MTL - Sword God-Chapter 1 Keep improving

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The sky was slightly bright and silent.

Most people in Xiaohu Town are still sleeping, but Chen Zong quickly opened his eyes, his body twisted, as flexible as a loach, he got out of the bed and quietly landed. His hands and feet were dressed and washed, and he took a few mouthfuls of pancakes, hands and feet. Attach heavy iron pieces to each waist and open the door lightly.

The light outside was dim and silent, took a deep breath of fresh air and then slowly spit it out. The coldness hovered around the chest, cheering up Chen Zong's spirit, and running forward after moving his hands and feet.

The heavy iron piece on his body weighed thirty pounds. Rao was carrying it on a daily basis. When he ran a few hundred meters, he was still breathing, but he clenched his teeth and resisted persistence.

No pain No gain.

Run to the small lake, stop, rest for a few minutes, continue to spread your legs and run around the lake.

There is more than 1,600 meters in a small lake. It takes about ten minutes to run down with a weight of 30 pounds. After three consecutive laps, Chen Zong drenched his body with sweat. The whole man seemed to have just been salvaged from the water and his skin was red. His body was feverish, his heart beating like a big drum throbbing, his breathing was fierce like a big bellows being pulled in a smithy.

The rising sun rises, and the first rays of light shine on Chen Zong's face, reflected with sweat, and the glow is full of vitality.

He tried to breathe deeply. Chen Zong's feet separated from front to back with shoulder width, his front legs were bent, his hind legs and knees almost touched the ground, his heels were lifted and his feet were propped up on the ground, his body was low, his center of gravity was distributed, his muscles were tight, The tiger's claws are flush with the eyes in front, the right hand is fisted into a fist, and the palm is close to the chin. The palms are straight and straight, like a tiger coiled, with a cold face, and the eyes become coherent and sharp.

ready.

"what!"

The exhalation sounded like a spring thunder blast, the low-lying body suddenly moved forward, the waist was strong, the back was undulating, as if to rush forward, the strength was violent, and the right fist hit with all its strength, like a fierce tiger.

Tiger boxing, one of the three martial arts of the Chen family, imitates the movements of the tiger. There are five types of movements. After training, you can exercise to 50% of your body. It can be used as a method to strengthen your body and to attack and defend. Chen Zongxi It has been two and a half years since then, and the five types are basically mastered.

The five-stroke style of the tiger force boxing was performed in succession, and the fist was under the wind. Chen Zong stood up with his back straight, exhaling a long breath.

"Starting with a tiger-style, ending with a tiger-violence style, hitting the wind, and still in a small stage, I don't know when it will be a big one?"

Martial arts can be divided into entry, small success, great success, and even fulfillment. There is a saying: Great success is easy to obtain, and success is hard to find.

It only takes time and hard work to reach Dacheng. To be successful, you must understand the essence of martial arts and master the essence.

Tiger force boxing is divided into four levels: tiger shape, tiger sound, tiger roar, tiger momentum, corresponding to entry, small success, large success, and completeness.

Tiger-shaped refers to the five forms of tiger boxing that can be used skillfully. It looks like a tiger on the surface. It is very weak and almost empty.

The sound of tigers can be used in a very coherent manner, with a certain power, and can make a slight breeze like a tiger growling.

Tiger Roar has been able to give full play to the power of Tiger Boxing. Under its display, it looks like a tiger standing and snarling in front of it, with an amazing momentum.

As for the tiger potential, Chen Zong has not yet understood what it is, because no one in the whole family has cultivated the tiger force boxing method to a successful state.

"Ordinary people practice building basic martial arts. Three months can get started, one year can be a small one, and three years is a big one. But it took me two years to reach a small one. Progress is slow." Chen Zong whispered to himself, full of unwillingness. : "This abominable congenital lack of blood has allowed me to practice hard for two and a half years, not only delaying martial arts entry, but also only reaching the level of qi and blood. So, how can I participate in the war of warriors in the clan one month later? How? Entering the clan hall? How can I find a treasure for Adai? "

Thinking of the family children who practiced martial arts with him at the same time, they are not at least the third layer of Qi and Blood, but they are at least the second layer of Qi and Blood. Even if they are one year younger than his family, they are now also trained at the second layer of Qi and Blood. Chen Zongbian Unwilling.

"If it's not congenital ..." Thinking of this, Chen Zong was a little hesitant.

At that time, when he was still in the womb, because the monster attacked the fetal gas, it was difficult to give birth at birth, his mother sacrificed himself and saved him. Even so, Chen Zong also fell into the root cause of congenital lack of blood.

Even though the lack of congenital blood has seriously delayed the progress of martial arts, Chen Zong has never resent it, but sometimes he will inevitably feel irritable, and it is clear that he has to work a few times harder than others, but because of congenital lack of blood, he is far behind others.

"If I can't do it once, I'll do it twice, if I can't do it twice, I'll do it three times. Ada said," People, keep improving. I'm just slower than others. I'm not incapable of practicing martial arts. Perseverance will always succeed. " , Chen Zong put on a tiger-style again, and practice again.

Fate is so, why?

Only rise up and fight for self-improvement.

Tigers, tigers, tigers, tigers, tigers, tigers, and tigers. Each style is exhausted. The five styles are coherent. The whole body is flushed with blood and the sweat is constantly seeping out of the wet gray jersey. Many footprints are left on the ground. , Crisscross.

The rising sun rises, the golden light shines, and sprinkles the earth, awakening all vitality.

After three consecutive tiger force boxing, Chen Zong had to stop, his limbs twitched uncontrollably, and the muscles on his body seemed to be torn, and the pain was like a tide of waves.

"Not enough, keep practicing."

Chen Zong gritted his teeth and stretched his hands and feet in a difficult manner again.

"I must be strong, I must be a warrior, and I must transcend qi and blood. Only in this way can I find Bao Yao to heal Ayi and restore him."

The severe pain made Chen Zong's forehead and blue raised face twisted and twitched, but his strong will was stubbornly supported, and he once again put on a tiger-style, strength accumulation, tiger-rushing style.

Every day, Chen Zong exercises himself this way, desperately tapping his own potential.

After the fourth pass, Chen Zong couldn't support lying on the ground anymore, his body twitched, his body didn't seem to be his own. After a short break, Chen Zong struggled to get up, his stomach throbbed like a thunder, and he felt he could eat a cow.

On the way home, a familiar figure came forward, his cheeks were thin and slightly vicissitudes, a gray denim shirt, a hemp rope hung on his shoulders, a hatchet on his waist and a firm footstep.

"Cooked porridge, eat while hot." Seeing Chen Zong, Chen Zhengtang said as usual: "Exercise martial arts to relax, do not overdo it."

"Ada rest assured, I will pay attention." Chen Zong laughed, facing the rising sun, there was a kind of vigorous light.

Nodding his head, Chen Zhengtang walked past Chen Zong, Chen Zong looked back, staring at Ada's thin back, which was not as strong as before, still so straight until the corner was missing.

The Chen family is a big tribe of Xiaohu Town, with a population of several hundred. They use a lot of wood, oil, and salt every day.

A daddy Chen Zhengtang was the first martial artist in the family, but in order to find a treasure medicine for his own blood, so that he can better learn martial arts, compete with monsters and beasts, suffered serious injuries and blood loss, and finally lost everything. For an ordinary person still has a root cause.

It stands to reason that Ada had made great contributions to the family, and he was qualified to enjoy the support of the family, but he was just like his name and upright.

He said that he had just lost his cultivation and was not disabled to move, how could he enjoy the family's support with peace of mind.

Without cultivation, you cannot enter the forest to find herbs and hunting. You can do some work in exchange for remuneration and support yourself and your son, such as cutting trees and firewood.

Chen Zhengtang is teaching Chen Zong with his actual actions, affecting him all the time.

Endless life and self-improvement!

After eating the congee, wash the pots and bowls clean, Chen Zong reads while resting, practicing martial arts to strengthen his body, mastering powerful force, reading books can accumulate knowledge and enrich his heart.

"Zong brother ... Zong brother ... something bad is not good." A teenager rushed in from outside and shouted.

"What's so impetuous." Chen Zong put down the book and looked with a smile.

He was in a blue jersey with a handsome face and bright eyes. His name was Chen Yiming, who was more than one year younger than himself. His father had a good relationship with his father. He had played with himself since childhood, but he was not a brother but a close brother.

"Today's energy pill reform was issued just now. Brother Zong, your share was taken away by Chen Zhigang." Chen Yiming gasped, his face full of anger.

The energy pill is made from grain essence mixed with a few herbal extracts, which contains rich power and has obvious auxiliary effects on the training of qi and blood from one to three layers of martial arts. It is very valuable. Provide a capsule for the young generation free of charge.

"Let's not say this first, what's the matter with your eyes?" Chen Zong's heart burst, UU reading www.uukanshu.com pointed to the bruises on Chen Yiming's left eye and asked in a condensed voice.

"I saw Chen Zhigang take away Zongge's energy pills, and I wanted to grab it back, and was attacked by Chen Zhongjie's grandson." Chen Yiming said indifferently. "If it was not a sneak attack, then my grandson would not be my opponent."

"Is n’t the energy pill all issued in the afternoon? Also, do n’t you have to be there to pick it up?" Chen Zong asked in a deep voice, and his anger surrounded him because Chen Yiming was injured because his energy pill was Take it away.

"It used to be true, but the management of the energy pill was replaced. It was Chen Zhigang's concubine. He said ... he said that you should cultivate for two and a half years as a layer of vitality and energy. The pill is also a waste for you, so I decided to give it to Chen Zhigang. "Chen Yiming said resentfully:" This **** guy, because Chen Zhigang's father is the first martial artist in the family, I don't know how much wrongdoing has been done. "

Hearing that Chen Zong was more angry, but his voice was extremely cold: "Maybe one energy pill is difficult for me to make much progress, but without that energy pill, my progress is slower. This approach is equivalent to sever me The way forward. "

"Brother Zong, you need to calm down, don't go to Chen Zhigang." Looking at Chen Zong's sharp undulations in his chest, Chen Yiming said quickly: "Chen Zhigang not only cultivated to reach the peak of the third layer of Qi and Blood, I heard that his boxing skills It also broke through the other day and reached great success. "

"Relax, I won't act recklessly." Chen Zong took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He knew very well that even anger wouldn't help. Ever since Dad lost his body and became hopeless, the position of the father and son in the clan Just after a sudden fall, no one presided over justice. If you impulsively approach Chen Zhigang to settle accounts, the result is that you will be injured, which will undoubtedly increase the burden on Dad.

"I endure it now, but I won't just let it go." Chen Zong secretly said.