Time flies, and one year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Ever since Yacasu paid homage to Baozhilin, the entire Chan city seemed to have calmed down, and there were no major disturbances that affected the order of the government and the world.
This guy's journey to study medicine was not smooth. Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are completely different concepts. Yacasu had never been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine before, and he did not speak Chinese well, so it was quite difficult to learn medicine.
Lei Hu couldn't help. He had to spend a lot of energy on training to improve his strength, and he also had to take care of the affairs of Zhongyi Hall. He could only sympathize with Yacasu's difficult process of studying medicine.
The relationship between the two was going well. Lei Hu spent most of this year in Baozhilin, and only half of the time lived in Zhongyi Hall to deal with urgent matters in his small courtyard.
In the small martial arts training ground in Baozhilin's backyard, Lei Hu still had a bald head, his upper body was naked and dripping with sweat. He had just stood on the Hunyuan pile to warm up. At this time, he was dancing vigorously with a Daguan Dao, and saw the light of the knife.
He was howling with anger, and his whole body seemed to be submerged in the shadows of knives.
He flashes and moves with nimble steps, and his figure is nimble. One moment he is like a crane dancing gracefully, and the next moment he is like a tiger descending the mountain. The chassis is steady and domineering. With the light of the sword dancing in his hand, those who don't know think that the fierce generals of the Sui and Tang Dynasties are reincarnated.
Different from the fancy ones on the stage, every time the Daguandao in Lei Hu's hand is swung, it carries awe-inspiring domineering and unparalleled sharpness. The sword's light is like that of a trained horse, giving people a fierce and unshakable domineering momentum.
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Every time the sword was swung out, the sword's light was sharp and fierce, and it roared with faint energy, which showed how fierce the sword was.
If ordinary people faced such a ferocious and domineering sword power, they would probably not be able to withstand the fierce and sharp momentum brought out by one move. Those with a strong will can retreat calmly, while those with an unsuccessful will may be paralyzed with fear on the spot.
Incontinence of urine and feces.
Lei Hu was immersed in the training of sword skills. Almost all his mind was used to perceive the changes in strength and strength of the sword, and he had no time to pay attention to the power of the sword technique after it was exerted.
The red upper body is covered with sweat and shines bronze in the sun.
The sharp-edged muscles are full of explosive power. With every swing of the Daguandao, certain muscle parts of the upper body that are exposed to the outside tremble together, as if they should be swung in response to the sword's light like a horse training, making it even more powerful.
Add some power.
What's even more surprising is that if you don't observe carefully and have insensitive ears, you will definitely not be able to hear Leihu's breathing that seems to be invisible but has a certain rhythm when he leaps and swings his sword.
After finishing a set of sword skills, my whole body was hot and sweaty, my breathing was undisturbed, my eyes were bright and my fighting spirit was high, and most of the strength in my body was self-generated.
call!
Open your mouth and let out a long breath, feeling indescribably refreshing.
Carefully appreciating the subtle changes in the body, showing a confident smile on the face, and clearly feeling the improvement in strength, this is the happiest thing for a warrior like Lei Hu who is obsessed with martial arts.
After the turbulent energy and blood in his body had completely calmed down, he placed the Daguandao, which weighed about twenty kilograms, on the weapon shelf next to the small martial arts training ground.
It's not that he has any preference for ancient heavy weapons. The sword skills he uses are of course derived from the sword skills used by generals in the army. If he really went on the battlefield in ancient times, based on his performance just now, he would definitely be a rare and powerful general.
Of course, the main reason why he has the leisure to play Guandao is to exercise his control over strength, hoping to improve the level of Mingjin he has already reached.
There is no doubt that Neijiaquan is basically derived from ancient military martial arts. In addition to the basic pile exercises, there are also supporting equipment training methods.
Let’s not talk about the famous Big Gun, which has not been developed yet. Whether it is Tai Chi, Bagua, or Xingyiquan, there are supporting equipment training methods. The purpose is to help the warriors understand the changes in strength and become better.
Take control of your own strength.
The Daguandao sword technique played by Lei Hu naturally has such purpose and effect.
Since reaching the Ming Jin realm more than a year ago, Lei Hu's strength has been in a state of steady improvement. Now he has reached the middle stage of Ming Jin, and his martial arts skills are quite impressive.
Don't think that Ming Jin is not strong in the middle stage. By this time, he can condense most of his body's strength into one body and unleash it completely in battle.
This rate of progress is even faster than that of Lin Shirong, who entered Mingjin first.
The ring competition at the Pier Entertainment City gave him ample opportunities for practical training. Once his strength encountered a bottleneck, he would strengthen his training for half a month and then fight in bloody and cruel ring battles for several days. Even though the process was painful and tiring, he was still able to
He is easily injured, but he can overcome the bottlenecks he encounters.
Therefore, since entering the Ming Jin level, Lei Hu's strength has been improving with almost no gap.
This rate of progress is quite astonishing. Huang Feihong even asserted that if he continues like this, he will be able to reach the peak level of Ming Jin in less than two years!
The peak of Ming Jin...
In terms of combat destructive power alone, it is no worse than masters of An Jin or even Hua Jin. However, in actual life and death battles, it is not as good as An Jin and Hua Jin levels where the strength can change more diversely and freely. The chance of winning is not that great. This is not to say that it is certain.
Can't do it.
Lei Hu is very satisfied with the speed of his own strength improvement. He can often clearly feel the improvement of his strength. In addition, when he exercises to the point of forgetfulness, it always gives him great mental and physical pleasure. His whole mind is devoted to crazy exercise.
After reaching the middle stage of Mingjin, Huang Feihong began to teach him how to exercise with equipment.
The effect is actually average. The equipment exercise method requires more time and energy to be effective, and the speed of progress is not as fast as that of stance and fist exercises.
"Ahu, don't underestimate equipment training, this is the best way to get into the dark energy!"
Facing the doubts raised by Lei Hu, Huang Feihong smiled heartily and expressed his intention without any concealment.
"Thank you for your teaching, master!"
Lei Hu was very moved by Huang Feihong's selfless teachings. As expected, this master was not in vain.
Since then, in addition to regular stance, fist and kick exercises, he has invested a lot of energy and thought in equipment exercises, and the results are pretty good.
However, one benefit of training with equipment is that after you get started, you can gradually feel the changes in strength on the knife shaft. As your realm becomes deeper and deeper, you can feel the changes in strength on the gun shaft more and more clearly.
Lei Hu had a bold guess. Once he could fully feel the change in strength when wielding the Daguandao, he would be close to the level of dark strength. Maybe he would be able to jump in with just a small opportunity.
At that time, it is estimated that my level of Ming Jin has reached its peak, and I will be more able to handle the changes in strength in my body, and my strength will reach an astonishing level.
He has high expectations for that kind of state and level.
Full of fighting spirit in his heart, he walked up to a string of sandbags hanging from bamboo poles, stepped on Qilin steps like a tiger descending from the mountain, and punched fiercely.
boom!
The sandbag that was hit shook violently, and the linen cloth that the fist touched suddenly exploded and sand flew out...