I didn’t learn anything substantial from the qigong class in the afternoon.

Ikehashi Matsu somewhat understood why his predecessor stopped learning Qigong after learning a few "Purple Clouds and Clear Dust" Qigong lessons. This was really too confusing.

Even if you find the sense of Qi and develop a Qi.

The Corporal has no combat effectiveness at all in the three realms. Learning it is like not learning it.

As for advancing to the third level of guru, fighting with Yu Qi, the strength has indeed soared, but the difficulty is like taking the exam for Tsinghua University and Peking University, who can have such confidence.

Furthermore, the qigong class teacher Liu Chun is lazy and meek. His students call him Chun Chunzi behind his back, showing no respect at all. This also indirectly affects students who are interested in qigong.

No matter how misty he is, Ikehashi Matsu still wants to learn this qigong because it is the only qigong taught in the martial arts hall.

He stayed in the dormitory that night, and early the next morning, he found Kong Hongcai, who had just woken up from the teacher's dormitory, with the gifts he had prepared in advance.

"Teacher Kong."

"What is this for?" Kong Hong opened the bag and saw the dried meat, tobacco and wine inside. He was polite but did not push the bag away with his hand.

"I feel that I have reached a bottleneck in learning "Mad Cow Powerful Fist" and there is no new progress at all as I continue to practice, so I want to learn another martial arts."

"Learn another one?" Kong Hongcai pondered, "It's not what the teacher said about you, Ikehashi Matsu, your martial arts qualifications are very average. You barely made a breakthrough relying on your understanding of life and death. You should practice steadily instead of rashly practicing.

New martial arts.”

This is what he said from the bottom of his heart.

Martial arts is like building a house. If the foundation is not strong, how can you build a house on it?

Ikehashi shook his head: "Teacher, I'm just learning a new introductory kung fu. Teacher Kong, don't you also know a skill called "Bounce Leg"? I want to try to learn it."

"It's "Twelve-Way Dancing Legs"... If you practice martial arts like this, I'm afraid your body will be damaged."

"I'll spend more money to buy medicinal materials."

Seeing Ikehashi's insistence, for the sake of the gift, Kong Hong said no more: "Okay, when I am free in the afternoon, you can learn "Twelve-way Dancing Legs" with me."

"Thank you teacher!"

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In the morning, Ikehashi Matsu stopped practicing "Mad Cow Powerful Fist" and switched to practicing "Twelve-Way Kick Kick" in the afternoon. This is an entry-level kick technique. If you practice it until you die, you will be like a third-level wrestler.

When Kong Hongcai had no time, he went to Qigong classes and followed Liu Chun in reciting the scripture "Purple Clouds and Clear Dust".

Snap.

Snap!

Ikehashi Matsu raised his legs and kicked high, causing a wooden stake standing in the weeds in the backyard to make a clanging sound.

After a session of kicking, his body felt slightly warm. Now that he was in the rikishi realm, it was not as difficult to learn entry-level kung fu as before. But after a few days of hard training, he became increasingly aware of how poor his body's martial arts aptitude was.

The frequency of muscle coordination, the range of joint twists, and the changes in rhythm all made him feel deeply awkward.

"If I didn't have the Golden Finger of an acre of Susukada, I would never be able to enter the wrestling realm after working hard all my life." Ikehashi sighed, feeling uncomfortable with the lack of coordination in his limbs.

But when he performed the "Mad Cow Powerful Fist", there was no feeling of stagnation.

It's as if he is a martial arts genius, hitting wherever he wants and controlling his body however he wants.

"This further proves the power of an acre of thin land, and a single fruit can transform me into a new person!" He was not discouraged at all, even if he was not a martial arts genius.

He relies on farming, and sooner or later he becomes a great master.

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The week flies by.

On the weekend, Ikehashi Matsu didn't choose to stay at the martial arts hall, and went straight home on a donkey.

There was a slight change in front of the house. Chi's father and Chi's mother bought a batch of old bricks from the city at a low price, spread them on the lawn in front of the house, and built a small square so that they could have a place to walk even if it rained.

"Brother!"

Chi Xiaoya happily welcomed him out.

"The food is in the bag, you can find it yourself." Throwing the snakeskin bag away, Ikehashi rushed to his farmhouse.

An acre of Susukaku field is taken care of by Chi's father and is currently safe and sound. The lentil seedlings in the field are already covered with emerald green lentil strings, clustered one after another.

There is no doubt that there will be a bumper lentil harvest next.

However, he had no intention of paying attention to the lentils. He walked directly to the middle of an acre of thin fields and looked at the laurel trees swaying in the wind. Among the trees, a small, faint yellow flower was blooming.

""Twelve-way Dancing Legs" condenses 1%..."

Seeing this, Ikehashi Matsu was overjoyed: "How wonderful!"

There was a package of ready-made fertilizer in the material warehouse. Without any hesitation, he directly chose to apply fertilizer. A ray of light fell from the sky and fell on the laurel tree.

The small yellow flowers wither and wither, and the small black fruits ripen quickly.

The fragrance is tangy and refreshing.

Pick the fruit, put it in your mouth and chew it gently. It has almost no taste and turns into a breath of fresh air into your stomach. The next moment, the familiar warmth rises and spreads to the limbs and bones.

Mysterious and mysterious information kept flashing in my mind, which was the various changes in "Twelve Ways of Dancing Legs".

The body moved involuntarily, and a pair of long legs flew up and down in the lentil field, then suddenly turned somersault, jumped out of the fence, and came to a big tree.

Lifting the leg, snapping, the tree trunk breaks.

After kicking the tree trunk in three places at the top, middle and bottom, the tree trunk also broke in three places.

The tree trunk fell over, but Ikehashi Pine did not let go. Its long legs were like sickles. It kicked the branches and broke them one by one. Finally, it hit half of the stump and the insteps hard.

Bang!

The stump immediately shattered into a pile of rotten firewood.

"Huhu."

Maintaining the posture of hitting with his legs and waiting for the heat in his body to subside, Ikehashi slowly retracted his legs and regained his balance: "The increase in strength is not big. It seems that the physical strength of entry-level kung fu is only what I am now."

That’s it.”

"but."

""Twelve-way Dancing Legs", I completely master it!"

He was not sure whether his fighting power had jumped from the lower third level to the middle third level, but he was definitely much stronger than his previous self. If he fought You Shan Gu again, it would definitely not be difficult to kill him.

Wipe the sweat from your forehead.

Looking back at the acres of Susukaku field.

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Susukada level one: one acre

Fertilizer library: None

The spiritual root (1): Laurel tree ("Mad Cow Powerful Fist" is completed, "Twelve Ways of Dancing Legs" is completed)

External Spiritual Root(0): None

Smart crop: lentils

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Run out of fertilizer.

The information of "Twelve-Way Dancing Legs" is retained for viewing.

“Similar to ‘Mad Cow Mighty Fist’, ‘The Big Brother’ also needs an opportunity to rise from great success to perfection.” Ikehashi thought in his heart.

But there is one thing.

He felt that he had to find time to spread the news about breaking through to the rikishi realm, and then learn more advanced martial arts.

This time's introductory Kung Fu training did not greatly improve his strength. No matter how much he learned, it would not be able to help him improve his realm. It was a waste of fertilizer.

"If I go hunting in the mountains, I'd better meet a tiger."

Dacheng's "Twelve-Way Dancing Legs" made him feel like he was floating in the clouds when he walked. If a gust of wind blew, he doubted whether he would fly.

I don’t feel the fatigue I felt when climbing mountains in the past.
Chapter completed!