Chapter 17 Martial Arts Inner Strength

"As we all know, martial arts is divided into nine levels, the 1st to 3rd level is the 'refinement stage', and the title is 'Martialist'; the 4th to 6th level is the 'Qi Accumulation Stage', and the title is 'Martialist'; the 7th to 9th level of martial arts is 'Martial Arts'. Breaking Qi Duan', such a strong person is undoubtedly a master in the martial arts, each of them has a noble status, and there are not many in the entire Zhao family..."

Instructor Zhang's voice was low, and he briefly talked about the ninth level of martial arts.

These common sense, many of the children present have probably heard of it.

"Ninth level of martial arts... Refinement section... Qi accumulation section... Qi breaking section! There is a huge watershed between each stage."

In Zhao Feng's mind, an obvious classification was outlined.

[Strength Refinement Section]: It is mainly to strengthen the qi and blood of the physique, and to lay the foundation.

[Qi Accumulating Section]: The physical quality of a warrior is high enough to condense the inner strength of the martial arts in the body, and the power of the martial arts will far exceed the stage of ordinary people and warriors.

[Breaking Qi Stage]: At this stage, the martial artist has cultivated the inner strength of the martial arts to the realm of transformation, and can hurt people from the air and take the enemy's head, and his strength has risen to a higher level.

Rumor has it that some "great warriors" in the ninth level of martial arts in Xiangyun are known as "enemies of ten thousand people". .

Reaching that level, the personal force has risen to a terrifying level. Ordinary warriors and beasts are like ants in their eyes, and they will be destroyed at the click of a finger.

"First of all, it is the foundation of 1-2 levels of martial arts. Through moves and exercises, you can strengthen your body and strengthen your qi and blood..."

Instructor Zhang first talked about the foundation of the first two layers of martial arts.

There were many family members present, all of whom had cultivated to the third level of martial arts, and they did not take it too seriously.

Zhao Feng listened very seriously. He had stayed in the first level of martial arts for a long time, and there were more than 100 martial arts secret books in his mind. At this moment, he had all kinds of sympathy and enlightenment...

He suddenly remembered the "Yan Gangquan" that he first practiced.

Gradually, the contents of Yan Gangquan in his mind, some moves, techniques, and experiences, were completely integrated, and seemed to disappear from his memory.

Zhao Feng was slightly startled. He didn't understand what was going on. He only knew that his understanding of the basic boxing technique, Yan Gangquan, had reached a perfect limit.

He didn't know that just now, he accidentally touched a state of "epidemic".

This state, even for some geniuses, is unattainable.

"Next is the double and triple moves of the martial arts, as well as the condensation and advancement of qi and blood..."

Coach Zhang is not only explaining, but also rehearsing one or two from time to time.

As a real martial artist, Coach Zhang can use one or two random moves to display the peak of intermediate martial arts, with terrifying power.

Even if Coach Zhang only uses the strength of the third level of martial arts, using the intermediate martial arts, he can completely defeat the top ten children in the outer layer.

"Finally, I'll explain to you the experience and skills about 'Martial Dao Inner Strength'. There are a few of you who have reached the peak of Martial Dao's third-layer, and they are just short of condensing Martial Dao's inner strength, unable to break through to the real martial artist realm of the 'Qi Accumulation Stage'."

When Coach Zhang said this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, some of the higher-ranking family members on the field showed urgent gazes.

Those whose strength can rank in the top ten of the outer disciples basically have the cultivation base of the triple peak of martial arts.

"As for the inner strength of martial arts, even if I have successfully cultivated it myself, it is impossible to fully explain its principles. The key lies in your own understanding. All I can do is to tell some skills and experience..."

Teacher Zhang's voice,

become slow.

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly took a deep breath, and an astonishing breath burst out from his body.

At that moment, many of the Zhao clan's children on the field trembled, and there was a feeling of depression and breathlessness.

Zhao Feng only felt his breath suffocating, and his body became heavy for no reason.

It was an indescribable aura force, like a force field, covering the body of the martial disciples.

"What a terrifying power, this is the inner strength of martial arts? With it, you can hit the position of a real martial artist..."

Everyone on the field held their breath, looked in awe, and looked forward to more.

"Inner strength of martial arts, in the final analysis, is a kind of human strength, which is condensed from the body's qi and blood. Therefore, strong qi and blood is the key to condensing the inner strength of martial arts. Human qi and blood are derived from the flesh and bones of the body. . This is why, the first three 'refinement stage' of martial arts is the foundation of everything."

Instructor Zhang spoke while demonstrating.

"Stone Broken Palm!"

Suddenly, I saw him shouting loudly, and a layer of pale yellow aura appeared in the palm of his hand, and he split out with that palm.

pop-

The palm had not yet arrived, and a heavy, howling wind slashed ahead one step at a time.

"what!"

Some martial disciples who were close to the field shouted and shouted.

The power of that palm, coupled with the internal strength of the martial arts, is like a mountain coming under pressure, and with just one momentum, ordinary warriors can be defeated without a fight.

thump!

The two or three martial arts second-level disciples in front of them directly lost their weight and fell to the ground.

"Humph! At first glance, it seems that the foundation is not solid, the qi and blood are unstable, and the strong wind of one palm will make you so embarrassed. If you change to a martial artist of the seventh level of the martial arts, the internal strength of the martial arts will break out, and you will be separated by a few meters. I can chop you to pieces..."

Coach Zhang snorted coldly and shook his head again, these outer disciples are not solid.

When he was explaining and demonstrating the inner strength of martial arts, a young man in the crowd was like a sculpture, motionless.

When Teacher Zhang finished with his palm, the boy closed his eyes.

"The inner strength of martial arts was born like this..."

Zhao Feng closed his eyes completely.

In his mind, the outline of a human body appeared again and again, and the blood in it was flowing, churning, and distributed all over the body.

At a certain moment, the powerful qi and blood in the outline of the human body burned and erupted like magma, rushing out a yellowish and reddish aura, and shot it out with the force of a palm.

turn out to be.

When Zhao Feng was practicing with Coach Zhang, he pushed the ability of his left eye to the limit...

At that moment, his left eye sensed and captured all the changes in the Qi and blood of Coach Zhang's body, as well as the generation and explosion of martial arts inner strength...

And when he closed his eyes again, that scene could be played back infinite times in his mind, just like "copying" it over.

I am afraid that even Coach Zhang himself would not be able to accurately measure the changes in Qi and blood within his body and the inner strength of martial arts to such a level of detail.

In the next few moments, Coach Zhang demonstrated several times and explained his experience.

Every time Coach Zhang demonstrates, Zhao Feng will try his best to urge his left eye.

The other disciples could only hear knowledge and theoretical explanations, but Zhao Feng could "combine pictures and texts", and even the most intuitive practical observation.

After half an hour.

Coach Zhang's speech ended.

"As for the inner strength of martial arts, you can't force it. Whether you can comprehend it and successfully condense it, one depends on your talent, and the other requires your own qi and blood to be strong enough."

Coach Zhang left after speaking, and finally shook his head and sighed lightly.

Obviously, he didn't have much hope for these outer children.

If his explanation can enlighten one or two of them, and realize the inner strength of martial arts, it will be an unexpected effect...

After Teacher Zhang left, most of the disciples were puzzled and confused.

After all, the internal strength of martial arts is an indescribable and inexplicable thing, and the key depends on personal understanding.

Of course, those disciples who ranked high in strength still had some gains.

Zhao Yue, who ranked first, as well as Zhao Yijian, Zhao Gan and others, thought for a while, but frowned slightly, and sometimes showed a touch of joy.

Zhao Yufei's delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and her beautiful eyes, which were as clear as pearls, flashed with a splendid brilliance.

As for Zhao Feng, he simply closed his eyes and stood there for a long time.

In his mind, the pattern of changes in Qi and blood in Teacher Zhang's body was played back again and again...

After half a cup of tea.

Zhao Feng exhaled a long breath, with excitement and joy in his eyes, and hurried back home.

Boom!

As soon as he got home, he closed the door and sat cross-legged.

"I have basically figured out the principle and process of the internal strength of martial arts..."

Zhao Feng murmured to himself, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He closed his eyes, and "Piaolingdu: The Second Part" appeared in his mind again, which is the introductory content of "Lingdu Qi Jue".

According to the theory, Zhao Feng has cultivated the "Qi Pushing Art" to the great perfection, and his qi and blood are stronger than the peak of the third level of martial arts, and he has the basis for condensing the inner strength of martial arts.

On that day, he first thoroughly integrated the insights he had gained today.

In the evening, Zhao Feng used the "Pushing Qi Technique" several times in a row until he was sure that he had completely reached the third level of Great Perfection.

"here we go!"

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, the blood in his body suddenly surged, and there was an inexplicable pressure on his body, and it condensed little by little.

According to the content of the introductory chapter of "Ling Du Qi Jue", the Qi and blood in Zhao Feng's body is condensed but not scattered. Although it is surging and low-pitched, it is oppressive, but it does not lose a kind of elegant and cheerful.

Compared with the key points mentioned in "Push Qi Jue", "Ling Du Qi Jue" has higher requirements on the speed of qi and blood, as well as the condensation and operation.

After a while, Zhao Feng's qi and blood were condensed, yet brisk, swimming in the flesh and blood in a mysterious and unpredictable way.

Everything is going smooth.

But at the last moment, Zhao Feng gradually felt that the follow-up was not enough.

There is no reason for him.

Zhao Feng's qi and blood strength is sufficient, but the amount of qi and blood is somewhat insufficient.

In terms of qi and blood strength, he can compete with "Zhao Yue" ranked first in the outer layer, but in terms of quantity, it is much worse.

After all, Zhao Feng has not reached the peak of the third level of martial arts, and the method of "Ling Du Qi Jue" to condense the inner strength of martial arts is more difficult than ordinary exercises.

"If I fail, my blood will decline, and it will be insurmountable next time..."

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth, took out a 200-year-old blood ginseng, and swallowed it.

call!

Zhao Feng inhaled and carried it, and the medicinal power of the blood ginseng in his body immediately melted and merged into the blood, forming a powerful impact.

hmm~

At this last critical moment, Zhao Feng could even hear the surging sound of blood in his body.

Bah!

A loud shout, like muffled thunder, vibrated in the room, the window banged, and the wind roared.

Immediately, the room fell into darkness, and even the oil lamp was blown out by the wind.

Under the moonlight.

I saw the young man with a nervous and nervous face, slowly spreading his palm... A light blue and transparent breath, gently circulating and transmitting, had a blurred beauty.