Start getting stronger by modifying your breathing method

Chapter 12 Revealed
"Ok?"

Chen Wu's expression changed slightly and he looked up suddenly.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, instantly locking onto the direction from which the sound came.

In a corner of the training room, a young man with an ordinary face, wearing a black and red martial arts uniform, was raising his hand and preparing to punch.

Seeing this, Chen Wu took a few steps and came to Hu Qi.

"Were you the one who made that noise just now?"

Hu Qi paused, a hint of doubt flashing across his face at the right moment.

"I don't know what happened. I was practicing and suddenly it became like this. Coach, is there something wrong with my training?"

"Haha, no no, there's no problem at all, you've been practicing correctly, keep it up, I'm very optimistic about you!"

Chen Wu laughed and patted Hu Qi on the shoulder.

Even if others don't know, how could he not know?

That sound was clearly the essence of the first artillery punch in mixed martial arts.

Being able to deliver this punch, even if it was just a fluke, proves that the opponent has mastered mixed martial arts to a proficient level.

"He Chi, I'm afraid you'll be beaten by me again this time and won't be able to turn over!"

Thinking of this, Chen Wu was in a good mood and even found Hu Qi very pleasing to the eye.

Seeing this, some students who were resting nearby looked at each other in surprise.

Although they did not understand the meaning of the sound, as long as they were not blind, they could roughly guess it based on Chen Wu's attitude.

Inside the training room, on a wall near a corner.

Song Jian, who was originally chatting with his companions, also cast his gaze over.

Looking at Hu Qi's face, he frowned involuntarily.

"Do you know this man's name?"

Hearing this, the people around him looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

Although they have been training together for a few days, they don't have much interaction with each other.

The most I can say is that he looks familiar, but it's difficult to call out his name.

"I remember when he introduced himself before, he seemed to have said his name was Hu Qi."

At this time, sit aside and stretch your arms.

The girl named Lin Rong thought for a moment and added.

"Don't take it to heart. When he was practicing before, his movements were very awkward. He is far inferior to you, Song Jian."

"Yes, Brother Song, we all know your strength very well. That guy is not even worthy of carrying your shoes."

Several companions nearby also agreed with a smile.

In response, Song Jian withdrew his gaze and said nothing.

Indeed, as several people said, this person has some talent.

But it is still far behind him.

The reason I asked just now was just out of curiosity.

I am not qualified to compete with him at all.

Hu Qi didn't care about what everyone thought.

What he just did was naturally intentional.

The purpose was to make changes and attract Chen Wu's attention.

When you are weak, it is necessary to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but you also need to show some value appropriately, which will undoubtedly be more beneficial to yourself.

of course.

He did not use his full strength and still restrained himself.

It is reasonable to reach a proficient level in mixed martial arts in just a few days.

But to reach the level of minor success is a bit too outrageous.

……

In a rental house.

The sharp blade swept across his neck, and bright red blood splattered onto Hu Qi's face.

In the pool.

A big rooster with a strong body, a blood-red crown and colorful feathers was lying sideways in the pond.

A circle of hair below its neck had been plucked out, and there was a cut on the exposed skin that almost severed it.

Blood flowed out of the wound and finally meandered into the overflow hole below. As the rooster lost a lot of blood, its vitality was drained away, and the strength of its struggling wings gradually weakened.

Finally, stop moving completely.

"As expected, it still doesn't work?"

Hu Qi looked down at the rooster he had killed, then looked somewhere in the void, frowning slightly.

Modification panels are great, but without modification values, they are useless.

these days.

He made several attempts.

From ants and insects to today's roosters, the values ​​can be modified without any movement.

"Do I need to touch the antiques to absorb some cool air from them?"

Hu Qi pinched his brows.

Thinking back to some passages from novels I read in my previous life, I suddenly felt that it was not impossible.

"Forget it, let's eat first."

Thinking of this, he glanced at the big rooster in the pool, turned around to boil a pot of water, and began to pluck its feathers skillfully.

Dozens of minutes later, a pot of clay pot chicken covered with pancakes and sprinkled with chopped green onions came out fresh from the oven.

"It seems my cooking skills haven't deteriorated."

Hu Qi picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken, blew on it, put it in his mouth and chewed it. The aroma of the tender chicken spread in his mouth and a look of enjoyment appeared on his face.

Maybe it’s because of practicing mixed martial arts and Yangyuan breathing method, Hu Qi’s appetite has increased a lot recently.

He ate a big rooster cleanly.

You have to know that this is not one of those roast chickens on the market that are not much bigger than a fist.

However, with that comes...

In recent days, his physical condition has been getting better and better.

When I take off my clothes and take a shower, I can clearly see that there are obvious muscle contour lines in my arms, abdomen, chest, back, legs and other parts of my body.

After more than ten minutes, we had enough food and drink.

After a simple tidying up, Hu Qi went out with a black garbage bag.

After throwing the garbage into the trash can downstairs, he walked out of the community.

His destination this time is Moshi Street, which is ten kilometers away from here.

The right handlebar of the electric bike was broken when I fell down while going to the vegetable market to buy chicken. It is now in the bike shop for repair and has not been repaired yet.

Since there was no car to ride, Hu Qi decided to take the bus.

Although there are subways in this world, they are not widely used for some reason.

Qirong City is a small third-tier city and currently only has one highway, which was built not long ago.

And naturally, Dongcheng District where he is located, as part of the old city, does not have it.

Fortunately.

There are many bus stops not far from the rental house, just across the road from the community.

At this moment, it was around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The sky was covered with a thick layer of dark clouds, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of gray gauze, and the air was a little stuffy.

During this period of time, there are not many people waiting for the bus at the bus stop.

There was only a grandmother and her granddaughter wearing sun hats.

After looking around, Hu Qi took out headphones from his pocket, put them on, and played a popular song.

If you get closer, you will find that Hu Qi's breathing is very smooth, as if following some special pattern.

It is the Yangyuan breathing method.

After he advanced this method to perfection, it had completely replaced his way of breathing.

Unlike mixed martial arts, Yang Yuan breathing method cannot improve strength quickly and obviously, but it will subtly change Hu Qi's physique over time.

Compared with other students, he has longer lasting stamina and recovers faster.

Hu Qi even had an idea that perhaps even without the modifier, he could rely on breathing techniques to improve his mixed martial arts skills again and reach a proficient level in no time.

time flies.

A few minutes later, the B3 bus you need to take arrives at the station.

Hu Qi set off and followed the grandparents into the car.

(End of this chapter)