mesbooks Chapter 281 The first mountaineering! small sect
Chapter 281 The first mountaineering! small sect
"Bang!"
Sun Xiaofei threw a punch, and under the fist, the stake shattered.
He stared at the broken stake, reminiscing about the punch just now.
Then stand in front of a new stake, raise your arm, make a fist, and blast it out.
"Snapped!"
With this punch, the front of the fist rubbed lightly on the stake.
Although only the front of the fist touched a little, the power carried by the fist still caused the stake to shake violently.
"I have too little control over my power."
"Master Lu can lightly touch the stake with a punch, but it won't make the stake shake, as if his fist touched the stake lightly."
Thinking of Lu Yuan's punch, he was amazed.
It was obviously a punch with all his strength, but at the moment when he touched the stake, his strength was concentrated in one place and his strength was not leaked out.
How difficult it is, you won't understand unless you try it yourself.
But even if it was difficult, Sun Xiaofei didn't think it was impossible.
Instead, it gave him the direction.
"Snapped!"
He punched again, and the stake still swayed, by a large margin.
Sun Xiaofei didn't rush to punch quickly.
Every time he punched, he had to stop, feel the punch just now, and then make a more perfect treatment for the next punch.
As Lu Yuan said, don't throw punches blindly.
Every time you throw a punch, you have to have a purpose.
This is how progress can be made.
In another part of the martial arts field, Liu Yuanji and his group had been standing there for more than ten minutes.
They watched Sun Xiaofei keep punching and hitting stakes.
If it wasn't for the fact that Sun Xiaofei smashed the stake with one punch, they would have thought that this was a newcomer who didn't know anything and was practicing martial arts for the first time.
"This is Master's new disciple"? "
Yang Zhengtao was a little curious.
Liu Yuanji suddenly said: "I remembered, I have seen him."
"At noon, he came outside to find Master, and it was the first time Master saw him."
Yang Zhengtao said, "That's weird."
Cruise said: "Rory has been chatting for a long time, just go up and ask."
He strode towards Sun Xiaofei.
Sun Xiaofei noticed them, stopped to practice boxing, and saluted several people.
Cruise asked, "Who are you?"
Sun Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, obviously not quite used to Cruise's overly direct and rude way of greeting.
"My name is Sun Xiaofei."
"Are you good at kung fu?"
"Understand a little."
"You're too modest, you don't understand a little bit." Liu Yuanji said, "I see the strength of your punches. In our place, apart from Cruise, it is estimated that no one is your opponent."
Yang Zhengtao asked, "Did you come here to learn martial arts?"
"Yes." Sun Xiaofei said, "I am a descendant of Inch Fist, and I came to learn from Master Lu."
"The Inch Fist Heir..."
Several people suddenly suddenly understood.
Lu Yuan was teaching Inch Fist recently, and he probably came here after seeing it.
No wonder it's so powerful, it turns out that people have been practicing inch boxing since childhood.
Can it be great?
As far as his kung fu is concerned, it is absolutely not a problem to play three or five at a time.
...
One p.m.
Lu Yuan started the broadcast on time, and he came to the martial arts field.
Those disciples who came to learn martial arts also gathered here.
They put on the training clothes that Lu Yuan prepared for them, and they each found a place in the martial arts field to squat.
Some of the disciples went to the mountains to fetch water with wooden barrels.
Lu Yuan just gave them a daily training list without giving a detailed time allocation.
How to allocate it is up to them.
Lu Yuan walked into the martial arts arena, angered in his dantian, and loudly spread around: "Come out 20 people, follow me up the mountain."
Immediately, 20 disciples came out.
Lu Yuan glanced at Liu Yuanji again and said, "." Follow me."
The group walked out, and the other disciples who reacted a little slower were regretful.
After exiting the sect, Lu Yuan was speechless and walked up the mountain.
He didn't walk very fast, and these disciples were all burdened.
Although they usually practice martial arts with live broadcasts, they have a certain foundation.
But in Lu Yuan's view, this foundation is not much different from ordinary people.
When he came to the foot of the mountain, Lu Yuan did not go up, but continued to walk forward.
Liu Yuanji asked curiously, "Master, where are we going?"
"Just follow."
After walking so fast for about half an hour, Liu Yuanji suddenly saw a familiar figure.
"Beichenhai?"
Liu Yuanji looked blank, why is this guy here?
He was holding a sword and stood under the hillside, motionless, like an independent swordsman hungry.
This pose does have the temperament of a master.
Bei Chenhai had already heard the footsteps, and now he turned around and smiled and thanked Lu Yuan: "Master Lu."
Lu Yuan hummed, looked up, turned to the crowd and said, "Follow me up the mountain."
He stepped out and climbed the mountain with ease.
He deliberately slowed down, and the disciples followed quickly up the mountain.
This is their first time up the mountain.
Before coming here, they often climb mountains in the city where they live to practice.
They didn't know how to climb the mountain with minimal effort, but they looked easy.