Chen Chuan suddenly felt an extreme danger approaching, his pupils suddenly dilated, there was an electric feeling on his back, and everything around him seemed to slow down.

Before his body could really react, Yu Gang's fist stopped where it almost touched his skin.

Yu Gang said slowly: "Remember this feeling and your body's reaction just now. Next, you can use breathing methods to try to mobilize your qi and blood to this level. Once you are familiar with it, you will be able to hit a blow with greater power than usual."

Chen Chuan slowly calmed down his breathing and heartbeat. At this time, he found that his back was slightly sticky, as if he was sweating. Even if he knew that he could use the second self to deflect the damage, Yu Gang would not really hit him, but still

I instinctively had a stress reaction, and Yu Gang's fist was so fast that I couldn't even dodge it even if it hit me the next time.

He slowly exhaled and said, "I remember." He raised his head again and asked, "Mr. Yu, what is this move called?"

Yu Gang said: "In the old martial arts, this move is called the 'Shocking Fist'. It shocks the god of oneself and others. In the new martial arts, this move is called the 'breaking strike'. This move is not limited to straight punches, it can be

It can be issued in any form, but remember that every time you exert force during practice, you must not swing it in vain. There must be a striking object in front of you to avoid dislocating yourself. Whether you can practice this trick depends on the individual. I am only responsible for telling you the secret. Okay, I will do it myself.

Go out and practice, and remember to close the door."

Chen Chuanzhuan said yes, and when he went out to close the door, Yu Gang said again inside, "Also, the money for smashing the sandbags will be credited to your account."

Chen Chuan paused for a moment and said, "Okay, Mr. Yu." After exchanging money for a powerful skill, he didn't feel like he was losing money, but rather making money.

He went down the stairs to the first floor, walked directly to a target and stood there, quietly experiencing the feeling just now.

This move is not trained from shallow to deep, from weak to strong, but by shocking oneself and suddenly bursting out.

He had just experienced this move, and it was just when his memory was most profound that he could try it out.

However, it is useless to just remember the feeling. You must use the breathing method to strengthen your luck and blood, so as to strike this blow at any cost.

He stared at the target for a while, then suddenly kicked him up, causing the target to shake violently.

He slowly put down his feet. Although he felt that he had found the right place just now, it was very difficult to use the breathing method to mobilize Qi and blood, as if he had encountered a layer of resistance.

Because this move was prompted by a person in an urgent situation of life and death, and he is not in real danger now, his body instinctively rejects him from doing this.

He couldn't help but think of that night when Mr. Wen asked the patrolmen to try to be independent on one leg. Just like that time, what he needed to fight now was himself.

He decided to try it again.

At first, he stood quietly on the spot. After a while, a flush suddenly appeared on his face and neck. He stepped forward, his feet hit the ground heavily, and he cupped his palms with his front hands. There was a muffled sound, and the heavy target unexpectedly fell.

He jumped up a bit after being hit, even alarming Lu Ke who was not far away.

He stepped back and took a breath, but he still felt a little bit worse.

However, as long as you are skilled enough in breath calling and cooperate with your thoughts, you can definitely break through that boundary.

Just when he wanted to try again, Yu Gang's voice came over: "Don't practice this move too much every day. It will not only put a burden on the body in various aspects, but may also disrupt the normal shooting, so stop it first. I would rather

If you can’t practice it, don’t rush it.”

Chen Chuan could not say that he was not afraid of injury, but since Yu Gang said so, he had to let it go now and decided to find an opportunity to try again after he went back.

Lu Ke felt that the power of Chen Chuan's blow seemed to be greater than ever before. He ran up and checked the target, raised his head and said, "It's okay."

Yu Gang said expressionlessly: "If it breaks, let him pay to replace it."

Lu Ke scratched his head.

Chen Chuan did not worry about this anymore and decided to carry out normal training first. However, after practicing for a while, he felt a dull pain in various parts of his body, and his condition seemed to be worse than usual.

This should be due to damaged muscle tension and burden on the internal organs.

Even if it overlaps with the second self, the internal damage caused by him will not be actively transferred by the second self. This is because his will is unique and everything inside must be done by himself.

leading.

Now that he was aware of it, as his mind turned, his body quickly returned to relaxation.

After the afternoon training was over, he tidied up for a while, said goodbye to Yu Gang and Lu Ke, and left the Boxing House.

On the way back, he kept trying to regulate his breathing while running. In fact, he also tried repeatedly during the training break in the afternoon. After a while, he started to guide again. Suddenly, he seemed to have touched something, and he felt that he was just a few steps away from hitting the blow.

A fist pump.

But there must be a suitable target at this time. Maybe we should try a few more times while we are in good condition. Should we turn back now?

It's inappropriate, Yu Gang won't agree.

At this moment, he suddenly thought that there was a Xiujiang Boxing Club not far from the front. Although it was not the one that received the flyer that day, it should be similar, and it was not that far away.

He did what he thought of and ran towards it quickly.

It only took him five or six minutes to find the boxing club. It was located in the middle of the only commercial street in the west of the city. There was a huge billboard with the word "show general" hanging in front of the door, and neon lights flashed on all sides. It could be said that it was very...

Eye-catching.

But this is the old district in the west of the city. The roads are old, pedestrians and vehicles are usually crowded together, and there are noisy bells and horns everywhere.

He entered from the main entrance of the boxing club. There was an upward staircase at the entrance. When he got to the second floor, he passed a light box screen and behind it was an open training venue with bright industrial and mining lamps hanging on the top. The walls looked like blanks and the venue was very clean.

It was clean, with large posters showing various handsome fighting moves. At the moment, more than a dozen people were doing fitness training, and some people were wearing uniform training uniforms and holding protective gear to teach each other moves.

A young man in his twenties was sitting on a tire eating chicken legs. Seeing his unfamiliar face, he quickly swallowed the chicken in his mouth, wiped his hands, raised his head and asked, "Brother, do you want to learn boxing?"

Chen Chuanchuan: "I saw the brochure of your Xiujiang Boxing Club. I heard that you can try it out first, so I came over to take a look."

The young man said: "Okay, you can take a look for yourself first. My name is Liang Fang, and they all call me Xiaoliang here. But you have to call me when you want to use the equipment. Don't get me wrong. I'm afraid you will get hurt when you use it. Someone has to watch it."

It takes effort."

Chen Chuan looked at it, pointed to the sandbag on one side, and said, "Can I use it?"

Xiaoliang said generously: "You can use this as you like."

Just as Chen Chuan was about to walk over, he paused and said, "By the way, if you accidentally damage it, I will pay for it."

Xiaoliang looked like he was joking, stared and said: "Brother, we are a serious boxing gym, not the kind of place that blackmails and deceives people. Let's put it this way, you can call Sandbags whatever you want. Our boxing club is open for business.

, is to satisfy the customers, as long as you don’t deliberately cause trouble, we will accept it if you really break it.”

Chen Chuan nodded, "Thank you." As he said that, he walked to a corner and tried to punch a few empty sandbags.

Xiao Liang glanced at it for a few times, but didn't take it seriously. The business of their Xiujiang Boxing Gym was pretty good. Many company employees and students nearby came to practice boxing here, and at night they even watched the fighting practice inside the venue.

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As for Chen Chuan, he just came here to watch something new and join in the fun. Even if they don't practice, they don't reject him. It can increase his popularity to some extent, and if he comes more, he might become a real customer.

Because there would be more customers in a while, and he had to fill his stomach first, so he went to eat chicken legs again.

Chen Chuan stood in front of the sandbag. He breathed repeatedly and closed his eyes to experience the feeling. When he felt that state appeared again, he suddenly opened his eyes and punched him!

Half an hour later.

"Yeah, someone must have poked it with something, don't let me catch it!" Xiao Liang was cursing there.

There was a small piece of damage on the sandbag in front of him, which looked inconspicuous from the outside. If someone hadn't punched it later and saw sand leaking out, it would have been hard to spot.

At this time, a coach from the boxing club happened to pass by. After hearing this, he looked at it in surprise. He didn't pay much attention to such a small thing at first, but he glanced at the sand under the sandbag and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he walked here.

Came over.

Xiao Liang saw him and said hello: "Coach Gu."

Coach Gu stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull the other side of the sandbag over, only to see a broken, fist-sized hole in the back of the sandbag, from which the sand leaked out.

"Here, I'll go..."

Xiaoliang was a little surprised. At this glance, he knew that the power was exploding from the inside, and he immediately realized that it could not be pierced with something.

Coach Gu looked at the hole and looked a little more serious. Generally, only those who have practiced strength can make such a blow, but why do they do this? It doesn't sound like a provocation.

He asked: "Who has used this sandbag?"

Xiao Liang thought for a while, patted his head and said: "The first thing I remember was a handsome young man who looked like a student. He asked me if the sandbag would be broken? By the way, it should be him!"

Coach Gu thought to himself: "A student... is he from Wuhan University?" He said: "If that person comes again next time, remember to inform me." He added, "Be polite to others."

Xiaoliang agreed with a sigh of relief, and then said: "Coach Gu, don't you know me yet? I'm polite to everyone, right?"

At this moment, Chen Chuan had returned home, and he was still a little excited, because he finally succeeded in trying the limit-breaking move.

He also realized that the reason why he mastered it so quickly was precisely because in his own perception, there was almost no price to pay for relying on the second self. This was not hypnotic deception, but a real fact. In addition,

After practicing continuously all afternoon, his will was finally implemented physically.

Unfortunately, I was not able to break the sandbags in the boxing gym like Yu Gang. It was probably because the sandbags there were of good quality and my strength was insufficient. It seemed that I still needed to strengthen my training.

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Chapter completed!