Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 79 Verification
He regards this exploration of his own martial arts as a scientific experiment.

The ultimate goal is to achieve the level of wholeness.

Write your own guesses and ideas on paper one by one, and attach the method of verification.

Then, it is a personal verification one by one.

If there is no instrument and equipment, then hit the sand or water surface with a powerful fist, and use the striking effect to reverse the force.

With this method, it took some time and energy, and it was easy to achieve the goal with both hands and feet.

It's just a pity that hands and feet are different after all, and the effects of blows are also different. Otherwise, the explosive strength of hands and feet can really reach a certain level.

It was only when he focused on exercising his waist and abdomen that he realized something was wrong.

It's not that the exercise of the waist and abdomen is not in place, it is impossible for such a thing to happen.

Whether it is the records of boxing records or one's own exercise perception, the role of the waist and abdomen is clarified.

The Eagle Claw Kung Fu taught by Yan Zhendong and the Five-Shaped Tiger Fist taught by Huang Feihong naturally also have methods and means for exercising the waist and abdomen.

With Wu Dong's martial arts background, he has already developed strength in his waist and abdomen.

But the problem is that the strength developed by the waist and abdomen cannot communicate with the hands, feet and other places that can be exercised at all, just like a disc of loose sand.

Originally, Wu Dong was helpless about this.

Whether it's Yan Zhendong's experience talk or Huang Feihong's so-called waist and horse integration, he feels that he is at a loss, and he doesn't know how to understand and how to start.

Right now, he has some thoughts and ideas.

woohoo hoo...

On the small training ground in the militia camp, Wu Dong stood still, his breathing was rhythmic, his chest and belly rose and fell, like an old tree whose roots went deep into the ground.

The scorching late spring sunshine above his head couldn't stop Wu Dong's enthusiasm for practicing martial arts.

He just stood like a gun, punching and punching...

Both feet stared at the ground vigorously, twisted the waist and turned around vigorously, raised arms and punched in one go.

The force on the face of the fist was concentrated, like an erupting volcano, and with the fist that was swung out, it suddenly erupted violently.

He could clearly feel the friction between the face of the fist and the air, and a phoenix howled along with the face of the fist, but there was no sound at all.

He didn't know how many punches he had thrown. At this time, Wu Dong was dripping with sweat, his hands and feet were a little weak and his muscles were sore, but just when his state was about to become unstable, he threw the most perfect punch.

Although the spirit was a little sluggish, Wu Dong still locked in this feeling in time.

After careful recollection, I found that whether it was starting from the exertion of the feet, the twisting and strengthening of the waist and abdomen, and the final punch, it seemed that an unspeakable balance had been reached.

Yes, it is balance!

In some dull eyes, a frightening light suddenly flickered.

It seems that this is what he wants?
That punch, no matter whether it was the feet, the waist, or the last fist, the transmission of power did not lag at all, and it was smoothly transmitted from the feet to the face of the fist.

As for the waist and abdomen, not only the transmission in the middle is done well, but the strength generated at the same time is also smoothly transmitted to the arms and fists.

At that moment, the feet, waist and arms seemed to be a whole.

This, it should be wholehearted, right?

Because his spirit has been highly concentrated, he clearly remembers the process of exerting force on his waist and abdomen, as well as the size of his strength.

Regardless of the exhaustion all over his body, he threw out several more punches according to his feeling.

Unfortunately, the result was not as good as expected.

He didn't know if his body had reached its limit, or he had overlooked other details. In short, after several consecutive punches, only one punch achieved his desired goal.

However, Wu Dong didn't mean to be unhappy, on the contrary, he was quite relaxed.

Just be able to copy!

Copying means that his idea is correct, as long as he continues to work hard in this direction, it will not be long before he wants to achieve the goal of full energy.

Feeling that his body really couldn't continue to practice boxing, Wu Dong immediately returned to the barracks and recorded all his experiences and insights just now.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen!

With the practice notes recorded in real time, he doesn't have to worry about forgetting his thoughts and physical sensations due to time.

Just as he was resting for a while, drank a bowl of special nutritious soup, replenished his physical strength and energy, and planned to continue practicing boxing while the iron was hot, Huang Feihong rushed over and interrupted his plan.

I saw Huang Feihong, who was always gentle and polite, but now his face was quite solemn, and he told Wu Dong a very bad news: the imperial court transferred the Black Banner Army!

Wu Dong didn't feel the slightest surprise about this, and asked instead: "Isn't it already prepared in my heart, there is no need for this?"

"Easy to say!"

Huang Feihong sat down, took the tea from Tuan Ding, and said angrily: "It really happened, and I really feel a little panicked!"

"Then what can I do?"

Wu Dong laughed and said: "Lord Liu is considered loyal to the court, and he has no intention of doing small tricks at all. It's hard for us outsiders to say anything!"

"You boy, what else do you want to do?"

"Master Huang, don't mention the things that have disappeared!"

Wu Dong waved his hand, changed the subject and asked, "Where will the Black Banner Army stand next?"

Huang Feihong had returned to normal at this time, and heard a name of a place.

"It's not all in Guangdong Province, just make more contacts in the future. Right now, our influence is still enough to pass the information over!"

Huang Feihong's eyes lit up, he nodded and said with a smile, "You still have a bright mind!"

Wu Dong was speechless, and he didn't know what happened to Huang Feihong. The feelings he invested in the Black Banner Army were too rich.

Liu Yongfu, with the Black Banner Army in his hands, can do many things.

In the end, I didn't know what to think, and in the end I didn't do anything, and let the Black Banner Army be abolished by the court.
Since he chose this way, Wu Dong naturally didn't want to attack the Black Banner Army.

While speaking, the regiment guards guarding the gate of the camp came to report, and Commander Liu of the Black Banner Army sent an invitation.

Wu Dong directly took it over and took a look, he couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Lord Liu really has a good mood, and invited us to take a boat to Guangzhou to say goodbye at sea!"

I couldn't help feeling in my heart, Nima, this couldn't be the scene at the beginning of Huang Feihong's movie, the restoration ability of the plot is too exaggerated.

Of course, he definitely doesn't know how to play with lions. If Huang Feihong is interested in this, he can perform on the bow of the boat.

"Hey, since Mr. Liu invited him, let's go and see him off. I don't know when we will see you again in the future?"

Huang Feihong opened his mouth hastily, turned his head and said to Wu Dong: "Don't be confused, you boy, come with me when the time comes, do you want to call Master Yan together?" "

"Forget it, the militia will let him sit here..."

(End of this chapter)