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The competition was fierce and fast, with each battle ending in less than ten minutes.

When Yang Mo stepped onto the ring, Lin Zhao directly chose to admit defeat. He didn't have the courage to fight Yang Mo yet, and he didn't want to be treated by Yang Mo for a few more days.

When it was noon, the first round of competition came to an end. Normally, it would not be completed in one day. Almost all the people who advanced were uninjured. Only a few injured people succeeded in advancing, and they also paid a lot of effort.

cost.

Several generals shook their heads and smiled bitterly, looking at Yang Mo who wanted to express something, but didn't know what was appropriate, so they simply kept their mouths shut.

After lunch, it was the second round of the competition. Yang Mo did not make any moves as always. As soon as he stepped onto the ring, his opponent chose to give in.

"Today's championship is yours again." Lin Shuang tossed a bottle of drink to Yang Mo.

"You are also very good, you passed two levels in a row." Yang Mo responded.

"That's just good luck. They were all wounded. After this incident, I no longer have such good luck, so I should stop. Now I have the urge to compete with you. How about we go to the woods?

Drawing signs?" Lin Shuang challenged.

It was said that he was making gestures, but he was actually asking for advice. He wanted to defeat Yang Mo, but this did not affect him from asking Yang Mo for advice. Otherwise, he really did not have the confidence to fight through the third level.

His team is not very strong and can only be ranked in the middle and lower reaches. With so many people injured this time, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If they cannot advance into the top three, they will never get a second chance in this life.

His teammates dedicated themselves at critical moments, and it was Lin Shuang's own choice. He understood his teammates' mood very well, and whether he could grasp the glimmer of hope only depended on these two days.

"Okay, no problem." Yang Mo drank the drink in one gulp, and walked towards the woods with Lin Shuang.

Regarding the intimacy between the two people, the others were shocked at first, but now they are no longer surprised.

"Yang Mo!"

Sun Yuanyuan appeared and blocked Yang Mo's way.

"What? You're not avoiding me anymore? Why don't you come to me now? What's the matter?" Yang Mo asked with a smile.

Sun Yuanyuan blushed instantly, but returned to normal in a second.

"Yang Mo, if you stop being so playful and smiling here, can't you pay more attention to your image? You two are already causing trouble in the city, don't you care?"

Yang Mo responded with a smile: "Didn't you clean me and send me to my bed? Now you come out to accuse me? As for what others think, why should I care? What era is it now? No matter what kind of relationship, it should be

Isn’t it nice to be blessed?”

Sun Yuanyuan had the urge to tear Yang Mo's face apart: "Yang Mo, have you ever thought about Xiao Xuan? Is this worthy of Xiao Xuan? If everyone knew that Xiao Xuan liked you, I wonder how they would laugh at Xiao Xuan."

Yang Mo responded: "Let me say it again, Xiao Xuan and I are just ordinary friends, not what you think. No matter what I do, I will never feel sorry for Xiao Xuan. On the contrary, the person who really feels sorry for her is you. You are

Her best brother was also given to me by you."

After saying that, Yang Mo laughed and walked away, leaving Sun Yuanyuan crazy on the spot. Indeed, her heart was full of guilt. She didn't know how she should face Xiao Xuan in the future, or whether this brotherhood would break down because of this.

.

She yelled at Yang Mo's back: "Yang Mo, I know I was wrong and I shouldn't make fun of you. Tell me if you two are acting."

Yang Mo said without looking back: "You should focus on your own feelings."

No, I don't. Are you betraying Xiao Xuan? Well, I will separate you two alive. If I can bring you two together, I can separate you two. Sun Yuanyuan said almost swearing.

The two came to the grove. After getting ready, Lin Shuang took the lead and took action.

"Too slow, too slow, not enough explosive power." Yang Mo pointed while showing off his moves.

"I don't dare to explode. The instructor said that my Qi is not enough and if I explode too hard, I will be weak later." After Lin Shuang explained, he took action again.

"Who said you are out of breath? Is it because you are pale?" Yang Mo punched Lin Shuang in the lower abdomen.

Lin Shuang took ten steps back before regaining his balance.

"How do you feel now?" Yang Mo asked.

"There is a slight pain, and the pain seems to be spreading. There is still a warm feeling in the stomach." Lin Shuang said after feeling carefully.

"That's it. People with insufficient Qi will quickly become weak after receiving this punch. In severe cases, their legs will become weak and they will become unable to stand stably.

Although we warriors cultivate martial arts, we can also say that what we cultivate is Qi. How much power a person can burst out depends on how much Qi is contained in the body. When your body heats up, it means that the Qi contained in it is working.

Therefore, your body is no worse than anyone else." Yang Mo said.

"But my strength is progressing slowly, and continuous bursts are not enough. In the same training, I am always a little worse than others." Lin Shuang asked.

In the team, his strength is the laggard. But the general said that he is not bad in talent. Likewise, he is never lazy and even works harder than others.

"That's because the reservoir in your body is larger than others, so it shows up differently." Yang Mo explained.

This reservoir, Lin Shuang knew, Yang Mo was talking about his body. Everyone's body is a treasure that can store many things, just like a reservoir.

The larger this reservoir is, the better the talent is, the greater the room for improvement, and the easier it is to stand at a higher height. This is not a shortcoming, but a strength.

Yang Mo's words made him even more confused.

"You underestimate your own reservoir too much. When it reaches a certain level, the energy in your body will be diluted. If you want to mobilize the energy in your body and bring them together, it will be more difficult. Moreover, these playing methods of yours

, it’s not suitable for you." Yang Mo explained.

"But my fighting style was customized for me by the general himself."

"It's not that it's not bad, it's just that he can't find anything better. I have a set of palm techniques here that are more suitable for you. I will teach you now and you can learn from them. As long as you are successful, your strength will make a qualitative leap.

." Yang Mo said.

His kindness was repeatedly rejected by Lin Shuang.

"This thing is too precious, I can't have it."

This is different from Yang Mo's training of the Despair Team, which is just a guide, but this set of palm techniques is a transmission method, and the concept is completely different. For a warrior, the most important thing is to have a set of practice methods that suit you, which is why

Many people work hard to join powerful forces and martial arts schools. Not only because there are strong people there, but behind every strong person, there are many skills.

Nowadays, more and more people practice Tai Chi, but why are their skills not put to use? It’s not that they have a short learning time, nor that they have no talent, but that the real Tai Chi skills will not be passed on to others.
Chapter completed!