Zhao Zheng stood attentively in the mist-like morning light, with a prepared look on his face. He threw the six sandbags to his feet with a wave of his hand. Without these six kilograms, his body became calmer and almost motionless. Zama
Gong is a mental method that pays attention to the lower body. When your feet stick to the ground, it is like having tree roots, which is extremely difficult to shake.
"You kid, take it easy, I won't hold back." Song Kuai walked forward with a smile. When he was halfway, he suddenly speeded up, rushed in front of Zhao Zheng, and put his palms against Zhao Zheng.
On his chest, he actually tried to catch Zhao Zheng off guard.
Zhao Zheng's hard work for so many days was really in vain. Even though the opponent suddenly attacked, his position was still intact. The moment his palms fell on him, he took a deep breath and shook his whole body. He was stunned but was not hit.
Push out half a step.
"Ha!" Song Kuaizui slapped Zhao Zheng with both palms, quickly increased his strength and pushed forward.
Zhao Zheng's body swayed three times, and his face suddenly turned red. Seeing that Song Kuaizui couldn't push him back, Zhao Zheng felt happy and began to use his body to push back with his palms, intending to push Song Kuaizui back. If he could, he would push Song Kuaizui back.
Come over and push Song Kuaizui into a somersault, it will be a lot of fun.
Song Kuaizui kicked his feet on the ground, his heels slightly sinking into the ground. He pushed forward with both hands and kept increasing his strength. Within a few seconds, he had used 70% to 80% of his strength. Song Kuaizui was secretly surprised, feeling in his heart
He lamented: "What the hell, this kid has only been practicing Zama Kung Fu for a few months, and his lower body is so stable. It took me several years of practice to reach this level. Could it be that this kid is a martial arts wizard?
?”
Zhao Zheng felt more and more strenuous, his muscles all over his body were tense, and he was trembling incessantly. He felt that if he relaxed even a little, he would be pushed to the ground. He was afraid of being discouraged and dared not breathe. The blood on his face was getting heavier and heavier, and his neck even bulged.
In fact, if he dares to use the breathing method when practicing martial arts, it will help to increase his strength and maintain his stamina. However, he has only just started to learn martial arts, and his understanding of martial arts is still lacking, so
Don't know this.
Song Kuaizui kept increasing his strength, and he had already used 100% of his strength, but still could not push Zhao Zheng down. Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he cried in his heart: "Oh no, no, no, if I can't even push such a child down..."
If I can't push it, I'll be in great disgrace, and I'll be laughed to death by the butchers."
Neither of them are masters of the internal sect, and the internal energy in their bodies is very thin. This competition is purely based on strength and there is no skill at all. However, if it were two masters of the internal sect who competed, the internal energy of both sides would fight back and forth in their bodies.
That kind of competition is much more complicated and exciting.
Zhao Zheng and Song Kuaizui were in a stalemate for a full minute. Although their strength was basically the same, Song Kuaizui was able to breathe freely and had great stamina, while Zhao Zheng was holding back his breath and fell quickly.
Downwind. The oxygen in Zhao Zheng's body is gradually depleted, and his internal organs are aching. If he continues to fight, he will suffer internal injuries, which is not worth the gain.
Zhao Zhengke didn't want to get hurt for a few sandbags, and he didn't want Song Kuaizui to lose face, so he chose to give up. With the help of Song Kuaizui's palm, he took a few steps back, loosening the tight string in the process.
, took a few deep breaths, and the flush on his face gradually faded.
Song Kuaizui took two steps forward as usual, then stopped and retracted his palms. He wiped his sweat and thought to himself: "Huh, what a risk, what a risk. This kid has made rapid progress in a few months.
It seems that he will surpass me in a few days. Well, I can’t test his intentions in the future, lest he be embarrassed.”
"Brother Song, you are better." Zhao Zheng panted, clasped his fists and smiled. Although he lost the competition, he was still very happy. Just a few months ago, his strength was far weaker than Song.
Kuaizui, but now he can compete with Song Kuaizui on a par. It seems that in just a short time, he will be able to overtake Song Kuaizui and win in terms of strength!
Song Kuaizui re-examined Zhao Zheng in a new light. He was the one who taught Zhao Zheng, so the improvement in Zhao Zheng's strength touched him more. He felt that Zhao Zheng should be a martial arts wizard, and his future achievements would definitely be considerable.
.Although Zhao Zheng is just an ordinary waiter now, he can foresee that in the near future, Zhao Zheng will fly higher and further like an eagle spreading its wings.
Song Kuaizui showed a rare serious expression and praised highly: "Xiao Zhao, you have made great progress these days. It seems that you have very good bones and are a good young man in martial arts. You must continue to practice in the future. In the long run,
, there will be a day of success in the future."
"Then I'll lend you some good advice." Zhao Zheng smiled in an unassuming way.
Song Kuaizui is actually very right. Zhao Zheng's rapid growth is largely related to his root bones. Because Zhao Zheng added 4 innate attribute points to his root bones, the root bones in his body have been greatly improved.
Few, exceeding the level of ordinary people, and getting twice the result with half the effort.
Song Kuaizui looked at the heroic Zhao Zheng, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Suddenly something came to his mind, his eyes lit up, and he asked: "You have already cultivated your physique well, but have you learned two-hand kung fu moves from others?
"
"I really want to learn, but no one teaches me." Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly.
"No one taught you, so I taught you. It just so happened that I also taught you Zha Ma Kung Fu. I sent Buddha to the West. I will do good things to the end. I even taught you boxing and kicking skills."
Zhao Zheng hesitated for a moment, wondering whether the other party wanted to be his master. Song Kuaizui's strength was really too low, and he probably couldn't teach him for long, so he was a little hesitant. Masters were not casual in ancient times.
Those who worship randomly, the ancients paid great attention to etiquette. The master is like a father, and worshiping the master is like having an extra father. It is indispensable to kowtow during festivals and New Year greetings. As a modern person, he is very resistant to this kind of etiquette, so
Try not to become a disciple as much as possible. Even if you want to become a disciple, you have to find someone with high enough martial arts skills and good character.
"I said I was going to teach you martial arts, why didn't you say anything?" Song Kuai Zui looked at Zhao Zheng strangely.
"Uh, it's nothing!" Zhao Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, had an idea, and smiled, "When I heard that you were going to teach me martial arts, I was so happy that I couldn't speak. You are so good to me, I really don't know
How should I thank you?"
"What are you grateful for? As long as you become a martial arts master in the future, don't forget that I taught you the first martial arts."
"You mean to let me become your teacher?"
"What kind of bullshit teacher do you want to have," Song Kuai said with a dumb smile, waving his hands, "I know how much I have, and I know it in my heart. If outsiders know that even my little skill dares to be used to recruit disciples, why don't I let it go?
Are you laughing your ass off? Don’t worry, I’ll teach you without asking for anything in return, it’s just for fun.”
"Fun?" This time it was Zhao Zheng's turn to laugh.
"Hehe, of course, there are many kinds of fun in the world, and teaching others martial arts is also one of the fun. Not to mention you are a martial arts wizard. If I teach you to become a martial arts master, it will be very honorable."
"Well, if I really achieve something in the future, I will definitely not forget your kindness in teaching me." Zhao Zheng said sternly. He didn't want to become a disciple, but he remembered this kindness. If he becomes prosperous in the future, he will definitely pay great attention to the gold minister.
Give it as a gift in return for this kindness.
"Hehe, since you said that, I will point to you to help me turn over in the future." Song Kuai smiled, opened his posture, spread his legs slightly outward, and bluffed his hands, one high and one low.
He held it up in front of him and said, "Come on, come on, I'm going to teach you a set of martial arts that I'm best at. Open your eyes and watch carefully. I'll do it for you first."
Zhao Zheng nodded and stood aside attentively, without any distractions, watching intently.
Song Kuai spoke as he practiced, his eyes widened, his eyebrows raised, and his expression became serious. He stepped forward with one foot, reached forward with his left hand to make a virtual grab, and then turned outward with force. With this movement, his body followed
Running, the movements were as smooth as water, and naturally transitioned to the second move, which was another hand reaching out, and another action of breaking something off. The more he practiced, the faster he moved, his feet kept stepping out, and his hands made moves continuously, although the moves were not fierce.
It is calm, but it can be seen that it uses cleverness to win, focusing on grabbing the enemy's body and severely injuring the enemy through "breaking", "locking", "buckle" and other techniques.
Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up. Just a few days ago, a customer made a drunken mistake and said some obscene and vulgar words to the shopkeeper, which made the shopkeeper very unhappy. Song Kuai was close to his mouth and taught the customer a few lessons.
, it seems that this was the skill used at that time.
That day, Song Kuaizui only used two movements to grab the guest's finger and hold it tightly in his hand. With a little force, Song Kuaizui made the guest cry for mercy and beg for mercy. If Song Kuaizui had
If Kuai Zui is willing, he can break off the guest's fingers on the spot.
Although Zhao Zheng has no foundation in martial arts, he has played martial arts games for several years and watched the postures for several years. He has developed a certain degree of vision and can recognize the general categories of martial arts based on moves. He watched it for a while, and immediately
It can be seen that what Song Kuaizui practiced was grappling, and it should be one of the "small grappling hands", "big grappling hands", "sticking clothes and eighteen falls", "splitting muscles and bones" and "eight turning hands".
But what exactly it was, he couldn't tell.
The grappling skills practiced by Song Kuaizui were simple and concise, with only thirty-six moves. In addition, he practiced quickly, and the drill was completed in a few minutes. After finishing the last move, he retracted his palms, pressed down with both hands, and breathed out the breath in his body.
He was sinking in his Dantian. He stopped and stood still, glanced at Zhao Zheng, and asked with a breathless smile: "Boy, test your eyesight, can you tell what kind of Kung Fu this is? It's fist, it's kick.
