Chaos and monsters begin with the red dragon's clone.

"Junior Brother Zhang, usually it's the senior brother who's in charge of teaching. He'll start tomorrow, and it's almost afternoon now. Are you going home to share the good news, or should I give you a simple lesson first?"

After leaving the courtyard, Zhao Shaoting changed his address to Zhao Shaoting, which made him seem more intimate. The Flying Stone Fist had nearly a hundred members, and their relationships were actually quite loose.

Zhang Xun nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother."

The inner courtyard was about the same size as the outer courtyard, but there were far fewer people; only a few dozen were practicing their sword techniques.

The two arrived at a corner of the venue.

This is a sandy shed frame with many wooden sandbags hanging from it.

"The front yard only teaches some basic knowledge; I'll first tell you about the progress in martial arts training," Zhao Shaoting explained.

"The first step in martial arts training is to hone and temper the body; this stage is called body tempering. It is divided into three realms: refining blood and forging tendons, breathing exercises to purify the body, and polishing the skin and strengthening bones."

"With the first stage of Blood Refinement and Muscle Tempering, my strength has significantly increased. When I go out and encounter ordinary people, I can easily take on three or four at once!"

"This is thanks to the subtle heat flow and the special rhythm of your body during your breakthrough, an invisible force that integrates your qi and blood into one. Otherwise, simply training your body would only yield limited improvement."

Zhang Xun understood; this was the essential difference from his previous life.

He suddenly thought of the gloomy energy that the red dragon sensed, and he guessed that it was related to the ability to cultivate heat flow.

"And mobilizing that heat requires two things: first, time to build up or get into the right state; and second, it needs to be mobilized again after it's used up. This is a fatal flaw in actual combat."

Zhao Shaoting paused for a moment.

"What Yi Jing needs to do is to cultivate and strengthen this heat flow until it permeates from the bones into the internal organs. Only when he cultivates the breathing technique and his energy flows continuously with each breath can he be considered a true martial artist."

"And this mainly depends on training and diet."

"Once you've mastered most of the moves, you can add a few key ones. The main thing is nutrition. After a year of solid training, your nutrition will determine how quickly you progress to the second and third rounds."

Zhang Xun remained calm; the saying "the poor are scholars, the rich are warriors" was no joke.

If you don't have a good family background and want to make it big, you need talent; if you have neither, you can only dream.

Fortunately, he had the Red Dragon with him, so even though he was far away in the fog, he could still provide substantial help.

Seeing Zhang Xun's calm expression, Zhao Shaoting admired him even more. Despite his mediocre family background and talent, he wasn't intimidated. Even if he could only reach the second realm, he would still have the foundation to build a family business.

"So what are we going to learn today?" Zhang asked.

"Of course, it's about learning practical skills."

Zhao Shaoting laughed heartily.

"Punch techniques are just the foundation; to improve combat ability, you need weapons. Generally speaking, unless the difference is too great, you can't beat someone with weapons with bare hands, whether you're an ordinary person or a martial artist."

"Our Flying Stone Sect has the Flying Stone Fist Technique for unarmed combat and the Flying Sand Blade Technique for weapons. Today, I'll simply teach you the first three moves of the Flying Sand Blade Technique."

Seeing Zhao Shaoting pull a wooden sword from the weapons rack by the wall, walk into the sand, and begin his explanation and demonstration.

As soon as Zhang Xun had a thought, the red dragon hatchling that was dormant in the volcano on the other side also opened its eyes and focused its attention.

"This sword technique is swift and fast, mainly composed of nine moves, requiring the coordinated exertion of all the muscles in the body..." Zhao Shaoting held the sword in one hand, and his originally gentle face immediately revealed a sharp edge. He swung, slashed, and hacked, his movements seemingly ordinary, yet they possessed an inexplicable power that made people's scalps tingle involuntarily.

"...If you want your swordsmanship to be swift, you should mainly rely on footwork for power, using your waist and hips as the axis, and letting the sword in your hand follow the momentum. Your fist stance is the foundation, your tendons and bones are connected, and your movements are swift and continuous, each step producing a sound, each sword strike a sound, and the sword and footwork resonating together. To make your footwork fast, you simply need to keep your calves taut, push off with your feet, and keep your thighs centered, controlling the tension and relaxation..."

Zhang Xun also took out a wooden knife and mimicked the motion, copying the gourd in the same way.

"First move, Wind's Breath and Fleeting Shadow..."

As soon as he started working on it, he sensed something was wrong.

This sword technique may seem simple, but it is actually extremely difficult.

Not only do you have to adopt a certain posture, but you also have to coordinate your breathing and muscle movements.

He felt like a puppet on strings, his knife-wielding movements stiff and lacking the fluidity and naturalness of Zhao Shaoting's style, reminding him of when he first learned boxing.

Is this what it means to have average natural talent?

Zhang Xun sighed softly.

Fortunately-

He tried it last night; the Red Dragon Body could provide remote assistance, or rather, the Red Dragon Body's brain and soul consciousness.

One soul, two bodies: In reality, the soul consciousness controlling each body is different, just like the left and right hemispheres of the brain.

The human body's soul consciousness forms the main perception of self, and is not greatly influenced by the personality of the five-colored dragon, so this is the dominant factor; the red dragon's soul consciousness, due to its innate powerful dragon brain structure and the influence of the dragon's inheritance, has a far greater understanding and perception of specific things than ordinary people, such as the understanding of martial arts, the perception of energy, the control of the body, etc., which is known as innate intelligence in the native world.

Furthermore, it can temporarily switch the consciousness of two bodies. For example, loading the consciousness of the Red Dragon into a human body can enhance the human body's muscle coordination and power control in martial arts. Doing so will put a considerable burden on the mind and body, exacerbate fatigue, and cannot be sustained for too long, but it is enough.

next moment.

Zhang Xun's eyes flashed, and as his mind went blank, his control over his body suddenly changed. He was still like a puppet on strings, but he had become a highly skilled master puppeteer.

劈。

砍。

撩。

The sword-wielding posture was adjusted and adapted little by little, slowly and subtly, but always moving in the right direction.

This is another great help that the red dragon body brought him!

After Zhao Shaoting finished explaining, he watched Zhang Xun practice his sword strikes haltingly and sighed inwardly. Aptitude was indeed too important for martial arts training. Just as he was about to go over and correct his posture, someone shouted from not far away that someone was looking for him in the front yard, so he turned around.

"Then you can start practicing."

"Okay, senior brother, you go ahead and do your work. I can practice on my own."

Zhang Xun focused his mind and practiced the monotonous sword swinging.

Once, twice, three times...

My brain felt increasingly heavy, my body felt like it was filled with lead, and my coarse cloth shirt was soaked with sweat, sticking stickily to my skin.

Zhang Xun snapped his consciousness back to normal, feeling as if an invisible shackle had been removed from his body. He suddenly felt light and lay on his back, panting heavily.

Only then did he notice that in another corner of the arena, Song Zhou was also practicing the Flying Sand Blade Technique, also practicing the first three moves, but the smoothness of his opponent's practice was already far superior to his.

This is pure talent dominance.

But it doesn't matter. As long as you study hard and practice diligently, and make continuous progress little by little, you can eventually close the gap.

With a thought, two lines of small characters even appeared below the red dragon's body in the volcano's view.

'Flying Stone Fist Technique: 107/300, Proficient'

'Flying Sand Knife Technique: 2/100, Beginner Level'

These are fictional characters, which are not difficult for the Red Dragon Hatchling, and the overall control is relatively accurate.

"Even if the red dragon form can't reach the vicinity of Dongluo Town for a while, I'm confident that I can forge a path and ensure at least my safety with my human form alone." Zhang Xun raised his head, looking at the blue-clad figure practicing diligently in the boxing academy, and the earlier depression and worry in his heart began to slowly fade away.