, the power of electric fans on the market is probably not enough. I have to replace it with a high-power motor. I can buy you a few second-hand ones, but the price is not cheap."

Master He made an estimate: "I will charge you a deposit of 1000 yuan first, and the total is estimated to be 3 to 4 yuan. Do you think it will work?"

"Okay, then please trouble Master He, it would be better if you can hurry up."

Chen Xiong readily transferred 1 yuan to it. Although this simple arranging machine was not as flexible as a human, it was inexpensive and easy to use, and he could overcome any shortcomings he had.

"This job is not difficult. Just solder and connect a wire. It may take a day or two. I have nothing on hand now. I will work overtime to finish it for you."

Master He looked at the field, nodded affirmatively, got on his motorcycle and left.

"Well, this yard is almost full, if you move again, it will be difficult to move."

"I just practice Taijiquan and hard Qigong, how come there are so many things?"

Chen Xiong scratched his head, half of the yard was already occupied by boxing targets and sandbags.

On the other side are red bricks for practicing brick walking.

When the custom-made platooning machines arrived, the remaining positions were also filled up. These things became heavier and more difficult to move.

"No wonder there's always talk of starting a sect. It doesn't take up a piece of land to live in for a long time, and you can't afford to move in."

Chen Xiong thought of what he had experienced while practicing hard kung fu a few days ago, took a breath, and prepared to relive his Tai Chi experience before it even started.

(End of this chapter)