"Half an hour, I can do it." Xiao Han nodded in agreement. Although he didn't know the use of doing so, he still persisted.
The experience during this period of time has made him clearly feel how important fighting skills are.
As time passed slowly, the remaining vitality in the abdomen continued to move into the legs and arms, rejuvenating the sore muscles.
However, due to the increased burden, the slowly recovering Qi has gradually been unable to keep up with the rate of consumption.
"No, you must stick to it."
After muttering softly, Xiao Han squatted half-crouched and slowly started to run the Warrior's Book, letting the remaining infuriating energy slowly travel along the meridians.
One minute, two minutes...
He didn't know how much time had passed, his legs and arms had even begun to go numb, but he was still holding on.
The beads of sweat on his forehead were also dripping down from his face at this time.
Such a scene appeared in Wu Qiping's eyes, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face.
Since entering the end of the world, martial arts has completely declined, and everyone dreams of becoming an evolver.
Because even if you practice kung fu for more than ten years, you can't be an opponent of a second-level evolver.
In this era full of mutant beasts, no one can calm down and spend several years, or even more than ten years, to strengthen their bodies.
Over the years, he also wanted to pass on his skills.
But practicing martial arts is not just a spur of the moment, it requires long-term persistence to gain something, and this gain is far out of proportion to the effort.
Therefore, fewer and fewer people are willing to spend time practicing martial arts.
Looking at the young man in front of him who was still persisting, Wu Qiping's eyes moved slightly and he thought to himself: "If he can persist in this, he should be an evolver!"
Although squatting is not difficult, it is simply impossible for ordinary people to persist for such a long time.
What's more, this is filled with ingredients.
Human muscles and bones have a limit to what they can withstand, and it is not something that only a strong will can endure.
Time passed slowly, and seeing that half an hour was almost up, Wu Qiping hesitated for a moment and asked, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be an evolver!"
"Um."
Xiao Han responded and continued with a face full of pain: "I completed a job transfer in "Perfect World" and luckily my body awakened."
"But what's a pity is that I only have my hearing awakened..."
Xiao Han wanted to explain more clearly, but as soon as he said this sentence, the breath he was holding in his chest suddenly stopped.
Even the Warrior's Book, which had been running slowly, stopped at this time.
Without the support of his true energy, his legs and arms suddenly became as heavy as a thousand pounds. Involuntarily, his legs softened and he fell to the ground.
When this happened, Xiao Han's face froze and he quickly asked: "I must have persisted for more than half an hour!"
"Well, exactly half an hour."
Although there are still a few minutes left before half an hour is reached, there is no need to worry about it at this time. Wu Qiping looked at the young man in front of him with a solemn look on his face.
"If you were just a hearing evolver, how could you persist for such a long time!"
He secretly thought that he knew there must be something about this young man that he didn't know about.
He alone knows no less than ten hearing evolvers.
But I have never heard of any hearing evolver who has such an ability.
Even he wouldn't be able to do this if the time went back twenty years.
"Strange, what's going on?"
Wu Qiping frowned and immediately stepped forward and touched Xiao Han's muscles and bones.
But with this touch, the doubts in my heart deepened.
The muscles were soft and weak, not like a martial arts practitioner at all.
But it was simply unimaginable that such a person persisted under his nose for more than an hour.
"It's really weird, but it doesn't make sense!"
After murmuring softly, Wu Qiping hesitated and stopped worrying about this matter. He really wanted to see it.
Can such a person really inherit his Bajiquan?
With the decision made in his heart, Wu Qiping's eyes flashed with light and he said slowly: "For us martial arts practitioners, the lower plate is the most important."
"It's easy for me to accept you as my disciple. Come to me and squat on horseback, once in the morning and once in the evening, one hour each time. If you persist for half a year, I will teach you."
"So long." Xiao Han frowned, thought for a moment, and asked, "Does it have to be half a year?"
"The purpose of zamabu is to stabilize the bottom wall. If the bottom wall is stable, there is no need to wait for half a year!"
Half a year is too long for him. Although he knows that martial arts training is not accomplished in one go, if he waits for half a year, the day lily will be cold.
He could spare two hours a day, but if it was just squatting, it wouldn't be worth it.
With this time, he didn't know how many manifestation talismans he could explode.
With this thought in his mind, Xiao Han hesitated for a moment and continued: "I think as long as the bottom plate is stable enough, there is no need to waste time on horseback."
"Oh, it's not necessary?"
Wu Qiping's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "I started practicing martial arts when I was five years old, and now I am sixty-five years old. I have been practicing martial arts for sixty years."
"You're telling me now that Zamabu is useless?"
"Compared with those evolved ones, the strength of warriors is indeed inferior, but that is an absolute difference in magnitude. Forget it, even if I tell you, you little guy won't understand."
Turning to look at Wang Jun aside, Wu Qiping waved his hand and said, "Take him back, I have nothing to teach him."
"Uncle Wu, don't be like a child. He is not sensible and just talks casually."
"Heh, just tell me?"
Wu Qiping shook his head, said nothing, turned around and walked into the house.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Han became a little anxious and said quickly: "Master Wu, I'm not saying that Zamabu is useless."
"But I think the purpose of zamabu is just to make the bottom plate more stable."
"If my lower body is stable enough, I won't have to spend so much time on Zamabu every day."
Seeing the iron door slowly being closed, Xiao Han's face darkened and he continued: "Master Wu, you should know that the strength of mutant beasts is increasing very quickly now."
"Even if I want to spend half a year practicing horseback riding, how long should I spend practicing combat skills?"
"The world is different now. It's not a peaceful era. You can spend several years or even more than ten years practicing martial arts without any worries."
"I don't ask you to teach me martial arts like Bajiquan right away. I just think that when my lower body is strong enough, you can always cancel the six-month time limit."
"Oh, this is the first time in many years that someone has lectured me."
The iron door was reopened, and Wu Qiping asked calmly: "You are right, the purpose of Zhanmabu is indeed to stabilize the base."
"But is your bottom plate really stable?"
Xiao Han did not flinch, and said arrogantly: "I don't know whether it is stable or not, but you can always try."
