Could it be that this guy is a martial arts wizard who only appears once in a century?
After listening to Huang Feihong's praise and explanation, Lei Hu was filled with joy and felt a little carried away.
In less than half a moment of practicing horse stance, he had already mastered the technique, and all the sensations on his body were the unique manifestations of getting started with the technique.
But Huang Feihong's next words made him regain his composure, and he secretly despised his childish behavior just now.
"It's just as I expected. Ahu, you are already strong enough. You can quickly learn to practice the horse stance. Try to keep up your efforts and reach the level of entering the palace as soon as possible!"
Have fun for nothing!
Under Huang Feihong's guidance, he once again put on the air of Mabu Zhuang. Before it started, Lei Hu smiled bitterly and said, "Master, why do I feel so comfortable in Zhanzhuang?"
Huang Feihong chuckled and explained calmly: "If there is no sweetness, what is the point of practicing martial arts so hard? Many people will not be able to persist at all!"
Lei Hu understood, feeling the remaining warmth in his body, and had a great yearning for a higher level of Chinese martial arts.
Then he stood for another round of horse stance. When he finished the exercise, there was a faint trace of sweat on his forehead, and the heat in his body was as warm as a big heater.
Comfortable, indescribably comfortable!
Just like taking a bath in a hot spring on a cold day, the pores all over your body feel soothed!
He clenched his fists with both hands, and he could clearly feel the strength of his body. He suddenly punched out with heat in his heart, and suddenly there was a thud in the air.
This is not Mingjin!
Lei Hu was very disappointed. He always felt that something was missing. He had already developed strength in his body, but he could not integrate the strength, let alone blast the strength from all parts of his body along the face of his fist.
"Master, according to my current training progress, when will I be able to practice Ming Jin?"
If you don't understand, just ask. Lei Hu told Huang Feihong all the doubts in his heart and some changes inside his body. He couldn't help but ask about the things he cared about most.
"Let's take a stand first and get familiar with it for a month before we talk!"
Huang Feihong smiled and said, "I observed Ahu and your horse riding before and found that your physical strength and all aspects of your quality at this time are actually quite good. Otherwise, you would not have made such great progress just after you stood on the horse stance.
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Lei Hu raised his hands and listened, keeping every word Huang Feihong said firmly in his heart.
"It's just that you were practicing hard outer martial arts before, and it seemed like you didn't have a way to practice strength. Now you are familiar with improving your strength. According to my estimation, you can basically reach the level of strength for entering the palace in about a month!"
Speaking of this, Huang Feihong had to secretly sigh at Lei Hu's excellent physical fitness, which is definitely a good material for martial arts training.
My body hasn't grown yet, and I don't have the means to practice strength by standing still. I can still practice to the current level by relying on external hard skills. If I had started practicing internal martial arts early, I'm afraid I would have entered the realm of Ming Jin.
By chance, we can go even further!
When that time comes, a boxing master’s reputation will never be lost!
These were all the thoughts in his mind, and he did not directly tell Lei Hu to know them. Even his father Huang Qiying only knew a rough idea.
If Lei Hu's recent performance hadn't won Huang Feihong's approval, he would have had to wait at least the first half of the year if he wanted to seriously teach him the techniques of stance training.
Lei Hu naturally didn't know what Huang Feihong was thinking. At this time, his thoughts were all focused on the subtle changes in his body after standing on the horse stance.
"Master, when I reach the point where I can enter the palace with all my strength, does it mean that I have entered the level of Ming Jin?"
Having seen the power of Ming Jin, he yearned for himself to be able to reach such a state.
"Let's talk about it then, don't distract it!"
Huang Feihong didn't answer. Of course it wasn't like that. There was still a crucial step to take. But now he felt that Lei Hu should lay a good foundation first, and wait until his mabuzhuang strength reached the level of entering the palace, and then talk about breaking through Mingjin.
Not too late.
With Lei Hu's physical fitness, as long as he masters the method of breaking through Ming Jin, it is quite easy to reach this level, much easier than Lin Shirong.
It's just that Huang Feihong felt that Lei Hu's future in martial arts should be more promising. At this time, he had just come into contact with the Ning Jin Zhuang Kung Fu and had no foundation at all. If he rashly breaks through Ming Jin, it would be very detrimental to his future improvement.
"Okay, let's practice the horse stance first!"
No matter how a Nanquan master like Huang Feihong gave orders, Lei Hu could only agree honestly.
He doesn't know much about the domestic martial arts and internal martial arts, so he won't be stupid enough to practice it randomly. If his body becomes useless through training, who should he cry to?
By the way, just when Lei Hu suddenly stopped making much noise and was concentrating on training his horse stance, a strange situation occurred on the dock.
I don’t know if it’s because of Lei Hu’s tough tactics, or for some other reason, but in short, the foreign ships docked at Chancheng Pier have been particularly peaceful recently.
Some small disputes and troubles that I had in the past also disappeared.
When the sailors on the ship arrived at the dock, they were basically accompanied by Zhongyi Tang's boys, who helped purchase supplies and various daily consumables. As for the phenomenon of trouble, there was no such thing.
Such a situation naturally aroused the attention of the younger brother of Zhongyi Hall, and the news soon reached Lei Hu's ears.
"No matter what they think, we just need to do our own thing well!"
Lei Hu didn't take it seriously. Although the foreigners' behavior was weird, he didn't care too much. The foreigners who were willing to come to Chancheng Wharf were basically not really powerful people.
In front of a powerful local snake like Zhongyi Tang, even if they want to make a fuss, they don't have the capital.
Didn’t the French captain who made the fuss disappear now? Almost half a month has passed since the fight at the pier. There is no sound outside, and there is no movement at all from the government.
Lei Hu would not be so stupid as to think that the French captain suffered a big loss and his sailors were severely beaten, so he would easily expose it and pretend it never happened!
He had been waiting for the other party to take action, but the current calm situation made Lei Hu feel a little weird.
Having said that, even if the other party doesn't cause trouble for him, he will still look for opportunities to mess with the other party.
At the very least, you need to know why that guy suddenly got angry. Is it something unique to this guy, or is it something universal?
At the same time, the general of the Black Flag Army stationed in Chancheng also quietly sent someone to convey the news that the matter agreed with him had been reported to Commander Liu's office, and subsequent actions would be handled by Commander Liu himself.
After thanking the Black Flag Army officer who quietly came to deliver the news, Lei Hu handed him a small wooden box to take back. This was the agreed reward.
Chancheng seems to have returned to calm, but under the calm water, there are rapids surging, brewing an amazing event...