Pushing forward to be invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

"My name is Cao Tong, and I will be your martial arts coach from today."

"Let me tell you the rules first. Those who enter the core class must arrive at 9 am every day and practice until 3 pm before leaving."

"Lunch meals are provided by the martial arts hall. You can come to me at any time to answer any questions."

In the practice room with wooden floors, Cao Tong, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, stood in the center of the open space, wearing a dark gray martial arts uniform. He looked like a small mountain, which was extremely oppressive.

From entering the venue to this moment, it was only a short minute.

He looked at people, and did not deliberately greet Chen Feng, nor was he polite to anyone.

He just ordered everyone to gather and stand still, and continued in a loud voice: "The martial arts hall has spent a lot of effort to train you, not for anything else."

"Just to let my Yanwu Hall inherit the school and carry it forward!"

When the powerful voice fell, many young students were excited and slightly excited.

And then, they were not disappointed.

Cao Tong raised his hand and pressed it to stop all the low noise.

He looked around at everyone, exchanged glances with Chen Feng, and also paid attention to several other promising talents.

His momentum slowly rose, and he saw his center of gravity sink, and his five fingers turned into claws.

His spine was tense, his elbows were slightly bent, and he fell down in an interlaced manner.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if the world in front of him changed.

Chen Feng's pupils shrank, as if he saw a tiger waking up.

"Tianyan Chihu Style!"

"Remember, this is the martial arts style of our Yanwu Hall!"

"It can allow you to break through mediocrity and achieve a martial arts inheritance that is beyond human realm!"

The strong voice continued to sound, as if a tiger was roaring in his ears.

Under the strong pressure, Cao Tong moved his body, and his thick legs stepped firmly on the ground, and the wooden floor creaked, as if it could not bear it.

Then, he clenched his fists, bent his knees slightly, and tightened his thigh muscles.

The next second, he showed a most basic standing posture.

"Flame Tiger Posture!"

"It is also called Flame Tiger Fist. It combines movement and stillness. It can be practiced or used in combat."

"This is one of the basic inheritances of my Tianyan Red Tiger Style. There are eleven movements in total."

"With the tiger-shaped visualization diagram, your body can be tempered and the muscles, bones and internal organs of the whole body can be mobilized."

The rolling voice continued to sound, and Chen Feng soon saw Cao Tong's body change, his chest and back were pulled in, his shoulders and elbows dropped.

The eleven movements came out one after another, and in a trance, it seemed that a red-flame tiger really appeared in front of him.

Sometimes it crouched with angry eyes, majestic and extraordinary, and sometimes it jumped into the stream and shook the mountains.

Until the end, Cao Tong dispersed his standing posture and walked slowly to the wall of the practice room.

The round shaft wrapped in canvas was horizontal at the top, and a red rope fell vertically.

With a crash!

As he raised his hand and pulled down, the round shaft rotated and the canvas slid off.

In the blink of an eye, everything in front of Chen Feng disappeared, leaving only the pattern in the painting.

A huge tiger with colorful body and red flames all over its body.

The black character "王" on its forehead is domineering, with vertical pupils looking down, claws like sharp blades, and feet stepping on red flames.

Mighty and extraordinary, domineering and arrogant.

Such a picture remained in his mind, and waves of momentum swept over him, and Chen Feng felt that his mind was shocked.

"This is the visualization of the standing practice of my Yanwu Hall, the flying red tiger picture."

"When you stand in the standing practice every day, keep your mind calm and visualize the red tiger."

"It can stimulate the blood and qi, temper the skin, flesh, bones and internal organs, and also nourish the boxing power, with the chest containing the form and intention, and the qi is like a tiger."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone had different expressions.

Some were excited, and some took the opportunity to ask questions.

"Coach Cao, may I ask if there are any realms for the Flame Tiger Posture? Is there anything special about it when you practice it later?"

"Good question!"

Cao Tong's face was calm, and his thick lips moved up and down as he said, "After getting started with the Flame Tiger Posture, there are three realms, namely, tiger form, tiger roar, and tiger momentum."

"When you enter the tiger form, you will look like a fierce tiger, and you can exercise your skin and flesh all over your body and strengthen your physique."

"Breaking through the tiger roar realm will allow you to strengthen your muscles and bones, condense the sound of the tiger roar, and shock the enemies!"

"As for the tiger momentum that comes later."

After a pause, Cao Tong thought about it, and quickly ordered someone to bring a sandbag over.

It weighed a full 100 kilograms, and when it was placed on the ground, it even caused the floor to shake slightly.

"Watch out!"

With a change of momentum, Cao Tong suddenly punched.

Roar! !

The fist wind burst out, and there was actually a tiger roar.

In a trance, he seemed to have really become a flying red tiger, punching the sandbag.

Bang! ! !

There was a muffled explosion.

Everyone stared and saw the sandbag exploded, and the gravel inside splashed all over the floor.

"This"

The crowd was horrified, and Chen Feng's pupils also contracted.

Blowing up the sandbag is many times more difficult than knocking it away.

For a moment, looking at the tattered sandbag crust and the circle of gravel around it, everyone's mood could not calm down for a long time.

"This is the state of tiger power"

"You can train your internal organs and generate strength."

Slowly retracting his fist, Cao Tong's aura slowly dissipated.

"Remember all?"

As the voice fell, everyone nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, with shock remaining in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Cao Tong's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was very satisfied.

"Okay, it's useless to tell you so much."

"It's too early for you, hurry up and practice boxing."

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Those who can enter the core class are all confident and extraordinary.

At this moment, it can be seen that their eyes are shining and they are extremely excited. They think that it won't take long for them to enter the martial arts school and beat all the opponents in Nanjiang.

In this regard, Cao Tong also saw their thoughts through their expressions, shook his head secretly, and did not expose them.

"It's better not to attack them."

"After practicing for a few days, these little guys will naturally know the difficulty."

Thinking secretly in his heart, Cao Tong quickly demonstrated the movements of the Flame Tiger Stance again, and signaled everyone to practice.

"Tiger shape, tiger roar, tiger posture."

As he stood in the stance, Chen Feng's eyes flashed with light.

Obviously, compared with this martial arts school, it is not an exaggeration to say that Sanda has an ordinary foundation.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng immediately suppressed his expectations, calmed down his mind, followed the horse stance with his legs, and set up the stance.

The picture of the flying red tiger in his mind vaguely emerged, and he always felt that something was missing and was about to dissipate.

"Coach Cao, why did the visualization picture in my head dissipate when I moved my hands and feet?"

Other students around him asked.

As soon as this was said, many people followed suit.

"If your mind is not calm, it is naturally difficult to concentrate on visualization!"

"The more impatient you are, the harder it will be to succeed."

After commenting a few words, Cao Tong asked them to reflect and keep their minds calm.

It is not easy to visualize the standing meditation. If it was really that easy to get started, they would not be so carefully selected for training.

Thinking of this, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at several good seedlings in the field.

"Pei Yue's comprehension is really good. He is worthy of being a genius recommended by Senior Brother Zhao. He can visualize so quickly."

"Oh? Wu Tian was only an amateur eighth-level last time I saw him, but now he has mastered the standing meditation to the tiger form realm."

"Senior Sister Wu is really good. I'm afraid she has already passed on her skills a long time ago?"

As he scanned his eyes, Cao Tong nodded and shook his head from time to time.

The matter of privately passing on skills can be big or small, but thinking of the identity of Senior Sister Wu, he didn't say much.

Then, he continued to observe other students.

He saw Lin Hao and a few other students who had paid a lot of money to attend the core class.

His eyes flashed, and seeing that his posture was extremely awkward, he planned to give him some pointers later.

After all, he spent a lot of money. If he didn't learn anything, it would be easy to ruin his reputation and affect the next recruitment.

"I don't know if that kid can do it."

Thoughts emerged, Cao Tong looked at Chen Feng beside Lin Hao.

Because he witnessed the assessment, he had more expectations for Chen Feng.

If not, he would not have specially greeted the inside of the martial arts hall and asked him to come to his core class and teach him personally.

Then, he looked over.

It can be seen that Chen Feng stood in place, and his stance and boxing posture were quite standard.

However, Cao Tong still saw at a glance that he failed to grasp the charm of visualization, and his movements were a little stiff.

"Failed to visualize successfully?"

Frowning slightly, Cao Tong felt something was wrong.

It shouldn't be the case that martial arts are opening up?

Doubt arose in his eyes. Could it be that he had made a mistake?