"Report to the coach, I have finished teaching." Song Tianjiao proudly reported to the coach.
"Have you finished teaching! Have you finished teaching the whole set of 32 exercises?" the coach asked in surprise and doubt.
"Well, I've taught you all, 32 movements, not a single move missing." Seeing the coach's expression, Song Tianjiao almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The coach seemed to understand all of a sudden and said seriously: "Tianjiao, you have to teach well. After you have finished teaching, the key is whether he has learned it. Don't tell me that he hasn't learned a move."
"Cheng Yu, come here and practice with the coach." Song Tianjiao waved to Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu came to the coach, stood up, raised his stance, bang bang bang bang, and landed a set of long punches. He seemed to be much more refined than before.
The coach looked at Cheng Yu like a monster, "Hey, darling, it took me three months of practice to become so proficient. No, it's not as good as this. This is too fast. Half an hour is as good as three months for me."
"Classmate Cheng Yu, tell me the truth, have you ever learned this before?" the coach came back to his senses and asked.
"No, I have never learned martial arts." Cheng Yu answered honestly.
"Have you seen other people practice?" The coach was reluctant.
"I haven't seen it, let alone seen it, and I haven't heard of it either. No, no, we don't have anyone who knows martial arts over there." Cheng Yu answered with certainty, not like he was lying.
"Everyone gather." The coach blew his whistle and called everyone over.
"Students, I'm gathering you here now because I want you to see how a freshman practices." After the coach finished speaking, he made room in front of the team and said to Cheng Yu: "Cheng Yu, let me perform for you.
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Cheng Yu stood in front of everyone and struck out with a set of punches again. This time, he was more solid and disciplined than the previous one.
The team was no longer calm.
"You're so awesome. Senior Sister Song is so awesome. It only took a few minutes to teach her so well!"
"Is this what Senior Sister Song taught me?"
"I think Senior Sister Song taught her well. This new student is a waste. Didn't you see the one you asked Senior Sister to beat just now?"
"You have the brains of a pig. Let Senior Sister Song teach you, can you be better than this loser? If you call others waste, you are just a pig."
"I've been learning this boxing for a semester, but I'm not that familiar with it. Today I stabbed my butt with a knife - it opened my eyes."
"Stop talking about you, I've been studying for five months to be so smart."
"For your TN, isn't five months still one semester?"
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"Do you think Cheng Yu played well?" The coach stood in front of the team again.
"good!"
"Why don't you applaud? You're stupid!" There was loud applause from the team, as well as voices of dissatisfaction.
"What's the use of practicing well? If you show off your fists and embroider your legs, you won't be beaten like a pig's head! Damn it."
"Students, the purpose and purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen your body, not to fight with others."
"Why is it useless if you practice well? The movements are standardized and neat, and you can participate in performance competitions. Routine performance is very important in martial arts competitions." The coach guided everyone.
"From now on, everyone should learn from each other's strengths, get out of class is over!"
In the afternoon training, Cheng Yu still received a lot of beatings. Fortunately, there were no classes scheduled in the evening because it was Friday.
After dinner, Cheng Yu was called away by Grandpa Ruan. Ruan Xingquan took out a jar from under the bed, poured some medicinal wine from it, lit it, and wiped Cheng Yu's wounds.
I saw Grandpa Ruan skillfully grabbing the burning wine, applying it to the red and swollen areas, and rubbing it.
Cheng Yu felt burning and very comfortable. Soon the swollen area felt relaxed and returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It is really a very effective medicine. It seems that Grandpa Ruan should know a lot about medicine and can learn more about it in the future.
Cheng Yu learned the lesson from last night and returned to the dormitory early.
There were three people in the dormitory. Seeing Cheng Yu come back, Qiu Zizhao was the first to speak: "Cheng Yu, you practiced well today. On the first day of training, you were praised by the coach. It seems that it is hidden deep. Master, I admire you."
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Without waiting for Cheng Yu to be modest, he continued, "Are you interested in going out to practice? There is a Jiyu martial arts school here. There are a few boys there who are not convinced by us. We made an appointment to practice with them on Sunday."
"Yes, Cheng Yu, the three of us are not enough. There are many of them. I saw it today. You are a master. Come with us." Xia Ming also supported him.
"Cheng Yu, if you have time, come and take a look." Lin Wei said calmly and calmly.
"Brother, I, I'd better not go. I don't know how to fight. The coach also said today that he won't let anyone fight hard, so I won't go." Cheng Yu didn't want to go, but didn't know how to refuse.
"Well, don't force it. If you go and get beaten, it won't be easy for us to explain." Xia Ming used his eyes to stop Qiu Zizhao, who was still trying to persuade him.
"Then go to sleep." Lin Wei, the dormitory director, said.
Cheng Yu lay in the quiet night, released his consciousness, and carefully studied the "Taiqing Alchemy Sutra". He was quickly attracted by the inner alchemy technique recorded in it. It turned out that there are inner and outer alchemy in alchemy.
In the inner alchemy technique, the human body is used as a cauldron, and the essence, energy, and spirit are used as medicine to reconcile yin and yang, and are supplemented by vomiting and inhalation. When successful, the elixir can be condensed into alchemy near the sea of qi and Guanyuan, forming the Dantian, also known as the Lower Dantian.
Before the Lower Dantian is completed, the prehistoric spiritual energy required for human martial arts is stored in the Qi Sea, in a gaseous state, with a very small capacity.
Once the Dantian is formed, it is stored in the Dantian. When the Dantian is small, the prehistoric spiritual power is stored in a liquid state. When the Dantian is fully formed, it is stored in a solid state, giving you a sense of inexhaustible supply.
The practice of inner alchemy can be promoted through the method of breathing in and out, and the power of thoughts can be used to promote it. There are also miraculous elixirs to assist in improving cultivation.
Cheng Yu was pleasantly surprised by his discovery. He looked back and saw that there was actually a recipe for refining the Condensing Pill. The materials needed were Awakening God Grass, Black Bone Powder, and Walnut Shells. The materials seemed not difficult to assemble. I guess Ruan
Grandpa has it there.
It seems that this Taiqing Alchemy Sutra is really good. I will study it carefully in the future.
Next, Cheng Yu tried the training methods recorded in the inner alchemy.
First, use the breathing method to inhale the air into the sea of qi below the navel, and then use the power of your mind to guide and rotate and compress it.
After many attempts, it actually had some effect. I was secretly happy. Yes, I actually felt the power of the gas, and the gas was gradually liquefying.
Could this power be the ancient spiritual power? The new discovery made Cheng Yu excited.
After more unremitting efforts, Cheng Yu finally felt the change at the moment of forming the pill.
It was as if I heard a "bang" sound in the sea of qi, and the sea of qi disappeared. I released my spiritual consciousness to observe, and there was a sphere the size of a peanut or rice grain in the sea of qi.
Is this Dantian? Was it successful?
Cheng Yu felt the power in the sphere, as if it contained huge energy and could burst out at any time.
It actually formed pills directly without passing through the liquid state.
He didn't know how many people spent their whole lives practicing until death, but still failed to form elixirs.
It only took him a few hours of trying to succeed, which was mainly due to his powerful power of thought and the power of his blood.
Cheng Yu only slept for two hours before dawn.
Because it was Saturday and there were no classes, Cheng Yu said hello to Lin Wei and went to find the concierge, Grandpa Ruan.
After Cheng Yu left, Qiu Zizhao began to complain to Xia Ming, "Why didn't you let me talk yesterday? If Cheng Yu doesn't go tomorrow, what's the point of fighting?"
"I have a way to make Cheng Yu go." Xia Ming said confidently.
"What can you do? See what you can do. It's like you are Zhuge Liang. Don't overestimate yourself. If Cheng Yu doesn't go tomorrow, you will be the one who gets beaten."
Seeing that Qiu Zizhao didn't believe it, Xia Ming didn't bother to argue with him, and directly said his plan, "Listen to me, if Cheng Yu doesn't go, we can drag Song Tianjiao over, start a fight here, and then send someone to deliver a message to Cheng Yu
Son, I think he can definitely come."
"Well, Xia Ming, your approach is good. Song Tianjiao has a bad temper. If she knew we were going to fight, she would come even if we weren't invited."
Lin Wei analyzed and thought, and continued, "I think we can't take the initiative to inform Song Tianjiao and Qiu Zizhao. It's up to you to handle this. You can find a way to let Song Tianjiao know about our appointment tomorrow."
"In this way, if something happens, we are not responsible."
"Remember, I revealed it to her accidentally." Lin Wei added at the end.
Cheng Yu couldn't restrain her excitement when she took the black bone powder and walnut shells, the alchemy materials she got from Grandpa Ruan.
When we came to the plum blossom piles on the playground, this place was far away from the dormitories and classrooms, and it was blocked by wooden piles, so it was not easy to be discovered. Cheng Yu had already taken a fancy to this place.
He took out the Qiankun Furnace from the Qiankun Bag and prepared the materials. He had already accumulated hundreds of Awakening God Grasses in his hand. Every time he went to cut firewood, he could find quite a few. He set up an alchemy formation, hung up the furnace, and activated it.
Thoughts, divine fire, arise!
Cheng Yu no longer hesitated and started to refine it directly with Samadhi True Fire. Although the success rate was lower, the speed was fast to ensure safety.
After a while, a strange aroma emerged from the furnace. Well, this is the smell. This is the smell of the Concentrating Pill. I just don’t know what the success rate is. Even if it can be half successful, it must be the first time. Cheng Yu comforted himself in his heart.