I add points to my martial arts in the real world

Chapter 64 I Have a Friend

"Bang bang bang..."

Liu Pengcheng beat his towering chest hard as usual.

Seeing this scene, not only Qian Dong's eyelids jumped, but also Gong Yan's mouth twitched. No matter how many times she watched it, she felt particularly shocked every time.

"How is it? Great."

After Liu Pengcheng slapped it a few times, he exhaled and his figure returned to its original appearance, but Liu Pengcheng's face once again showed a bit of elation. He liked to see other people's shock after watching his demonstration.

"Awesome, awesome, this is really awesome."

Qian Dong gave a thumbs up. Now he was sure that Liu Pengcheng's movement was not a simple muscle movement. The main muscle movements were not so exaggerated.

"Ahem, what's that? Junior Brother Liu, I have a friend here, and he is more curious about whether you, the qi and blood transporter, can go down there."

Qian Dong's smile suddenly became a bit lewd. He walked over and put his arms around Liu Pengcheng's shoulders. He looked like the two brothers were getting along well. He said that he had a friend, and his eyes were always on the lower end.

"Okay, okay, I still have a friend. Your excuse has been used. It's not like I don't use the Internet. Besides, you all asked the same questions after watching my performance, with the same excuse. , can’t there be something new?”

Liu Pengcheng rolled his eyes. Every man who saw this for the first time would ask such a question. Even Gong Yan next to him rolled his eyes. It was obvious that this was not the first time she heard someone ask such a question.

"Don't worry about the details, just talk about it."

Qian Dong didn't care about Liu Pengcheng's reaction. In fact, he was just curious.

"I haven't practiced it, but in theory it is possible. The principle for me to practice this is to beat my body with my arms like whips every day.

From the passive defense at the beginning, to the ability to actively transport it later, and now to the ability to gather most of the body's energy and blood to transport it to one location.

There is a premise for all of this. Paida, keep tapping. Only your friend can withstand the constant tapping. I believe that the Qi and blood can quickly penetrate to the part he wants to go to. "

When Liu Pengcheng spoke, he emphasized the word "friend" very strongly. After speaking, he looked at Qian Dong with a half-smile.

"Ah hahaha, just a joke, just a joke."

After Qian Dong listened, he thought about the way Liu Pengcheng's arms were beating him like whips, and felt his crotch tighten. He scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, and had no choice but to stop thinking about practicing this.

"Actually, I just treat this as a hobby. Times are different now. Let's entertain myself."

Liu Pengcheng said a little self-deprecatingly.

"Well, it's true. These days, all you have to do is practice routines. If you play well, you can make a living on the Internet. Those who practice fighting don't know how to survive. Not to mention the high cost, they are of no use. No. When I’m beaten, I feel like my training is useless, and when I’m beaten, I still want to learn criminal law.”

Qian Dong talked about the embarrassing aspects of traditional martial arts today.

You can fight beautifully by practicing. Whether you want to be an athlete, a martial arts star, or an Internet celebrity, you can still open a boxing gym and teach others the routines.

But it's very embarrassing for those who practice fighting style. No one can play well, it's easy to hurt the body, and it has no effect.

"Aside from being forced to pass on the inheritance at home, the rest is just a pure hobby. Fortunately, the current Internet era has given many more opportunities to practice traditional martial arts. In addition, in recent years, the country has become stronger and stronger, and the national With stronger self-confidence, traditional martial arts can take a breath of fresh air."

Liu Pengcheng was also deeply touched by Qian Dong's words. This is the sadness of practicing traditional martial arts in contemporary times. "How about it? Do you want to have a try?"

Gong Yan was not so emotional. She was eating tea and asking the two of them.

"Shall we have a test?"

Qian Dong also became interested. After finally meeting a martial arts practitioner of his own generation, he would definitely be tempted to do it.

"Tsk, if we really want to fight, Senior Brother Qian, you can defeat Sister Yan, and you still practice Baguazhang. I won't even be able to touch the corners of your clothes when I fight you."

Liu Pengcheng smiled bitterly. He had practiced the routines and the basic skills of the fighting style well, but he focused more on transporting energy and blood. With the few blows he had, he was still able to hit ordinary people.

When he first fought with Gong Yan, he was beaten passively. Now that he met someone like Qian Dong who was more flexible, he really didn't want to fight.

"That's true, I'm afraid you will become a passive target like this, but I'm still very curious. Qian Dong's palm strength is very exaggerated, and your energy and blood transfer can even withstand my high heels, but I don't know that you Can you withstand Qian Dong’s palm power?”

Gong Yan became interested on the side. Liu Pengcheng had fought with her before, but basically she was kicked passively. Her body skills were still a bit clumsy, and her attacks were not strong enough.

"Is Senior Brother Qian very powerful?"

Liu Pengcheng became a little interested now. People say Bagua is slippery, which means that Baguazhang is too flexible, and it avoids the weak and turns to the real. It is very powerful in making false claims in the east and striking in the west. Unexpectedly, Gong Yan would say that Qian Dong's palm power is exaggerated.

"This one is still a bit confident."

Qian Dong nodded. Since his physical fitness improved last time, and the effect of his words when he slapped the tree with his palms, he is now quite confident.

"I see. It just so happens that I am somewhat confident in my own defense. If I have to fight with my bare hands, it doesn't hurt to give it a try."

Liu Pengcheng became interested now. After practicing Qi and blood transfer for so long, he had reached a level similar to outsiders' skills such as the Golden Bell Cover and the Iron Cloth Shirt.

What's the point of practicing so well if you don't shock others and show yourself to others?

"Then find a place?"

Qian Dong said no more, he was also a little itchy. He had already said that with the deepening of kung fu, the desire for destruction would only get stronger. It was usually fine, but when he met a suitable opponent, this kind of desire would only get stronger. Desire cannot be suppressed at all.

"Let's go, there is an indoor martial arts arena next to it."

Liu Pengcheng stopped talking nonsense, waved his hand and led the way. Gong Yan also put down her tea cup and followed.

There is a side door in the living room. When you open the door, you will find a relatively empty room. In addition to sandbags and large wooden stakes tied with sandbags and wrapped with hemp rope, there are also weapons such as long sticks and spears.

"This is my family's martial arts arena, hehe, but it is seldom used. My grandfather is now addicted to fishing. My parents are either in restaurants or traveling around. As for me, I haven't been able to use this method of exercise for many years. These are training equipment.”

Liu Pengcheng looked at the slightly worn equipment and explained awkwardly.

"Every inch of land here is precious, and having such a martial arts arena is already very valuable."

Qian Dong punched the wooden post with a bang, and his tone was somewhat emotional.

(End of this chapter)