"Xiao Qi, is this really possible? This is our last savings. We originally thought that if you failed in martial arts, we would escape from Tianhai with some trouble, but now there is no way out."
Zhao Qin looked a little worried, looking across from Zhao Qi who was eating a table of food as if he was heartless and said.
Her younger brother behaved a little strangely after he woke up, and his personality and behavior seemed to have changed. However, she didn't think much about it. Zhao Qi's memory and conversation were fine. It didn't look like he was evil. As for time travel and reincarnation,
And so on, the imagination is still too big for people of this era.
She only thought that Zhao Qi might have suffered a serious illness, and he might actually recover.
"Sister, how can I joke with you about this kind of thing? Look at my body, are all the bruises gone before? Don't worry, with these foods, my body can recover. As long as the body recovers, through martial arts
It won’t be a problem if you pass the museum assessment.”
"As for fleeing again, don't even think about it. In this world, where can you escape to? Without Deng Zhuo, there would be no Li Zhuo or Zhao Zhuo?"
After Zhao Xuanqi finished speaking, he stuffed two eggs into his mouth, scooped up half a bowl of rice, picked up a large wooden basin on the side, and took a big gulp of sugar water.
Zhao Qin looked at Zhao Xuanqi's eating appearance and couldn't help but swallowed. Only then did Zhao Xuanqi remember that Zhao Qin had not touched any meat for half a year in order to support Zhao Qi in martial arts training. All the delicious food was left to Zhao Qi.
It's just porridge with some pickles. After half a year, I lost a lot of weight, and even my original black hair turned a little yellow.
Seeing this, Zhao Xuanqi's heart softened slightly and he said, "You want to eat some too?"
"No, no, you can eat. There is some broth. I'll drink some... ugh..."
Zhao Qin shook her head repeatedly, but before she could finish her words, a large piece of pork was accurately stuffed into her mouth, blocking her next words.
"You can eat as long as you are told. With so much nonsense, I will still be missing a bite from you in the future?"
Zhao Xuanqi muttered, then lowered his head and continued to eat and stuff.
Zhao Qin felt the aroma of pork escaping from her mouth, and no longer postponed, she started to nibble in small mouthfuls, watching Zhao Xuanqi drop a chicken drumstick in one bite, his eyes turned into crescent moons.
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It wasn't until the next night, when the last remaining ingredients the siblings had saved up for purchase, that Zhao Xuanqi's body finally recovered.
In fact, if he could, he could eat continuously for a whole day and night without stopping, but it's a pity that his body can't support it.
The digestive system can indeed provide a strong enough digestive capacity, but the movement of nutrients, body metabolism, etc. all require the cooperation of other functions of the human body, and these functions are not as "endowed" as the digestive function and are "impurities" of ordinary food.
If it is too much, it will be difficult to metabolize. Eating a large amount may cause overload failure of other organs.
Therefore, Zhao Xuanqi's digestion ability is now only about five times that of ordinary people of the same age. He needs other body functions to be slowly strengthened before he can go further.
"It would be great if there were enough medicinal materials to prepare the secret medicine."
Zhao Xuanqi shook his head. The nutrients provided by the medicinal materials are purer, and after mixing with each other, there are fewer impurities, and it is much easier for the human body to metabolize them.
Unfortunately, the warlords are in power, and most of the tonic drugs are controlled. The prices on the black market are astonishing, and there are no channels to obtain them.
Therefore, it is even more necessary to join Xiaolin Martial Arts School.
He walked out of the room and found that Zhao Qin had gone to bed early, so he opened the door and walked to the small courtyard outside the house to stand.
Bow your body, step forward, lower your shoulders, hold your neck, and move your hands forward and back into the shape of tiger claws.
This is the basic posture taught by Xiaolin Martial Arts School, the nine postures in the tiger shape.
Zhao Xuanqi's dantian was filled with anger, his eyes were half-closed and half-opened. His seemingly flabby figure contained terrifying ferocity.
As quiet as a virgin, as active as a stray rabbit!
With the soles of both feet as the base point, the force is transmitted throughout the body, connecting each section.
Each bone seems to be turned into a lever, transmitting force from section to section, and finally reaches the two claws.
Fierce! Violent! Angry! Cruel!
In his previous life, Zhao Xuanqi practiced the Hundred Beast Fist, and the tiger shape was one of its most important essences. Now, even though the posture of the nine tiger shape postures was a little off, he still quickly understood the key points.
One dharma is universal, all dharma is universal!
The tiger comes out of the cave!!
Angry tigers scurry through the forest!!
The tiger offers its claws!!
The evil tiger cuts its tail!!
Bang bang bang bang!
Every time a punch is executed, the end of the body hits the air, producing a blast like a firecracker. This kind of punch hits the human body with crisp and strong force, and is extremely destructive.
There is a saying in the Boxing Sutra: A thousand dollars cannot buy a sound!
If the boxing moves can make a sound, it is a symbol that the physical fitness and strength have reached the threshold.
Nine postures in the shape of a tiger, one movement and one sound.
The assessment of Xiaolin Martial Arts School is related to this sound.
After practicing martial arts for half a year, as long as you can make three sounds of the nine tiger-shaped postures, you will be considered qualified and can be officially accepted into the Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall and become an outer disciple.
Previously, Zhao Qi had been practicing desperately for half a year, but could only make two sounds at most, and the second sound was intermittent, sometimes good and sometimes bad.
But now, with Zhao Xuanqi's martial arts experience in his previous life, even with Zhao Qi's weak body, he has still doubled his results!
In the martial arts, strength and skill are indispensable.
Even if the body is weak, as long as the skills are strong enough and the physical strength can be controlled almost perfectly, the weak can still defeat the strong. This is the charm of martial arts.
"Is four rings the limit?"
Zhao Xuanqi stopped his movements and exhaled a long breath. Fine beads of sweat overflowed all over his body, and his muscles felt a strong sense of soreness.
The qualifying line for Xiaolin Martial Arts School's assessment is three rings. Being able to score four rings is not a good result, but it is still a solid pass.
"This body is still too weak. It can hit the fifth ring with some force, but there is a high probability that the body will be injured. It is time to take the test tomorrow morning. As long as you can pass the test."
Zhao Xuanqi shook his head. Although the more rings he made, the more he would be taken seriously by the martial arts school and receive more resources, but suddenly showing too much prominence could easily arouse suspicion. Four rings should be just right.
"Just wait for the assessment tomorrow."
Zhao Xuanqi stretched, yawned, returned to the room and fell asleep.
A night of silence.
The next morning, just after dawn, Zhao Xuanqi was woken up by Zhao Qin. She was busy early in the morning and looked even more nervous than Zhao Xuanqi.
After eating the breakfast cooked by Zhao Qin, which calmed her nervousness and told her not to go anywhere while waiting for the news, Zhao Xuanqi put on the brown martial arts uniform of a registered disciple of Xiaolin Martial Arts School and walked out.
Following the route in my memory, I walked through three long streets for almost two quarters of an hour and finally arrived at the gate of Xiaolin Martial Arts School.
