The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"Well, generally speaking, your performance today is pretty so-so, but you are as good as I was when I was young. Keep working hard!" At the end, Lu Bu still praised this guy with a smile.

Well, at least in his opinion, this should be considered a boast, right?

Lu Bu had a smile on his face, but what he said made him so stunned that he wanted to roll his eyes.

What does it mean to have one-tenth of your demeanor back then?

Damn, even if you are poor, you don't need to boast about yourself by the way, right?

160 Seven Diligence Practice

Regarding Gao Zhi's resentful complaints, Lu Bu would not know, he was in a good mood, and after ordering his servants to prepare hot water and dinner, he paced and walked to the front pavilion.

I've been training with Gao Zhi for a whole day, and it's time for him to rest. After exercising his muscles and bones, Lu Bu feels much more comfortable.

"hiss…"

After Lu Bu's figure disappeared, the low muffled hum was finally suppressed in Gao Zhi's throat, and a painful moan sounded quietly.

He moved his arms slightly, and there was a burst of soreness on both sides of his arms.

All over his body, a feeling of numbness, swelling and pain, like a tide, rushed towards Gao Zhi.

This continuous squatting for most of the day is not so easy after all.

Don't look at the calm look on Gao Zhi's face when he was squatting before, in fact, it is extremely tiring to maintain this posture.

Because squatting in the Zama stance not only tests the endurance of the person in the Zama stance, but at the same time, it needs to test the person's good sense of balance.

In addition, due to Lu Bu's strict requirements, when Gao Zhi punched, he swung his punches very seriously, and he swung every punch with [-]% energy.

Although the effect is undoubtedly the best, but in this way, the physical consumption of Gao Zhi and him is also exponentially increased.

However, speaking of effects.

It has to be said that this horse stance is really the most suitable for practicing during normal exercise. If you practice it for a long time, it can also cooperate with the cultivator to temper the body, and have the effect of slowing down the steps in a subtle way.

Gao Zhi could feel that every time he punched, the muscles on his arms would vibrate violently, and each vibration could bring about a wave of energy in his body.

Although it is not obvious, it is true that the slow but steady growth can be felt.

This kind of progress, compared to the breakthrough by leaps and bounds, although slow.

But in fact, for Gao Zhi himself, it is a better foundation.

After all, steady practice is the key, and one step at a time can go further.

Grinning, Gao Zhi slowly retracted his legs, straightened his body, and moved his already stiff muscles.

When he was practicing before, he didn't feel it because he was too focused, but now that he calmed down, the pain suddenly rushed over, and Gao Zhi couldn't help grinning.

When standing up, the muscles from the base of the thighs suddenly twitched because of the sudden straightening, which made Gao Zhi unable to restrain himself, and staggered forward.

He knew that it was squatting for too long...

Thigh, numb.

Gao Zhi had a bitter face, while kneading his muscles, he relieved his sore and numb parts.

In the end, he took out the precious pot of medicinal wine that Lu Bu had given him earlier from his bosom, and took a sip.

As the warm current in his body dissipated, it took a while for that unbearable sour feeling to gradually subside.

After carefully covering the jug and putting it back in his arms, Gao Zhi also left the backyard and walked to the front hall.

After practicing all afternoon, his stomach was already hungry.

Fortunately, when Lu Bu left, it seemed that he had given special instructions to his servants. When Gao Zhi arrived in the front hall, someone would come over immediately, lead him to take a bath, change clothes, and prepare a sumptuous meal.

Grilled chicken, grilled meat, steamed buns, and fine wine that taste like fruit wine, let Gao Zhi have a delicious meal.

...

In the dark night sky, a crescent moon hangs lonely on it, and the faint cold moonlight scatters on the earth.

After Gao Zhi had a full meal, he walked slowly, walked out of the pavilion, walked to the open space under the tree in the courtyard, waved his arms, and simply moved his wrists.

Cultivation cannot be completed overnight, so he decided to "work overtime" at night and practice horse stance secretly.

However, he didn't start exercising directly, but after he felt that his stomach was almost exhausted, Gao Zhi was ready to start again.

Slightly spread your legs apart, stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, bend your knees and squat horizontally, turn your toes slightly inward, swing your knees outward, and sit on a horse facing forward.

The next moment, there was a soft shout, and Gao Zhi clenched his hands into fists around his waist, and punched straight, arousing gusts of punching wind.

Following the posture of squatting down, Gao Zhi stretched his arms like an ape again.

Sweating like rain, as if he was indefatigable, Gao Zhi began to perform horse-step punches over and over again, and the crisp crackling sound began to linger in the courtyard.

As Gao Zhi continued to practice boxing, time passed unconsciously...

The bright moon in the sky hangs like a silver plate, and the sky is full of stars dotted beside it; it looks extraordinarily beautiful, and it is also mixed with the night wind mat, but it will not let Gao Zhi him, sweating profusely from practicing boxing.

Over time, in the small courtyard, Gao Zhi's high-spirited shouting and the sound of fists and feet smashing the wind, quietly played a symphony in time.

...

The night gets darker...

A gust of cold wind trembles, like a stream of water over the courtyard, rolling up and down from time to time, stirring up the soft leaves hanging from the branches.

In the rhythm of the wind, a fallen leaf fell from the dark sea of ​​night, fluttering and swirling, slowly falling on Gao Zhi's nose. moved.

Breathe out a breath of turbid air, retract your fists and stand on your own, and return to your standing posture.

His whole body felt like a sponge that had been squeezed dry suddenly, and the tingling pain, like the tide, was constantly eroding the nerves.

Licking his lips, Gao Zhi turned his head slightly with difficulty, and put his eyes on his arms.

At this time, the blue veins on the two arms were throbbing slightly like cramps, which was a sign of...excessive force.

"Hiss..." Gao Zhi grinned slightly, raised his sore arms, and muttered with a wry smile, "If you're not careful, you'll overpractice again."

From the stone pier in the courtyard, I took the clean towel I had prepared earlier, wiped the sweat stains on my forehead and body, and walked slowly to the side, not disliking the dirt on the ground, just casually leaning back cross-legged and sitting on the ground.

The slightly rapid breathing also gradually stabilized during the rest, but the tingling feeling in his body made him not want to move a finger anymore.

Gao Zhi raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes slightly, and lazily looked at the clouds floating in the dark sky, the breeze blew by, blowing the hair on his forehead.