Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 147 The Disadvantages of Martial Arts Practice

Seeing Dai Zhiwei standing on the round pile, with a good appearance and full of energy, he understood the truth, Dai Wu nodded secretly, and began to explain the next step for Dai Zhiwei.

"Dad, as long as you take one step further, you will be able to stand at the level where people are in the air, and the air is in the people."

"Standing with your chest in your arms, you can feel that you are dragging the balloon to rotate. No matter whether you move your hands up, down, left, right, forward, or backward, you can feel resistance on all sides. In the middle, it has become a tangible and qualitative gas."

"At this stage, you can practice the six-sided top strength. The human body is like a high-speed spinning top. It seems to be motionless, but it will fly when touched," Dai Wu said eloquently.

Although Dai Wu's kung fu is useless, his eyesight is still there.

But his body is like an empty shell, he can speak, but can't do it, he is full of knowledge, and can't turn it into martial arts, just like Wang Yuyan in Tianlong Babu, who knows all kinds of martial arts, but can't practice them.

But Dai Wu saw his father standing on a round pile with his arms crossed, and suddenly realized something.

With his current body and bones, he doesn't even have a sense of aura. It's completely useless to practice any advanced martial arts.

Only by training the body to be full of flesh and blood, the skin is rosy, the physiological foundation is changed, the foundation is laid, and the blood is trained, before we can talk about other things.

If you want to practice your body, the easiest and fastest way is not to stand on the ground, but to rub the ball!

Because standing still depends on the talent of the person. Some people stand for a lifetime, but it can only be regarded as exercise, and there is no gain at all.

But kneading the ball is different. As long as you hold a small iron ball in your hand and turn it around every day, practice makes perfect, and your fingers will be very flexible. It's interesting to look around.

And what Dai Wu has to do is to find an iron ball, stand on a four-level horse stance, like hugging a bride, open his arms wide, circle in a circle, put the iron ball on his shoulders, and let it stretch from his arms to his chest. Roll back and forth without falling, and gradually increase the weight of the iron ball.

After being able to turn an iron ball weighing more than ten kilograms, the body can return to a normal state.

Even when playing iron balls, the energy and blood can be pumped like a pump, rumbling, and as time goes by, you will have your own kung fu!
In a blink of an eye, a month has passed, and it is another morning.

Dai Wu stood in the courtyard, his legs forming a horse stance, like the twisted roots of an old tree, his upper body swaying, his arms spread wide, forming a ring shape, with a three-jin iron ball rolling back and forth between them.

But Dai Wu's stomach was rumbling, he farted continuously, the miasma in his body was expelled, his lower abdomen became hot and swollen, and he gradually felt that his internal energy was full and his bones were sinking.

After these days of exercise, muscles appeared on Dai Wu's arm, and he was no longer skinny, the skin on his face also began to turn red, and his body became slightly stronger. , there is a noticeable difference.

Dai Wu played for a while, put down the iron ball, and Cheng Juntao hurried over to wipe his sweat and hand him water.

Dai Wuze hooked Gou Chengjuntao's nose kindly, and was very spoiled, in exchange for Cheng Juntao's tender eyes.

After the rest, Dai Wu stood quietly, pinching the seal of Tantric Buddhism with both hands, trying to communicate the energy of heaven and earth, but it was completely ineffective, but he was not discouraged.

After rubbing the ball for a month, he has already embarked on the road of martial arts practice again, initially entered the Mingjin stage, and gave birth to the kind of ambition that is not afraid of heaven and earth.

Stretching his body, Dai Wu felt as if there was a powerful force contained in his arm, and he threw out his arm, with a sound of "噗啦", the arm was heavy, but there was a brisk sound like a wicker whipping.

This time, Dai Wu tried to spin a five-jin iron ball.

It was obviously not as good as before, and the movements were jerky and strenuous, and the speed of the iron ball's rotation also slowed down.

However, Dai Wu enjoyed this feeling very much, because he could obviously feel that the bones were becoming harder, the strength of his arms became thick and heavy, but also extremely soft and supple, his physical energy was becoming stronger, and the energy was accumulating and thickening, slowly flowing to his limbs, The internal air is steaming.

Pain and happiness!

Practiced until noon, when the sun was shining brightly, Dai Wu stopped practicing, washed up, did not eat at home, but went to the martial arts hall with Cheng Juntao to have a small cooking session.

Since Dai Wu practiced kneading the ball, his appetite has increased greatly, just like the ancients, he would eat two catties of meat, several bowls of noodles, and a pot of soup for a meal.

Unless they hire a chef at home, Cheng Juntao and Yang Rui don't have to do anything. They get up early and cook late every day, which is estimated to be able to supply Dai Wu's meal.

After talking to his parents, Dai Wu and Cheng Juntao went out together.

When they arrived at the martial arts hall, the two of them went straight to the top floor. There was already a big meal ready, including chicken, duck, fish and beef, all kinds of meat, and more than a dozen plates were placed, which is really a luxury!

Dai Wu's current diet, breakfast, lunch and dinner, is all of this standard. If it were given to an ordinary family, they would not be able to support him even if they demolished the house and sold the land!

Cheng Juntao looked at Dai Wu's devouring, wind-blowing way of eating, and had long been accustomed to it. He didn't eat it himself, and was busy serving Dai Wu's food. His face was full of smiles, and his heart was full of sweetness. She was very satisfied with her current life.

And Dai Wu would always take a peek at Cheng Juntao when he was eating, and when he saw that the food in her bowl hadn't moved, he would stop moving his chopsticks, and he would continue to binge eat when Cheng Juntao started eating too.

It is these small details that make Cheng Juntao love Dai Wu so much.

Even if it's just a look from Dai Wu, she will be excited and her heart will be filled with love.

Every afternoon, it was Cheng Juntao's office hours, dealing with the big and small affairs of the martial arts hall.

And Dai Wu wandered around, looking for someone to chat with, to relax, or to read a book to improve his self-cultivation, or to go to the hospital to read poetry.

Martial arts practice requires a combination of movement and stillness. If you practice martial arts every day except sleeping, you will be finished. If you lose your energy and energy too quickly, you will beat yourself to death, and you will die prematurely.

Walking in the martial arts hall, watching the crowds of students, all came to learn Xingyiquan because of Yang Fansheng's name.

After walking around, Dai Wu was a little disappointed. There are very few people who really want to learn martial arts. 90.00% of the students just use this place as a social place to have fun, make friends with the rich second generation, and catch beautiful women.

There are even middle-aged people in their 50s and [-]s, who are pretending to stand upright, but their eyes are wandering around, looking at the beautiful students interspersed in the crowd, and they don't know what kind of plan they have in mind.

There are all kinds of birds in the forest, which is inevitable.

The original intention of Yang Fansheng to open the martial arts gym was to inherit Xingyiquan, promote Chinese martial arts, and accept some students to subsidize his family. He didn't expect that it would grow to such a scale after being out of control, but it changed the taste of the martial arts hall.

Few people who really want to learn martial arts can come in, and they are discouraged by the membership fee of tens of thousands of yuan per month.

Those who can come in are all from rich families, and it’s okay to let them eat, drink and have fun. Even if it’s the simplest stance, why don’t you try standing still for an hour?
That suffering is not something ordinary people can bear.

And before paying the membership fee, the staff will let these people watch a video about the advantages and disadvantages of practicing martial arts.

Not much to say about the benefits, everyone knows, but the disadvantages can be great.

(End of this chapter)