I have practiced so well that every attack I make is sure to hit.

Chapter 3: Breathing in Pole Kung Fu
The next morning.

At dawn, Zhang Lingfeng stood guard at the door of Tang Baihu's house holding a gift.

Yesterday, I learned from Ao Dagang that Tang Baihu was responsible for leading him in martial arts training at the beginning.

He knows that martial arts training is the same as the inheritance of skills. It is impossible to receive guidance from a master at the beginning. Generally, a master will observe you from behind for a period of time to see if you have talent and work hard enough, and then decide whether to teach you real kung fu.

Master Liu was like this back then.

The same goes for Ao Dagang.

Even Zhang Lingfeng tests newcomers in this way.

And if you want to be recognized by Ao Dagang, you must first pass Tang Baihu. Otherwise, once you fall into mediocrity, how will you face Zhou Damao a year later?
Things went as Zhang Lingfeng expected.

Tang Baihu saw him guarding the door early in the morning and came over with gifts. He knew that he was a sensible person. On the first day when he taught Zhang Lingfeng how to practice "Green Ox Stake Kung Fu", he took the initiative to mention that the Stake Kung Fu should be combined with the breathing method. Only through practice can we lay a solid foundation.

As for which breathing method to practice and how to practice it together, Tang Baihu did not specify.

That night Zhang Lingfeng invited Tang Baihu to drink at the market.

Tang Baihu called a few friends over, and Zhang Lingfeng was responsible for serving tea and wine. This meal cost him a month's wages.

the next day.

Tang Baihu taught Zhang Lingfeng the "Tidal Breathing Technique" and asked Zhang Lingfeng to practice together with the "Green Ox Stake Kung Fu".

"call!"

Zhang Lingfeng studied with an open mind. Every day when the martial arts studio opened, he would be the first to walk into the sand and practice Qingniu Zhuang Kung Fu. He also combined the tidal breathing method according to the method taught by Tang Baihu.

Seven days passed.

Zhang Lingfeng suffered from back pain.

He practices in the martial arts studio during the day, and when he returns home at night, he will continue to practice for two hours. Almost whenever he has time, he practices pile skills and breathing techniques.

Don't dare to wait for a moment.

However, after a few days, Zhang Lingfeng found that except for the soreness in his back, nothing seemed to have changed.

He vaguely felt something was wrong.

Could it be that his food is not good enough and he does not have enough meat to supplement his diet, which is why he suffers from back pain?

As the saying goes, the poor in culture and wealth in military affairs.

If he wanted to achieve success in martial arts, he had to keep up with his daily nutrition. For this, he had made preparations in advance. After two years of training, he accumulated twenty taels of silver before rushing to the martial arts gym to practice martial arts.

After paying the registration fee of ten taels, he still had ten taels on him. Tang Baihu's meal cost him more than one tael. The remaining silver taels could satisfy him to eat half a catty of meat and enough brown rice every day for nearly a year.

Now it seems that this meal, which is very rich in the eyes of ordinary people, is not nutritious enough for martial arts training.

After thinking about it, Zhang Lingfeng decided to eat three ounces more meat every day.

He went to the market to do some shopping.

"Brother Hu, today I saw Zhang Lingfeng holding on to the wall and leaving the martial arts gym. It made me laugh to death."

"He thinks that practicing martial arts is so easy. Just give me a gift and treat us to a meal, and you can learn the essence without even looking at your identity."

"I heard that he is the most skilled rammer in the area. He built the wall in my uncle's backyard."

"He offended Zhou Damao and was anxious to practice martial arts."

Zhang Lingfeng stood at the door of the tavern, and he could clearly hear the voices of Tang Baihu and others in the tavern.

He left quietly without saying anything and bought a jar of yellow rice wine in the market.

Martial arts practice is more demanding than the inheritance of skills. If others teach incorrectly and deliberately mix up the practice methods, Zhang Lingfeng will not be able to achieve results in a short period of time even if he has the help of his destiny.

The next morning.

Tang Baihu yawned and came out of the house.

I saw a figure squatting at the door.

"Brother Tiger, you're up."

Zhang Lingfeng quickly stood up and greeted.

"Why are you squatting in front of my house so early in the morning?"

Tang Baihu saw the wine jar in Zhang Lingfeng's hand and asked knowingly.

"I saw that you drank a lot of yellow rice wine that day. When I went to the market this morning, I happened to see someone selling it, so I bought a jar and brought it back to you." "I left the wine at the door for you. It's getting late. I’m going to the martial arts studio first, don’t forget to bring the wine in.”

Zhang Lingfeng smiled apologetically.

"Wait a minute."

Tang Baihu called him.

"Brother Tiger, is there anything else going on?"

Zhang Lingfeng was a little nervous. The yellow rice wine he sent to Tang Baihu was a fine wine in the eyes of ordinary people. A jar of ten kilograms cost one tael of silver.

I was afraid that Tang Baihu wouldn’t be able to feed him enough.

"Whatever you are in a hurry for, you have to go to the martial arts gym. Let's go together."

Tang Baihu carried the wine jar inside, and then went to the Demon Suppressing Martial Arts Hall with Zhang Lingfeng. On the way, he took the initiative to ask Zhang Lingfeng how he was feeling these days.

Zhang Lingfeng lied that he didn't understand the instructions clearly last time, and his back was sore from practicing these past few days, and he didn't know where he made a mistake.

Tang Baihu gave guidance along the way.

Zhang Lingfeng listened attentively.

There is a lot of content.

I don’t know how many sentences are true and how many are false.

However, he was sure that Tang Baihu would not completely fool him this time.

As long as he practices in the right direction and relies on the water to form his destiny, he can always learn the Qingniu Zhuang Gong and the Tidal Breathing Technique. In addition, he carefully compares what Tang Baihu said last time and can roughly judge which sentence is true. The words are false.

In this way, the days passed day by day.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed since Zhang Lingfeng entered the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall to practice.

He checks the panel information.

Wall Ramming Skill: Perfect (23-100)

Cooking: Proficient (93-100)

Qingniu Zhuang Gong: Introduction (37-100)

Tidal Breathing: Getting Started (40-100)

After finding the right direction, relying on the blessing of destiny and practicing day after day, the Green Ox Stake Kung Fu and Tidal Breathing Method were finally included in the panel and reached the entry level.

The symptoms of backache also disappeared in the next two days.

But Zhang Lingfeng also found that as he started to practice tidal breathing, his food intake increased day by day, and he easily felt hungry. Half a catty of meat a day was not enough. In order to fill his stomach, he could only eat more brown rice and mix rice with lard to prevent the remaining food. Silver has been supported for less than a year.

On this day, he came to the Demon-Suppressing Martial Arts Hall again.

"Brother Tiger."

Seeing Tang Baihu, Zhang Lingfeng took the initiative to say hello.

Tang Baihu just glanced at him lightly.

I thought that Zhang Lingfeng was a sensible person and would treat him to a meal or give him something every seven or eight days. Unexpectedly, there was no news at all after more than twenty days.

As usual, Ao Dagang would usually check the students' cultivation status about a month after they come in, so as to judge their cultivation qualifications and formulate the subsequent teaching content.

He wanted to see how Zhang Lingfeng would deal with it.

"It's been a month since you came to the martial arts gym. How have you been practicing?"

As expected, Ao Dagang took the initiative to ask Zhang Lingfeng today.

"Please give me some advice, Master Ao."

Zhang Lingfeng had already had a premonition, so he practiced the Qingniu Zhuang Kung Fu in public and combined it with the tidal breathing method.

His feet sank into the sand.

The breathing is steady and powerful, and even has a long lasting charm in it.

Ao Dagang's originally nonchalant eyes suddenly became brighter.

　Please read and collect the new book!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)