Wu Tian devoted himself wholeheartedly to the practice of breathing techniques, which also made the lunch break fleeting.

While he was still meditating with his eyes closed, Li Fei brought Song Qing to the classroom. The students welcomed her arrival with extremely enthusiastic cheers. After hearing the cheers, other classes cast envious eyes.

On the podium, Li Fei wanted them to quiet down but found that he couldn't do it at all. Everyone was a young man with a strong spirit. The youthful atmosphere in the classroom gave the class teacher a chance to rekindle the flame that had been extinguished long ago.

At this moment, he saw Lin Ping and Xu Zhiyuan at the door. Their cold eyes made Li Fei immediately transform into a stern class teacher.

The majesty of the martial artist was vividly displayed, and the classroom suddenly fell silent. Everyone was so frightened by the pressure in the air that they could not lift their heads.

Song Qing, who was standing aside, glanced around and found that almost everyone had their heads lowered, except Wu Tian who opened his closed eyes.

After the two looked at each other, she felt the sharpness in the other's eyes, and she saw a proud and independent sword.

Wu Tian looked at Li Fei doubtfully, and the pressure from the other party interrupted his practice.

This also caused his Qi and blood to be sluggish, and the internal energy in his body was calming the restless Qi and blood.

Li Fei handed over the rest of the time to Song Qing. She smiled slightly and said: "Hello, classmates, my name is Song Qing. I am currently studying at Nanwu University. I am very happy to get along with you in the next few months. I hope I can help you improve."

I can perform better in the college entrance examination in the future."

Many students were surprised when they heard that she was a student of Nanwu University. Nanwu University has been a first-class martial arts school after the four major universities in recent decades. It has developed extremely rapidly and has vaguely become the fifth university.

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Wu Tian in the corner also casts an envious look, but now is not the time to be envious. Whether he can stay in the martial arts school is still unknown, so he should practice quickly.

Since you can't practice breathing techniques, you should learn about sword techniques. Basic sword techniques must be mastered early. After carefully recalling the uncle's teachings, Wu Tian picked up the pen in his hand and practiced there.

When Song Qing finished introducing himself, all that was left was the students’ self-introduction.

Facing Song Qing's gaze, nervousness seemed to be contagious. The students' stumbling introductions made Xu Zhiyuan outside the window shake his head.

If they were shaken like this, how nervous would they be when they take the college entrance examination? Thinking of this, Xu Zhiyuan sighed helplessly.

Because of this sigh, the students by the window also discovered that the dean and principal were watching them from the window, which made the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

Fortunately, the self-introduction was coming to an end, and everyone turned their attention to Wu Tian in the corner.

Song Qing was also staring at Wu Tian closely on the podium. Wu Tian might have panicked a few days ago when facing everyone's attention, but now he is not panicked at all. After all, he is no longer an ordinary person.

"My name is Wu Tian. My goal is to be admitted to Wuhan University. Please correct me if I do anything wrong in the future. Thank you!"

Just when Wu Tian was about to sit down, Song Qing took the initiative and asked, "I wonder if Mr. Wu still remembers me?"

Her sudden conversation and smile made other students in the classroom look at Wu Tian with envy. Perhaps seeing his doubtful eyes, Song Qing came directly to him.

Now there was only one step between the two of them. Face to face at such a close distance, Wu Tian didn't feel nervous at all. Song Qing handed Wu Tian's student ID card from his pocket and said, "Be careful when you walk in the future," and then turned around and left with a slight smile.

Xu Zhiyuan was a little surprised by Wu Tian's performance. This kid had such strong concentration; soon all the students came to the training ground.

The third training ground is where the afternoon martial arts classes will be held.

After receiving the notice, the logistics teachers will prepare the equipment in advance. Because Song Qing has no teaching experience, Li Fei asked her to watch while he specially changed into new clothes in order to show his charm.

It's a pity that all Song Qing's attention was on the students and training equipment, and the students who arrived here concentrated on training.

They suddenly discovered that only if they trained hard would they attract Song Qing's attention. For this reason, many of them moved a little too much in their warm-up movements, which attracted a scolding from Li Fei.

What Li Fei is explaining today is the basic boxing technique that high school students must learn. Countless predecessors have carefully improved it. Because it combines the basic moves of various boxing techniques, this set of boxing techniques has a total of 108 moves.

Those who can master this set of boxing skills to a great level in high school are basically students from the four major universities.

Li Fei, who was explaining, looked at Song Qing who was not far away, and he said with intention to show off: "Every method in the world is different, but the classification of each method is very clear, entry, small success, great success, perfection, superb and reaching the peak.

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"Except for the last two, the first four are our goals."

This sentence has been recognized by many students. The average person can practice a skill to perfection within five years and is already very enlightened. As for the perfection and perfection beyond it, only those geniuses can peep into it.

Li Fei said solemnly: "In the past three years of high school, I believe that many people have already learned the basics of boxing. If there are still those who have not yet learned, please come out on your own."

At the end of the queue, Wu Tian walked out with his head held high. After all, he was now practicing basic swordsmanship.

He saluted Li Fei and then walked to the corner of the training ground on his own. Many people laughed at this result, but the students quickly shut their mouths under Li Fei's gaze.

Li Fei said: "It seems that many of you feel that you have practiced well and are sure to get high scores?"

"In that case, let me see your strength! If your performance has not improved, double the amount of training this week."

Suddenly, a small scream came from the training ground. Although Song Qing focused most of her eyes here, she still paid close attention to Wu Tian.

She knew a lot about Wu Tian from Li Fei. Although he had only been here for more than a month, all the martial arts schools in the city had information about him, and anyone who wanted to search for it could find it.

Wu Tian in the corner listened to the uncle's teachings in his mind. To practice breathing techniques, you don't have to sit cross-legged. Sometimes standing can also be effective.

This is the same as the martial arts stance method, which emphasizes the combination of movement and stillness, but the stance taught by the uncle is purely a static stance.

Wu Tian almost fell asleep many times. After all, it is really easy to fall asleep like this while standing still and letting his thoughts wander.

Seeing Wu Tian swaying there many times, Song Qing was a little worried and stepped forward, but at this moment Wu Tian suddenly fell backwards, and Song Qing subconsciously dodged.

Seeing that the other party was about to hit the ground on the back of his head, she hurriedly took action, and the result was that Wu Tian was lying in her arms.

Wu Tian also hurriedly opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other. He hurriedly stood up and thanked him.

Ignoring Song Qing, Wu Tian closed his eyes again and adjusted his breathing. Seeing him doing this, Song Qing was full of questions: "What are you doing? It's time to teach basic boxing now!"

Fortunately, Li Fei, who was not far away, shouted: "Teacher Song, please come here."

Then he pointed at Wu Tian's back and said: "Teacher Song, you don't have to worry about this student. I might as well tell you everything. The attitude towards him is very clear. He will be persuaded after the exam next month."

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Song Qing thought of the information she saw in the morning. She forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have my own opinions."

When she came behind Wu Tian, ​​she found that he had stepped forward and fell down this time.

Under Song Qing's gaze, Wu Tian first rubbed his forehead and then stood still to adjust his breathing.

With the martial artist's excellent hearing, she finally knew what the student was doing.

He was actually practicing the breathing method, which is something that is only taught when nurture changes to innateness. How did he know about it in advance?

The practice of martial arts is strictly controlled. People can only talk about martial arts but not Taoism at will. What they are afraid of is that some people will practice indiscriminately and cause trouble.

After a while, she discovered that Wu Tian's Zhuang Gong was different from what was taught in school. Martial arts Zhuang Gong mobilized the qi and blood of the whole body, while Wu Tian's Zhuang Gong calmed the qi and blood and relaxed the body.

It must be stopped, as this kind of careless practice will lead to problems. Just when she was about to take action, Wu Tian, ​​who was standing still, grabbed that glimmer of inspiration.

The pile exercise relaxes his body, while the breathing method slowly mobilizes Qi and blood, which is in line with the principle of one stillness and one movement.

While breathing, his body's instinctive movements and practice postures are also adjusting.

In order for Wu Tian to remember this rhythm, the uncle in his mind also quietly helped.

The light between his eyebrows flashed past, and the image of the Galaxy Sword appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. Wu Tian was integrating with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Is this an epiphany? For this reason, Song Qing hurriedly took a few steps back. This was a great opportunity, even she had encountered it a few times.

In order not to disturb him, Song Qing paid close attention to his surroundings.

While others were going to the cafeteria for dinner, Wu Tian finally woke up from his epiphany.

After Wu Tian came out of that state, he felt his whole body relaxed a lot, and even the internal energy in his body increased a lot.

Feeling the inner breath flowing through his body, Wu Tian's face was full of excitement. After looking around and finding no one there, he picked up the long sword on the weapon rack.

Wu Tian simply swung the sword to feel the weight, then closed his eyes and stood with the sword.

The sword light flashed and the long sword pierced the air!

The entry-level basic swordsmanship stirred the air around him. After performing the seventeen swordsmanship moves, Wu Tianfu stabbed the long sword in his hand to his heart, and the inner energy in his body was added to it.

The sound of sword chants spread throughout the training ground. After calming down, Wu Tian returned the long sword to the weapon rack. Shortly after he left, Song Qing walked out of the corner and took off the long sword. This was an unopened standard long sword.

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Above her, Xu Zhiyuan was also watching all this silently. Could it be that he had misjudged this kid and was actually a genius?

On the way home, Wu Tian talked excitedly with the uncle. At first, the uncle just agreed, and then he suddenly said: "So, isn't kendo easier than horizontal training?"

"I'm not bragging, but I guarantee you can enter the third level of acquired education in one month."

But at this moment, Wu Tian suddenly said: "But I think horizontal training is more powerful, after all, it can defeat all kinds of methods with one force."

But at this moment, he opened the door of his house, and the long sword slowly emerged from the air, and each person looked at each other with the sword.

"why did you hit me?"
Chapter completed!