Saint Seiya Star Marvel

Chapter 7
Zheng Shangqi doesn't know as much about this world as Le Xia, so he doesn't have as many thoughts as Le Xia. He pays more attention to the present. At this time, he is facing danger, and Le Xia has also been involved.

"It's convenient to ask, who did you learn your kung fu from?"

"Me?" Le Xia came back to his senses, "I...uh, I learned from an old man in the village."

Of course, the unthinkable things learned from the hanging tag cannot be said, and Le Xia thought of a person as soon as he rolled his eyes.

"That is the oldest person in our village, older than my grandfather. Many people in our village will learn some kung fu from him. Even if my grandfather sees him, he will call him Teacher Tonghu."

Teacher Tong Hu in front of the Five Old Peaks, this pot is perfect for Mr. Hu to carry.

"Teacher Tong Hu?" Zheng Shangqi shook his head. The heavenly dynasty is so big that even if he has a long history in his family, it is impossible for him to know all the martial arts masters.

"Well, it's a pity that Teacher Tong Hu is old, and I've only learned a little bit," Le Xia shook his head regretfully, with a look of untimely life.

Zheng Shangqi smiled, "Last night, you defeated a dozen gangsters by yourself, and you just learned a little bit like this? If you learn more, don't you want to become a superman?"

If you really want to learn all the abilities of Teacher Tong Hu, there is no problem saying that you are a superman.

After laughing, Zheng Shangqi waved to Le Xia, "We both practice martial arts, why don't we have a discussion?"

Hearing what Zheng Shangqi said, Le Xia immediately agreed happily. He is lacking a good partner to hone the coordination of his consciousness and movements, and Zheng Shangqi is his best choice.

In the center of the gymnasium, the two stood apart and held each other's fists in salute.

Zheng Shangqi's clasped fists are full of chivalry, and he looks like a master of martial arts at first glance.

Although Le Xia has never been taught by anyone, he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run. He has watched so many martial arts dramas before time travel, and he can imitate them like gourds.

Colleen on the side had stopped her cultivation long ago, and sat quietly on the side, holding a bamboo knife and preparing to observe.

After saluting, Le Xia, as the younger party, took the initiative to attack, stepping forward, and punching Zheng Shangqi's chest with a straight right fist.

Zheng Shangqi's face no longer had the previous smile, but became serious, out of respect for Le Xia, who is also a warrior.

bump!Zheng Shangqi didn't choose to confront Le Xia head-on with his fist, but blocked his fist with a palm.

Le Xia immediately changed his tactics, hitting different parts of Zheng Shangqi's body with his fists from different angles. Last night he knocked over a dozen street gangsters with such fists, but today he found helplessly that every time he attacked They were all accurately blocked by the opponent.

After a wave of attacks, Le Xia also found that although he had estimated the gap between the two very high before, he was still a little blindly optimistic.

Judging from Zheng Shangqi's performance of stopping his attack with ease every time he strikes first, the current Le Xia in Zheng Shangqi's eyes is not much different from a primary school student in the eyes of an adult.

After discovering the huge gap, Le Xia didn't feel discouraged, but a little excited, and at the same time, a strong fighting spirit burst out in his heart.

Saint fighters never fight with the wind, they will only become stronger when they encounter strong ones. Only when they constantly challenge opponents stronger than themselves can they improve their strength.

"I'm getting serious!"

Hearing what Xia said, the corners of Zheng Shangqi's mouth turned up unconsciously, and he looked at Le Xia with more approval.

"Come on, let me see your true skills!"

Le Xia rushed up again step by step, this time he didn't hold back his hand, exhausted his whole body with each blow, and at the same time, his footsteps kept spinning around Zheng Shangqi, and the angle became more and more tricky.

Zheng Shangqi spread his palms, facing Le Xia's attack, not only blocked all his attacks, but his feet were like rocks, motionless.

Le Xia's attack lasted for nearly 5 minutes, until he was so tired that he was about to vomit blood, but he still did not shake Zheng Shangqi.

"No...don't fight, Brother Zheng...you are too...too good."

Le Xia sat slumped on the ground, with his hands hanging on his sides, as if they were broken, and his breathing was even more rough like an old dog.

Zheng Shangqi raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his temples, breathing heavily, "Actually, I'm not as strong as you think, but your problem is bigger."

Le Xia nodded, "I...I know that too, so what should I do now...?"

Zheng Shangqi wiped his nose and said, "Continuing to practice boxing can also enhance your muscle memory, but this is not your most important problem now. Your current problem is mainly the mismatch between consciousness and movement."

"That is to say, you know when to use what kind of fist, but your body can't respond well, or it will always be slow."

"This is actually because your physical fitness is too poor. Although your consciousness has reached a certain level, your body, including musculoskeletal strength, is still at the level of ordinary people, and even slightly weaker than ordinary people. Not enough to hold your consciousness."

"Now, your top priority is not boxing, but fitness."

Zheng Shangqi is a Martial Daoist, so he saw through Le Xia's situation at a glance. Fortunately, he didn't ask why his physical fitness was weaker than ordinary people, but he would have a strong sense of fighting. Otherwise, Le Xia really didn't know how to make it up. go down.

If you want to improve your physical fitness, apart from mutating or injecting super serum, you can only enhance it step by step, such as ironing, running and other physical training, which all require a process.

But after discovering that the timeline had opened, Le Xia felt the urgency of time.

According to the plot in the movie, it took Tony Stark three months from being caught to saving himself.

Three months is definitely a long time for Tony, but for Le Xia, it is a bit short.

If you want to become a holy fighter, you need a strong body to support it.

Needless to say three months, even if Le Xia was given three years, he still wasn't sure how to train his body to support and release the small universe.

Ten punches per second is already beyond the limit of the human body, while the standard sonic punch of the Bronze Saint Seiya is one hundred punches per second.

No matter how strong an ordinary human body is cultivated, it is still not enough to support it.

Although he has these worries in his heart, at the moment, Le Xia can only do some physical training under the guidance of Zheng Shangqi for the time being. As for the more powerful method of physical training, he can only hope for the smuggler tag.

The only way to improve your physical potential can only be found in the world of saints.

So the problem he needs to face right now is to first coordinate the consciousness with the practice of movement, and strive to reach the standard for opening the next consciousness experience as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)