In the boxing book, there is a passage summarized by Guhe.

The tiger bone-strengthening fist, even all body-refining fist techniques, are mostly divided into four realms, first glance at the path, integrate them, understand them, and get the marrow of them.

When you first look at the way, it means that you have to learn boxing, with coherent moves and constant slightness and weight; when you integrate them, it means that the boxing technique is sent and received from the heart, and the moves are connected, and the meaning is pointed at the arm without interruption; when you understand the mind, it means that the boxing technique has reached a certain level, understand the essence of the boxing technique, and begin to understand the origin of boxing technique, which is considered to be a small success; finally, you will get the marrow and understand the true essence of boxing technique. One move and one move, and both form and spirit are the great success of boxing technique.

This passage made Gu Feng understand more clearly that his practice, the four major realms of body training, the Tiger Bones Strengthening Fist, he reached the highest level of being able to enter the spirit and gain marrow. In the first twenty-seven styles of Arhat Fist, he was almost the first to enter the world to integrate and truly integrate and understand the spirit. It may take some time. It is estimated that it will take about a month. As for the final entry into the spirit and gain marrow, Gu Feng was not sure. He practiced the Tiger Bones Strengthening Fist for three years before he got marrow. Arhat Fist for Arhat Fist, even if it fits his personality, it depends on his chance.

Looking down, after a passage summarized by Guhe, two lines were empty and a line of small characters were added.

"In the realm of martial arts, it is rumored that there is still a realm in these four realms. I have been experiencing it for many years and have not gained anything. Later generations are diligent, so don't slack off!"

The realm of martial arts!

Gu Feng shook his head gently. This was not what he needed to consider now. At least, he had to wait until he developed the fighting spirit, entered the level, and came into contact with the lower-grade martial arts.

After putting away the boxing book, Gu Feng got up and went out. After sixty rounds of Arhat punches at noon, there were two more classes in the afternoon, one was literature and history, and one was practical. At six o'clock in the evening, when he returned home, a bowl of steaming blood rice was drunk, Gu Feng entered the cultivation again.

The days when the school started were very quiet and noisy. The calm ones were freshmen, who were just a newcomer and had no foundation. The noisy ones were old students in grade two and three. During the holiday experience, who had a thrilling experience, who cooperated with the mentor to win a zero-level monster, which one broke through his cultivation level, and which one learned a low-grade magic.

The new student envies the old student. The old student is arrogant and looks at a bunch of rookies, and is envious! Is life and death fun?

Of course, this is just for most freshmen. The freshmen’s female students are always popular. They are young, beautiful, and do not have much experience. The old students are ready to move. This is a hunting season.

However, everything has nothing to do with ancient style. He devoted all his time to practice. The places he wandered around every day kept circulating, home, teaching area, practical area, library, and back mountain. There was no other place to go besides.

A true warrior must endure loneliness!

This is what a warrior at the middle level said. Gu Feng saw it from a martial arts note in the library and agreed with it.

Ten days passed quickly, and the days of cultivation were boring, but for the ancient style, the harvest was also abundant. In ten days, when practicing Arhat Fist, his boxing strength increased by 300 kilograms, and his strength was almost 942 kilograms. Such diligence is amazing, and it is almost a world of difference compared to the 580 kilograms more than ten days ago.

In this way, Gu Feng's grades entered the forefront of the first grade, but he knew that this was far from enough. If he limited his attention to Gu Qin Academy, he would really look at the sky from a well. However, he did not know that the admission threshold for the First Gu Jiang Academy was one thousand kilograms of strength and nine hundred and forty-two kilograms, and the First Gu Jiang Academy would not recruit at all.

In a blink of an eye, another day passed.

On this day, there was no moon, the sky was dark, there was haze, dark clouds gradually gathered, the wind was rising, and the cold was chilly.

On the back mountain of Guzhen College, two shoes were empty on the shore, and the tributaries of Shuiyun Lake were slightly turbulent. The lake water in early spring was not as cold as winter, but the most harsh. Slightly cold air desperately penetrated into the bones. At this moment, a blue figure was like a stubborn reef, standing firmly in the lake water not far from the shore, with the turbulent water flowing to the knees.

drink!

Open your voice and exhale! Gu Feng was exhaling the Arhat Fist over and over again. This fierce and powerful boxing technique is also masculine in Gu Feng's hands. Even in the torrent of the shallows, each punch is square and round, without any hindrance. Almost between thoughts, the boxing movements are naturally erupting. This is clearly the second level of body training boxing and is integrated.

This is the last boxing trip today. Since the start of school, twelve days are about to pass. Before this last boxing trip, Gu Feng's strength has reached 992 kilograms as he wished. This last boxing trip is also an opportunity to make a breakthrough.

From the beginning to now, Gu Feng has been hitting Arhat Fist fifty times, and his qi and blood are rolling all over his body, like a teapot that boils water. It is obvious that the pot of water is heating up rapidly and is about to reach the verge of boiling.

Practicing boxing in the torrents further stimulated Gu Feng's blood and qi, which was surging almost every moment, and made his lower plate more stable. Under this stimulation, the Luohan Fist also made rapid progress, and in just twelve days, he was completely integrated.

Fifty-one! Fifty-two! Fifty-three!

The more you reached the end, the skin of Gufeng became more rosy. By the 58th time, it was like a cooked prawn, with its body red, as if all the blood and energy in the body had reached the bottom of the membrane.

Gu Feng knew that this was a sign that the energy was about to break through a thousand pounds. Qi and blood surged, and blood overflowed. Only by doing one slam, this layer of bad blood containing impurities could it be truly broken through, completely control the blood and energy in the body, and begin to condense the Dou Qi.

Woo--

The Arhat's fist is strong and the fist wind is also heavy and uncast. With nearly a thousand pounds of strength, every time the ancient wind punches, there is a strong wind whistling, and the torrent of about a radius of about a meter becomes chaotic under this fist wind.

Fifty-nine times!

The whole body's membrane was tightened, and the Arhat Fist practiced for more than ten days. The ancient style not only had the muscles and bones more hard and tough, but the skin was also as tight as cowhide. After the fifty-ninth Arhat Fist, the whole body's membrane was tight, and the red blood almost printed out of the body.

The huge bondage made Gu Feng feel like he was carrying a thousand pounds. At this moment, he could clearly feel that the blood and blood in his body were completely boiling, but there was nowhere to vent, just like a teapot that closed the mouth of the pot. The steam continued to accumulate, and there was nothing in a short time. After a long time, it would inevitably explode.

This explosion is not a breakthrough. The breakthrough is the opening of the mouth of the pot, and the steam gushing out. The explosion is simply destroying, and the body of the pot is broken. In other words, if the ancient style does not break through, even the body membrane that is comparable to cowhide will tear and collapse, and the vitality will be severely damaged.

At this time, if there is a mentor here, he will inevitably be stunned, because the warrior usually breaks through a thousand pounds of energy and masters the blood and energy of the whole body, but it is not achieved overnight. It often tries continuously for a period of time until all the pores on the membrane of the body are loosened, and then he breaks through the shackles in one go. It is not like the ancient style, without regression, and it washes continuously again and again, bringing huge pressure to the body.

It’s not that Gu Feng didn’t know this, but that he had a lot of ambitions. The previous method of breakthrough was indeed a gentle way of breakthrough, which could break through steadily and successfully master a body of qi and blood, but he lost a kind of sharpness. If the strength exceeds a thousand kilograms, it would not be a slight diligence. However, in the second way, the qi and blood continue to collide, and finally break the constraints, the strength will be quite diligent. The specific amount is uncertain, but generally it will not be less than ten kilograms, and the number of more can range from twenty or thirty kilograms.

In two ways, almost 99% of the warriors will choose the former one. At the beginning of the martial arts journey, few people are willing to take risks.

Sixty times!

The Arhat punched the sixtieth time, and the blood and blood almost rushed to the top gate. Gu Feng's eyes were red and he stared at the undercurrent that was coming several meters away.

"Give me a breakthrough! Promotion! Arhats and tigers!"

The 27th posture of Arhat Fist, Arhat silences the tiger! Gu Feng shouted angrily, and with the help of this posture, his feet took root in a neutral torrent, his body and waist were united, and his strength was twisted into one and gathered onto his right fist.

boom--

With one punch, the lake exploded violently, and you could see the splashing lake water, and it was mixed with a little dark red.

"Finally break through!"

When this punch was shot, his spirit was refreshed. Because of some impurities accumulated in the body for a long time, bad blood was discharged from the pores with this punch, and the whole person suddenly felt a sense of lightness. The ancient style could clearly feel that his strength had broken a boundary, and the whole body was in control. When the mind moved, it rolled in the body. Even because the Luohan Fist was familiar with the guidance of qi and blood in the past, at this moment, the ancient style felt that he did not have the initial consolidation and familiarity period of ordinary warriors. During the thoughts, he could activate the qi and blood in his body and burst out the strongest combat power.

"I don't know how much my strength has increased this time. Except for the 1,020 kilograms of basic kilograms, my feeling should not be less than twenty kilograms."

After a pause, a strange light flashed in Gu Feng's eyes: "Rumor, when Qin Lang broke through the state of a thousand pounds, he increased by thirty pounds at once. I don't know how much I will increase."

When I arrived at the Yanwu District, the haze had dissipated above the sky, and the moon was pouring down like water, silky and light, and the bluestone floor seemed to be filled with a layer of brilliance.

Gu Feng stood still in front of Rumo's black iron stone power measuring device. Then, he took a deep breath and a gurgling sound of water suddenly came from his body. His body of qi and blood were instantly activated. The next moment, he punched it out, and the punch came out like the wind, and the air rushed, falling hard on the power measuring device.

Bang!

The power measuring device trembled slightly and disappeared in a second. Gu Feng's face immediately showed a satisfied smile. After a moment, he turned around and left.

In the bitter night wind, a string of numbers slowly disappeared on the white chip.

One thousand and fifty-two! (Please recommend votes, please collect them, and support from all book friends! The new book needs everyone’s encouragement!)
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