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Chapter 5: Inheriting Kung Fu and Giving Back

Du Mu only demonstrated the first eight moves of the Four Phase Fist twice each, but Bruce was able to do it roughly like that.

But just posing is obviously wrong. Striking a boxing pose for a photo and actually throwing a punch use two completely different sets of muscles.

"Power comes from the ground. The essence of any move is to transfer the power of the earth to the fist through muscles and bones."

“Feel the power flowing through your body, and then strengthen it with every muscle it passes through.”

Du Mu began to correct Bruce's strength.

Fortunately, Bruce is no layman. He has rich fighting experience. With just a few simple corrections, he can adjust himself immediately.

"Yes, you are very talented. You have mastered the first eight moves in less than half an hour." Du Mu nodded with satisfaction.

This made Du Mu feel extremely relieved. He felt not like he was teaching a disciple, but rather like he was confirming martial arts with his fellow practitioners.

However, it is only limited to the moves. For the part involving internal strength, Du Mu still has to explain it to Bruce from the beginning.

"There are two ways to cultivate Qi: static Qigong and dynamic Qigong. Our Four Phases Sect's boxing is a very pure dynamic Qigong."

"Close your eyes and carefully feel the flow of power you are carrying. This time, it's not just your muscles. Try to use the heat of your whole body to strengthen it and control it."

This is a bit abstract.

But Bruce is a good student. He never uses his past experience to criticize new knowledge. He always learns with an open mind and digests it slowly.

Sometimes, the talent of a genius is not only the ability to understand, but also the comprehensive ability of acceptance, serious attitude, and hard work.

Watching Bruce closing his eyes, his movements changing from fast to slow, and without any guidance, he knew that he was slowly chewing on the blues, Du Mu could only sigh that there is indeed a difference between genius and ordinary people.

He suffered a lot when he first practiced these moves.

Not only did he have the secret manual but no one to guide him, but what he learned also conflicted with the knowledge in his previous life. In addition, he was hunted by others and lived in fear of his own death. He was hungry every day and lived a very difficult and painful life.

Fortunately, all these are over. Du Mu gathered his thoughts and continued his guidance.

"In theory, dynamic exercises and static exercises should complement each other. If they are of the same origin, static exercises can be used to nourish the Qi and dynamic exercises can be used to refine the Qi. Then the Qi will circulate smoothly and your progress will be rapid."

"My Four Phases Sect also has static exercises, but unfortunately they have long been lost. To nourish your Qi, you can only rely on yourself and pay more attention to your nutritional intake and healthy work and rest."

Since Bruce was a modern man, Du Mu expressed his words more bluntly.

Bruce heard this and didn't notice the difference between his master's words and those of the ancients.

He paused, then opened his eyes and asked, "How long will it take to cultivate internal strength if we only use the dynamic exercises?"

"It could take as little as a month or as long as one or two years."

After Du Mu finished speaking, Bruce's movements became a little stiff.

He doesn't have a month to eat well and have a healthy lifestyle.

Seeing this, Du Mu smiled and said, "Of course, if there is a master's help, there are shortcuts to entry..."

As he spoke, Du Mu walked behind Bruce and placed his hand on his back.

The internal force slowly imprinted into Bruce's body, and Bruce immediately felt as if he had been injected with morphine. Many of the dull pains in his body were relieved, and his tense muscles also relaxed.

"Keep practicing, pretend I don't exist."

Hearing the master's admonitions from behind, Bruce immediately calmed down, cleared his mind of distractions, and practiced the first eight moves of the Four Phase Fist.

Sure enough, no matter how large the range of his movements, whether he moved forward or backward, or whether he threw his fist backward, he felt as if he was the only one left in the training ground.

In the process, Bruce found that his body was like a slow-firing artillery piece, with ammunition drawn in from his feet, accelerated through layers of muscle, and finally shot out from his fists.

“Bang…Bang, Bang!”

The sound of the fist hitting the air became louder and louder, and the feeling of the "ammunition" in the body became clearer and stronger, and finally... it was actually like a substance, swelling and causing pain in the blood vessels.

"End the exercise and absorb the Qi into Dantian."

Bruce immediately obeyed the order, and smoothly retracted the move, putting the unfired "ammunition" into the position called Dantian according to the master's instructions.

"This feeling..." Bruce opened his eyes in surprise and looked at his hands in disbelief. He hadn't eaten yet, but he had the illusion that he had consumed 20,000 calories.

If it hadn't been tested yet, Bruce would have felt like he could punch through the door of the Porsche, as he was a rigorous person and didn't want to be blindly optimistic.

Then he looked at Du Mu and asked happily, "Have I already cultivated true qi?"

Du Mu said ruthlessly: "You are still far from it. The Qi in your body right now all belongs to me. You need to continue to use dynamic exercises to refine it before it becomes yours."

The exercise just now could not be considered as refining, it was just to allow the true Qi to become familiar with the environment inside Bruce's body.

Du Mu's true qi was also refined from practicing the Four Phase Fist, which allowed the true qi to stay in Bruce's body.

Unless one is practicing legendary martial arts like "Northern Divine Art", other people's true qi will only explode in one's own meridians, which is equivalent to someone using true qi to penetrate the protection of muscles and bones and directly hit the internal organs.

In fact, being possessed by a demon is a similar situation. The cultivation of one's true energy is out of control. Only the protagonist can destroy it and then rebuild it. Ordinary people will die directly.

"But... maybe one night will be enough."

Du Mu still added a sentence, which immediately cheered up the slightly disappointed Bruce.

He looked at Du Mu's pale face with a complicated expression and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Master!"

Even if Bruce had no one else to refer to, he could still understand how precious this kind of power transmission was.

Du Mu also accepted the gift calmly.

In fact, simply injecting true Qi into other people's bodies does not consume much energy.

Before, healing Bruce's wounds was as easy as breathing.

But the problem is...to completely strip off a complete section of true Qi and settle it in someone else's body, ensuring that it will not be activated and can be digested.

This method of passing on power, which is equivalent to cutting flesh to feed an eagle, requires that the skills practiced must be consistent, which is only the basic requirement. It is an extremely huge drain on the person passing on the power.

Especially the powerful true energy refined from the Four Phase Fist.

Bruce then began to practice seriously, in the first phase of the Four Phase Fist, he performed the eight complementary moves one by one, and each move created a strong wind.

While he was concentrating on practicing, he did not notice that Du Mu's originally pale complexion began to recover at an extremely fast speed.

Even his temples were swollen, his breath was fuller, and his demeanor was even greater than before.

'coming. ’

A gleam of light flashed in Du Mu's eyes.

The true energy that was consumed before... is now continuously being fed back from the void!

The true qi is so pure that if Du Mu did not know its origin, he would have thought it was cultivated by himself.

The so-called [gift] turned out to be real!

This made Du Mu take a deep breath.

He originally thought that this was just an ordinary martial arts world, and that true qi was the most incredible and unique energy and physical law in this world.

Who would have thought that not only did Bruce Wayne travel through time, but he also received a gift that had no beginning or end, but was full of magical skills.

However, these things have little to do with a small martial artist like me who lives in Kowloon Bay.

The corners of Du Mu's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes slowly changed from gentle to cold.

With his own strength, he would need to give his all to protect Kowloon Bay, and even have to use various tricks.

Before, I just wanted to run the business well and try to make Kowloon Bay an iron wall to prevent outside gangs from infiltrating.

Now...

Making the entire Donghai Province free of beggars seems to be a very challenging long-term goal.

The short-term goal is to cut off those hands that are ready to make moves outside Kowloon Bay.

(End of this chapter)