Chapter two hundred and eighty third mind force martial arts
Lu Zhengkang asked the two boys what kind of fighting they wanted to learn, whether it was a fierce man's way of fighting head-on, or a deft and wandering little thief's way.
The result is of course no surprise, they all want to be macho.
Lu Zhengkang took them to a corner of the courtyard, where there were iron sand basins, iron barbells, wooden stakes, cloth mallets, wooden mallets and other objects, all necessary for practicing hard skills.
"Dillo is old enough to start further training." The troll man smiled, "Come, watch me practice first."
Put the iron sand basin on the stove and heat it over low heat. When the temperature is right, they start poking with the palm knife. The two boys listened to the swishing sound and saw that Lu Zhengkang's hand was safe. They immediately underestimated the difficulty of this project and thought it was just a simple task.
in this way.
Next, Lu Zhengkang practiced the various tricks of the Thirteen Taibao's exercises one by one. The boys saw the explosive body of the troll man colliding with steel, wood and stone, and their blood boiled and they made excited roars.
"Dillo, you can start now, but you are not allowed to stop until I tell you to rest. Jonas, come with me."
Lu Zhengkang led Jonas towards the cliff on the other side of the courtyard. The Brighton boy looked back at Xueman. He was standing in front of the iron sand basin, his back full of passion and confidence. Jonas's eyes widened.
Ah! This is the youth of a fierce man!
"After all, you are still young, and your bones have not yet been finalized. Now I want to teach you a technique that breaks through the limits of mortals."
"A skill that breaks through the limits of mortals?" Jonas exclaimed, with stars in his eyes.
Dilo in the distance suddenly let out a miserable cry, "Ah!!! It hurts, it hurts, it's hot, hot, hot!!!"
Lu Zhengkang turned his back to the martial arts training ground, and had no intention of looking back at Dillo's miserable state. However, Jonas's perspective was unobstructed, "Wow! Sir, go and have a look, Dillo seems to be in trouble!"
Lu Zhengkang turned his head, and Di Luo was holding his bloody right hand and wailing.
"Don't stop! If you fail, you won't get anything to eat!"
The Xueman boy wailed and continued to torture himself. Every time he tested the hot iron sand, he died repeatedly.
Jonas was trembling with fear at Lu Zhengkang's ruthlessness, "I...I suddenly don't want to learn that much anymore..."
The troll man gently clenched his fingers and made a dull sound like a drum.
The Brighton kid suddenly shook his head and stood up straight, "Learn! You must learn! If anyone doesn't let me learn, I will beat him to death!"
Lu Zhengkang smiled and said, "Don't worry, if you can't learn it, I won't let you stand on the ground."
The boy's face was sad and flustered. The snow on Hrothgar Peak was so cold, but no matter how cold it was, it couldn't be as cold as my heart.
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"You contain powerful power within your body, but you haven't discovered it yet." Lu Zhengkang swayed around Jonas in a circle, his low words having the background music of Dilo's screams.
"Every time you spit out your eyes, the power is working. This power is given by the human body and mind, as well as the will of God. After all, the so-called spitting out your eyes is just a magic, and the principle is just to use your spirit.
The force resonates with the "earth bone" in the dark, and then makes the magic energy succumb to the will of the mage. The earth bone is the law of the operation of all things. Only by feeling the existence of it can you obtain an endless stream of mysteries and magic.
strength!
"The mage sticks to the bones of the earth through rituals, spells and other methods. Master Roar uses his heart to feel the bones of the earth, to feel God, and to accept God's blessings. But you are even more different!" Lu Zhengkang stared at Jonas sideways,
His expression was as solemn as looking at a treasure.
"Me? How am I different?"
"What's different about you is that you are a dragonborn! A born god, the bones of the earth are in your soul. This is your advantage, but it is also your disadvantage."
Jonas was thoughtful.
"For ordinary people, there will be obvious changes in mental strength, but you are born with it, just like instinct. It is difficult for you to notice it and difficult to control it, just like you cannot control your own heartbeat."
"Sir, there must be something you can do, right?"
"Yes, I have preliminary researched some mental martial arts techniques. This is exactly what I intend to teach you."
"marvelous!"
Lu Zhengkang suppressed his malicious smile and peeked down the cliff, which gave Jonas an ominous premonition.
"As long as you like it. I'll explain the principle first, and then I'll put it into practice.
"For beginners who have enough control over mental power, they can use it to improve their strength and spell resistance, just like this."
Lu Zhengkang rolled out a small fireball and hit himself on his body. The enchanted tattoo lit up slightly, but the spell shield did not expand. The fireball was like a loose snowball and instantly disintegrated into large clusters of sparks on Lu Zhengkang's body.
"More advanced applications involve the exercise of imagination."
Jonas' curiosity suppressed the uneasy throbbing of his subconscious, and asked: "Imagination? What kind of imagination?"
"Mental power is a kind of power that involves emotions and thinking. The human body has limits, but the mind has no limits." Lu Zhengkang smiled, "Ordinary moves can also have terrifying power. The principle is the same as spitting.
The purpose is the same, but the way of release is from words to actions. In this process, the mental energy is also not consumed, but only plays the role of resonance."
Lu Zhengkang saw that Jonas was puzzled, so he explained in more depth, "That is, integrating spells into combat, replacing spells, spell configurations and rituals with mental power, and completing a new spell-casting model. I will practice it for you. Note
look."
Lu Zhengkang took a deep breath and began to practice a set of spiritual heat palms from the Infinite Vajra Sect in his previous life. The so-called spiritual heat is the mechanism of qi. The function of human consciousness is in harmony with the power of the heart. Now that he has this set of palm techniques, the surface of his hands
It ignites a blue fire that is as bright as the sky and the sea, and there is a golden halo on the surface like the deep Buddha light, which is extremely magnificent.
"drink!"
Lu Zhengkang swung his palm towards the snow in the courtyard, a huge flame handprint flew out, and a golden character slowly rotated in the palm of his hand. Wherever it passed, the ice and snow melted, the mist evaporated, and the palm print flew out of the cliff and floated far away.
It took dozens of feet to dissipate.
The air is filled with hot steam, making people feel like it's summer.
Jonas was stunned and speechless.
Di Luo even drooled with envy, and then Lu Zhengkang, who had his back turned to him, scolded him, "Go on, don't be lazy!"
The Brighton boy came to his senses and immediately jumped on the troll man and hugged him tightly, "I want to learn! I want to learn!"
"Of course, you come down first, and I'll let you take the first step right away."
"Okay, okay!"
Lu Zhengkang peeked at the cliff again, then looked thoughtful, and said slowly: "For your situation, you must first feel the strength of your mind before you can further study, and this requires absolute mental tension and a body on the verge of despair.
"
Jonas had a strong foreboding feeling.
The troll man smiled and said, "So, you go down first!"
After saying that, the boy saw the familiar green fluorescence, which was the paralysis technique. In an instant, he was unable to move, and then he saw Lu Zhengkang grab his body and throw it away.
He flew off the cliff lightly.
Jonas was in mid-air watching the things around him retreat rapidly, but now he couldn't even blink his eyelids. Soon, the cold wind blew out his tears.
In his blurred vision, death was approaching rapidly.
