I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 139 Practice III

【I flow·forbidden·escape from vulgarity without boredom】

This is the final name of Lin Xi. "Jin" means that it cannot be used easily (referring to social death). "Dunsuwumen" comes from Wang Bo's poem "Dunsuwumen, because time has to wait". The meaning of this word is very simple, "escape from the world and have no worries", but for him it has another meaning, namely:
"Dunsu" means that the effect of forbidden technique can escape the attacks of the secular world, and "Wumen" means that contact with air will bring happiness and dispel boredom.

As for something like easy to understand, he didn't even consider it. Could it be that the name was called A Mode?

Anyway, after playing it happily twice, he used his strong willpower to control himself and never used it again. After running to the beach and releasing a few waves into the sea, his restless and throbbing thoughts finally calmed down.

There was no way. When the skin became extremely sensitive, any stimulation would be transmitted through the nerves in large quantities. Even the weakest wind would be amplified many times by the senses. This was true whether it was dangerous or comfortable. His brain did not need to work at all, as his body would naturally respond to the stimulation.

The key is that he has not been able to adjust it, and he has not figured out why the gas released after stimulating the pores in this order can increase the sensitivity of the skin. Fortunately, he does not have to dig into the details of everything, and his principle has always been to work as long as it works.

Lin Xi then tried stimulation in opposite directions and at the same time, but there was no strange effect. She tried the permutations and combinations slowly. It's just that the cooling time of the pores is much longer than the fatigue time of the muscles after exerting force. They are nodes formed by the simultaneous exertion of multiple muscle tissues and reshaped meridians. It is normal to cool down after the explosion.

So during the cooling down time, he could only lie on the beach and stare blankly. There was no other way, he was too tired. The key was that the endless combinations were really disgusting.

As everyone knows, there are currently ten pores developed on his body, arranged in different orders and combinations... Just thinking about this data makes one feel despair.

But there was no way, he had no more efficient way. The reason why development was interrupted in the past was because this trial and error method was too boring, and there was no progress bar at all. It was normal to spend a month or two without any results.

“Bottom-up…Why bottom-up?”

Lin Xi was lying on the beach with sore body. He was already used to the sore muscles. His mind was empty and suddenly an idea came to his mind: why is there a special effect when stimulating from bottom to top, but there is no effect when stimulating with electric current from top to bottom?
"Wait." He turned over and sat up, and it was as if a flash of lightning passed through his head, and divergent thinking took effect.

He had tried it before. Qi could also activate the pores without using electric current, but it required concentration and muscle synchronization, which was quite troublesome and not so fast. So he had become accustomed to using electric current for stimulation. The stimulation was completed with just a thought, which was not very convenient in battle. Now he was thinking, is it also related to muscle tissue?
"Fuck, isn't this just adding to my workload?"

He cursed first, then his thoughts returned to why it was a bottom-up order.

The memory of stimulating the pores with electricity countless times kept replaying in his brain. Following the previous train of thought, about ten minutes later, he finally discovered his blind spot -

That is, as a inheritor of orthodox Chinese martial arts, he is used to a phrase: power comes from the ground.

Therefore, no matter when he exerted force, he was subconsciously exerting force from his waist and legs. He was not able to adapt at all if he didn't step on something. Before becoming a fighter, the requirement for whole body force was to combine the strength of the whole body, which must start from the legs, stepping on the ground, increasing the force, twisting the waist, turning the body, and swinging the arms. Every attacking movement of his was extremely standard, so standard that it could become a martial arts textbook.

Now he suddenly realized that there was more than just one way to generate strength from the ground. He knew from the beginning that Qi was the source of a fighter's ability to generate strength and perform moves in an unscientific way. Why did he ignore this? Damn!
It’s that damn obstacle of knowledge and perception again!

Lin Xi's force was too standard and he tried too hard to achieve perfection, but he ignored those ideas that did not require more perfect force. A normal person might not think of anything when throwing a punch. At most, he might take two steps forward to use inertia to increase his strength. Or those who were used to fighting might jump up, swing their arms, etc., and unconsciously use some force techniques in martial arts, but most of them were not perfect and it was impossible for every attack to meet the requirement of whole strength.

After he added some points to reach the grandmaster level, his whole strength was now available at will. Even in the air, he would subconsciously use Qi to cushion his steps to achieve the requirement of whole strength. Each time the force was from bottom to top, with 100% exertion.

"This is the key point..."

Lin Xi didn't know whether to be happy or upset. After more than a year, he only discovered his problem today. He used the pores to explode countless times. What the hell...

If he had realized this earlier, wouldn't he have discovered the secret of the pores long ago?

He calmed his annoyance, closed his eyes and calmed down, and spent a few minutes putting all the distracting thoughts out of his mind. There is no use in regretting, it is always early to realize it, and it is better to realize it now than later. As the saying goes, the best time to plant a tree is ten years ago, and the second best time is now.

"Hu~" After exhaling the stuffy air in his chest, he quietly waited for the fatigue of his muscles to subside, and then began to try again to use the muscle tissue to exert force and coordinate with the effects produced by stimulating the stoma.

"It's better to go in the same direction..."

Lin Xi tried to use the power of his shoulders, gave up the idea of ​​concentrating all his strength, discarded the chaotically distributed muscle tissue, and then lit up the pores from top to bottom one by one.

"Buzz!" Along with the gushing of air, the skin turned purple in an instant, the muscles became knotted and piled up together, as if forming a bumpy shield, and the legs sank into the sand with a crash.

Every cell in his body was filled with a large amount of energy. At this moment, he felt as if he could withstand the kick that Lucard had given him.

But thinking back carefully, yes, it was an illusion. Judging from the force he suffered at that time, he still couldn't withstand it, but he definitely wouldn't be kicked away. He would be injured, and at most his defense would be broken for a moment. This doesn't mean that his current state is very weak. At that time, he was kicked away without any ability to fight back, but now at least he can withstand it.

Rugal's condition was already bad at the time, and he was entangled by the dragon's power, and he was hit by his full-strength punch. As long as he could withstand it, the attack seemed to have problems again. After all, he could be a target, right?

At least, it is a rather novel way to mix in the battle at the meta level.

(End of this chapter)