Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 6 Principal Lu

The students asked questions one after another, and Sun Xiong listened carefully and then answered.

After half an hour, Sun Xiong frowned and said, "It seems that most of the students' questions are focused on the control of true qi, and they are varied. I have already advanced to the Shengli stage, and the qi, blood, body, and strength are combined. I demonstrated it to you, but you don't understand it. Zhou Leng, come here and demonstrate it to the students according to what I said."

"Yes." Zhou Leng walked forward and stood beside Sun Xiong.

"Let's talk about how to reach the palm first. Many students have a misunderstanding here. They think that the true qi is a flowing qi that flows from the dantian to the arm. This view is both right and wrong."

"In actual combat, the Qi fills the whole body. At this time, the Qi is not a river, but an ocean. I have repeatedly said that you should not imagine the Qi as a line, but as a force field that is everywhere..."

"...Zhou Leng, come and demonstrate..."

"...You see, Zhou Leng's use of true energy is very precise..."

The teacher explained, Zhou Leng demonstrated, and the students nodded slightly.

As the get out of class was about to end, Sun Xiong asked, "Okay, who has any questions now?"

Feng Wenhao raised his hand and said, "I actually have always had a question about Zhou Leng. After he was injured, his internal energy remained at the first level of the Minor Success Stage. The amount and strength of his Qi barely increased, but his ability to control his Qi improved dramatically. His Layered Wave Palm and Eight Diagrams Step also improved rapidly. Teacher, can you tell me why?"

Everyone looked at Zhou Leng.

Sun Xiong smiled slightly and said, "Let Zhou Leng summarize what he has done first, and then I will tell you my opinion. Zhou Leng, tell me."

Zhou Leng was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "This incident is also a coincidence. You all know that I was bedridden for more than a month. At that time, I couldn't do anything, and I couldn't read the textbooks. I could only read "Zhao Dongjun Miscellaneous Works"

"Only Zhao Wusheng's miscellaneous works could soothe my anxiety at that time."

"The first and second volumes of the miscellaneous collection both record an incident involving Zhao Wusheng. Whenever Zhao Wusheng was injured and unable to practice, he would resort to 'heart training'."

"That is, close your eyes and repeat the details of the martial arts moves in your mind. The key is to be extremely detailed. Zhao Wusheng said that if you can't present a certain detail in your mind, it means that you haven't practiced enough and haven't practiced the martial arts in your mind."

"Yes, you heard it right. What Zhao Wusheng said was very special, so I remember it clearly. He said that we should practice the Kung Fu in our body into our brain, and also practice the Kung Fu in our brain into our body..."

"At the time, I kept reading Zhao Dongjun's Miscellaneous Works, kept watching online video tutorials, kept memorizing the relevant cultivation processes, and kept replaying the details in my mind... That period was probably the time when I used my brain the most in my life."

"This kind of training doesn't tire the body, it tires the brain, so the feeling of exhaustion is even stronger..."

"Then, my ability to control my true qi gradually improved. In addition, I gave up other external skills and focused on practicing the Dielang Palm and Bagua Step, so these two external skills improved instead. That's about it."

The students thought silently.

Sun Xiong said: "Very good, let me tell you what I think."

"Zhou Leng overlooked something crucial, spirit, or will, which is what you often hear about as martial arts will. This kind of thing is a basic skill for innate masters, but for most people, it is elusive."

"My guess is that the reason Zhou Leng was able to do those things on the hospital bed is that he experienced life and death, and the torture and pain not only did not break him, but instead stimulated his will to survive, or his will to practice."

"In short, his spirit was tempered in a very rare way. With the help of the martial saint's cultivation method, he was able to make progress instead of retreat."

Everyone nodded.

"There is another point, which is also my guess. In the past, he mostly used his body to practice, but this time, lying on the hospital bed, he was forced to constantly practice with his brain. As a result, by accident, his brain became enlightened." Sun Xiong said with a smile.

Everyone also laughed.

"Many of these details may be due to luck or coincidence, and you cannot learn them. However, in theory, you can all have Zhou Leng's spirit of not giving up in the face of injuries. I believe that if you have Zhou Leng's spirit, it won't take long for you to discover your own talents like him, and then break through..."

……

The inner training ended and everyone left one after another. Sun Xiong said, "Zhou Leng, you stay."

Zhou Leng walked over and saw Hu Yi and Feng Wenhao standing at the door.

Sun Xiong said: "I know about your situation. I wasn't kidding just now. I suspect that you should have stimulated a low-level martial arts will, but it was too mild, and your martial arts perception is not that strong, so you didn't sense it."

Zhou Leng nodded slightly.

"However, your injury does have a huge impact on your literary and physical exams. There are more than 70,000 people in the city. Even if a miracle happens, it will be difficult to get into a martial arts gym, let alone a martial arts university."

"Yes." Zhou Leng admitted.

"I have two suggestions. First, you should continue to practice this kind of mind. You should know that many people are unable to practice this kind of training. Many people who are more talented and powerful than you cannot achieve inner vision as easily as you can."

Zhou Leng nodded.

"My second suggestion is that if you fail the entrance exam to the affiliated martial arts school, don't give up. I dare not say that you are suitable for martial arts, because the current system cannot test it. Even Zhao Wusheng said that no matter whether it is a scientific and technological civilization or a martial arts civilization, the current education and selection system will inevitably not be able to cover everything, and there will always be some people left out."

"I... want to fight my way back to the West Sea Demon City." Zhou Leng said slowly.

"Okay!" Sun Xiong said, "When your grades come out, if you can't get into the affiliated martial arts school, come find me and we'll discuss a path that's right for you. I can't say for sure what I can do for you, but I can guarantee that you won't fall too far behind your classmates of the same age."

"Thank you, Teacher Sun!"

Sun Xiong stood up, patted Zhou Leng on the shoulder, and said, "Go."

After finishing the internal skills class, everyone went to different external skills classes to study according to their different martial arts skills.

Hu Yi went to the finger technique classroom, Feng Wenhao went to the boxing classroom, and Zhou Leng went to the palm technique classroom.

After finishing the palm technique class, the three met again in the outdoor footwork class...

Some teachers answered questions, some talked about the deeper principles of martial arts, and some talked about life at a martial arts university, sparking the students' imaginations.

As the lunch bell rang, students from all over poured out of the classroom.

Some people rushed to the school cafeteria, some rushed to the small cafeteria, and some stayed in the classroom. Zhou Leng and the other two, together with the labor committee, carried the large lunch basket containing the lunch boxes of the three classes back to the classroom. Some students gathered to look for their own lunch boxes.

The three of them opened their aluminum lunch boxes and filled the table with food as usual.

After lunch, the three of them simply rinsed their lunch boxes. On the way back, they looked through the window in the corridor and saw people from the small cafeteria downstairs coming out one after another.

Xu Qingjin's ponytail swayed in the crowd.

"I guess they have been eating meat and medicinal meals every day these days. The food in the canteen is really mouth-watering." Hu Yi said.

"Either you get into the top class, or you can't afford the food expenses of tens of thousands a month," said Feng Wenhao.

At this time, a familiar broadcast sounded.

"...I wish all the senior high school students..."

"...same as in previous years...this year's No. 8 Middle School has set up a college entrance examination reward..."

"...If you are admitted to Yunhua or Jinjing University, you will be rewarded with ten Qi-nourishing Pills, three Yuan-boosting Pills, and three Blood-cleansing Pills..."

"... Passing the exam to become one of the top ten martial artists will reward you with three Qi-nourishing pills and one Yuan-boosting pill..."

"…At the same time, we will set up a martial arts exam progress award. For every 10,000th place improvement in the city's ranking, one Qi-nourishing Pill will be awarded…"

"...The person who has made the most progress and ranks over 1000 will be the champion of progress, and will be awarded an extra Yuan-boosting pill and a martial arts teaching video of his/her choice worth points of combat merit or contribution..."

Everyone pretended not to hear, and Zhou Leng was stunned for a moment.

A flame rose in Zhou Leng's heart.

After the college entrance examination, the monthly subsidy of more than 1,000 yuan ended.

Zhou Leng originally hesitated whether he should major in martial arts to compete for the "martial arts bonus", or put martial arts on hold to make money first, and then practice after earning enough money.

But if he could get three extra Qi-nourishing Pills and one Yuan-replenishing Pill, his strength would definitely increase slightly.

At that time, you can directly earn martial arts bonuses.

Whether it is breaking into the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation, or going to the Demon City to kill enemies and accumulate military merits, or other methods, you can support yourself and earn much more than working.

Even if I have to sell the pills in exchange for time to practice, it is worth it.

Improving 30,000 ranks might seem difficult to others, but that mysterious forest, that giant frost tree...

Zhou Leng fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong with you..." Hu Yi suddenly reached out and patted Zhou Leng's shoulder.

The next moment, Zhou Leng took half a step back to avoid the attack, raised his right hand to block, but stopped instantly.

At the same time, the true energy surged.

???

Hu Yi and Feng Wenhao had question marks on their faces and stared at Zhou Leng.

"The Qi moves with the body? Probably not there yet, but it's almost there." Hu Yi said.

Feng Wenhao glared and said, "We agreed to play badly together, but you secretly broke through!"

"I was just thinking about the changes of Bagua footwork, and Hu Yi came to attack me, so I moved." Zhou Leng made up an excuse.

"I see. I thought you not only recovered but also made great progress."

"But you do look much better today than you did last week."

"Let's go back to the classroom." Zhou Leng changed the subject.

Hu Yi and Feng Wenhao didn't think much about it and went back to the classroom together.

After lunch break, I had two more classes, and then it was time to ask questions to the teacher.

The school bell rang, and except for the students in the top martial arts class, the rest of the students left and no longer attended martial arts evening self-study as before.

The three of them walked to the door together and saw a familiar old man with white hair and beard, smiling at the students who were leaving.

"Goodbye, Principal!" The senior students saluted Principal Lu one after another.

"Goodbye, Principal." Zhou Leng also bowed.

"Zhou Leng, take good care of yourself." Principal Lu patted Zhou Leng's left upper arm kindly.

"Thank you, Principal!" Zhou Leng said.

After leaving the school gate, Hu Yi said, "Our Principal Lu is really amazing. He even called out my name a few days ago."

"He just doesn't have a high talent for martial arts, and people of that generation didn't practice martial arts from a young age, otherwise he could have really been a big shot."

"The head of a school is an important person, right?"

The three of them looked back at the gate of No. 8 Middle School, surprisingly said nothing, and walked home in silence.

(End of this chapter)