My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 10 Acting (for further reading)

Xu Xiu's surprise was not without reason.

As the basic martial arts of the Dajiang Gang, Langdiquan has been practiced by at least a thousand people in the whole gang.

Among them, there are very few people who have practiced stickiness, and they are basically eighth-rank warriors.

Among the ninth-rank warriors, there are very few who have practiced stickiness, and none of the low-level warriors have practiced it.

This is mainly because strength is the exclusive symbol of eighth-rank Bone Tempering Realm warriors.

Ninth-rank warriors exercise their own energy and blood power, and it is naturally more difficult to imitate strength with energy and blood power.

Although the sticky energy produced by the Langdiquan practice only contains a small part of the strength characteristics, it is also very amazing.

This meant that Li Changkong himself was gifted with strength.

Moreover, he has become familiar with Jinli in advance through Sticky Jin, and his chances of breaking through the eighth-rank Bone Tempering Realm must be much higher than others.

This makes Xu Xiu, who has been wandering in the ninth-rank realm for nearly ten years, not be surprised.

Therefore, he who has always paid attention to the practice of martial arts before the landslide, rarely broke his own rules this time.

Just to prove that Li Changkong's success was not accidental.

Li Changkong was startled when he saw Xu Xiu who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Just now he was so focused on practicing stickiness that he didn't pay attention to what Xu Xiu said on stage.

"Quick! Show me!"

Xu Xiu urged frantically, he stared at Li Changkong like a rare treasure, and tightened his gaze.

Fuck, this guy can't be a Nantong.

Li Changkong panicked, he tried to take his hand out of Xu Xiu's.

But Xu Xiu's tiger's mouth was like a pair of big pliers firmly biting his wrist, and he couldn't move it a little bit.

"Mr. Xu, if you have something to say, please say it. If you want to see anything, you have to put my hand down first."

Only then did Xu Xiu come back to his senses, he was really too excited just now.

Let go of Li Changkong's arm.

He urged:

"It's the stickiness you just used. Come on, show me it again."

At this time, everyone present was a little puzzled.

They didn't understand why Xu Xiu was so excited that he didn't even care about the teaching career that he had always valued the most.

They all looked at the two of them with strange and searching eyes.

Suddenly, Li Changkong became the focus of the audience.

"Fine"

Li Changkong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, as long as it doesn't want my body, everything else is fine.

He just put on a posture, and he hasn't waited for him to make a move.

"Wait a minute, you go to perform on the martial arts stage."

Xu Xiu signaled, then looked at Li Changkong expectantly.

Without any objection, Li Changkong looked at the high platform in front of him and hesitated for a moment.

The black martial arts platform is about 1.2 meters high, and Li Changkong is six feet eight inches tall.

In the Dayi Dynasty, one foot was roughly equivalent to 23 centimeters, which translates to about 1.5 meters six.

However, after acquiring the iron bone talent and upgrading his blood, Li Changkong found that he had grown a lot taller.

Now his height is about 1.6 meters, although he is still relatively short, but at least he has something to look forward to.

And he is only 17 years old, as long as he can keep up with nutrition, there is still room for him to grow.

The short Li Changkong looked at the high platform, thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't jump up like Xu Xiu.

So he simply decided to go around and go up the side stairs.

So the people in the school yard saw a young man in Tsing Yi walking along the high platform that reached his chest.

Pfft, whoever was down there chuckled in a low voice, and immediately there were laughter one after another on the school grounds.

Laugh fart!
Li Changkong's expression didn't change. If you laugh any longer, don't you want to wait for labor and capital to perform on stage?

Not only did his pace not speed up, but he deliberately slowed down a lot.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

Xu Xiu's complexion was ashen. The frightening thing was not that his skills were inferior to others, but that his skills were inferior to others and he was shameless.

"Li Changkong has learned stickiness, is there anyone like him?"

"Do you think you are better than Li Changkong?"

"That's fine, whoever thinks so can stand up and show me stickiness."

"I can recommend you to the hall masters right away, so that you don't have to participate in the selection trial to directly become an official gang member."

"Huh? Anyone?"

The school ground was completely silent for a moment, only Xu Xiu's angry voice echoed in it.

"He actually mastered stickiness?"

Ji Kang's pupils shrank, and he gasped, a little in disbelief.

Even though Li Changkong defeated Hong Zongyuan in the school field yesterday, he still didn't take Li Changkong seriously.

But now that Li Changkong had mastered stickiness so quickly, it reminded him of what he said to Chu Lin yesterday, and for a moment Ji Kang only felt his face was burning.

In Dayi, learning a martial art is mainly divided into three levels.

They are entry, proficiency and mastery.

Getting started means mastering the tricks in a martial art.

Mastery is to thoroughly understand these moves and use them proficiently.

Dacheng is the core method in the practice of martial arts that can be relied on across the world.

For example, the core method of the wave folding boxing has three points, namely the sticky strength of the wind and waves, the curling strength of the waves turning the clouds, and the overlapping strength of the waves.

Sticky strength sticks to the enemy, making the enemy unable to stay away from oneself.

Rolling Jin entangles the enemy to prevent the enemy from attacking themselves when they are pulled back by Sticking Jin.

Stacking strength crushes the enemy, continuously absorbs part of the enemy's strength and superimposes it on one's own fist during the enemy's counterattack.

As time goes by, his fists will become heavier and heavier until he is completely crushed like a rushing river!
It can be said that only when these three strengths have been truly practiced can the Langdiquan exert its true strength.

But even if you don't have strength, you can still do the above three points through physical skills.

Although the power is much lower, it is still an excellent boxing technique.

Ji Kang's own Langdiquan has only reached the level of proficiency initially.

Li Changkong, on the other hand, has already developed one of the three strengths, and it can be said that he has half-stepped into the realm of the great success of the wave fold fist.

"But so what? In terms of genius, how can you surpass Chu Lin?"

Only Jikang knows what kind of state Chu Lin has reached.

He was already a ninth-rank blood cultivator, on par with Xu Xiu who was over forty years old.

And now Chu Lin is only 16 years old!

Blood training is the beginning of martial arts, and before the age of 16, one cannot cultivate Qi and blood too much.

People with poor conditions will choose to exercise hard from an early age, and strive to surpass ordinary people's energy and blood at the age of 16, and their cultivation speed will increase.

People with good conditions will use gentle medicine to warm and nourish their bodies from an early age, and when they are 16 years old, they have accumulated a lot of money and broke through several realms.

Legend has it that a Tianjiao appeared in Shenjing, the capital of Dayi, a few years ago.

At the age of 16, she broke through six realms in a row and stepped into the third rank in one fell swoop, which shocked the world and became one of the strongest in the world.

Li Changkong didn't know what the people below were thinking.

On the high platform, he slowly swung his hands in the wave fold fist.

"There is a storm."

A cloud of Qi and blood spinning counterclockwise flew out from Li Changkong's right fist and rushed straight to the Xiangtai in front of him.

call!
In the eyes of everyone, either expecting or disdainful.

The fist wind brought up the incense ash on the incense stand.

The incense ash flew a short distance, and when it was about to run out, it obviously produced a short circle.

"it is good!"

Xu Xiu applauded softly, and Li Changkong really mastered sticky energy.

Facing such a genius, he decided to use his recommendation right to directly recommend Li Changkong to several hall masters.

He believed that with Li Changkong's talent, he would definitely be rewarded in the future.

(End of this chapter)