Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 226 Drills
Speaking of this, Liu Junjie sighed,
"My master said that it's hard to ride a tiger now, so I can only find a way to get this done first."

"It's hard for you, Young Master Liu." Chen Ze patted him on the shoulder, "He cleared up these troublesome things so clearly."

"I can't help it." Liu Junjie said, "If something really happens, we, as apprentices, can watch from the sidelines."

"No, I have lived here for several days, just to look at the store."

"It's really hard, Young Master Liu!" Gu Kaiping came up again, "Idle is idle, come practice with me!"

"I'm a man who wants to compete in the national competition, and I'll honor you too!".
"Okay." Liu Junjie began to move his hands and feet, "I'm just recovering from a serious illness."

"Don't worry!" Gu Kaiping patted his chest and assured the ticket when he heard this, "You don't know what your level is."

It happened that there was no one else in the hall, and it was very spacious, so they simply found an open space to practice.

Chen Ze, who stayed where he was, swiped his cell phone, and dialed a number after a little hesitation.

"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later. Please"

busy line.

So he sent a few more messages to Lan Shiya who was on winter vacation, and after confirming that she was fine, he told her to stay at home honestly recently, especially not to come to the martial arts gym again.

Although a little puzzled, Lan Shiya still agreed.

Putting away his mobile phone, Chen Ze glanced at the two people who were going back and forth, and casually entered an empty room.

The weird black mud hidden in the dream gave him enough pressure.

He must solve the problem of [insufficient fit of main materials] as soon as possible.

Insufficient fit?
Then practice!
In front of the mirror, Chen Ze began to practice martial arts step by step.

Of course, with the full-level [Ancient Martial Arts] of a master, he no longer needs to follow various routines, and he is completely fighting on his own.

At this moment, Chen Ze built a set of movements on the spot based on the idea of ​​playing fast and focusing on speed.

During the rehearsal, the whistling sound of breaking wind became one piece without interruption.

Based on this, he even developed several supporting exercises.

In an hour, he created a set of practical boxing techniques from scratch.

Although many places are still very rough, if it is spread out, it will definitely make people exclaim to the extent that it is a treasure left in the sea.

But as this set of boxing techniques continued to improve, in the end Chen Ze's movements were still gradually deformed, turning tricks into nothing, not sticking to the framework of this set.

The shadow of the claws slid across, like a mountain torrent that was cut off in a hurry, from fast to slow, like Tai Chi but not Tai Chi, and it can switch freely between fast and slow.

Finally put away his fists and kicks, Chen Ze took a broom in the corner of the room, took off the head of the broom and continued to practice with a bare pole.

A short, thin plastic rod, sometimes like a dragon sailing out to sea, and often has the domineering aura of sweeping away thousands of troops, but he swung it with the aura of sword, light and sword.

In fact, not only swords, but also eighteen kinds of weapons, such as spears, halberds, axes, battleaxes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, etc., are all in his hands with ease.

Even if it was the whip technique, Chen Ze clamped the end with astonishing finger strength and whipped out skillfully, although it was not a soft weapon, it was better than a soft weapon.

But at the end of the practice, Chen Ze still felt a little dull.

Contention.

Vajra Kungfu does not need to be practiced against oneself, but how can martial arts be fabricated when one competes with others.

Practicing with the air is still a little bit of a meaning.

So he put the broom back in place, and Chen Ze walked out of the room and returned to the hall.

But at this time, the two who were fighting fiercely had already lay flat on the ground, blowing fiercely at the air conditioner outlet.

"Don't practice now?" Chen Ze stepped on his own unique steps, and walked behind the two of them silently in two or three steps.

"You scared me to death!" Gu Kaiping said in surprise, "The weather is so hot, I can't take it, I can't take it!"

"It's said that a typhoon is coming." Liu Junjie interrupted while pressing the remote control, "I'll be bored to death these days."

"Be patient, Young Master Liu." Gu Kaiping cocked his legs leisurely, "It should be over in a few days."

"And that Zhao Tiezhu will definitely not be able to jump around for two days, the French Open is so sparse and not missed."

Staring at the two people who looked like salted fish, Chen Ze finally gave up the idea of ​​trying them.

It's just that if you don't take them, the others don't seem to be much different.
Even if Chen Ze let go of his psychological burden and beat up Grandpa Liang Yi, he might not be able to let go.

With his current physical fitness, he doesn't need any skills at all, and no one can catch a fist.

Thinking of this, the phone just rang.

Looking at the caller ID, Chen Ze naturally walked away to pick up the phone.

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"Hello?" Lu Ling's voice sounded a little tired.

"you are sick?"

"No, just a little busy."

"Oh" Then Chen Ze reminded her about Zhao Tiezhu.

After a short silence, Lu Ling said that she would pay attention.

"Today I mean, you should be careful too." She also warned.

"Will do."

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"There's nothing else, you can continue to work."

"it is good"

"Bye?"

"Bye."

As a matter of course, the two remained silent on the phone for almost a minute, until finally Chen Ze hung up the phone.

I always felt a little embarrassed. Chen Ze didn't think much about it, and started to wander around the martial arts hall.

Although he has been here for a long time, Chen Ze seldom goes to other places except the training room.

Even the warehouses I frequented at the beginning have not been visited for a long time.

No, after walking around for half a circle, he finally came to the warehouse unknowingly.

Pushing open the door, the dust and strange smell blowing towards the face indicated that the warehouse had not been ventilated for a long time.

After a few steps into the warehouse, the original cast iron cauldron was placed in a conspicuous place.

Going straight to the front of the tripod, Chen Ze lifted it up easily with his legs, and then stretched out his hand to press the bottom of the tripod's belly, turning the large tripod of several hundred kilograms like a basketball.

【Experience value +2000】.
Tieding, who was once struggling, is nothing now.

After putting the cauldron back, Chen Ze walked towards a familiar corner.

The museum is closed these days, and I don’t know if Master Li, who is obsessed with manual work, will be free.

I heard that he later made a self-media called "Manual Li", which seems to be quite popular, and people in the world call it Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment.

Coming to the small wooden stool that was covered with pulp, Chen Ze unceremoniously tried out various wonderful inventions of Master Li one by one.

The mortise-and-mortise brain melon is an auxiliary artifact, which Chen Ze wields as a claw weapon.

The wooden dummy pineapple peeler can peel a pineapple with a set of Wing Chun.

The retractable, extended and portable nine-section stick, Chen Ze tried to integrate it into the traditional stick method, or created a set of using methods.

In addition, there are multi-handle maces, octopus sledgehammer snowball clips, cantilevered learning aid chairs, fast two-way hand saws, four-legged running boosters, multi-functional seat crutches, etc.

【Experience value +2000】

【Experience value +2000】.
To Chen Ze, it feels like adapting some exotic application software to a mature system.

Until the end, Chen Ze tried his best, even a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his head, and he finally made a set of exercises for all the instruments of torture under the framework of traditional martial arts.

It has to be Master Li!

Although such a practice is wonderful, it can be regarded as making Chen Ze more comfortable with the full-level [Ancient Martial Arts] after fusion.

For example, in this handstand shampoo machine, Chen Ze was inspired by the Wuji pile of the Tai Chi system, and borrowed the action of the lifting pile to invent a set of pile exercises that can effectively exercise the large muscles of the upper body.

Take a virtual step and stand upside down on the shampoo pile.

Dingling, ringing, ringing, ringing——Chen Ze's cell phone, which no one had ever looked for, rang several times in a row.

This time it was Wang Zhenguo.

"Hey, Lao Wang, please don't tell me that you called here just because you couldn't find anyone."

"Stinky boy." Wang Zhenguo choked back, "You don't know what level your Uncle Wang is?"

"Find something, let me tell you."

"Hmm, um."

In general, Wang Zhenguo has indeed made some progress.

First of all, Mr. Z, Wang Zhenguo deduced from various clues that he was indeed in South Korea, and he probably belonged to a certain big chaebol.

As for whether it is SK Group, the parent company of Bokang Pharmaceutical, further investigation is still needed.

As for that batch of stimulants, for the sake of convenience, they now directly refer to this drug sample as stimulants.

Anyway, the effect is about the same.

There are only two other people who went to the other group of stimulants. They should have arrived in Shenzhen some time ago. Most of them have not left yet. The specific identities will be known soon.

Putting away the phone, Chen Ze continued to practice martial arts with Master Li's legacy in the warehouse, oh no, the legacy works.

At night, before going to bed.

Chen Ze, who was lying flat on the bed, couldn't remember how many times he raised his right hand, trying to find clues from it.

However, nothing was achieved.

But he just had a premonition that that special strand of Yuan Qi must still be hidden somewhere in his body.

Putting his right hand back, Chen Ze's eyes focused on the little white fox curled up in a corner not far away.

Ever since this ugly pendant was hung around his neck, the little white fox simply moved all the nests in, wishing he could even sleep with him.

(End of this chapter)