Martial Soul of Perfect World

Chapter 3 Seeing Wukong for the first time, practicing horse form

When he came outside, Shi Zhongyu saw a little kid in blue clothes with a tail behind him, who was blowing fire with his ass pouted.

"Little Shitou, you are awake, come and eat fish."

The little boy moved his ears slightly and heard Shi Zhongyu's footsteps. He turned his head, revealing his innocent and lovely face. His little face was dirty with black and gray, and his hairstyle was as usual.

"Wukong, thank you for taking me in."

Shi Zhongyu said to Sun Wukong solemnly.

He still can't say the word "brother", it's too shameful, and if the opportunity is right, he will pass on Xingyiquan to Wukong to repay his kindness in taking care of him.

Anyway, he can only practice here for one year, and it is very likely that he will never come back.

Due to the gravity here, Shi Zhongyu walked much easier, and his strength was doubled compared to the original, only about [-] catties, which shows how weak he is.

But Sun Wukong is two years older than him, but his strength is at least ten thousand catties, which is too far away. Shi Zhongyu must hurry up and practice hard, not to waste every day.

"Haha, it's nothing. I'm an older brother and I have to take care of my younger brother."

Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head and said with a smirk.

"Oh, what a big fish, it's almost burnt, let's start!"

Shi Zhongyu resolutely gave up this topic and changed the subject.

The unknown fish was as big as a car, and Shi Zhongyu was speechless.

Shi Zhongyu took a bite of the grilled fish, even if Wukong only added a little salt, it was still delicious. The species here is very special, and it tastes delicious, and it feels warm in the stomach.

Soon Shi Zhongyu ate a piece of fish, and he hasn't been so full for a long time.

"Ding, life essence detected, whether to absorb it or not."

The system beep suddenly sounded.

"absorb!"

Shi Zhongyu's heart moved, and said.

"Get the source power 0.0001, please continue to work hard."

Shi Zhongyu looked confused, what the hell, there are too many zeros, he has already given up, this is not a surprise, it is simply a shock.

Most importantly, Shi Zhongyu felt hungry again.

"Wukong eat slowly, save some for me."

Shi Zhongyu hurriedly shouted to Monkey King who seemed to be reincarnated from starvation.

Monkey King still took good care of the younger brother he picked up, and gave him a large piece of fish again, and then began to feast on it.

Soon, the two children ate up an extremely huge fish. The point is that Wukong ate a lot, and Shi Zhongyu ate less than one-twentieth of it.

"I'm so full, take a break."

The two children were lying on the ground with bulging bellies. They smiled at each other and said in unison.

After a while!
Wukong and Shi Zhongyu started their own practice, Wukong is really strong, he can easily punch thousands of catties.

But Shi Zhongyu is still very weak now, and needs to be recuperated slowly with the help of Xingyiquan. He started to cultivate his mind, Xingyiquanyin, the system did not directly allow him to practice this silver fistprint to perfection, when he chose to practice Xingyiquan , the fist print turned into a silver spot of light, just enough to get started.

Moreover, during this process, his body was not strengthened in any way. What he obtained was only theoretical introductory memory, and there was no unity of mind and body to strengthen his body.

Shi Zhongyu didn't feel disappointed either, it's good enough, isn't it?
He can have a year of practice within 24 days, what else is there to be satisfied with?

After all, one has to rely on one's own practice, completely relying on the system to give, always feel unreliable.

Shi Zhongyu has not forgotten that he is a person who possesses the holy body, as long as his body is recuperated, his physique will not be worse than that of Asians.

In Shi Zhongyu's mind, the twelve true forms of Xingyiquan emerged one by one.

This is the most basic twelve forms and meanings, as well as the supporting breathing method. He can learn more from similar ancient relics in the future, so that Xingyiquan can continue to evolve, break through the shackles, and start from the silver boxing seal. , metamorphose into gold, and even stronger.

Shi Zhongyu has already decided to start practicing from the horse form. The ancients practiced martial arts, and they would have horse steps. The horse form is probably the most suitable for laying the foundation.

The horse stance is the most basic pile stance, so there is a saying that "before getting started, stand on the pile for three years", and "before learning how to hit the horse, you must first pierce the horse".

The legs of the horse stance stand are slightly wider than the shoulders, and the half-squatting posture is adopted. The posture is like riding a horse, and it is as stable as a pile, hence the name.

A good horse stance squat can strengthen the kidneys and waist, strengthen the tendons and invigorate the qi, regulate the energy and spirit, and the lower body is stable, with good balance ability, which is not easy to be knocked down by others, and can also improve the body's response ability.

Shi Zhongyu laid out his posture very skillfully, imagining the horse shape in the twelve Xingyi shapes in his mind, as if a heavenly horse was flying across the sky, stomping angrily, with terrifying power.

While visualizing the true shape of the Pegasus in his mind, he breathed and breathed. He didn't feel comfortable at first, and he almost choked himself a few times. faint.

At the same time, after standing for less than ten seconds, he was on the verge of falling and couldn't hold on anymore.

One word, "virtual", two characters "very virtual".

However, Shi Zhongyu's stubborn temper has come up. In his previous life, he was admitted to the university by relying on his stubborn temper. His IQ is not enough, and it all depends on his hard work.

After countless times of failures, Shi Zhongyu suddenly felt comfortable all over his body, all the pores were relaxed, there was a surge of heat, and he was a little selfless unconsciously.

A faint fragrance filled the air, and a cloud of pure white mist enveloped Shi Zhongyu's body, roaring endlessly.

Shi Zhongyu felt his ears buzzing, and then he seemed to be resonating, and he couldn't hear any other sounds, only the sound of breathing in his ears.

When Shi Zhongyu opened his eyes again, the sun had risen very high, and he felt full of strength and refreshed.

Ever since he was a child, Shi Zhongyu has never felt so comfortable like this moment. He felt warm all over, and seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

Fortunately, the place where Xiao Wukong practiced was far enough away from Shi Zhongyu, so he was afraid of hurting him, otherwise he would be shocked.

"Cuckoo..."

Just three hours after eating, his stomach growled again, Shi Zhongyu felt very embarrassed, he was about to become a fool.

It seems that he can only beg his cheap brother Wukong to go hunting again. Shi Zhongyu guessed that Wukong should be hungry too.

At this moment, Wukong came back carrying a red-skinned wild boar twice the size of the car.

The wild boar's skull collapsed, and it was obviously killed by a single blow. It was too tragic.

"Boom!"

With a light throw, Wukong threw the red-skinned wild boar on the ground, making a loud noise.

Facing a dead wild boar at close range, Shi Zhongyu couldn't help but tense his muscles. Although it was dead, its robust body was covered with hard and sparse guard hairs, its back mane was long and hard, its limbs were thick and short, and its head was relatively thick. Long, small and erect ears, protruding snout like a cone, well-developed canines, and turned upside down, in the shape of fangs, which proves that this is definitely not a kind animal.

Soon, Shi Zhongyu discovered that the wild boar had been hollowed out, and it seemed that this was not the first time Wukong had done such a thing.

Next, Shi Zhongyu saw what violence is, without boiling water, and in less than 3 minutes, Xiao Wukong plucked out the hard wild boar hair, not convinced.

Watching Xiao Wukong skillfully set up the wild boar and started grilling, Shi Zhongyu automatically closed his mouth, and just waited to eat. He had tasted Wukong's craftsmanship, and it was not bad. The point is that the game in the Dragon Ball world contains essence, which is naturally very tasty.

After eating, the two children smirked at each other and started their own practice again.

　New book seedlings, please recommend, please collect, Mo Ye will work hard to write well, and will not waste time in the Dragon Ball world, the focus is still on the perfect world, now it is for laying the groundwork, for practice, to lay a solid foundation! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)