Ye Wenlong Qi said: "Practice here? What I come in is just my thoughts. How do I practice?"
Xiaolong said: "Don't you realize that your feeling here is actually the same as outside?"
Ye Wenlong waved his fists and feet, and found that it was really the same as outside. He wondered: "Yes, how could this happen?"
Xiaolong said: "Actually, this is the most precious thing left by Lord Aotian, because this space is called the Martial Intention Space."
"Martial Intent Space? Xiaolong, tell me, what is going on." Ye Wenlong said.
Xiaolong said: "The so-called Martial Intention Space refers to the entity transformed by your thoughts in this space. It is the spiritual body of the Martial Intent's true body. While it is the same as your physical senses, the condensed Martial Intent is even more powerful.
Being magnified to the extreme, practicing martial arts with the true body of martial intention is not as simple as getting twice the result with half the effort, but the effect of doing one thing with ten results."
"One thing brings ten results? What do you mean?" Ye Wenlong vaguely guessed something, and his heart was full of expectations.
"One thing and ten skills means that the martial arts you have learned once you practice here will be what you gain from practicing ten times outside. Of course, this only refers to the understanding of martial arts and martial arts. If you want to
To give full play to your martial arts training, you still have to rely on your real body to give full play to it," Xiaolong said.
Ye Wenlong said happily: "If that's the case, that would be great."
"Hmph, don't be too proud." Xiaolong snorted, "As the saying goes, what you gain must come out, and everything must have pros and cons. Although you can practice martial arts here ten times faster than outside
Even dozens of times more, but in reality, if you want your body to keep up with the way of martial arts understanding, you will definitely endure ten times or even dozens of times the usual pressure, which will be very painful."
"Oh?" Ye Wenlong couldn't help but gasped when he remembered the painful experience of tempering the golden dragon arm. However, thinking about the cultivation speed of more than ten times, his eyes still turned red and he gritted his teeth and said: "I believe I will be able to
I can hold it."
Xiaolong then smiled and said: "That's good, brother, you can choose weapons and martial arts now. After choosing, Nuo will start to sleep."
"Is it okay if I don't choose weapons and martial arts for now?" Ye Wenlong couldn't think about it, "I'll choose it after I think I can practice it."
"Yes, within the scope of authority, brother, you can choose at any time." Xiaolong said with a smile.
"Exit." Ye Wenlong nodded, holding the scroll of Bean Boom Fist. With a thought, his consciousness retreated from the space of the Dragon Spirit Stone, and a scroll appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Cut your finger and a drop of blood drips on the scroll.
"Buzz"
The scroll suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and then turned into dots of starlight, disappearing on Ye Wenlong's head. The scroll disappeared, but in Ye Wenlong's mind, pieces of information and images suddenly appeared.
Yes, not an image, but an image, a living image.
The first form of Doubao is cut in one word;
The second type of bean explosion, cross twist;
The third type of bean explosion, inch explosion;
The fourth type of bean explosion, spiral explosion;
The fifth form of Doubao, Doujin Tongbao.
The power of each of the five Doubao moves is different, and the requirements for understanding the martial arts are gradually deepening, but this Dragon Clan martial arts scroll is magical. It not only has a text introduction, but also has a live image demonstration.
Ye Wenlong had already told Di Xiaoqiang and others that he would stay in the room until the next day, so after getting the Bean Blast Scroll, his consciousness immediately re-entered the Wuyi Space and began to practice Bean Blast.
"The feet are the horse, the waist is the bow, the arms are the mysterious, and the fists are the arrows."
"The key to boxing is to exert force throughout the body. The key to force is a straight line."
"One word!"
"kill!"
The body of Ye Wenlong transformed by the true form of Wu Yi is like a monster with an outstanding boxing genius. After a short period of understanding, he has a deep understanding of the first style of Doubao Fist, "One-Zi Jie".
The realization is that the body is like a bow, the muscles of the whole body are tense, the arms are like full-strength Xuan, the tip of the fist is like an arrow, and it suddenly shoots out in a straight line, with the force of thunder.
"Chi"
The first punch was punched out, making a sound like an arrow piercing the air.
"If the starting power is insufficient, the staying power will be difficult to sustain."
"Chi"
"The elasticity of the bow is not enough, and the punch arcs."
"Chi"
"The black arms are not tight."
"Chi"
"The arrow missed its target."
In the space of martial intention, Ye Wenlong punched one punch after another, completely immersed in it tirelessly. Every time he punched, he would have a different understanding, and the punches became more fierce, sharp, as powerful as arrows, and faster.
It's also getting faster and faster.
"puff"
I don’t know how many punches were thrown. Thousand punches? Ten thousand punches? Even Ye Wenlong himself couldn’t remember clearly. When the punch was punched, Ye Wenlong finally had a wonderful feeling.
, it seems that his legs, waist, arms, and fist tips are all in the same straight line, and the power of his fists has reached a new height.
"Yes, that's how it feels." A satisfied smile finally appeared on Ye Wenlong's face. He withdrew his fist again, exerted force on his waist, his arms were like black bodies, and his fists were like arrows, and he punched out again.
"puff"
This time, the effect seemed to be better, and the air in front of the fist seemed to be cut off.
"puff"
"puff"
"puff"
…
Although he had achieved the effect of the first style of Doubao Fist, "One Word Cut", he did not practice it immediately. Instead, he used his martial spirit true body that never seemed to get tired to continuously punch the same punch, a hundred punches,
After a thousand punches, ten thousand punches, and more than ten thousand punches, Ye Wenlong's consciousness retreated from the martial mind space.
After more than three months of forging and hammering, Ye Wenlong's legs, waist, shoulders, arms, wrists, hands, etc. have already reached an extremely coordinated level. In the room, Ye Wenlong's waist and horses are tied together, and the muscles in his whole body seem to be
It trembled and tightened like a bow drawn, and punched out with a roar.
"puff"
When he punched out, the space in front of him seemed to be cut into space. The power, speed, and direction of this punch were the same as the results he punched in the martial intention space!
However, the next moment, Ye Wenlong's whole body started to tremble like a sieve. After he punched, he felt that all the muscles, bones, membranes and nerves in his body had been scratched. His whole body was sore, painful, itchy, tired, etc.
When the feeling came like a tide, it almost made him go crazy and die, and there was no strong feedback from his right arm.
Ye Wenlong stood in pain for a long time before he felt a little relieved and slowly stood up straight.
"Xiaolong, why do you feel so uncomfortable? Is my method wrong? This is ten times more painful?" Ye Wenlong asked with a grimace in his heart, "Also, didn't you say you would give me some energy back?
Well, why don’t you see me?”
However, Xiaolong seemed to have gone to sleep as he said, and no one answered his question at all.
Ye Wenlong was secretly annoyed, but after calling a few more times to no avail, he had no choice but to give up, thinking that he would settle the score with this little guy later. After a while, he felt that his body had recovered a little, and he couldn't bear the kind of punch that he had received.
Tempted by the wonderful feeling, he punched again.
"puff"
The effect was still the same, but the crazy feeling came back again. The pain was very painful, and it seemed to be even worse than the first punch. There seemed to be countless ants biting him in the bone marrow. And he also felt that out of
Although the effect of the punch was the same, it seemed to lack a hearty feeling of pleasure. All the strength in the body was drained away by this punch, and the whole person almost collapsed.
"brush"
However, what excited him was that although his right arm still had no energy to feed back to him this time, a new force slowly emerged from deep in his body, slowly repairing his pain, and his strength gradually recovered.
, although the speed is very slow, it is a good start.
About five minutes later, Ye Wenlong had almost recovered. As if he was addicted, he punched a third time.
"puff"
This time, his strength was still drained, but new strength was generated in his body, spreading throughout his meridians, repairing his soreness and fatigue, and the recovery speed was slightly faster than the second punch.
"puff"
"puff"
"puff"
The young man was drained of strength time and time again, and recovered again and again. At this time, his upper body was already naked, and big beads of sweat continued to emerge from his body, flowing down like rain.
His pants were soaked through, and the floor of the room was soaked with his sweat.
"Boom"
After about a hundred punches, Ye Wenlong finally gave up and fell limply to the floor.
This time, not only was his physical strength severely overdrawn, but his mind was also severely strained by every pain and torture. It could be said that these one hundred punches were more painful than the nearly 20,000 times he had been hit with the fire hammer.
Fortunately, his mental strength was much stronger than it was more than three months ago. Although his whole body was exhausted, he could still stay awake and did not faint.
"brush"
At this moment, a stream of warm power, as thin as a stream, finally came out of his right arm like the long-awaited rain of drought. In an instant, it spread throughout every inch of his body, causing fatigue.
The soreness subsided like a tide.
"Hmm"
Ye Wenlong let out an extremely comfortable groan from his mouth. It was the ultimate enjoyment of a long drought. It was the refreshing feeling of a glutton who had been hungry for three days and suddenly swallowed a huge amount of meat. It was the painful struggle of an addict.
With the ultimate pleasure of taking the emergency medicine, Ye Wenlong even seemed to hear the cheers of cells absorbing nutrients. Under such a comfortable feeling, he, who was extremely mentally exhausted, finally lay down on the ground and fell into a deep sleep...
"Bang bang"
“Bang bang bang”
A fierce knock on the door woke Ye Wenlong from his deep sleep.
"Ye Wenlong, get up quickly, you have to sign up to take the assessment." Di Xiaoqiang's voice came from outside the door.
Ye Wenlong sat up with a sigh, looked at the time, and exclaimed: "Oh my god, it's half past seven."
It turns out that it was already the morning of August 20th.
"Get up." He got up from the ground and smelled a sour smell in his nose. He looked down and saw that his body was covered with black dirt and his whole body was smelly. He shouted again: "You guys
Wait for me in the lobby, I'll be there in fifteen minutes."