Chapter 2 Shadowless Fist

The disciples in the courtyard saw their master coming back, and immediately practiced more seriously and diligently, shouting louder than ever before.

Sun Chengshan glanced over, showing a satisfied expression, and walked to the edge of the courtyard.

There was a well-made armchair and a matching small coffee table, which was his special seat.

He didn't sit down at this moment, but just picked up a cup of tea prepared by the disciples on the coffee table and said to Wang Yu lightly: "Do a horse stance."

Wang Yu was stunned, and then quickly glanced at the disciples in the courtyard who were doing horse stances, and sank his waist as he did so.

But his horse stance was much worse than that of a real practitioner, and it looked empty and unstable.

Sun Chengshan didn't care, and stretched out his hands to knead and tap Wang Yu's body.

"It's OK."

After a moment, Sun Chengshan stopped and asked Wang Yu to stand up.

Wang Yu couldn't see what Sun Chengshan was thinking, so he just did it.

"Hezheng, come on." Sun Chengshan sat on the armchair and waved to the older disciple beside him.

"Yes, Master." Song Hezheng said solemnly, and strode forward to the courtyard.

"I will only demonstrate three times, and try to remember all the details of my movements."

Song Hezheng said, and without waiting for Wang Yu to respond, he had already taken a stance.

He tightened his abdomen and took a breath, raised his step and punched out fiercely.

Snap!

The fist was as fast as lightning, piercing the air with a crisp sound.

Then came the second and third punches.

Song Hezheng moved his body, his steps were steady and regular, and moved with the punches.

Wang Yu's eyes widened. What Song Hezheng showed him was undoubtedly a set of boxing.

Guessing that this should also be a test before entering the apprenticeship, he did not dare to be careless at all, and focused on Song Hezheng's every move.

In a moment, Song Hezheng's boxing stopped abruptly.

"This is the first time."

After a simple reminder, he started the second time from the beginning. His punching steps were still so smooth, and every move seemed to be exactly the same.

Wang Yu secretly groaned in his heart.

After the first time, he quickly reviewed it in his mind, but he only remembered a few amazing punches that Song Hezheng threw, and most of it was still vague.

After all, he had never been exposed to martial arts before, and he was completely relying on his memory to remember.

The second time also ended quickly, and Song Hezheng continued to fight for the third time without stopping.

Wang Yu stood still, his eyes never left him from beginning to end.

When Song Hezheng finished the second time, he had memorized a lot.

After the third time, he was somewhat confident that he could restore most of Song Hezheng's movements in his memory.

After the boxing, Song Hezheng's face was normal, and he didn't breathe hard. This amount of exercise didn't even make him sweat.

"This is half of the basic boxing style of my Shadowless Fist. Show me what you have memorized."

Sun Chengshan had already drunk half a cup of tea at this time. After Song Hezheng walked to his side, he said to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu rarely did things that he was not sure of, but this time he had to bite the bullet.

He took the starting stance. Compared with Song Hezheng, the orthodox disciple, he naturally lacked some momentum and his movements were not quite standard.

Wang Yu could not care so much. He forced himself to calm down and restore as many details of the movements as possible according to his memory.

After performing half of the basic boxing style, Wang Yu was quite satisfied with his performance.

In such a short time, he thought that he could remember so many movements and connect them well, which was already an extraordinary performance.

Sun Chengshan nodded after seeing it, "The root bone is so-so, but the comprehension and intelligence are quite good."

"Then I." Wang Yu was happy. Although the evaluation was not high, as long as he could practice martial arts, it would be fine.

As long as you can practice a little bit, you can survive in this world and don't have to work in the mines until you die.

Sun Chengshan narrowed his eyes and snorted: "Don't be happy too soon. Practicing martial arts is time-consuming, laborious and expensive.

Let's not talk about the long-term. If you can't practice the first level of body forging here within three months, it proves that martial arts are not for you. At that time, you will have to leave on your own, and you will lose both your money and your life. You must think carefully."

"I have thought it through, please accept me!"

Wang Yu did not hesitate at all, his expression was firm, and he offered the tuition with both hands.

That night, Wang Yu stayed in the boxing gym.

The thousand-yuan tuition fee was not paid in vain. In name, he was now a provisional disciple of the boxing gym and could live in the boxing gym.

The quadrangle of the boxing gym was quite large, with several rows of rooms in depth.

The room assigned to Wang Yu was shared with two other provisional disciples.

One was called Wang Sanwa and the other was called Li Niushan.

Wang Sanwa has an ordinary appearance and is small in stature. He doesn’t look like a child from a good family.

He is two years younger than Wang Yu.

The other Li Niushan, as his name suggests, has dark skin and a strong body like an ox. He is already 20 years old this year.

“Brother Wang, we have the same ancestors. You must take care of each other in the boxing gym in the future.”

Wang Sanwa was the first to find Wang Yu. He is quite lively and talkative.

"I am only here temporarily. I may have to leave in three months." Wang Yu shook his head.

"Who isn't? I have been here for almost two months, but I haven't even touched the shadow of the first level of body forging. If you want to leave, I will leave first."

Wang Sanwa's bed is next to Wang Yu. Although Li Niushan is honest, he is a taciturn person and doesn't talk for a long time.

After Wang Yu finally came, he talked endlessly.

Wang Yu was willing to communicate. Through Wang Sanwa, he learned a lot about the boxing gym in advance.

For example, their master Sun Chengshan, who came to the island town No. 732 for only three years, has run the boxing gym very well.

It depends on his strong personal cultivation strength.

It is said that with a set of mysterious shadowless fists, he has cultivated to the fifth level of body forging.

In three years, he has successively selected three martial arts gym owners and has become famous.

Wang Sanwa didn't know much about his master Sun Chengshan. After all, he had only been here for about two months, and most of it was what he heard from other disciples.

The next day, early in the morning.

All the tentative disciples gathered in the courtyard and started a day of morning exercises.

Song Hezheng showed up an hour later and took the initiative to find Wang Yu.

"You have seen the first half of the basic boxing style yesterday. Next, I will teach you the complete basic boxing style of the shadowless fist.

Practice well and strive to reach the first level of body forging within three months."

Song Hezheng encouraged Wang Yu a little.

He is the eldest brother here, so he is qualified to teach on behalf of the master.

Wang Yu couldn't wait any longer and nodded immediately.

Song Hezheng filled in the abrupt end of yesterday's boxing and finished a full set of basic boxing styles in front of Wang Yu.

There was no more lag until the end.

"First, you should memorize this set of boxing styles and practice them. Remember, the more proficient and standard the movements are, the better the boxing will be in strengthening the body. If you encounter any confusion in the process, you can come to me." Song Hezheng said slowly.

"Thank you for teaching me, senior brother." Wang Yu thanked him.

Song Hezheng nodded and then instructed other tentative disciples.

Wang Yu immediately retracted his gaze and called up the panel in his mind.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Human

Cultivation: None

Martial arts: Shadowless Fist - Basic Fist (can be practiced)

"Got it!"

Wang Yu clenched his fists and looked at the panel countless times. This time, there was finally a change.

In the martial arts column, the Shadowless Fist Basic Fist that Song Hezheng had just taught appeared on it, and it was shown that it could be practiced.

"But, how can I practice it?"

Wang Yu frowned, tried to open the basic fist style starting action, and suddenly stepped forward and punched out.

His punches were much better than yesterday, not so floating.

The panel did not move, so Wang Yu simply finished the whole set of basic boxing styles.

His physical strength was far inferior to Song Hezheng, and even though he did not punch standardly and was very unfamiliar, he still sweated.

The feeling of soreness and numbness in his muscles was very obvious.

"So magical?" Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, temporarily forgetting the panel in his mind, and focusing on this set of basic boxing styles.

It was obviously just a copycat, but the effect of the exercise was real.

"Is it the effect of these special force-generating movements?" Wang Yu guessed in his heart.

"As he said, if this set is played standardly and skillfully, I am afraid that the degree of physical exercise will be greatly improved."

Now, Wang Yu is more interested in this boxing style, and he immediately opened the boxing style again after a short rest.

The first punch, which is more standard, hits violently.

+1

"Huh?"

Wang Yu was stunned, and something seemed to have popped up in front of him just now?

After taking a look at the panel, everything was the same as before, so he calmed down a little and punched again.

+1

This time, Wang Yu saw it clearly.

At the moment of punching just now, a translucent number of '+1' appeared on his fist.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the number on the fist for the time being, he could basically conclude that it was related to the panel in his mind.

Last night, Wang Sanwa didn't mention this number, and he was probably the only one who had this situation.

So, Wang Yu simply finished a set of punches in one go.

During this period, the translucent '+1' appeared 11 times in total.

"It seems to be the game proficiency function I set."

In order to verify the idea, Wang Yu began to repeat this set of basic punches over and over again.

Rest when tired, and continue to practice after resting, without slacking off.

He was sweating all over, and soon soaked his clothes, but Wang Yu didn't feel it at all.

He only felt burning all over, his heart was pounding, and his blood was boiling.

His eyes became brighter and brighter. With each practice, he would gain some insights and discover more standard force-generating details on his own, without any need for Song Hezheng's on-site guidance.

In just one day, he was already able to perform well, not at all like a rookie who had just started.

Even many of the provisional disciples who have been practicing for a month or two are not as skilled as Wang Yu in boxing.

"Many force nodes and techniques were learned in one day without a teacher, and the master actually said that his understanding is just okay..."

Song Hezheng's mouth twitched slightly.