Atlas of Heaven and Man

When Yu Gang sat there, Chen Chuan could sense that he was very tall, but when he stood up, he realized that this person was at least two meters tall. However, his large body did not bring much pressure, but rather a sense of calmness and solidity.

At this moment, half of Yu Gang's body was illuminated by the afternoon light, and he said in his unique, deep voice: "During the re-examination of the Wu Yi Academy, a senior student will be arranged to come forward and let the candidates confront him. This has been the practice for the past few decades. As long as you can defeat this student, you will be judged to have passed."

"This senior student will be determined one month before the official start of school, and detailed information will be released so that the examination students can understand. At that time, the students will also have a month to prepare and train specifically. You also need this step, so in reality, you only have two months."

"Two months, huh..."

Chen Chuan thought to himself, even with the "Second Me," he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

Yu Gang continued, "Two months, using normal methods, you want to catch up with the gap of more than ten years of effort in just sixty days, that is impossible, so you can only use strong medicine."

Lu Ke whispered beside him: "Master, are you talking about forbidden drugs?"

Yu Gang raised his hands, folded them in front of his chest, and said in a deep voice: "Forbidden drugs that stimulate potential are one method, but if you want to go far on this road, it is best not to touch them. What I am talking about is not this kind."

He looked at the handsome young man in front of him, "Chen Chuan, I will teach you a breathing technique next. If this breathing technique is practiced persistently and deeply, it can comprehensively improve your physical fitness. Just entering the door can improve your resistance to blows and increase your training effect. If you can master the breathing technique before the official confrontation, then you have the possibility of passing the re-examination."

Chen Chuan had also read some books on competitive fighting before the exam, but this was the first time he had heard of breathing techniques, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Mr. Yu, is this breathing technique some kind of secret skill?"

Yu Gang said: "This is not a secret. Some boxing clubs outside also have it. As long as you pay, they will teach you. However, practicing breathing techniques too early for younger students will cause irreversible damage to the body. Therefore, in order to avoid this kind of thing, those students who have been training since childhood will usually carry it out under the guidance of coaches and teachers after entering school. Although breathing techniques are very dangerous, they are also the only shortcut you can take at present. What do you think?"

Chen Chuan said without hesitation: "Please teach me, Mr. Yu!"

Yu Gang hummed, expressing his approval of his straightforward response. If you want to get something, you have to pay for it. If you don't even have this determination, then the subsequent training will just be doing your best.

However, it is useless to say it nicely. It depends on Chen Chuan's performance next. The pain when starting to practice breathing techniques is not something that ordinary people can endure.

He said: "You have very little time, so you must use every day as much as possible. Since you are here today, then let's start from this moment. Any questions?"

Chen Chuan replied very positively: "No problem."

Yu Gang took out a ten-yuan Jian Yuan banknote from his pocket and handed it to Lu Ke, "Go buy five catties of black rat meat, and remember to get the change."

"Okay, Master!" Lu Ke took it, glanced at Chen Chuan, and ran out.

Yu Gang walked to the side, picked up a wooden stool and placed it in front of Chen Chuan, "Come, sit down."

Yu Gang asked him to try it himself again, and pointed out and corrected the wrong places. When he was completely familiar with it, he said: "The key to breathing techniques is not to regard the scattered steps as intermittent breaths, but as a whole. This is also the most difficult part. When the breathing is completely unified, then you have mastered it."

"It's just that everyone is different, and everyone's breathing rhythm is not exactly the same, which makes it difficult for outsiders to help during specific practice. You need to find the knack in constant attempts."

Chen Chuan asked him for advice: "Mr. Yu, how can I find the knack?"

Yu Gang stood there and said: "I can demonstrate it to you, pay attention to feel my breath." As he spoke, he deliberately increased his breathing.

Chen Chuan felt it carefully and was surprised to find that Yu Gang's breathing was slow and long. At first glance, the fluctuation was not large, but after a deeper understanding, he could find that it actually maintained a unique rhythm, which was connected by countless tiny breathing rhythms.

Moreover, at the same time, the chest, abdomen and other parts also maintained a slight tremor. If you look at it in sections, it is exactly the method he just taught him, but because the connection is very natural, it seems to be no different from ordinary people on the surface.

Yu Gang stopped after running it for a while and said, "Do you understand?"

Chen Chuan took a breath and said, "I understand roughly."

Yu Gang said: "Breathing is extremely important. If you want to go further in fighting practice, then you must master it well, and the sooner the better."

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Mr. Yu, I understand."

Yu Gang said: "Proficient breathing is only the first step. The whole breathing technique needs to be combined with medicine to stimulate your vitality and accelerate your blood flow. Then you can use the breathing technique to guide and communicate and find the connection between Qi and strength. The old martial arts said it is called 'Hanging Life Machine'."

He walked behind a compartment with clothes hanging on it, turned around and came out with a packet of medicinal powder in his hand, and said: "I originally gave this to Lu Ke, but he tried it and gave up. Now you can use it first."

At this time, a voice came from outside: "Master, I bought the meat back."

Lu Ke ran in with a black bag. Yu Gang took it and opened it. A pungent bloody smell immediately came out, filling the entire room.

Chen Chuan glanced at it and saw that it was all minced meat. The surface of the meat skin was black, and the inner layer was the normal meat color.

Yu Gang nodded, unaware of the smell, and said: "The color is very good, very fresh." He threw it back to Lu Ke and said, "Take it to stew, and call me when it's ready."

Lu Ke said: "Master, don't worry." When he turned around, his eyes glanced at the medicinal powder on the table, paused, then immediately lowered his head and said: "Master, I'm going out."

Yu Gang hummed. Lu Ke walked out slowly, glanced back at the door, and then quickened his pace to leave.

Yu Gang then asked Chen Chuan to practice the breathing technique again. After confirming that he had no mistakes, he said: "Your current breathing should not be too proficient. If it becomes a habit, then it will be extremely difficult to grasp the connection. So you must start practicing as soon as possible. Are you ready?"

Chen Chuan said: "Mr. Yu, I can start at any time."

Yu Gang did things without procrastination. He took out a bottle of medicinal wine, poured it into the medicinal powder, dissolved and mixed it evenly, and then told Chen Chuan to take off his top and outer pants, and keep sitting relaxed on the stool.

He patted the melted ointment on Chen Chuan's back, and instructed him to apply it on his chest, abdomen, waist, legs and other parts. Finally, he took a clean blanket and threw it to him, and instructed: "Wrap it tightly, don't let the medicine lose its power too quickly. This can probably last for half an hour. Now seize the time, use the breathing technique I just taught you, and try to find the connection."

Chen Chuan immediately focused his attention. He forced himself into the state and started to guide the breathing technique step by step.

At first, he didn't feel anything, but after a while, a needle-like pain came from his skin. Visibly to the naked eye, the surface of his skin turned as red as a cooked lobster.

To be honest, this kind of pain was still bearable, but it interfered with him a lot. It surged up in waves. As the medicinal power spread, there was also a tendency to gradually increase, which made it difficult for him to concentrate his attention. So the breathing was still stable at first, but it was all messed up after a while.

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