Martial Cultivator Chapter 16: Zhen 3 Mountain Martial Arts School
Nanping City, Ermadao Street.
Under the black-and-gold signboard of Zhensanshan Martial Arts School, young men in black costumes are constantly coming and going.
Wang An stood at the door and could see the bright light inside the martial arts hall, and the sound of shouts and shouts continued to come out.
After returning home this morning, he unloaded his luggage and rushed to the only martial arts gym in Nanping without stopping.
Second Grandpa said that this martial arts school teaches a boxing technique called "Three Thunder Hands".
Wang An’s trip was all about this boxing technique.
He has already practiced Daqiang Fist to perfection, and if he continues to practice, his improvement will be minimal.
He has also perfected the last move of the Copper Skin Kung Fu, the 'Bronze Bell and Iron Cover', and used this move to hone more than a dozen muscles to create bright energy.
Now he is in urgent need of a new boxing technique to improve his muscle training progress.
If he could learn the Thirteen Thunder Hands, he might be able to use his more than 300 muscles to create bright energy.
"Hey, what about you, what do you do?
I see you have been standing at the door for a long time! ”
The guard at the door saw Wang An standing motionless at the door for a long time and couldn't help but shout a few words.
Wang An came back to his senses, raised his hands to the guard and said, "Brother, I'm here to practice martial arts."
“I want to learn boxing.
Then what are you doing here?
Come with me and I'll take you to see our boss. "The big man is not a harsh person. When he saw that Wang An was not a sneaky person, he took the initiative to take him to find the director of the martial arts school.
The two of them walked into the martial arts gym one after another.
The first thing you see is an open field, with bamboo curtains serving as the four walls. At this time, the curtains are rolled up, and the breeze blows into the empty field, making people feel relaxed.
More than ten boys and girls in black clothes stood in the field, with their feet planted on the ground and their bodies swaying slightly.
Wang An took one look and understood: These people are standing still.
Daqianquan has large gun stakes to coordinate with the practice.
The Thirteen Thunder Shou of Zhen Sanshan Martial Arts School should have their own Zhuang Kung Fu.
He looked at it a few more times and received a stern look from a teacher.
The big man who led him whispered: "Don't look too much, just follow me!"
He lowered his head and followed the big man through an aisle.
The reason why the instructor glared at him was naturally because he did not want outsiders to secretly learn the martial arts skills.
In fact, you can master the key points by just looking at other people's stances, and you can become self-taught.
Across the aisle, there is another open space.
The furnishings here are exactly the same as before, but they are more spacious, twice as big as those in the front venue.
At this time, there were twenty or thirty pairs of boys and girls practicing boxing on the field, and the sound of shouting and shouting could be heard all the time.
Wang An took a look and found that they were all using some basic boxing styles, and there was no trace of Lei Shisan's hands.
And among the twenty or thirty pairs of young men, none of them had developed Ming Jin.
Seeing someone coming, the boys and girls stopped and looked at Wang An and the big man.
Under the attention of everyone, Wang An looked calm and unburdened.
On the contrary, the big man became nervous and bowed slightly to the boys and girls: "Hello, brothers and sisters, I'm here to see the boss.
This man wants to come to our martial arts studio to learn boxing. ”
The big man pointed at Wang An.
Wang An nodded his head and showed a kind smile.
I was just a little surprised. The big man looked much older than these teenagers, but he actually called a group of teenagers "senior brother" and "senior sister"?
Is this what the rules of the martial arts school are like, the gatekeeper has the lowest status, and the official disciple is the senior?
"The master in charge is not here. If you have something to say to me, it's the same thing." A young man walked out of the crowd and greeted Wang An and the other two.
He had a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked at Wang An with a generous smile: "Do you want to come to our martial arts studio to learn boxing?"
"Yes." Wang An nodded and added, "The main reason is that I want to learn the Thunder Thirteenth Hand."
First of all, state your intention.
Lest the other party let me be like these teenagers and start practicing stances and basic boxing skills again.
"Thirteen Hands of Thunder?"
"We haven't started learning yet. He wanted to learn Zhenguan boxing as soon as he came..."
"It's a beautiful thought."
"Another one who doesn't understand the rules."
The boys and girls started chattering.
The square-faced young man also showed helplessness. He waved his hand to let the big man go down, and then said warmly to Wang An: "Practice boxing is not something that happens overnight, it must be done step by step.
Even those who practice martial arts in the Thirteenth Sword of Thunder must first practice Zhuang Kung Fu to become familiar with the muscles around their body.
Practice basic boxing styles to coordinate your muscles and bones, and finally you can officially start learning the Thunder Thirteen Hands. ”
Wang An frowned when he heard this and looked at the group of teenagers behind the square-faced young man.
The majority of them are boys, but there are also a few girls.
They are all dressed in black and stylish clothes, and the clothes are all made of silk. They all come from well-to-do families.
These people can spend all day in the martial arts gym as if they were playing.
How can I have this time?
"May I ask your Excellency, is there anyone among them who has practiced Thunder Thirteen Hands?" Wang An asked.
The square-faced young man shook his head: "Not yet.
However, some people have already mastered the basic boxing exercises, and in half a month, they will be able to practice the Thunder Thirteen Hands. ”
The tall and muscular young man mentioned by the square-faced young man had a proud expression on his face, nodded and said: "From standing stance to basic boxing, I only practiced for half a year!"
Half a year?
Wang An shook his head repeatedly.
It only took me seven or eight days to practice Daqianquan to perfection.
It took at least half a year to learn Lei Shisanshou, and it was absolutely impossible to find a bookstore www.zhaｏshuyuan.com.
“Little brother, the Thirteen Hands of Thunder are different from ordinary wild boxing techniques.
If the foundation is not solid, it is easy to practice the boxing incorrectly. "The square-faced young man looked colder when he saw Wang An's expression.
Wang An is already a powerful martial artist, and I believe there is no martial artist with a more solid foundation than him in the world.
Immediately smiled and said: "I know that the basics are important, but I still just want to learn Lei Shisan's moves. Is there any workaround?"
"Stubborn!"
"It's just rotten wood!"
"The toad wants to eat swan meat!"
"Looking at you like that, do you still want to learn Zhenguan Boxing?"
Before the square-faced young man could reply, the young men behind him were all filled with indignation.
One by one, it was as if Wang An had taken away their sweethearts.
After all, they are all still practicing basic boxing skills, and Wang An will learn Zhenguan martial arts when he comes up. This feeling is no different from taking away their sweetheart.
The face of the square-faced young man also turned completely cold. He shook his head and said: "The key to practicing martial arts is to be practical and there are no shortcuts.
Please come back..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the tall and strong young man: "Senior Brother, didn't the responsible uncle say, is there any other way?"
The tall and muscular boy winked at him and gestured repeatedly.
He was slightly stunned when he heard the words, looked at Wang An hesitantly, and said softly: "I forgot, there is indeed a way to directly practice the Thunder Thirteen Hands.
You must choose any disciple present and challenge him. If you win, pay fifty taels of silver as a salute, and you can directly learn the Thirteen Thunder Moves.
However, fists and feet have no eyes..."
"I choose this!" Wang An weighed whether it was worth fifty taels of silver to buy a boxing technique, and then nodded decisively.