"It is said that you two have a reputation for intelligence. Then think about it slowly, what is Qi, where does Qi in the human body come from, and where does it come from?"
Master Li clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, Xu Zhi originally thought that Master Li was a tall and powerful man, or at least a warrior with the air of a master. Unexpectedly, this man was wearing a blue robe and had a pair of
The rotten scholar looks very much like the cross talk actor in his previous life.
However, he did not dare to have any contempt in his heart. Master-level figures often have their own sects. There are thousands of ways to climb the martial arts. If you can achieve the success of a faction in a certain place, you have already entered the palace. That is their kind of connection.
The existence that the little one wants to look up to even though he has not yet glimpsed it.
"I'm good at boxing. If you two practice getting angry and one of you loses it, you should have different trainings. Today, you should box a thousand times until the energy in your body is exhausted."
"You, punch 800 times today, and then stop when you are exhausted."
"The sandbag needs to touch the crystal screen to count one, and you can replenish your energy in the middle. This is the case today."
The king of kings and Xu Zhi looked at each other, eager to try punching sandbags. The school gymnasium also has these equipment, but they have never tried it. The master wants them to use physical breakthrough.
Looking at the energy bars prepared on one side, as well as nutritional bars to nourish the body, the cushioning and relaxing body massage cabin, two maids waiting at any time, and even two medical teams waiting, Xu Zhi felt the true feeling
difference.
The King of Kings family is a wealthy family, but compared with the aristocratic family, it is far behind. The gap between them is just like the gap between many students who are still studying hard in school and the King of Kings. They can do special attacks here
There are many backup nutrients provided for training, while other people can only use their own minds to try to improve the scores of some liberal arts exams, or run a few laps, punch a boxing bag, practice a little, and let the body grow naturally.
.
"This gap...has widened."
"Brother Nao, we need to work harder. I heard the master said that there is a little monster in the imperial capital. He also took the high school entrance examination this year. His punching power is 225 kilograms."
Xu Zhi's heart trembled and he took a breath of cold air. Just now he thought that there must be a difference, but he didn't expect that the gap was already so big. The impact of this punch was at least a hundred kilograms higher than his own. Of course,
It can really be called a monster.
"The most important thing is that he hasn't practiced Qi yet."
The king of kings said bitterly, if you practice qi, there will be such a bonus, it is not terrible, what is scary is the pure strength, when you can practice qi later, the increase will be terrible and disappointing, the base is different, the bonus
The amplitude is naturally different.
"Awesome" Xu Zhi wiped his mouth, "Then we really have to catch up. Fortunately, you gave me a hand, otherwise I would have fallen into a deep well."
Xu Zhi thought about his previous idea of taking the top few in the city. It turned out to be too naive. According to what Wang Zhongwang said, there were at least a dozen people in Hua'an City doing sprint scores in the physical education department in the last month.
Accounting for 50% of the high school entrance examination scores, even if these dozen people are slightly inferior in liberal arts, they are still their own strong enemies, and it is said that these people are very few qualified and stupid people, and their more powerful liberal arts standards are even as good as the king of kings.
On par.
Fortunately, there are few aristocratic families in Hua'an City. The children of aristocratic families have famous teachers and have the conditions. The level that Wang Zhongwang and the others use for the last month's sprint is just ordinary people.
This gap is so big that there will be no surprises.
It’s just that it’s difficult for you to take any step forward, but we have a lot of room to move forward!
Xu Zhi punched hard and the sandbag flew away.
The number on the crystal screen changed from zero to one.
Eight hundred punches must be qualified eight hundred punches.
Xu Zhi's requirements for himself are far from Master Li's standards. His body has become stronger since he stopped vomiting blood. Moreover, his greatest potential is the radiation reality of the dream world.
Hitting the sandbag requires a high degree of strength, speed, and timing. How to use your own strength to achieve the number of hits as quickly and economically as possible is probably the first lesson Master Li taught them. When boxing, they practice not only
Not only does he have punching power, but he also has dodge, endurance, and even physical resistance to blows.
Xu Zhi watched the king of kings punch hard, and the sandbag's counterattack instantly knocked others away. Didn't this hone his striking ability?
After being distracted for a moment, Xu Zhi was hit back by the sandbag. "Ceng Ceng Ceng" Xu Zhi stood on his back and was beaten back several steps in a row.
"good."
Master Li clapped his hands gently. He could naturally see that the young man who came in behind had certain potential. Otherwise, Wang Xing would not recommend hard work. For him, one is training, and the other two are also
Training and a little guidance is not a problem. Wang Xing is very sensible. He doesn't mind selling face and practicing to their level. It's difficult to take a step forward. Sometimes you need to rely on a lot of external things, and these, businessmen can obtain them at the fastest speed.
Far faster than them.
If some little ones can grow up after more than ten years, it can be regarded as a good cause. Casting a wide net will not go wrong.
Master Li looked at his calloused hands and felt a little crazy for a moment. He didn’t know when he would become a master, maybe three to five years, maybe a lifetime. He has been struggling all his life, and he has been practicing for five years now.
Seventeen years old, older than Wang Xing, his physical fitness has begun to decline, and he has to use external objects to strengthen himself. In fact, almost all masters of their age are like this.
It's just that the journey of a master is long, and no matter how easy it is, Xiangbei Province can only be reached in the palm of a hand.
Master Li couldn't help but feel a little uninterested. Perhaps, he would train one or two disciples to see the achievements of the younger generations.
"Three hundred and fifty-two"
"Three hundred and fifty-three"
Xu Zhi and the king of kings were almost at the same speed. They stood side by side. It was hard to hit the sandbag, but they were not alone.
Wang Zhongwang came from a good family since he was a child. He was tutored by tutors from the first grade to the sixth grade of elementary school. The good private education made him quite proficient in all kinds of equipment. What made him a little strange was that Xu Zhi was almost as fast as him.
Nearly equal, even a little faster.
"Damn it, when Brother Nao is finished, I'm going to punch here two hundred times by myself."
The King of Kings frowned, feeling that this was not good. A thousand effective punches would be very difficult even for him. Master Li, you should give Brother Zhi a thousand punches as well.
, my strength, come out quickly.
"Ah, hey."
The King of Kings shouted out his anger, and while waving his fists, there seemed to be a slight increase in speed.
Xu Zhi was very tired. This feeling was similar to that of running 30,000 to 40,000 meters. He still had a lot of potential, but the physical fatigue was not fake. When boxing, he was naturally fast at the beginning, but as he progressed, he became tired.
The more difficult it becomes, and to break through or strengthen, this depends on the efforts in the second half of the process.
"Hey"
He had to use his breathing and exhalation to increase his strength, because the punch just now began to fall short of the mark.
At this time, the number is four hundred and ninety-two.