MTL - Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World (Farming And Learning Martial Arts To Bring Peace)-Chapter 12 12 way spring legs

In the qigong class in the afternoon, I did not learn any substantial content.

Chi Qiaosong had some understanding of his predecessor, why he stopped learning qigong after learning a few "Zixia Qingchen" qigong lessons, which is too illusory.

Even if you find a sense of qi, cultivate a breath of qi.

Corporal Three Realms have no combat power at all, and learning is equal to not learning.

As for the three realms of advanced masters, the battle of the Royal Qi has indeed soared, but the difficulty is like taking the test of Tsinghua University and Peking University. Who can have this confidence.

Furthermore, Liu Chun, the qigong teacher, is lazy and gentle, and students call him Chunchunzi behind their backs. He has no respect at all, which indirectly affects students who are interested in qigong.

But no matter how vague, Chi Qiaosong still wants to learn this qigong, because this is the only qigong taught in the lecture hall.

He stayed in the dormitory that night, and early the next morning, he took the gifts prepared in advance and found Kong Hongcai who had just woken up from the teacher's dormitory.

"Mr. Kong."

"What's this for?" Kong Hongcai opened the bag and saw the jerky, tobacco and alcohol inside, his mouth was polite, but he didn't push the bag away.

"I feel that I have reached a bottleneck in learning "Mad Cow Strong Boxing", and there is no new progress in my practice, so I want to learn another martial arts."

"Learn another subject?" Kong Hongcai pondered, "It's not that the teacher said you, Chi Qiaosong, your martial arts aptitude is very average, relying on the understanding of life and death to barely make a breakthrough, you should play steadily, not recklessly. New martial arts."

These are his words from the bottom of his heart.

Martial arts is like building a house. If the foundation is not strong, how can a house be built on it.

Chi Qiaosong shook his head: "Teacher, I'm just learning a new introductory kung fu. Don't you still know "Bounce Legs", Teacher Kong? I want to try to learn it."

"It's "Twelve Ways of Playing Legs"... If you practice martial arts like this, I'm afraid your body will be broken."

"I'll spend more money on medicinal herbs."

Seeing Chi Qiaosong's insistence, for the sake of gifts, Kong Hongcai stopped saying, "Okay, if I have time in the afternoon, you can learn "Twelve Ways of Playing Legs" with me."

"Thank you teacher!"

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In the morning, Chi Qiaosong stopped practicing "Mad Cow Strong Boxing", and changed to practice "Twelve Ways" in the afternoon. This is an introductory leg technique. If you practice it until you die of old age, it will look like a third-class wrestler.

When Kong Hongcai was not free, he went to qigong classes and read the scriptures of "Purple Xia Qingchen" with Liu Chun.

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Chi Qiaosong kicked his legs high, and he kicked the wooden stakes standing in the weeds in the backyard.

Once he got off his legs, his body was a little warm. Now that he is in the wrestling realm, it is not as difficult as before to learn basic kung fu. But after a few days of hard training, I became more and more aware of how poor this body's martial arts aptitude was.

The frequency of muscle coordination, the degree of joint twist, and the change in rhythm all made him feel awkward.

"If I don't have the golden finger of one acre of thin fields, I will fight for the rest of my life, and I will not be able to enter the Lishi realm." Chi Qiaosong sighed, the feeling of physical incongruity was very uncomfortable.

But when he performed "Mad Cow Strong Fist", there was no sense of stagnation.

As if he was a martial arts genius, he could control his body as he wanted to fight wherever he wanted.

"This further proves that the power of one acre of thin fields can make me reborn with just one piece of fruit!" He was not discouraged at all, even if he was not a martial arts genius.

He relied on farming, and sooner or later he became a great master.

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A week went by in a hurry.

On the weekends, Chi Qiaosong did not choose to stay in the Lecture Hall, and went home on a donkey.

The door of the house has changed slightly. Father Chi and Mother Chi pulled a batch of old bricks from the city at a low price and spread them on the lawn in front of the door.

"Big brother!"

Chi Xiaoya happily greeted her.

"The food is in the bag, you can find it yourself." Tossing the snakeskin bag, Chi Qiaosong rushed to his farmhouse.

The 1-acre thin field is looked after by my father, and it is safe and sound. The lentil seedlings in the field have been covered with emerald green lentils, bunches of lentils.

There is no doubt that a bumper lentil harvest will follow.

However, he had no intention of paying attention to the lentils, so he walked directly to the middle of the thin field, and looked at the laurel trees swaying in the wind. In the bushes, a faint little yellow flower bloomed.

""Twelve Ways of Bombing Legs" condenses 1%..."

Seeing this, Chiqiaosong was overjoyed: "Wonderful!"

There was a package of ready-made fertilizers in the material library. He did not hesitate to fertilize. A light fell from the sky and fell on the laurel tree.

The small yellow flowers wither and wither, and the small black fruits ripen quickly.

The aroma is tangy and refreshing.

Picked the fruit, put it in your mouth and chewed it gently, it was almost tasteless, turned into a breath of fresh air and entered the stomach. The next moment, the familiar warm current rose and spread to all limbs.

The mysterious and mysterious information kept flashing in his mind, it was the myriad changes of "Twelve Ways of Playing Legs".

The body involuntarily followed, and a pair of long legs flew up and down in the lentil field, and then suddenly turned somersaults, jumped over the fence, and came to a big tree.

Legs lift, clack, tree trunks break.

Even kicking the upper, middle and lower positions, the trunk also broke in three consecutive upper, middle and lower positions.

The trunk of the tree fell, but Chi Qiaosong did not let it go. His long legs were like a sickle, and he kicked the branches one by one, breaking them one by one, and finally hitting the half of the stump, hitting the instep hard.

Boom!

The stump immediately shattered into a pile of rotten wood.

"Hoohoo."

Maintaining the posture of hitting with his legs, waiting for the heat in his body to subside, Chi Qiaosong slowly retracted his legs, UU reading www. uukanshu.com's body re-stands: "The increase in strength is not large. It seems that the strengthening of the body by introductory kung fu is what I am now."

"but."

""Twelve Ways of Playing Legs", I completely master it!"

He is not sure of his combat power, whether he has jumped from the lower third to the middle third, but he is definitely much stronger than the previous self. If you fight with Youshangu again, it will definitely not be difficult to kill.

Wipe the sweat from your forehead.

Looking back at the one acre of thin fields.

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The first grade of thin field: one mu

Fertilizer library: no

Ben Linggen (1): Laurel Tree

External Spiritual Root (0): None

Spirit Crops: Lentils

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Run out of fertilizer.

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"Like "Mad Cow Strong Boxing", "Twelve Ways of Bounce Legs" also needs an opportunity to improve from Dacheng to perfection." Chi Qiaosong thought to himself.

But there is one thing.

He felt that he had to find time to release the news of breaking through the warrior realm, and then learn more advanced martial arts.

This time, the entry-level cross-training kung fu did not greatly improve his strength. No matter how much he learned, it would be difficult to help him improve his realm, which was a waste of fertilizer.

"Go hunting in the mountains, and I'd better meet a tiger."

In Dacheng's "Twelve Ways of Jumping Legs", when he was walking, he felt like he was floating in the clouds. If there was a gust of wind, he doubted whether he would fly.

I don't feel the fatigue of climbing mountains in the past.

The muscle and membrane at the Achilles tendon has been strengthened a lot, and his running and jumping ability has been greatly improved, which really makes him happy.