Proficiency – 10,000,000 Times Cultivation

2022-04-02

Chapter 2 Shadowless Fist

When the Disciple in the hospital saw the master come back, he immediately practiced more seriously and diligently, and he shouted The sound was louder than ever before.

Sun Chengshan glanced over with a satisfied expression and walked to the edge of the yard.

There is a well-made Imperial Tutor chair, and a matching small coffee table, which is his special seat.

He didn’t sit down at the moment, just picked up a cup of tea brewed by Disciple on the coffee table, and said to Wang Yu indifferently: “Take a horse step.”

Wang Yu For a moment, he quickly glanced at a few Disciples in the courtyard who were stomping on horses, and his waist sank according to the appearance.

It’s just that his stance is much worse than that of a real trainer.

Sun Chengshan didn’t care either, and stretched out his hands to knead and beat on Wang Yu’s body.

“That’s it.”

After a moment, Sun Chengshan pulled his hand and let Wang Yu get up.

Wang Yu couldn’t see what Sun Chengshan was thinking and just did it.

“Hezheng, come on.” Sun Chengshan sat on the Imperial Tutor chair and waved to the older Disciple beside him.

“Yes, master.” Song Hezheng said resolutely, and strode forward to the courtyard.

“I only demonstrated it three times, and I wrote down all the details of my movements as much as possible.”

Song Hezheng finished speaking, and before Wang Yu could respond, he took up his posture.

Squeeze your belly, lift your breath, and throw a punch.

pa!

Fist fast as lightning, piercing the air with a crisp sound.

Following the second punch, the third punch

Song Hezheng roams with a steady pace with a certain regularity, moving with the punch.

Wang Yu’s eyes widened, and what Song Hezheng demonstrated to him was undoubtedly a set of boxing techniques.

Guessing that this should also be a test before entering the apprenticeship. He didn’t dare to be careless and focused on Song Hezheng’s every move.

It didn’t take a moment for Song Hezheng’s punching to come to an abrupt end.

“This is the first time.”

After a simple reminder, he started a second time from the beginning, and his punches were still so smooth, every movement seemed to Exactly.

Wang Yu inwardly complained in one’s heart.

At the end of the first time, he quickly reviewed it in his mind, but he only remembered a few amazing punches from Song Hezheng, more of which were vague.

After all, he had never been in contact with Martial Arts before, and he was relying on his memory to remember.

The second time also ended quickly, and Song Hezheng played the third time without stopping.

Wang Yu stood motionless, eyes from start to finish never left him.

By the end of Song Hezheng second time, he had written down quite a few.

After the third time, he has several points of grasp and can restore most of Song Hezheng’s actions in his memory.

After punching, Song Hezheng’s expression was as usual, and he didn’t catch his breath. This amount of exercise didn’t even allow him to sweat.

“This is half of my Shadowless Fist’s basic boxing style, hit it down and show me what you wrote down.”

Sun Chengshan has already had half a drink now. A cup of tea, and waited until Song Hezheng walked to his side before speaking to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu rarely does anything he is not sure about, but this time he can only brace oneself.

The gesture of raising his hands, compared to Song Hezheng, an orthodox Disciple, naturally a little less imposing manner and less standard movements.

Wang Yu couldn’t control that much, so he forced himself to calm down and restore as many details of the movements as possible according to his memory.

After half a set of basic punches, Wang Yu was quite satisfied with his performance.

In such a short period of time, he considered himself able to memorize so many moves, and he still connected them well, which was considered an extraordinary performance.

Sun Chengshan is also nodded when he sees it, “The roots are so-so, but the perception is smart.”

“Then I.” Wang Yu was overjoyed, although the evaluation was not high. , but as long as you can practice martial arts.

As long as you can practice a little bit of success, you can survive in this world, and you won’t go to the mines to work until you die.

Sun Chengshan squinted his eyes and snorted softly: “Don’t be too happy, it takes time, effort and money to practice martial arts.

In the long run, within three months If you can’t practice Body Refinement First Layer with me, it proves that Martial Arts has no chance for you, and when the time comes, you will be asked to leave on your own, and you will have no money or money, so you should consider it carefully.”

“I’ve figured it out, please accept me!”

Wang Yu didn’t hesitate, his expression was firm, and he offered the tuition fee with both hands.

That night, Wang Yu stayed at the gym.

These thousand tuition fees are not for nothing. In name, he is now a tentative Disciple of the boxing gym, and he can stay in the boxing gym.

The courtyard of the boxing gym is quite large, and there are several rows of rooms in the depth.

Wang Yu was assigned a room with two other tentative Disciples.

One is Wang Sanwa and the other is Li Niushan.

Wang Sanwa looks ordinary and small, and doesn’t look like a child of a good family.

I am two years younger than Wang Yu.

The other Li Niushan, the name speaks for itself, is dark skinned and as strong as an ox, who is twenty this year.

“Brother Wang, we are an Old Ancestor, and we should take care of each other in the gym in the future.”

Wang Yu was the first to find Wang Sanwa, who is quite lively and kind talk.

“I’m only tentative, maybe I’ll be leaving in 3 months later.” Wang Yu shook his head.

“Who is it? I’ve been here for almost two months, and I haven’t even touched the Body Refinement First Layer. If I want to leave, I will leave first.”

Wang Sanwa’s bed is next to Wang Yu. Normally, Li Niushan is a simple and honest person, but he is a boring bottle gourd and doesn’t speak for a long time.

Wang Yu finally came, and he chatted endlessly.

Wang Yu is also willing to communicate. Through Wang Sanwa, he learned a lot about the big and small things of the boxing gym in advance.

For example, their master Sun Chengshan, who first came to No. 732 Island Town for only three years, has built a boxing gym with great success.

It is his personal strong cultivation base.

It is said that with a set of unpredictable and mysterious Shadowless Fist, it is said that the strength of the Body Refinement 5th layer has been built.

In the past three years, three consecutive martial arts hall Hall Masters have been selected, and the reputation has risen.

In fact, Wang Sanwa doesn’t know much about master Sun Chengshan. After all, he has only been here for about two months, and he mostly listens to what other Disciples have to say.

second day, early in the morning.

All the tentative Disciples gathered in the courtyard to start the morning exercise for the day.

Song Hezheng appeared an hour late and took the initiative to find Wang Yu.

“You have seen the first half of the basic boxing yesterday, and I will teach you the complete basic boxing of Shadowless Fist.

Practice hard and strive to reach the Body in three months. Refinement First Layer stay.”

Song Hezheng encouraged Wang Yu a little.

He is the Eldest Senior Brother here and is therefore qualified to teach.

Wang Yu couldn’t wait, and immediately responded.

Song Hezheng filled up where yesterday’s boxing path ended abruptly, and finished a complete set of basic boxing in front of Wang Yu.

No more lags until the end.

“You first write down this set of boxing styles and practice them. Remember, the more skilled the movements are, the better the body Refinement of the boxing style will be. If you encounter any confusion in the process, you can come and find it.

Me.” Song Hezheng Not slow, Not fast said.

“Thank you Senior Brother for teaching.” Wang Yu thanked him.

Song Hezheng points nodded, and then points to other tentative Disciples.

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

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Human Race

cultivation base: none

Martial Cultivation Art: Shadowless Fist – Basic Fist (Can be practiced)

“There is!”

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

In the column of Martial Cultivation Art, the Shadowless Fist basic boxing that Song Hezheng just taught appeared on it, and showed that it could be practiced.

“Yes, how do I practice?”

Wang Yu frowned, trying to swing a basic fist-style starter movement, and slammed into throws a punch.

His punches are much better than yesterday, not too floating.

There was no movement on the panel, and Wang Yu simply finished a whole set of basic punches when he saw it.

His stamina is far inferior to Song Hezheng, even though his playing is not up to standard and very rusty, he is still sweating.

The muscles all over the body feel a little sore and numb, which is very obvious.

“So amazing?” Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, temporarily forgetting the panel in his mind, and focusing on this basic set of punches.

It’s just as nondescript as drawing a tiger using a cat as a model, but the effect of exercise is real.

“Is it the effect of these special force-generating movements?” Wang Yu guessed inwardly.

“As he said, if the standard of this set of punches is proficient, I am afraid that the level of physical training will be greatly improved.”

Now, Wang Yu is more interested in this boxing. Interested, I took a break and immediately put on my fist again.

The more standard First Fist, slammed.

+1

“en?”

Wang Yu was taken aback, what seemed to pop up in front of him just now?

Glancing at the panel, everything was the same as before, so he calmed down a bit and punched again.

+1

This time, Wang Yu sees it clearly.

At the moment of the punch just now, a ‘+1’ translucent number popped up from his punch.

Although I still don’t understand the meaning of the numbers on the fist, it can basically be concluded that it is related to the panel in his mind.

Last night, Wang Sanwa didn’t mention this number, maybe he was the only one who had it.

Simply, Wang Yu just finished a set of punches in one go.

The translucent ‘+1’ appeared 11 times in total.

“It seems to be the game proficiency function that I set.”

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

Take a rest when you are tired, and continue to practice when you are finished.

Drenched in sweat, Wang Yu quickly soaked his clothes, and Wang Yu didn’t notice it.

I just felt hot all over my body, my heart was beating peng peng, and my blood was boiling.

The brighter his eyes are, the more he will comprehend every time he performs a punch, and he will discover more standard details and techniques of force development by himself, and he does not need Song Hezheng’s on-site guidance at all.

In just one day of work, he has already played well, and he doesn’t look like a just entered tender at all.

Even many tentative Disciples that have been practiced for a month or two are not as proficient in boxing as Wang Yu.

“Many power nodes and techniques were self-taught in one day, and the master actually said that his perception was only acceptable…”

Song Hezheng’s mouth twitched slightly.

(end of this chapter)