Suddenly a madman sharpens his knife at night

Chapter 38 The storm is coming
  "Wang Tie, twenty-five years old, a native of Anyang, the son of a blacksmith, survived the attack by ghosts, his energy and blood surged, he was as strong as an ox, and he awakened his martial arts physique. He has been taken into custody.

Zhang Qing, 23 years old, a native of Feng County, the third son of the county magistrate, has killed ghosts in the wild, has not practiced hard skills, has a body as strong as iron, is not afraid of being cut by swords, and has awakened martial arts physique. He has been taken into custody.

Lu Hu, age 21, is a master of Senluo who fights slaves to the death, swallows ghost pills to survive, and condenses evil energy. His body recovery speed is much faster than that of ordinary people. His martial arts progress is very fast. He is suspected of stomach alienation, suspected of spiritual growth, and suspected of awakening to practice Qi. The hostage is being held. "

In a room as warm as spring, a middle-aged man with a beard read a letter in his hand and threw it into the brazier at his feet.

"Come here!" A hoarse voice came out.

Immediately outside the door, a man with a fleshy face and a short build pushed open the door and entered.

"grown ups!"

"The day after tomorrow, you will go to the west gate of the D-level death arena in the city in person to make sure everything is safe!"

"Oh?" The man was a little surprised. He still had to do the custody thing himself. Who deserves such attention from adults?

"In the past few days, there have been undercurrents in the city. Someone attacked the dungeon yesterday. Someone is stirring up trouble. You hide your identity. If someone hijacks the car, grab a few tongues and bring them back!"

When the man heard this, a ferocious smile appeared on his face. When he raised his head, he revealed a ferocious scar at the corner of his eye, full of anger.

"Yes, my lord!"

Senluo Club, the west gate of the D-level death arena.

"Instructor Li, while I'm visiting my teacher, you and Mr. Song will take care of the place. Make sure nothing goes wrong!"

"Manager, don't you need to say goodbye to Mr. Song?"

"Mr. Song is very capable and busy, so I'd better not disturb him!"

The steward smiled and lowered the curtain of the carriage, then the coachman raised his whip and the carriage drove towards the outside of the city.

Coach Li shook his head and turned back. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Old Man Song standing in front.

"Mr. Song? I was in charge of him just now."

"It doesn't matter if the manager visits his teacher and it doesn't violate the rules of the Senluo Society!" Old Man Song interrupted Coach Li with a smile.

"Instructor Li, you used to work in the Class C Death Arena. You made a mistake and ended up here. Your treatment has plummeted, making it difficult for you to break through in the realm of martial arts. Do you have any regrets in your heart?"

Coach Li listened to the other party and raised his eyebrows when he mentioned his pain point, "Senluo will clearly distinguish rewards and punishments. I will naturally accept the punishment. I only have regrets in my heart, and there is no hatred at all."

"Ha, ha, if you say so, our Senluo society has clear rewards and punishments. If you make a mistake, you will be punished, but if you have merit, you will definitely be rewarded. However, there are not many opportunities to make meritorious deeds, and sometimes they are fleeting, making it hard to grasp.

But, I think the coach is very different from ordinary people, so he must be able to grasp it! "

"Mr. Song, me"

"Brothers have been working hard on patrol these past few days. As a superior, you should be considerate, right?"

After Old Man Song said the last sentence with a smile, he turned around and left.

Coach Li was left standing there with his brows furrowed and deep in thought.

The courtyard of the dead fighter.

Lu Hu was immersed in exploring the idea of ​​confrontation. He had no idea that he thought that his hidden strength had already been discovered by someone who was interested, and even used him as bait to forcefully pull him into a storm.

At this moment, Lu Hu was standing on the black tiger stake, and while the energy was flowing around his body, he imagined the appearance of the black tiger in his mind. He immediately discovered that although the figure of the black tiger in his mind was still blurry, the distracting thoughts in his heart were restrained in the stance.

Allowing him to further outline the black tiger.

Such a discovery made him happy and knew that he was on the right path.

However, as time passed, his brain began to feel sore and swollen again, and he felt deeply tired, making it difficult to continue.

He was forced to stop the exercise and rubbed his brows, "It's still too difficult. My spirit has been strengthened by the ghost elixir and should be higher than that of ordinary people. It's still so strenuous. Can it be said that it's perfect?" Isn't this boxing technique something that people in the muscle training stage can master?

No, there should still be a trick that I haven’t found yet! "

He washed his face with cold water in the water tank to cool his heated head, and then began to try again after he regained his energy.

But the result is the same every time. Within a few minutes, my head becomes tired and stuck like an overheated computer host.

During this period, Lu Hu also tried to visualize while boxing.

It didn't even work. During the boxing technique, the black tiger couldn't even show its outline.

You can only go back to Zhanzhuang.

"The reason for my failure, in the final analysis, is that my spirit is not strong enough. I have exhausted all my energy after sketching a few strokes. Then should I take my time, instead of just sketching all the time? After sketching a stroke, I will take a break and let the water flow slowly. It can improve overall efficiency.”

Lu Hu started trying as soon as he thought of it.

He immediately discovered that this method was indeed effective, and his persistence time was doubled.

But you still can’t go on forever, you still have to take a break.

He constantly adjusted the time between his visualization and sketching, and finally found that the efficiency was highest when the rhythm of his sketching was consistent with the rhythm of his own energy movement.

Walk around with your energy and draw a stroke by yourself. This will give your spirit enough time to recover, and at the same time, it will not be redundant. It is the best!
  "It turns out there is this doorway inside!"

Lu Hu spent a lot of time and finally found a way to improve his boxing skills.

Because there is no supplement of Qi and Blood Pills, the time for standing still is limited, but Lu Hu has clearly outlined the rhythm.

Now, using yoga to supplement the effect of meditation and silently counting the time in your mind to outline has the same effect.

"If my level of martial arts increases and the speed of my strength becomes faster, will the frequency of my outline also speed up?"

After Lu Hu found the pattern, he began to try to understand by drawing inferences.

"That is to say, the speed at which my energy travels is actually linked to my mental and physical strength. It represents the strength of my overall physical fitness. This rhythm is the most suitable for me. After that, I When practicing boxing, does your breathing rhythm have to be the same as it is to be the best?"

He made a guess, but it’s better not to rush the experiment now. Let’s get the matter at hand done first!
  Next, he spent all his time visualizing.

As long as the Black Tiger Fist is practiced to perfection, it will be much easier when practicing the Powerful Palm later.

The day passed quickly. During this period, the medicine prepared for Lu Hu was also delivered together with the food.

After Lu Hu drank the medicine, the discomfort in his chest was greatly relieved, and at the same time, the progress of his devouring magical power was increased to 90%!

"One more fight to the death, and my magical powers will be promoted!"

Lu Hu lay on the bed and fell asleep with a smile on his face!
  (End of this chapter)