"As we all know, martial arts is divided into nine levels. Levels 1 to 3 are the 'strength training section', and the title is 'Warrior'; levels 4 to 6 are the 'qi accumulation section', and the title is 'Warrior'; levels 7 to 9 are 'Martial Artist'
Po Qi Duan, such a strong person is undoubtedly a master in martial arts. Each of them has a noble status, and there are only a few in the entire Zhao clan..."
Instructor Zhang’s voice was low, and he briefly talked about the divisions of the ninth level of martial arts.
Many of the disciples present have probably heard of this common sense.
"The ninth level of martial arts...the strength-refining stage...the Qi-accumulating stage...the Qi-breaking stage! There is a huge dividing line between each stage."
In Zhao Feng's mind, an obvious classification was outlined.
[Strengthening section]: Mainly to strengthen the physical strength, strengthen the physical constitution, Qi and blood, and lay the foundation.
[Yun Qi Stage]: The physical quality of a warrior is high enough, and the inner strength of the martial arts is condensed in the body. The power of the moves and martial arts will far exceed the stage of ordinary people and martial arts disciples.
[Breaking Qi Stage]: Warriors at this stage have cultivated their martial arts inner strength to the transformation state, can hurt people from a distance, and take the enemy's head, and their strength has risen to a higher level.
It is rumored that some "great martial arts masters" at the ninth level of martial arts in Xiangyun are known as "enemies of ten thousand people". They can run through thousands of troops and horses as if they are in an uninhabited land, leap through the void like gods, and behead their enemies with ease.
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Once you reach that level, your personal strength rises to a terrifying level. Ordinary warriors and ferocious beasts are like ants in their eyes, and can be destroyed at the snap of a finger.
"The first is the foundation of the first to second levels of martial arts. Through moves and exercises, you can build your body's strength and strengthen your qi and blood..."
Instructor Zhang first explained the foundation of the first two levels of martial arts.
There were many family members present who had practiced to the third level of martial arts, so they didn't take it too seriously.
Zhao Feng listened very carefully. He had stayed in the first level of martial arts for a long time and had more than a hundred martial arts secret books in his mind. At this moment, he had all kinds of sympathy and understanding...
He suddenly remembered the "Yangang Fist" he first practiced.
Gradually, the content of Yan Gang Quan, some moves, techniques, and experiences in his mind were completely integrated, and they seemed to disappear from his memory.
Zhao Feng was slightly startled and didn't understand what was going on. He only knew that his understanding of the basic boxing technique Yan Gang Fist had reached the limit of perfection.
He didn't know that he had accidentally touched a state of "enlightenment" just now.
This state is unattainable even for some geniuses.
"The next step is the second and third levels of martial arts moves, as well as the condensation of Qi and blood, and the promotion of luck..."
Coach Zhang is not only explaining, but also practicing one or two from time to time.
As a true martial artist, Coach Zhang can bring out the peak of intermediate martial arts with just one or two moves, and the power is frightening.
Even if Coach Zhang only uses the power of the third level of martial arts and uses intermediate martial arts, he can completely defeat the top ten disciples in the outer level.
"Finally, I will explain to you my experience and skills about the 'Inner Strength of Martial Arts'. There are a few of you who have reached the third level of martial arts, but they are unable to gather the inner strength of Martial Arts and cannot break through to the realm of true warriors in the 'Qi Yun Duan'."
When Coach Zhang said this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Immediately, some of the higher-ranked family members on the field showed eager eyes.
Those who can rank among the top ten disciples in the outer tier basically have the cultivation level of the third level of martial arts.
"As for the inner strength of martial arts, even if I have successfully cultivated it myself, it is impossible to fully explain its principles. The key lies in your own understanding. All I can do is to talk about some skills and experiences..."
Coach Zhang's voice became softer.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took a deep breath, and an astonishing aura erupted from his body.
At that moment, the hearts of many Zhao clan disciples on the field trembled, and they felt oppressive and out of breath.
Zhao Feng felt his breath was suffocated and his body felt inexplicably heavy.
It was an indescribable force of breath, like a force field, covering all the warriors.
"What a terrifying power. Is this the inner strength of martial arts? With it, you can become a true warrior..."
Everyone on the field held their breath, looked in awe, and looked forward to more.
"In the final analysis, the internal strength of martial arts is a kind of human power, which is condensed from the body's qi and blood. Therefore, strong qi and blood is the key to condensing the internal strength of martial arts. The human body's qi and blood originate from the body's flesh, blood, and bones.
.This is also the reason why the first three levels of martial arts, the 'strength training section', are the foundation of everything."
Instructor Zhang said and demonstrated at the same time.
"Shi Po Zhang!"
Suddenly, I saw him shout loudly, and a layer of light yellow aura appeared in his palm, followed by the palm strike.
Bang bang——
Before the palm could reach it, a heavy and whistling wind struck ahead.
"ah!"
Some warriors who were close on the field screamed and shouted in surprise.
The power of that palm, coupled with the inner strength of martial arts, is like a mountain pressing down on it. With just one momentum, ordinary martial arts disciples can be defeated without a fight.
thump!
The two or three second-level martial arts disciples in front lost their center of gravity and fell to the ground.
"Hmph! At first glance, it seems that your foundation is not solid, your energy and blood are unstable, and just a strong wind from a palm has made you so embarrassed. If you were a martial artist at the seventh level or above of martial arts, the inner strength of martial arts would break out of your body, and you would be a few meters away.
I can chop you into pieces..."
Coach Zhang snorted coldly and shook his head again. These outer disciples do not have a solid foundation.
While he was explaining and demonstrating the inner strength of martial arts, a young man in the crowd stood motionless like a sculpture.
When Coach Zhang finished his blow, the young man closed his eyes.
"The inner strength of martial arts is actually born like this..."
Zhao Feng closed his eyes completely.
In his mind, the outline of a human body emerged again and again, with Qi and blood flowing and churning inside, distributed throughout the body.
At a certain moment, the powerful energy and blood in the outline of the human body burned and exploded like magma, rushing out a light yellowish red aura, which was shot out with the force of a palm.
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When Zhao Feng was practicing with Coach Zhang, he pushed his left eye ability to the limit...
At that moment, his left eye sensed all the changes in instructor Zhang's body's energy and blood, as well as the generation and explosion of martial arts inner strength...
And when he closes his eyes again, that scene can be played back infinitely in his mind, just like "copied".
I am afraid that even Coach Zhang himself cannot accurately measure the changes in his body's energy, blood, and martial arts energy to such a detailed level.
In the next few moments, Coach Zhang demonstrated several more times and explained his own experience.
Every time Coach Zhang demonstrated, Zhao Feng would move his left eye with all his strength.
Other disciples can only hear knowledge and theoretical explanations, but Zhao Feng can "combine pictures and texts" and even make the most intuitive practical observations.
Half an hour later.
Instructor Zhang’s speech ended.
"As for the inner strength of martial arts, you can't force it. Whether you can understand it and successfully condense it depends on your talent, and the other requires your own energy and blood to be strong enough."
After Professor Zhang finished speaking, he left, shaking his head and sighing softly.
Obviously, he didn't have much hope for these outer disciples.
If his explanation can enlighten one or two of them and realize the inner strength of martial arts, then the effect will be beyond expectations...
After Coach Zhang left, most of the disciples looked confused and confused.
After all, the inner strength of martial arts is something that is indescribable and difficult to explain. The key lies in personal understanding.
Of course, those disciples who ranked high in strength still gained something.
Zhao Yue, who ranked first, as well as Zhao Yijian, Zhao Qian and others, showed some thought, but also frowned slightly, and sometimes showed a hint of joy.
Zhao Yufei's elegant eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her beautiful eyes as clear as pearls were filled with a hint of splendor.
As for Zhao Feng, he simply closed his eyes and stood there for a long time.
In his mind, the pattern of changes in Qi and blood in Coach Zhang's body was replayed again and again...
After half a cup of tea.
Zhao Feng took a long breath, his eyes filled with excitement and joy, and quickly returned home.
Bang!
As soon as he got home, he immediately closed the door and sat cross-legged.
"I basically understand the principle and process of generating inner strength in martial arts..."
Zhao Feng murmured to himself, with a smile on his lips.
He closed his eyes, and "Piao Lingdu·Part Two" appeared in his mind again, which was the introductory chapter of "Lingdu Qi Jue".
If we go by the theory, Zhao Feng has practiced the "Pushing Qi Jue" to great perfection, and his qi and blood are stronger than those at the third level of general martial arts, fully possessing the foundation to condense the inner strength of martial arts.
On that day, he first fully integrated what he had learned today.
In the evening, Zhao Feng used the "Pushing Qi Jue" several times in succession until he was sure that he had completely reached the third level of Dzogchen.
"here we go!"
Zhao Feng took a deep breath, and the energy and blood in his body suddenly surged. He exuded an inexplicable pressure and condensed little by little.
According to the content of the introductory chapter of "Lingdu Qi Jue", the qi and blood in Zhao Feng's body are condensed but not dispersed. Although it rushes and whispers, causing oppression, it still maintains a sense of elegance and joy.
Compared with the key points mentioned in "Pushing Qi Jue", "Lingdu Qi Jue" has higher requirements on the speed, condensation and circulation of qi and blood.
After a while, the qi and blood in Zhao Feng's body condensed, without losing lightness, and flowed freely through the flesh and blood in his body in a mysterious and unpredictable way.
Everything is going smooth.
But at the last moment, Zhao Feng gradually felt that his follow-up power was not enough.
There is no other reason.
The strength of Zhao Feng's Qi and blood is sufficient, but the quantity of Qi and blood is somewhat insufficient.
In terms of Qi and blood strength, he can compete with "Zhao Yue" who ranks first in the outer layer, but in terms of measurement, he is far behind.
After all, Zhao Feng has not reached the third level of martial arts, and the method of condensing the inner strength of martial arts in "Lingdu Qi Jue" is more difficult than ordinary exercises.
"If I fail, my energy and blood will decline, and it will be difficult for me to overcome it next time..."
Zhao Feng gritted his teeth, took out a 200-year-old blood ginseng, and swallowed it in one gulp.
call!
Zhao Feng inhaled and moved, and the medicinal power of the blood ginseng in his body immediately melted and merged into the qi and blood, forming a powerful impact.
Uh-huh~
At this last critical moment, Zhao Feng could even hear the roaring sound of blood in his body.
Hey!
A loud shout, like muffled thunder, resounded in the room, the windows banged, and the wind howled.
Immediately, the room fell into darkness, and even the oil lamp was blown out by the force of the wind.
Under the moonlight.
The young man looked worried and nervous, and slowly opened his palms... A touch of light green and transparent breath, gently flowing and transmitting, gave him a hazy and hazy beauty.