Horizontal push martial arts

Chapter 19 Overtraining

"I remember that the cheat book didn't mention the need to use this kind of thing to assist..."

Although he said so, Li Mour still sat there obediently, even looking at the slender silver needle in Xia Yan's hand, he was still a little apprehensive.

Wu Qingzhi saw Li Mour's nervousness, and thought that Li Mour had just beaten him so hard without crying out in pain, so he couldn't help laughing.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, this is Xiaoyan's special skill, there will be no problem."

While speaking, Xia Yan had already stabbed Li Mourn's back with a needle.

hiss!

Li Mour gasped, feeling like he had been stung by a hornet, and the place where he was pricked was numb and painful.

Before he could recover, Xia Yan was stabbed in another place, with the same severe pain.

"Why is it so painful?" Li Mour grinned in pain, gasped and said, "Even the injection is far less painful!"

"The places where I give acupuncture are all important acupuncture points of the human body. In scientific terms, they are sensitive parts with dense neurons."

While giving the needle, Xia Yan explained the reason to Li Mour.

"Just like the numb tendons on the elbow, these places are special parts that are extremely sensitive, and the pain they produce is much stronger than other places, so you feel that the pain is a little unbearable."

After saying this, Li Mour had seven or eight silver needles pierced into his body.

Among them, there are four on the back, one on the neck, and one on each shoulder.

"Thank you for your explanation...but I want to know what's the use of these needles?" Li Mour asked, looking at Xia Yan who came to the front.

Xia Yan was concentrating on piercing a silver needle into his abdomen, more than three centimeters deep, which made his eyelids twitch wildly.

Is this a little too deep?

"When you are trying to resist the rubber stick, do you sometimes feel that there are some places where you can't exert strength." Xia Yan said.

Li Mour nodded, indeed.

But this is impossible. He cannot control every muscle in his body, and there must be many "dead spots" that cannot be taken care of.

"Now." Xia Yan pinched a silver needle and twisted it lightly.

A strong pain suddenly hit, and under such stimulation, that part of the muscle jumped violently.

Li Mour looked there in surprise, that place was one of the "dead spots" that he couldn't control.

But just now, under his conditioned reflex, he successfully mobilized the muscles there.

"These places are the difficulties of all hard qigong exercises. Only by breaking through these difficulties can hard qigong be successfully introduced."

Xia Yan continued: "Ordinary people who want to break through these difficulties can only use time to honed this clumsy method, and gradually form a conditioned reflex through accumulative beatings, and I can directly stimulate these parts with silver needles. The same effect can save you at least a month."

In fact, this is still a euphemism for her. If she were an ordinary person with average qualifications, she could save at least three months.

It's not the first time for anyone who has learned the horizontal kung fu of Eagle Claw Iron Shirt to be whipped under the scorching sun for nearly half an hour like Li Mour, and still act as if nothing happened.

This is the so-called martial arts talent.

Li Mour couldn't help sighing, this is the benefit of inheritance, if he were practicing alone, it would be absolutely impossible for him to think of such a method.

It's just that this pain is really not for ordinary people... Li Mour, whose face was contorted in pain, thought silently in his heart.

Xia Yan's technique was extremely skillful, she kept piercing silver needles one by one, and soon Li Mour was pierced like a porcupine, with nearly hundreds of silver needles stuck on her body.

Densely packed.

It made Wu Qingzhi's scalp tingle when he saw it.

After all the silver needles were pierced, Xia Yan didn't rest, she wiped the sweat off her forehead and began to pull out the needles. Every time before pulling out the needles, she twisted them a bit, allowing Li Mourn to mobilize that part of the muscle tissue under stimulation. .

And when the silver needles were pulled out, the original pain and itching disappeared, replaced by scorching heat.

After taking out all the silver needles, the scorching sensation has spread all over the body, forming one piece, like a large net composed of countless heat streams covering the whole body.

"What's the matter with this feeling?"

Li Mour asked curiously, and at the same time described this feeling in detail.

After hearing his description, both Xia Yan and Wu Qingzhi were shocked.

"You feel angry so soon?!" Wu Qingzhi asked with wide-eyed eyes, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"A sense of qi? What is that?" Li Mourn was also surprised, "Is there really such a thing as internal energy and true qi?"

"How could there be such a thing? The qi here refers to the qi of qi and blood." Xia Yan's eyes were shining brightly, "I didn't expect you to be able to perceive qi and blood so quickly... Your talent is better than I imagined It's even more terrifying!"

Wu Qingzhi also nodded with a frustrated look on his face. He had practiced boxing for three years to build a foundation before he could barely feel the movement of Qi and blood in his body.

And Li Mourn did it in less than half a day...

"His physical condition is very good, it is easier to stimulate Qi and blood than ordinary people, coupled with the stimulation of silver needles, so he can generate a sense of Qi all at once."

Wu Qingzhi said with emotion, looking at Li Mourn was like looking at a monster.

"What is qi and blood?" Li Mourn could not understand what they were saying at all.

"I don't know how to explain this to you for a while...you will know it naturally when your martial arts reach a certain level. Now let's continue."

Xia Yan put the silver needle back into the wooden box and said to him.

Seeing what she said, Li Mour didn't ask any further questions, and returned to the field under the scorching sun with Wu Qingzhi to continue the brutal fighting training.

It's just that after a round of training, it was Wu Qingzhi who was in charge of the beating with a bitter look on his face, and Li Mourn who was beaten looked relaxed.

Wu Qingzhi was still exposed to the sun, but Li Mourn had already begun to adapt to this level of pain.

This time, Xia Yan didn't ask him to use ointment, nor did he use silver needles to stimulate the acupoints, but let him practice the Eagle Claw Kung Fu in the Eagle Claw Iron Shirt.

Silver needles should not be used to stimulate acupuncture points too frequently, otherwise it is easy to cause damage.

The moves in the Eagle Claw Iron Shirt are all derived from the Great Eagle Claw Kungfu, there are five moves in total.

From the first move "Goshawk Pressing the Claw" to the fifth move "Sky Eagle Broken Corpse", each move has four to eight moves respectively. The whole set of martial arts has a total of 32 moves, that is, 32 movement changes.

It includes methods such as grasping locks, breaking bones and pressing acupuncture points, splitting tendons and tearing, etc. It is extremely aggressive and is an extremely ferocious foreign martial arts.

But Xia Yan didn't let Li Mour practice the moves, but asked him to do push-ups.

But instead of pressing your palms on the ground, use your ten fingers to support your body with the ten fingers of both hands, and perform push-up exercises.

Use the matching breathing method when doing push-ups, one inside and one outside at the same time.

Although Li Mourn has a full strength of 2.2 now, his ten fingers have not been deliberately exercised after all, and his strength is limited. It was okay when he first started doing it. After he did thirty, all ten fingers began to tremble.

When he reached No.60, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Xia Yan did not know where to find a jar of medicinal wine, rubbed it on his hands, including the wrists carefully, and then asked him to start lifting the jar.

Two pottery altars with a height of [-] centimeters were filled with water, each about [-] catties.

Li Mour used his fingers to hold the mouth of the altar for lifting training. Forty catties is nothing to him, but now he can only use his fingers to hook the mouth of the altar. After lifting it more than a dozen times, he obviously felt that it was beginning to be difficult. up.

When he mentioned it fifty times, Xia Yan stopped. It wasn't that just mentioning it so many times was enough, but that Wu Qingzhi had rested and continued to fight and fight.

The whole afternoon was spent in training, from two o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock in the evening, let's not talk about the effect of the training, anyway, Wu Qingzhi was very tired.

When Li Mour saw that he had just picked up the bowl, his hands even trembled.

There is no training program at night, Xia Yan also told him not to practice at night, for fear of hurting his body.

In fact, the amount of training in the afternoon has seriously exceeded the standard, which means that he can bear it. It is absolutely impossible for anyone who is practicing martial arts for the first time to persevere.

Li Mourn himself also felt that he needed to take a good rest.

Today he almost did thousands of push-ups and raised the altar hundreds of times, his arms and ten fingers were really sore.

If I continue to practice, I'm afraid I will really hurt myself.

But just when he was about to take a shower and go to bed, Xia Yan called him over again and took him to a room.

The room was steaming, with a large barrel in the middle and a stove underneath.

Obviously this is a bathtub, but the water in it is extremely turbid. When the hot water boils, things like grass roots and bark can be seen rolling up and down in it, and there is also an indescribable weird smell in the air.

"Going down now?" Li Mourn's face changed, "Going down now is to cook soup, right?"

Are you kidding, didn't you see that the water inside was boiling?

"It's not that hot, you see." Xia Yan stretched her hand into the bathtub in front of him, she just frowned, she didn't show anything else.

Li Mour tried to put his hand in, and found that it was really not that hot, more than 50 degrees at most.

"Don't worry now, go down quickly." Xia Yan urged.

"Aren't you going out?" Li Mour looked at her and asked.

"I'm going to give you an injection. It works best when you're in a medicated bath." Xia Yan pointed to the table next to her, where the wooden box containing the silver needles was placed.

Looking at the wooden box, Li Mo's face twitched immediately.

Since Xia Yan didn't care, he didn't say any more, just took off his clothes and got out of the bathtub, of course he still kept a pair of shorts.

"Hold on, if the bruises don't melt away, you won't be able to continue the fighting training tomorrow, otherwise you will hurt your body and it will take at least a week to recover. That's too slow. Brother Wu's time at home is limited, so we have to take advantage of his time at home Let me help you get started with the iron cloth shirt first."

Xia Yan was not in a hurry to give the needle, but first used a special technique to massage the bruised parts of Li Mour's back vigorously.

The pain made Li Mourn's face twitch, and he took a deep breath.

The hard qigong practice process is the cruelest, and the damage to the body is the most serious of all martial arts, so this kind of martial arts is only suitable for young people to practice, and people over a certain age cannot touch it, otherwise accidents will happen.

But even young people must pay special attention to maintenance during practice, otherwise it is easy to leave hidden injuries. Although Li Mour is unique in talent, if he continues to fight and fight without waiting for the blood to heal, his body will definitely be injured.

That's why Xia Yan specially prepared this medicinal bath for him. With heavy hand massage and medicinal absorption, Li Mourn's physique can be recovered in one night, and it will not affect the next day's training.

After pressing Li Mourn's back, Xia Yan was so tired that she began to pant.

After all, she is only a 16-year-old girl with limited physical strength, and Li Mour's muscles are too strong, and it is very difficult to press, so her physical strength is very exhausted.

"Other places, you come by yourself... I can't do it."

Xia Yan taught Li Mourn the technique of massage, and then sat aside to rest.

After resting for about 10 minutes, she took the silver needle and gave Li Mour the needle, and tied Li Mour into a hedgehog again.

After all the silver needles were inserted and pulled out, Li Mour only felt that the parts where the needles had been inserted seemed to be leaking, and streams of heat flowed into his body continuously from the places where the needles were inserted, causing him to produce a kind of blood in his body that seemed to be leaking. The feeling of burning up.

The whole body is full of strength, and there is a strong urge to vent.

For no reason, he suddenly recalled the process of killing Brother Long and the others in the private room that day, looking at Xia Yan who was putting away the silver needle, he suddenly became an indescribable urge to pull her into the bathtub.

"It feels a bit strange." Li Mour suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said, "There is always an urge to destroy and vent. What's going on?"

Xia Yan thought for a while, and said: "This is a sign of blood boiling, and it's a good thing. You can soak for a while, go outside and hit a sandbag for a while to vent."

If she knew of some changes in Li Mour's body now, and some thoughts about her, she definitely wouldn't say it was a good thing.

Li Mour nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and slowly sank into the water.

After the whole person was submerged in the water, the distracting thoughts in his heart suddenly became much less.

I don't know if it's because of the medicated bath, Li Mour has been full of distracting thoughts after returning to the room, he didn't fall asleep as quickly as usual, and he always felt that his heart was very restless.

After not falling asleep for half an hour, he simply got up from the bed, went outside and began to punch sandbags.

The beating lasted for two hours, and the beating didn't stop until after eleven o'clock. After the beating, I only felt physically and mentally comfortable, and my whole body was indescribably happy.

Li Mourn went back to his room and took a cold shower, fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

(End of this chapter)