Depending on the level of practice, the pile skills will undergo subtle changes and cannot remain the same.
You need to understand this by yourself, let your body adapt, and keep up with the changes in a timely manner.
After practicing for almost two hours, Liang Le asked everyone to go to the inner hall for dinner.
"Okay, little junior brother."
Li Shufen wiped her body with a towel.
Fan Luo swung his legs and smiled shyly.
Everyone eats breakfast together, including the students who pay tuition to practice martial arts, but only one meal is included, and they have to go home to eat lunch and dinner by themselves.
After breakfast, everyone took a rest and continued practicing.
It didn't rain today, so a few senior brothers went to work.
There were more students leaving, as if they came just for this breakfast.
Fan Luo looked at the door. The seventh senior brother had just gone out.
During breakfast, I heard Liang Le say that the seventh senior brother Zhang Jin was actually a Daxiang disciple of the Qing Gang, which made Fan Luo a little surprised.
He had only seen the Qing Gang and Hongshan Club fighting yesterday, and he didn't know if Zhang Jin was among them.
Daxiang disciples are "masters" who can stand alone and are qualified to lead the gang. When other people in the gang see Zhang Jin, they will usually call him Master Zhang.
He is a character.
Fan Luo put aside his distracting thoughts and continued to stand.
At this stop, time flew by, and before we knew it, it was time for dinner again.
lunch.
There were a lot less people eating this time, there were only a few people at the dinner table.
Master Lanshan also came out.
Before eating, Lanshan asked Fan Luo to demonstrate his skills. He was very satisfied with the result. After a few words of encouragement, he had a drink and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.
Ordinary new scholars, after standing on the pile all morning, will definitely not be able to move in the afternoon. If possible, they can rub medicinal wine and make medicinal soup. If not, soak in hot water and knead and massage themselves.
Fan Luo didn't need these. After a month of recuperation, his body had completely recovered. He took advantage of everyone's lunch break and walked around the room by himself.
Although he does not know Taoism, Yubu Wuchang Gang is beneficial to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. Fan Luo also practices it in the practice room. After practicing for a month, he still has not started, but he knows that his body can recover so quickly. Wuchang Gang
Gang must have played a role that cannot be ignored.
This skill from the Secret of Dead Town with a score of 61 is very extraordinary.
After the lunch break, we continued practicing in the afternoon.
For seven days in a row, Fan Luo stood in the pile for seven days.
Master Lanshan finally started to teach him Lanshan legs.
There are five styles of Lan Kick, namely: Lan Qi, Lan Guang, Lan Feng, Lan Wu, and Lan Miao.
The pile technique used to lay the foundation actually came from Lan Feng.
Lanfeng means mist-shrouded mountain peak.
The purpose of zhanzhuang is to set the peak, so that people can stand upright like a mountain in the sky and the earth. Only when the peak is set can we see the world of Lan better.
Therefore, when practicing Lan Kick for the first time, you should first put down the Lan, put aside the mist, and ignore it, the peak is the key.
When the pile standing is effective, just like Fan Luo, he stood for seven consecutive days before he started to get in touch with the real Lan legs.
Lanshan just wanted to lay a good foundation for him, get him used to the stance, and set a peak for the next Lanshan leg.
"Lan Feng's three levels of kick skills, each one is stronger than the other. There are a total of thirty-three virtual and real moves hidden in it. They seem vague and weak, but in fact the focus is all on the waist. You see..."
Lanshan said and signaled to his eldest disciple Li Shufen.
Li Shufen immediately twitched her legs, and the air crackled and exploded, mixed with strong winds and roars. Sometimes it was soft and weak, empty and desolate. But no matter how she moved, and let it change, Li Shufen's body was still like a hill, and the surrounding wind
No matter how big it is, it can't be blown.
In one word, stable!
Fan Luo understood. When Master said the center of gravity is on the waist, he actually meant being as stable as a mountain. The waist is the source of power. When practicing boxing and legs, you need to mobilize power through the waist.
If you want to kick your feet randomly without being affected by inertia, your waist must control the force released from beginning to end.
Fan Luo also thought of more, drawing parallels and drawing inferences. He had his own experiences and his own understanding.
Master Lanshan continued to talk, and senior brother cooperated to demonstrate to Fan Luo. When Lanfeng finished explaining and demonstrating the three-stage leg skills one by one, the orange sun falling in the west had been obscured by dark clouds unknowingly, and the sky was darker than normal.
Much darker.
"It's going to rain again."
Lanshan looked at the sky and slowly walked into the house with his hands behind his back.
At this time, the senior brothers who had gone out to work also came back. They moved out low stools and sat under the eaves, waiting for Liang Le to start eating.
Fan Luo stood in the open yard, and the loom kept playing back to him clips of Senior Brother demonstrating Lan Feng. Combined with Master's detailed explanation, he gradually began to kick his legs awkwardly.
After Li Shufen practiced Clay Boxing, she shook her head and smiled when she saw this scene and didn't care. He also came here the same way back then, imitating his master to kick around, but he couldn't control the strength and often fell.
Went back home and took a shower.
When he came out, he found Fan Luo still practicing there.
Li Shufen saw Liang Le and asked:
"Is dinner ready?"
However, Liang Le stared blankly at Fan Luo. Only then did Li Shufen realize that the other juniors were staring at Fan Luo practicing, as if they were watching some exciting drama and didn't want to miss it.
He frowned, stared at Fan Luo, and looked at it seriously.
Crack!
Two explosions spread in the air.
"Hiss~~~~"
Li Shufen couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The popping sound made by her legs hitting the air was difficult, but as long as she met the requirements of moving her legs out quickly and retracting her legs quickly, she could probably do it, but that was not what he was concerned about.
focus.
What he focused on was that the body of the person who performed these leg tricks was like a pine tree, rooted in the earth.
The only feeling it gives is - stable!
Stable and retractable.
Although it is not as good as a rock, a hill, or a mountain peak, it is already extremely impressive.
It was only then that Li Shufen, as a senior brother, vaguely realized that this junior brother was actually skilled in martial arts.
In the previous stance, the range of movement was so small that it was not visible. Now that Lan Feng is studying and practicing, the charm of a martial artist will naturally emerge.
No wonder the junior fellow apprentices were so fascinated, they obviously saw this.
But even so, he was able to memorize and type out the three sections of Lan Feng so quickly, and complete the peak setting in the process of "kicking and hitting",
"Junior brother seems to say that he is seventeen years old?"
Li Shufen clicked her tongue. Based on these few points alone, she, Li Shufen, was willing to call her junior brother the number one prodigy at Lanshan Martial Arts School.
Gen Gu, like his tenth junior brother Hong Tu, had to practice for twenty days before he could barely reach this point. This was under the premise that "the kicking didn't make any sound".
Li Shufen looked cautious.
I can no longer look down on my junior brother like I did a few days ago.
Maybe in a few years, he will be surpassed by his junior brother and become the number one person in Lanshan Martial Arts School.
"But this first place must be mine, as long as I master the secret skill."
Li Shufen clenched her fist unconsciously. This gave him one more reason to practice the secret skill.