Facing Qi Zhishang's warm gaze, Zong Xian didn't know what to say for a while.

He could only keep calm and write down the descriptions of the realm of warriors.

"Ahem!"

Qi Zhishang felt that he had lost his composure, so he quickly stopped talking and sat back down.

"Young Master Zong, I offer you this cup of tea. You will be my disciple from now on!" He said with a smile, and the joy on his face could not be suppressed.

Zong Xian didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly put on his clothes, quickly picked up the cup of tea to honor the teacher, knelt down on his knees, and raised the tea in respect.

"Master, please have tea!"

Seeing that Zong Xian understood the rules so well, Qi Zhishang nodded happily.

He stood up and took the tea with both hands, picked up the tea lid and gently flicked the tea that was not hot, then brought it to his lips and took a sip. This tea was considered to be drunk.

After putting down the tea cup, Qi Zhishang's mood had almost calmed down, and his expression became serious again.

"Axian, since you have no father, no mother, and no place to go, the martial arts school will be your home from now on. There happens to be a vacant room to the east, it has been packed up and you can move in at any time."

"Starting tomorrow at 10:00, we will be an hour in advance to help you practice your strength first. As for skin forging, flesh forging and boxing routines, you can practice with other brothers!"

"After practicing martial arts, Ah Xian, your copper-skinned iron bones and natural strength will definitely be able to make further progress."

"Now let me test your strength first!"

After saying that, he led Zong Xian out of the hall and back to the courtyard.

After a period of waiting, the prying eyes from outside all left.

I think they should be people sent from the four major martial arts schools in the east of the city.

Everyone hangs out here to make a living, and there will definitely be no shortage of overt and covert confrontations in the future.

This compound is divided into several parts. In the center is the sparring ring. On the left side are wooden mannequins wrapped in cowhide, hardwood boards, and cast iron boards, as well as a large iron pot on a stone platform.

It reminded Zong Xian of the hot casserole he used to practice "Iron Sand Palm" in his previous life.

On the right side of the arena are dozens of stone balls, stone locks, and stone hammers of various sizes.

The largest stone ball has an astonishing diameter of one and a half meters.

In addition to stone balls, there are also black balls and gray balls, which are made of cast iron and fine steel respectively. They are much heavier than stone balls of the same volume.

The ground where the black and gray balls are placed has obvious depressions.

There are also special "props" such as weight-bearing sandbags, steel plates, iron boots, iron vests, and iron wrist guards placed beside it. This is the place for strength training!

After the master and apprentice stood still, Qi Zhishang looked around and once again confirmed that no one was watching, he pointed at the stone balls and iron balls.

"Try?"

He looked at Zong Xian with hopeful eyes, obviously looking forward to this apprentice's performance.

Zong Xian nodded and walked towards the pile of stone balls, thinking in his heart.

He briefly tested it before when he was ruining the temple.

He can easily throw a stone as big as a millstone dozens of meters away, and he can even lift half of a stone wall with both arms at the same time.

But now he can't exert his full strength, because his huge strength and the abundant energy and blood in his body come from the Hundred Years of Dali Pill, and he is not a true natural stranger.

However, having this identity as a cover is also a good thing for him.

It's just that going too far is not enough, Zong Xian must grasp the right measure.

"Master said just now that a warrior who has reached the Body Forging Realm usually has a strength of two to three hundred kilograms in one arm."

"Then how powerful is the Qi and Blood Realm?"

"How about I hold a two-thousand-pound weight in my arms to test the water first?"

Zong Xian hesitated a little, he really had no experience in this area.

Qi Zhishang, who was standing nearby, saw that he seemed to have no idea what to do, so he walked over quickly, patted the second largest stone ball like a watermelon, and waved to Zong Xian.

"Come on, A-Xian, try this first!"

Hearing this, Zong Xian could only bite the bullet and walk over.

"How much does this weigh, Master?"

"It's not too heavy, only about eight hundred kilograms."

"Those guys who are well-trained and strong can hold it with both arms."

"..."

Hearing what Master Xianyuan said, Zong Xian felt a little unsure.

He straightened his back and knelt down with his knees bent, and wrapped his slender arms around the stone ball.

The thin body and the huge stone ball formed a sharp contrast.

Zong Xian just exerted a little force, and the qi and blood in his body began to stir, and the stone ball was lifted directly. Zong Xian still had enough energy to turn around and look at Qi Zhishang.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the energy and blood are gurgling just after exerting force..."

"If I had a talent like yours when I was a teacher, I would have no rivals in several states!"

"Okay, let it go."

"Now try this, a two thousand catty iron ball!"

Qi Zhishang clicked his tongue in surprise, and Zong Xian was convinced that he knew something.

He slowly put down the stone ball, came to the iron ball, took a deep breath, and then squatted down to hug it again.

This time he frowned, gritted his teeth, and then exerted force from light to heavy, gradually stirring up the energy and blood in his body, and slowly lifted the iron ball pretending to be laborious.

Two thousand kilograms is exactly one ton, which Zong Xian never dared to think about before.

But the warriors in this world can do it, which proves that the martial arts here must be extraordinary!

Zong Xian still remembered the strongman in his previous life, whose world record deadlift weight was 1,074 kilograms and leg press record was 2,814 kilograms. At this moment, he could easily reach the original human limit level, which made him feel somewhat unreal.

As the iron ball was picked up by him, Zong Xian's feet slowly sank two centimeters.

After holding on for a few seconds, he put the iron ball down heavily. There was a huge muffled sound, and the ground of the entire compound shook.

"It shouldn't be the limit yet, but it should be close."

"Copper skin and iron bones, your natural strength only gives you a higher upper limit at the same level. When you complete the exercise, your body's energy and blood will be more abundant, and your strength will increase again."

"It's just that the trees are beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy them!"

"Remember to hide clumsiness in skill, use obscurity to make it clear, combine clarity with turbidity, and use bending to stretch!"

"Axian, when you reach the peak of Qi and Blood Realm, there won't be many people in Bei'an who can rival you!"

"Beyond the qi and blood realm is the external strength stage, where the qi and blood all over the body are transformed into strength that can penetrate the body. As long as the qi and blood do not dry up, the strength will continue."

"Li Zhendong's four old dogs are just in the middle and late stages of external strength."

"My master's level is higher than the four of them, reaching the early stage of internal strength!"

"Transforming external energy into internal energy is also a big hurdle!"

"There is also a stage of energy transformation, where one returns to his original nature and his energy is integrated into the whole body, but it is not a state that you can touch now."

"When I was a teacher..."

Qi Zhishang fell silent as he spoke, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

Zong Xian was thoughtful and sorted out the information about the realm of warriors in his mind.

From the current point of view, martial arts has several major realms: body training, qi and blood, external strength, internal strength, and transformation strength.

Both the physical training realm and the qi and blood realm are for strengthening the body and cultivating pure qi and blood.

This Qi and blood is the key and foundation for a strong body and strong physical body.

And the subsequent strength is obviously a sublimation change of Qi and blood.

Thinking of this, the scene of Li Zhendong and others fighting against their master appeared in Zong Xian's mind. Those translucent airflows that could be vaguely seen by the naked eye should be the so-called strength.

The master and the apprentice entered a state of thinking at the same time, and the atmosphere became a little strange.

"Master, it's time for lunch!"

Aunt Wang's shout brought back their thoughts at the same time.


Chapter completed!