The students looked at Sun Mo's leaving figure and looked at each other.
"What should I do? Teacher Sun won't be angry, right?"
Wang Hao was worried. What if Teacher Sun was angry and didn't give him massage in the future?
"Teacher Sun is not that kind of person, right?"
Zhou Xu wasn't sure either. He already regretted talking too much yesterday.
For a cultivator, successfully advancing to the next level is something worth celebrating. When Zhou Xu went back yesterday, he happily called out his friends and went to Tiantian Residence to reserve a private room for a treat. During this period, he naturally talked about Sun Mo.
And the ancient dragon capturer who promoted him to the next level.
Who can live without a few friends? Everyone was curious and wanted to come and have a look. Zhou Xu, who wanted to save face, couldn't refuse, so he brought everyone to see Sun Mo early in the morning.
"Aren't you just a freeloader? Why are you so pretentious?"
Some people were rejected and unhappy.
"Hey, what does it mean to be a freeloader? If you call me Teacher Sun like that again, be careful that your friends won't be able to do it!"
Zhou Xuzheng was worried that he had offended Sun Mo. When he heard this, he suddenly became angry and said it back in a strong tone.
"Let me tell you, Teacher Sun's ancient dragon-capturing skills are really powerful. He has practiced them to the extreme. Even the ancient dragon can be captured physically and mentally with one claw."
Wang Hao boasted: "If you can't see it, it's your loss."
Sun Mo went downstairs and went to the cafeteria to eat. He went to bed early yesterday and did not wait for the lucky box to be refreshed at midnight. However, this kind of reward will not disappear, and it will be the same if it is opened in the morning.
No surprises at all, just another handful of dirt.
"System, can I save these things so that they don't always hang around in front of me?"
Sun Mo stretched. The boys and girls had already gotten up and were sweating profusely on the playground practicing martial arts. Under the shade of the trees, some people were reciting alchemy knowledge.
"If you blink your left eye twice, you can exhale a locker. If you blink again, the locker will disappear."
Following the system prompts, Sun Mo blinked his eyes twice, and a black cube with a side length of one meter appeared in the void in front of him. It was completely black, like ink in an inkstone, and the mysterious patterns all over its body revealed a sense of mystery.
A simple and gorgeous atmosphere.
Click!
The wall of the box opens and there are storage racks inside for storing items.
Sun Mo pulled out the sandalwood-scented wooden knife from his belt and tried to put it in.
"Impossible, the locker can only store items from the system."
System science.
"whispering sound!"
Sun Mo was a little disappointed, he thought he had gained a space locker.
After breakfast, Sun Mo went to the library and borrowed the Heavenly Wolf Fist manual. He studied it while walking to the warehouse. Not long after, Qi Shengjia also came. If Sun Mo hadn't told him to have a good rest, he would have been waiting early in the morning.
With.
"Punch Sirius first!"
Sun Mo ordered.
Qi Shengjia did not dare to neglect. After taking a few deep breaths, he started boxing meticulously, striving to make every movement perfect.
"Sirian Wolf Boxing is all about speed and smoothness. What are you doing?"
Sun Mo frowned.
With Sun Mo's excellent reading comprehension, after reading it several times, he roughly understood this technique. It is characterized by fast attacks and is good at speed. The power of each blow is not great, but the attack frequency is very fast.
Qi Shengjia lowered his head. In order not to make any mistakes, he naturally played slowly.
"Don't be afraid of making mistakes. You would rather miss the target than slow down!"
Sun Mo scolded: "Do it again!"
Although Qi Shengjia was stupid, he was obedient and would not complain. He started fighting again seriously. Sun Mo didn't speak, so he continued over and over again.
Sun Mo's mind was fused with the memories of that deity. Although he was called a freeloader, he still had some abilities. He could instruct students to practice a rubbish earth-level mid-level technique without any difficulty.
"Not fast enough!"
Sun Mo was dissatisfied: "Forget accuracy, punch faster!"
After a while, Qi Shengjia was sweating profusely. When Sun Mo said to take a rest, he sat down on the ground, panting heavily.
"Drink of water."
Sun Mo threw over a deerskin water bag.
Gudu! Gudu!
After Qi Shengjia finished drinking, he wiped his mouth, looked into Sun Mo's eyes, and couldn't help but praise: "Teacher Sun is so awesome. I feel that the Heavenly Wolf Fist today is much smoother than before."
Ding!
Favorability from Qi Shengjia +5.
Reputation relationship with Qi Shengjia, neutral (56/100).
When he heard the system prompt, Sun Mo was stunned and shook his head. He was indeed an honest man. He just played a little smoother, so he was satisfied and began to admire himself.
Sun Mo didn't know that because he had cured Qi Shengjia's hands and feet before, which gave him hope when he was in despair. In addition, the effect of the collaterals unblocking technique on Wang Hao and Zhou Xu was also good, so Qi Shengjia now has special trust in him.
He felt that he was lucky to have his personal guidance.
"Continue after you have rested."
Sun Mo was dissatisfied. He wanted to defeat his opponent and pass the Dou Zhan Hall assessment with this small improvement? It was simply a dream.
The Heavenly Wolf Fist is not complicated, there are only twelve chapters of diagrams. After Sun Mo memorized them all, he left the field and started practicing.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The punches are like heavy rain, and the claws are like strong wind!
Qi Shengjia's eyes glanced at Sun Mo from time to time, and gradually he couldn't look away. In the end, he stopped and looked at him with a shocked expression.
Sun Mo's boxing skills, from being stiff and stiff at first, quickly became proficient.
"This this……"
Qi Shengjia stuttered. With his poor eyesight, he could see that Sun Mo's Heavenly Wolf Fist was smooth and natural. Coupled with his handsome face, it was full of elegant beauty. It was much better than his own.
"Why is this happening?"
Qi Shengjia couldn't understand. He was not unfamiliar with the map in Sun Mo's hand, because he had also borrowed it from the library. From the look on Sun Mo's face, it was obviously his first time reading Tianlang Fist, and also his first time practicing it. No,
Impossible. It is impossible to achieve this level the first time you practice.
Sun Mo stopped and frowned in thought.
"Teacher, is this your first time doing this boxing style?"
Qi Shengjia couldn't help but asked.
"Um!"
Sun Mo replied that he didn't take it seriously, but when it fell into Qi Shengjia's ears, it was like a battering ram hitting his head, leaving him stunned.
Then, Qi Shengjia's face showed deep disappointment, and he murmured: "I really have no talent."
Sun Mo didn't see Qi Shengjia's self-pity. He suddenly had a whim and activated the Divine Insight Technique to read the Tianlang Fist Atlas.
Unexpectedly, some data also surfaced.
'Bamboo paper, Xishan carbon ink, writing time, fifteen years.'
This is the material of the map, the source and type of ink, and the time of existence. But for Sun Mo, the ones below are useful.
'The core points of Tianlang Boxing are fast, and it requires force to be poured into the fingertips, but you should not punch too hard, but leave a little room and move smoothly, which is the essence of this boxing.'
"It's amazing, my divine insight."
Sun Mo was amazed. He had already thought about some of these key points, but now that they were all listed by the Divine Insight Technique, he suddenly became enlightened, as if the fog that filled his eyes suddenly disappeared.
"Qi Shengjia!"
Sun Mo spoke, feeling more confident in himself.
"The disciple is here!"
Qi Shengjia responded quickly.
"You're trying too hard!"
Sun Mo pointed out.
"Ah? But this technique emphasizes strong and fierce momentum, so you have to punch with all your strength. I have asked three teachers before, and also asked several seniors who also practice Tianlang Fist, and they all said
, you have to punch every punch quickly and with all your strength!"
Qi Shengjia scratched his hair and looked confused. Teacher Sun couldn't be wrong, right? He is stupid, so when judging whether something is right or wrong, it is based on the criterion of more people and fewer people. The party with more people must be right.
"Punching with all your strength means that the power should reach your fingertips, not just your palms or arms. It does not mean that you should use your whole body to punch."
Sun Mo walked up to Qi Shengjia and poked Qi Shengjia's chest with his finger: "Do you feel it?"
"ah?"
Qi Shengjia was at a loss and a little awakened.
"do it again!"
Sun Mo ordered.
Qi Shengjia did as he was told, and then found that the punch was fierce and powerful. He couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Is this really the case?"
"There is one more thing to note."
Sun Mo knocked on Qi Shengjia's stomach: "Your whole body's strength is too strong, so hold back a little."
Qi Shengjia couldn't understand it at all.
"Okay, now you rush towards the wall at full speed, and then change direction to dodge at the moment you are about to hit it."
Sun Mo changed his approach.
"Um!"
Qi Shengjia responded and started sprinting. Then he hit the wall with a bang and broke his nose.
"..."
Sun Mo was speechless.
"teacher?"
Qi Shengjia rubbed his nose: "Did I do the right thing?"
"Try it again, this time, use a little more strength, and when you are about to hit the wall, change direction and dodge."
Sun Mo said and simply gave a demonstration himself.
Qi Shengjia did as he was told and still hit the wall, but it was much lighter than before.
"do you understand?"
After Sun Mo asked, he saw Qi Shengjia shaking his head. For a moment, Sun Mo wanted to pull out the wooden knife and cut his head open. It was true that his potential was low and he was extremely stupid.
"Which one of the two dodges is easier?"
"Last time!"
Qi Shengjia can feel this.
"Yes, Tianlang Quan pursues speed and continuity, but if you hit every move with all your strength, there will be a pause when you take the next move. You should save a little strength. Full strength is not the essence of this boxing technique.
Consecutive fast breaks are what it is.”
Sun Mo stepped back: "Do it again!"
Qi Shengjia was still the same, so stupid that Sun Mo wanted to hit him.
"In the admissions meeting, I must find a student with incredible potential."
Although Sun Mo complained, he didn't like to give up. Now that he has done something, he must do it well.
"Now, after you have filled your fingertips with strength, punch with 70% of your strength."
Sun Mo ordered again, since Qi Shengjia is stupid, then use stupid methods to let him increase his strength little by little until he finds the limit of strength that does not affect his fluency.
After punching him a full sixty-seven times, Qi Shengjia finally understood what Sun Mo meant and found out how much force he should use to punch.
"Teacher, I seem to understand."
Qi Shengjia was overjoyed: "I feel that my punching power has improved. I'm going to the combat gym to test it!"