Martial arts: start from copying the root bone

Chapter 3 0003: [Leshan Fury King Kong]

"Zhou Feng, what's the matter?"

The old man put down his teacup and turned his head.

Lu Changfeng looked up.

Seeing this old man with white hair and a childlike face, although he is old, his eyes are extremely energetic, falling on his body, one can't help feeling anxious.

This old man should be Zhang Desheng, the owner of Changle Martial Arts School.

Name: Zhang Desheng
Root bone: lower than A
Talent: low-grade palm talent

It is worthy of being the owner of the museum, and it is indeed a first-class root.

This is the first first-class root bone that Lu Changfeng saw in Changle Martial Arts Hall.

"Master, this young man has extraordinary bones, I'll bring it for you to meet!" Zhou Feng saluted and said respectfully.

"Oh?"

Zhang Desheng stood up and came to Lu Changfeng.

Only then did Lu Changfeng realize that the old man was at least two meters tall.

This is normal, the first step in practicing martial arts is to forge blood.

When the blood is sufficient, the person's figure and weight will expand.

Martial arts masters are often small giants.

Unless you really cultivate to a very high level, you can control your body shape and concentrate your essence.

This museum advocates that Desheng is a master of the Yijin realm. Although he looks a little hunched due to his age, his height is still about [-] meters, and he is no different from a little giant when standing.

"Don't be afraid, I'll test it."

Zhang Desheng said to Lu Changfeng gently, and put his hand on Lu Changfeng's chest.

Lu Changfeng felt a warm current from the old hand on his chest.

After two breaths, Zhang Desheng's eyes brightened: "What's your name?"

"Senior, my name is Lu Changfeng!" Lu Changfeng said, judging by the old man's appearance, his roots should have been discovered.

Ordinary people don't have the means to have 100% detective talent.

But in the realm of Yijin, after the birth of internal force, one can use the feedback of internal force to more clearly detect a person's roots.

As for innate talent, it is an extremely empty thing. There is no other way to detect it except for the martial artist to show it when he is practicing martial arts.

"Changfeng, I am Zhang Desheng, the curator of Changle Martial Arts Academy, would you like to be my No.4 personal disciple?"

Zhang Desheng was really in a hurry, and he was going to accept disciples directly at this time!
Zhang Desheng knew that his qi and blood had declined due to his age, and his internal strength was declining day by day with the exhaustion of qi and blood.

His three disciples and one son are not talented enough.

If the mantle of inheritance cannot be found, then the Changle Martial Arts Hall will really disappear.

He, Zhang Desheng, has been wandering around the world for half his life, and his only concern is this martial arts gym.

In this martial arts hall, there are bits and pieces of him and his wife in life, and the joy of the birth of their children.

He can last a few more years.

There is only one disciple who can inherit the mantle.

"I am willing." Facing Zhang Desheng's earnest gaze, Lu Changfeng agreed decisively.

He is penniless, and if he does not join the Changle Martial Arts Hall, he will not be able to use his talents even if he has no talent!

Moreover, the atmosphere of Changle Martial Arts Hall is also very good.

Although a little weak because of the decline, the disciples are more low-key because of this, and rarely cause trouble outside.

"Okay! Where is Changfeng from?"

"I'm a native of Fengcheng."

"How old are you?"

"Fifteen this year!"

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After some simple questions and answers, Zhang Desheng sent his disciples to check Lu Changfeng's details.

After all, it is to accept direct disciples, no matter how urgent it is, the basic things still have to be done well.

After the disciple found out the details of Lu Changfeng's innocence, and knew that Lu Changfeng was not only born in the local area, but also came from a scholarly family.Zhang Desheng was even more happy, and Zhang Luo said that the apprenticeship ceremony would begin in the afternoon.

In the end, the official apprenticeship time was set to three days later.

"Changfeng, come with me, without further ado, I will teach you martial arts myself."

After the disciples sent back the message, Zhang Desheng took Lu Changfeng to the quiet courtyard behind.

Zhang Desheng couldn't wait for Lu Changfeng to grow up.

"In Changle Martial Arts School, ordinary disciples practice Changle Palm Technique."

"Changle Palm Technique is less difficult to practice, easy to get started, and of course less stimulating to Qi and blood, suitable for those disciples with ordinary talents."

"Changfeng, you are extremely talented, and you should be no worse than me. Naturally, you don't need to waste time and talent learning Changle Palm Technique."

"I'll pass on your martial arts [Leshan Nuvajra]!"

Zhang Desheng said slowly, this [Leshan Furying King Kong] is a superior technique of forging blood.

In addition to the moves of tempering qi and blood, there are also three unique moves, namely Changle God's Palm, Vajra Buddha Fist, and Glaring Vajra Buddha!

Among them, the Changle Divine Palm is a unique move that can be mastered after the Changle palm technique has been practiced to the limit, and it can only be used when the blood is trained to the third level.

"Come on, let me rehearse [Leshan Furying King Kong] for you, follow my movements and match my breathing rhythm."

Zhang Desheng took off his coat, revealing a body of strong muscles that did not match his age.

Coupled with a height of [-] meters, this oppressive force can scare a child to death.

If he didn't know that this was his master, Lu Changfeng, who was powerless, would have turned around and left!

Even though Lu Changfeng hadn't started to formally practice martial arts, he could still feel the exuberant vitality in Zhang Desheng's muscles.

This kind of powerful qi and blood burst out, and it is absolutely no problem to kill a cow with one punch!
Not to mention that there is a stronger internal force in the body of the Yijin strong!

Lu Changfeng calmed down, and followed Zhang Desheng's movements and formulas to practice the tempering moves of "Leshan Furying King Kong".

Weird way of exerting force, surprising formula of breathing.

After half an hour, Lu Changfeng finished the drill and collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely.

"That's right, the first time I just practiced, I was able to practice to a decent level, which was almost the same as my original performance."

"It's just that the bones are weaker, and the food is too bad."

"Move to live in the martial arts hall in the future, and eat three meals a day in the martial arts hall cafeteria. I will ask the person in charge to prepare the corresponding blood-enhancing medicine for you. You will be able to adjust in a short time."

Lu Changfeng nodded in response, very grateful, thought for a while and said, "Master, I still have a maid at home."

Zhang Desheng said: "Let's hand it over together, but there are no idlers in the museum, so it's okay to let her help out in the museum for half a day, and arrange to live next to your residence."

"Of course no problem, thank you Master!" Lu Changfeng thanked.

"Well, man, I will send my disciples to pick it up for you. You don't have to thank me. Have a good rest? Come and practice with me again!"

Lu Changfeng opened his mouth, but still worked hard to follow Zhang Desheng and started to practice.

After half an hour, Lu Changfeng, who had practiced [Leshan Fury King Kong] again, was completely exhausted.

Zhang Desheng stretched out a hand to pinch the collar behind Lu Changfeng's neck, and grabbed Lu Changfeng to the martial arts cafeteria like a chicken.

Stimulated by the aroma of the dishes in the martial arts canteen, Lu Changfeng regained his energy.

The dishes in the martial arts cafeteria are also very simple, rice, steamed buns, vegetables, some meat, there are no delicacies from mountains and seas.

But a very important point is to manage the fullness. In this troubled world, this kind of supply is already very valuable.

Lu Changfeng ate five bowls of rice before he stopped eating. The cultivation of the blood-forging state consumes the most food.

Zhang Desheng, the owner of the hall, was actually eating with his disciples in the cafeteria.

Seeing that Lu Changfeng had finished eating, he signaled to the cafeteria chief to bring over a large bowl of medicinal soup.

Zhang Desheng said: "Drink it, it replenishes qi and blood, although it is the simplest medicinal material, it is enough for you to lay the foundation for now."

Lu Changfeng clearly felt the envious eyes from the disciples around him, and it was clear that the simple medicinal materials should be of high value.

There is no need to say more words of thanks, Lu Changfeng raised his head and drank all the medicinal soup, the blood circulation in his body was obviously accelerated, and his physical fatigue also quickly subsided.

(End of this chapter)