You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 3 Advanced Practice
Most people only have one chance to learn martial arts, which is to learn from a teacher in high school. That is the kind of martial arts that can help one become a martial artist, not the miscellaneous physical fitness tricks found on the Internet.

The so-called warriors need to rely on body-building martial arts to cultivate a qualified physique, and then go through special transformation and awakening before they can succeed. Each province and region has its own mainstream body-building skills.

In the northwest, when monsters are approaching the city, people practice less boxing and more killing. What they practice in high school is the ancient martial arts spearmanship.

The first eight moves are for all ordinary students. Once they have mastered them, they can go to the battlefield and fight against monsters that are not so powerful. Even if monsters break into the city and kill them at the door again one day, they will not sit there and wait for death.

At the same time, this is also an opportunity for low-level students like Jiang Qiu to continue learning martial arts. If they can seize the opportunity and learn the last twelve moves, it would be a blessing!

"The first eight moves of this ancient spear technique are centered on gathering muscle strength. Each move mobilizes the strength that has accumulated in your body over the years, pulling your muscles, tendons, bones, and internal organs to condense a bright force. Even if you change the spear into a fist, you can add several hundred pounds of strength. So you should imagine the spear as a fist, making them one and the same. Don't lose sight of one while focusing on the other, or it will look awkward."

Wu Shan talked eloquently while rotating his wooden spear left and right for demonstration, but his torso remained as still as a mountain. All the spear moves came from the turns of his wrist, and his military power was natural.

"The test will be conducted in three days. It will only be eight moves. I will teach you the moves and you will practice. As for the various medicines and resources needed for gun training, you can apply for them after you receive the gun heads. It has nothing to do with most of you now. Squad leader, call someone to the equipment room to get the sharp gun barrels!"

He lowered his gun and gave an order. Wang Guanjia obeyed the order and a thin boy followed him decisively. A dozen students followed one after another, including a girl.

Without saying a word, they all crowded out. When they came back, Wang Guanjia was holding a wooden spear in one hand, and the classmates behind him each carried three or four wooden spears on their shoulders.

"Well, now that you have the wooden spears, practice with me." Wu Shan looked down at the five rows of students holding spears with his right eye, turned sideways and squatted in a horse stance, holding the end of the wooden pole with his right hand and the middle with his left hand. "Posture training is the foundation. After you practice well, the power will rise from the ground, twist at the waist, shoulders and elbows, and burst out between the fists. Otherwise, it's all just show!"

Wow!

Wu Shan stretched out the spear in his left hand, his shoulders rising and falling like the waves, his waist twisted naturally, and the tip of the spear pierced through the air with a swish, but his legs had already taken root and did not move at all.

Slurp! Woohoo!

Without any pause, the spear tip was pulled back as the waist twisted, then pierced through the air, and was retracted. The spear head trembled more and more fiercely, and the killing force was like a lotus. The whistling sound made the air chilly, but it was still held in the palm of the left hand that seemed to be without any strength!

A group of students clenched their wooden spears, imitated Wu Shan's movements and lowered their center of gravity, trying to block and stab the spears, but their actions were clumsy, like shrimp soldiers dancing with toothpicks, without hearing the wind or seeing the momentum.

"When blocking, grabbing or stabbing with a spear, the key is to use the power from the waist. With your strength, you can't even kill an ant with just the power of your arms. You still have your legs as the foundation. Why are you shaking? If you can't do it, get out!"

Wu Shan explained and instructed everyone on the essentials of ancient martial arts spear techniques with a bad temper, as if his left eye, which had been sutured, was about to split open again and a black eyeball would suddenly pop out.

But as a employed warrior, he was indeed very knowledgeable. Jiang Qiu listened carefully to his lectures, following the tip of the spear and the long handle with his eyes, learning the basic skills of blocking, holding and stabbing the spear.

The feeling was completely different from what I had imagined when watching the teaching video. At this moment, my muscles were trembling, and my upper body was like a wrung-out towel. When sweat was squeezed out of the pores, the tip of the gun also broke through the air, and it was as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on my legs so that they would not be deflected by the force of the gun.

A group of young men maintained a monotonous movement, but the physical energy consumption was ten times that of the usual horse stance practice. The muscles of the upper body were twisting, and the bones of the lower body were pulled. After a while, the legs and bodies of the young men could not stop shaking.

thump.

"I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore."

In less than half an hour, a relatively thin boy fell to the ground and sat on his butt.

Wu Shan stared at him with his one eye like a hawk catching a mouse, and shouted coldly: "Leave the gun behind you, get out, and don't get in the way here!" He knew that no useful talents could come out of an ordinary class, and teaching ancient martial arts and spear techniques was just a requirement of the general situation. Could such an ordinary student really pick up a wooden spear and stab a monster to death?

The task will be completed in three days and there will be no need to bother with these students in Class 8 anymore.

To be honest, it’s only okay to teach outstanding students, and some of them are quite interesting.

"Practicing the spear according to the essentials really consumes a lot of energy."

Sweat was pouring down Jiang Qiu's neck. His thin school uniform was soaked and stuck to his muscles, with the deep wrinkles and grooves showing the outline of his muscles.

Speaking of which, he has been exposed to the most basic martial arts training since elementary school, and has never slacked off for a moment. His foundation is solid. He also practiced the ancient martial arts spear technique sixteen times last night, and unexpectedly inherited the excellent body-building effect, and his physical fitness has been greatly improved.

Now that he had practiced this spear technique repeatedly, his body was like a bonfire. With limited firewood and the help of wind, all the impurities in his body were burned away, and the wooden spear in his hand became more and more natural.

Huh~Huh~Huh~Huh~
Hoohoo, hoohoo.
His breathing and spear-thrusting pace were in sync, coordinated with the rise and fall of his chest.

[In-depth practice once]

[17/100]

Jiang Qiu's eyes lit up. It turned out that practicing one of the spear techniques alone could also advance progress. As long as the key points were grasped, it could be regarded as in-depth practice!
Realizing this, he focused more on blocking the spear, thrusting the wooden spear between his left hand and gradually gaining momentum.

"Jingle Bell"

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the sunset light shone through the glass window frame onto the staggering teenagers. Jiang Qiu put away his gun and stood up, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

At a quick glance, there were only about thirty students left. Among them, there were five boys and two girls who could still stand upright. Among them, only the class monitor Wang Guanjia stood upright. The others were leaning on wooden spears, twisting the corners of their clothes, sweating like water.

"Today I will teach you the essence of the first four moves. Put down your wooden spears. I will teach you the essence of the last four moves tomorrow morning."

Wu Shan turned around and left without looking back. The wooden spear he threw out made two major circles in the air and then fell on the wooden frame with a click, trembling and dying.

"it is finally over"

The exhausted young men walked slowly to the wooden rack, placed their wooden spears across their shoulders, and left the training hall breathlessly with their wet school uniforms in their pockets. There were fewer shouts and curses than before, and most of them looked tired but excited.

"My father has had contact with Teacher Wu before, and he also prepared medicinal bath resources for me. I have secured the title of the leader!"

A thin boy is full of motivation. Although he is just an ordinary student in Class 8, he has always been on good terms with the class monitor. He also lives in a civilian area in the outer city and his family background is better than more than half of his classmates.

In order to help him succeed, his father spared no effort. Even if he failed to get into the final Northwestern Wuhan University, it would be an indisputable honor for him to have been a leader. He privately borrowed hundreds of thousands of yuan and asked someone to send expensive bone-healing medicine to Teacher Wu.

The saying "poor in literature but rich in martial arts" is exactly this principle. Sufficient resources can achieve twice the result with half the effort!

His father also said that Teacher Wu was fine, but it was just a small quota for the leading position, and he could get it if he passed the test.
(End of this chapter)