Super Shinto

Bai Ziyue was not disappointed when he heard the words, and quickly thanked him.

Knowing that his own practice is completely useless, Zhang Guoyi did not continue to practice.

So the two stood by the side again, watching Qin Shaoping practice enviously.

This time, what Qin Shaoping practiced was a boxing method, and his strength burst out between his steps.

His movements were also simple, and there was nothing unusual about them, but at this moment, Bai Ziyue no longer had the idea of ​​writing them down and trying again later.

Because in his boxing technique, there must be strength running, he didn't know the mystery of the movement of strength inside, and what he punched was just a dead punch. He had brute strength, but it was not powerful, and he might hurt himself.

As time went by, the number of people in the martial arts arena gradually began to increase.

Most of them are eight or nine years old or teenagers.

Most of them are outer disciples who have already practiced the meditation stand. When they came to the martial arts arena, they rarely greeted each other, and they all directly posed and stood up on the meditation stand.

From this, Bai Ziyue was surprised to find that Qin Shaoping's progress was definitely the fastest among all of them.

In the cultivation of the meditation pile, except for him who has already practiced to turn the fixed pile into a living pile, and the meditation pile has a small success, only two people have achieved this.

However, the age of these two people seems to be one or two years older than ordinary apprentices.

Moreover, these two people are far inferior to Qin Shaoping in terms of the fluency of using the starting pile.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Qin to be a young genius.

However, judging from his diligence in practicing so early, it is very normal to have such achievements. "

But Bai Ziyue heard that the other party only came a few months earlier than them.

"Master Hong Gang is here."

Suddenly, an apprentice spoke, and Bai Ziyue saw a fat and strong man coming from a distance.

"It's him!"

With a flash of his eyes, Bai Ziyue had already recognized that the so-called teacher was the fat man standing behind the logistics manager Zhang Bo yesterday.

At this moment, with an indifferent expression on his face, he strode into the martial arts arena, looked at everyone coldly, and said, "Stand up if you haven't learned how to meditate."

Chapter 9 Power through the air

Soon, five or six people came in front of the instructor Hong Gang.

Bai Ziyue and Zhang Guoyi looked at each other and leaned forward expectantly.

"All stand."

Hong Gang stretched his hands behind his back and looked at the eight people in front of him, "The meditation pile is the basic external training method of our Lieyang Gang.

Although this external forging method is basic, it is very important, it will allow you to strengthen your vitality and integrate your energy.

Once the strength is [-]%, the strength will be very different. Only in this way can one be called a warrior and a person in the rivers and lakes.

However, what I would like to remind here is that meditation posts should not be passed on to outsiders.

Not only the meditation pile, but every martial art you learn here in the future must not be passed on to the outside world. Once discovered...

Hehe, even if I don't trouble you, the law enforcement disciples of Lieyang Gang will trouble you.

At that time, you can only pray that you can escape far away. "

He smiled coldly, but the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Apparently, he was very afraid, even a little afraid, of law enforcement disciples.

All the apprentices didn't speak, and only their tight mouths could be seen to show the tension on their bodies.

"The posture of the meditation pile is very simple, even if you have new apprentices who haven't practiced it, you should remember it when you watch other people practice it.

So, what I'm going to pass on to you next is the method of working with energy inside. "

Hong Gang continued to speak with a straight face.

Bai Ziyue was secretly excited, and finally started to formally practice martial arts.

It's just that he didn't notice that the faces of the other apprentices didn't show joy, but they all tensed up and looked nervous.

"Stand in the posture of the meditation pile, and I will pass on the strength to you."

While Hong Gang was walking, he came to an apprentice.

The apprentice hurriedly stood up on the meditation post, his steps were irregular, his waist and legs were united, and his hands were bluffing.

"Train strength once every ten days. This is the third time. After the third time, you haven't mastered the meditation post yet. You won't use it anymore. Go to Qian Ming's report by yourself and transfer to the miscellaneous apprenticeship."

As Hong Gang said, he reached out and patted the apprentice.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, a special force surged into the apprentice's body immediately.

The entry of this alien force seemed to have caused him great pain, causing his face to distort.

"Feel the change in this force carefully."

Hong Gang said lightly, and came in front of the second apprentice.

There was no nonsense at all, and he slapped again.

"what……"

The apprentice couldn't bear the pain and screamed.

"Huh, I don't have any patience at all. What kind of martial arts are you practicing? You don't need to come here next time. You are not qualified to accept my Chuan Jin."

Hong Gang's face was indifferent, and he directly deprived that apprentice of the qualification to pass on energy in the future.

If after this time, he fails to master the meditation pile, basically there is no possibility of practicing it.

The apprentice's face was pale, and he was almost crying out of grievance, but he didn't dare to make a sound at all, so he could only stand silently, feel the changes in the strength in his body, and look forward to being able to enter.

Next, Chuan Jin, no matter how painful his body was, no one dared to make a sound, and even the muffled groans that could not be restrained because of the pain could make the apprentices tremble with fear, for fear of being scolded.

Soon, Hong Gang was standing in front of Bai Ziyue.

He, who had been prepared for a long time, stood on the meditation stand, his body was tense, and his mouth was tightly closed.