Chinese Martial Arts: My Super Beast Clone

Fuhu Martial Arts School, Outer Courtyard.

The disciples were practicing their stances and boxing, and the atmosphere of training remained enthusiastic.

In the corner, three or four unfamiliar faces appeared, clumsily imitating the standing posture taught by the senior brother; they were clearly newcomers.

People come and go, like rowing against the current; if you don't move forward, you fall behind.

Lin Hai walked to his usual spot, took a deep breath, lowered his waist and sat in a horse stance, wrapped his arms around himself, and assumed the posture of a tiger-taming stance.

His mind quickly calmed down.

However, no matter how he stood, how he adjusted his breathing, or how he felt every change in his body, the feeling of "legs as heavy as lead" remained elusive, hazy, and impossible to truly grasp.

He could feel his strength growing and his muscles becoming firmer, but that strength was scattered. It was distributed throughout his body, each element acting independently, unable to coalesce into a cohesive whole.

Just like now, when he throws a punch, even though his body has the strength of 500 jin, he can only deliver less than 400 jin of punching force on the iron man's stake.

At lunchtime, Lin Hai took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, inside which was the last Tiger Power Pill.

He decided to try one last time with the last Tiger Power Pill.

If successful, I can save twelve dollars for tuition next month.

The Tiger Power Pill quickly transformed into a warm current that spread throughout the body.

The blood and qi begin to surge, like a pot of boiling water.

It was afternoon, and most of the disciples were eating or taking a nap. The courtyard was empty, with only a few particularly diligent disciples still practicing in a corner.

Lin Hai stood firmly on the stake frame again.

As the effects of the Tiger Power Pill fully took hold, he felt his blood and qi circulate more than twice as fast as usual. His skin turned slightly red, fine beads of sweat appeared, and wisps of white steam even rose from the top of his head.

His consciousness was clearer than ever before.

He could "see" the immense power of blood and qi surging and crashing within his body.

They rush towards the arm, and the arm feels swollen and painful.

They rush towards my chest, and I feel a tightness in my chest.

They rush towards the head, and the head feels dizzy.

Just then, the words that his senior brother Chen Wu had repeatedly emphasized suddenly surfaced in his mind without warning.

"Standing meditation is not about standing still to the death, but about staying alive!"

"Relax! Relax your shoulders, relax your waist, relax your hips! Relax your whole body!"

"Sink! Sink your breath, sink your strength! Sink all your power to the soles of your feet!"

"Roundness! The frame should be round, the strength should be round! Roundness ensures continuity, while squareness leads to breakage!"

"Unity! Hands and feet in unison, elbows and knees in unison, shoulders and hips in unison! The whole body as one, movement is movement of the whole!"

loose……

Lin Hai's heart skipped a beat, and his previously tense shoulders subconsciously relaxed.

The surge of energy that rushed to his shoulder seemed to find an outlet, flowing downwards along the loosened joints and meridians.

Sinking...

His mind began to guide that flow of qi and blood, preventing it from surging upwards haphazardly, and instead causing it to slowly sink downwards.

As the waist and hips relax, the center of gravity naturally shifts downward.

round……

He slightly adjusted his arms, making the embracing posture more rounded, and his knees also slightly bent inward, transforming the entire frame from a rigid form into a unified whole.

all……

The moment the pile frame became perfectly aligned, he felt as if his body had transformed into a single entity.

Hands, feet, waist, and hips—they all become part of a unified whole.

The blood and qi that had been surging wildly within the body, like a flood that had found its way into a river, flowed down the spine like a great dragon, through the loosened waist and hips, along the thighs and calves, and finally, with a roar, poured into the soles of the feet!

"Buzz!"

A bell seemed to ring in Lin Hai's mind.

His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.

The loose energy throughout the body was completely integrated and twisted into one force at this moment.

Legs felt like lead, and the center of gravity remained unmoved.

It became.

Lin Hai slowly opened his eyes. He remained in the standing posture, his body motionless, but his entire demeanor had undergone a dramatic change.

Just then, footsteps came from behind him.

It was Senior Brother Chen Wu. After finishing his lunch, he came to patrol the courtyard as usual.

Chen Wu stopped beside Lin Hai, glanced at him, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

He could tell that Lin Hai's stakes looked different today.

More stable, more substantial.

That energy and spirit were also completely different from before.

Lin Hai didn't turn around, but spoke.

"Senior Brother."

"Hmm?" Chen Wu responded.

"Try kicking me."

"Hold on tight!"

Chen Wu nodded, and then... kicked out.

It was quite powerful.

Lin Hai felt his entire body being pushed by this force; his upper body swayed, but his feet... remained completely still.

All the downward converging forces acted like an anchor, firmly pinning him to the spot.

His body swayed slightly, but his feet remained still.

Chen Wu's eyes lit up.

He withdrew his foot and stared at Lin Hai for three seconds. Then, he reached out his right hand and slapped Lin Hai hard on the shoulder.

"Good lad!"

Chen Wu's face revealed undisguised surprise and appreciation.

"One month. You've mastered it in just one month. Kid, you've got the basics down?"

Lin Hai didn't speak, he just smiled.

Chen Wu released his grip and looked Lin Hai up and down as if he were seeing him for the first time.

"Let me tell you, when I first started learning, I stood there for a full six months."

Chen Wu's tone was half sentimental and half nostalgic.

"For half a year. I stood in the stance every day until my legs were weak. My master would hit me on the head every day and say that I was a block of wood and could not be carved."

He shook his head, then laughed.

"And you, kid, only lasted a month."

Lin Hai spoke up.

"It's because my senior brother taught me well."

"Come on," Chen Wu waved his hand. "There are over thirty people in the outer courtyard, how come you're the only one who's figured it out in just one month? That's called talent."

He said.

"Come, follow me to see Master."

Lin Hai nodded and followed Chen Wu into the inner courtyard.

Several disciples from the outer courtyard noticed this scene.

A disciple who was practicing his arm strength by shaking a long pole stopped what he was doing, watched Lin Hai walk into the inner courtyard, and turned to ask the person next to him.

"Lin Hai... went into the inner courtyard with his senior brother?"

The person next to him also stopped.

"No way... he's only been here for a month."

The news spread very quickly within the college.

Within minutes, almost all of the thirty-odd outer court disciples knew about it.

Ma Liu was squatting against the wall, eating a sesame seed cake, when he heard a few people talking nearby, and he almost dropped the cake.

"Who? Lin Hai?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. The senior brother kicked him, he stopped, and then the two of them went into the inner courtyard together."

Ma Liu swallowed the sesame seed cake in his mouth and stood there stunned for a while.

"A month..." he murmured.

He arrived several months earlier than Lin Hai.