Horizontal push martial arts

Chapter 1 Li Mourning

Water, water everywhere.

The icy cold water submerged Li Mourn's whole body, pouring into his mouth and nose continuously, making him unable to breathe at all.

The strong sense of suffocation blurred his consciousness, and he opened his five fingers to grab at the bright place above, but he couldn't grab anything.

In this pain and despair, Li Mour continued to sink into the depths.

It's like falling into a bottomless abyss.

……

what! !

Li Mour, who was sleeping soundly, sat up suddenly from the bed, his face covered in cold sweat was full of shock.

It was as if he had encountered something crazy and terrifying and had been severely frightened.

After waking up, he glanced around and saw the familiar furnishings around him. He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

"Nightmare..."

Li Mour looked out the window, it was already dawn, but the sun hadn't come out yet.

He picked up the watch next to the pillow and checked the time.

It was only [-]:[-], not even [-]:[-].

It is summer now, and the dawn is very early. If it is spring and winter, it should still be dark outside at this time.

Although it was still very early, Li Mourn was awakened from his sleep by the nightmare, so he got up and got out of bed, adjusted the quilt a little, and went to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the washstand and looking into the mirror, his hair in the mirror is disheveled, his face is slightly pale, his thin lips are bloodless, his eye sockets are sunken, and his eyes are covered with tiny bloodshot eyes, without a trace of what a young man should have. High spirits.

He looked like a sick patient, not a prospective college student who had just finished the college entrance examination and was about to enter university.

Li Mour looked at his vain and powerless appearance in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

He wasn't like this half a month ago. Even though his body wasn't that much stronger than others, at least he still possessed the kind of spirit unique to young people.

The reason why he became like this now is entirely because of the accidental fall into the water half a month ago...

That was after the college entrance examination, he went to the beach with a few close classmates to play, but when he was taking pictures on the reef, he accidentally slipped and fell into the sea.

If it wasn't for an uncle fisherman who happened to pass by at that time and got into the water in time to rescue him, I'm afraid he would have confessed to be there at that time.

However, those present did not know how to use first aid, and did not know how to drain the accumulated water in his body. When the ambulance arrived, they almost missed the best rescue time, so that he left again before the gate of hell once.

Finally, after treatment, Li Mour was in a coma for a whole week in the hospital before waking up. After waking up, he turned into this sickly state.

According to the doctor, he needs at least one month of recuperation before he can fully recover.

And because of being overly frightened, he would have nightmares of drowning from time to time.

If I had known it would become like this, wouldn’t it be nice for me to go to the seaside, stay at home with the air conditioner on and play games?

Feeling the unprecedented weakness in his body, Li Mour was speechless for a while.

He took the towel from the towel rack next to him, soaked it in cold water, wrung it dry, rubbed it on his face, and then hung it back on the towel rack.

He changed his clothes and walked out of the room, took a box of pure milk, and started his daily recovery exercise, that is, morning jogging.

This is the doctor's advice to him. Proper running can speed up the body's recovery, so Li Mourning has been running every morning for the past few days.

Even though it was only after five o'clock and the sun hadn't come out yet, there were already people exercising in the place where the patients were active, scattered scattered everywhere.

Li Mour didn't care about them, and after warming up a bit, he started running along the gravel path.

He ran very slowly, just pure jogging, and now his body can only support this level of exertion.

Even so, after only running for more than two minutes, he was panting very badly. After running for three minutes, his chest began to heave violently, and his lung cavity was burning.

Li Mourn was already familiar with this situation, he slowed down his pace and changed to brisk walking, picked up the pure milk in his hand and slowly sucked it.

After walking briskly for 2 minutes, after his breathing gradually calmed down and the discomfort in his lungs disappeared, he quickened his pace and started running slowly.

After running like this for a while, running intermittently for a quarter of an hour, Li Mourn finally finished today's morning jogging exercise, found a resting chair and sat down.

"It's still comfortable to sit on."

Li Mourned vigorously kneaded the muscles of his thighs to relieve the sore muscles.

Now his body is really too weak. Just last summer, he participated in the marathon in the city. Although he didn't get the ranking, he ran the whole distance smoothly.

It's not like I've only been exercising for 15 minutes now, and my whole body is completely overwhelmed.

Li Mour drank the last sip of pure milk, threw the empty box into the trash can next to him, and leaned back on the chair to enjoy the cool breeze in the morning.

His thighs were so sore that he really didn't want to move anymore. He would go back to his room after resting for a while.

It is already six o'clock, and there are still not many people exercising, only a dozen or so.

Most of these people are in their [-]s or [-]s, and none of them are young. They also exercise by brisk walking and using sports equipment.

But there are also people who exercise in other ways.

It was an old man, who looked about 80 or [-] years old, and was wearing a hospital gown, punching slowly there.

Li Mourn didn't bring his phone down, so he didn't have a phone to pass the time, so he watched the old man boxing, but after watching for a while, he gradually showed a look of surprise.

Because he unexpectedly discovered that from the time he started watching the old man boxing until now, in about seven or eight minutes, none of the old man's movements and postures were repeated.

This is a bit interesting.

Li Mour had also seen old people boxing and exercising in parks and other places before, but those people always just repeated those few movements.

He has never seen this old man repeating a movement for such a long time.

The more he watched it, the more interesting he found it. Even though he had almost rested, he was not in a hurry to go back to the room, but kept reading.

I have been seeing the old man finally appearing in repeated movements.

Li Mour looked at his watch and found that there was an interval of 15 minutes.

In other words, it takes a quarter of an hour for the old man to complete a set of punches. Although there are factors that the old man moves very slowly, it is enough to show that this set of punches is different from those old people in the park who can finish a set of punches in 3 minutes. big difference.

When Li Mo watched the old man punching, the old man also noticed his gaze.

"Young man, do you like boxing too?"

The old man stopped, with a kind smile on his face.

"No, it's just interesting to watch." Li Mour replied politely, "Your punching seems to be quite different from that of ordinary people."

"Hehe, it's really different..."

The old man probably didn't talk to anyone usually, but after Li Mour chatted with him, he started talking a lot.

Through chatting, Li Mour learned that the old man's boxing was a health-preserving boxing that he had learned from a patient in the ward when he suffered from asthma a few years ago when he was hospitalized.

It is amazing to say that the old man used to be admitted to the hospital every year because of asthma, but in the three years since he learned this health-preserving boxing, he has never been hospitalized because of asthma again.

"Cured your asthma?"

Li Mourn's face was full of surprise, but he didn't believe it in his heart.

Although this set of health-preserving boxing looks interesting, it is impossible to say that asthma can be cured by boxing.

Modern medicine can't cure asthma. You can cure asthma with punching. Isn't that nonsense?

This old man is not a charlatan, is he...

Li Mourning immediately became vigilant in his heart.

"It's not that the asthma has been cured, it's that the asthma has never happened again." The old man waved his hand, "This health-preserving boxing is really powerful. I think you are so weak, why don't you learn this health-preserving boxing from me..."

It really is a liar... The next step is to cheat the tuition fees, right?

The corner of Li Mour's eyes twitched.

But the following developments directly overturned his thoughts. Before he could think of a reason to fool him, the old man enthusiastically taught this set of health-preserving boxing without mentioning tuition fees and the like.

"This set of health-preserving boxing is very simple and easy to learn, but there is one thing that requires a little thought, and that is its breathing method..."

There are 32 movements in Yangshengquan. It is not difficult to learn, but almost every movement has to be matched with a different breathing rhythm, which increases the difficulty of learning.

While rehearsing the movements, the old man explained the rhythm of breathing, which attracted Li Mourn who thought he was a liar at once.

Originally, this set of health-preserving boxing looks different, but now there is an additional matching breathing method, which adds a layer of mysterious aura.

Although Li Mour didn't believe the saying that this set of health-preserving boxing can cure asthma, he took it very seriously, and he also memorized the breathing method by the way.

Because of the explanation, the old man played more slowly this time, and it took nearly 20 minutes to reach the end.

At this time, a bright red color appeared on his face, as if he had drunk wine.

"...Breathing is the core, otherwise it will be useless no matter how much you fight. Although it seems difficult to remember, but fortunately we have formulas... What's wrong?"

The old man was about to report the breathing formula, but he saw Li Mour, who had been listening to him intently, was suddenly taken aback, staring blankly ahead, and turned into a distraught look.

"It's okay, you say."

Li Mour immediately came back to his senses and shook his head.

The old man didn't think too much, and taught Li Mourn the breathing formula. As long as he has this set of formulas, the breathing method will not be so difficult to remember.

On the surface Li Mourn looked like he was listening carefully, but in fact he didn't hear anything the old man said.

All his attention was focused on the two lines of gray and white characters that suddenly appeared in his sight.

[Strength 0.5, Constitution 0.6, Dexterity 0.6, Intelligence 1.5]

[Health Fist: Not Getting Started (0%)]

These two lines of handwriting suddenly appeared in Li Mour's line of sight just after the old man finished his boxing routine.

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