He treated this exploration of his own martial arts as a scientific experiment.

The ultimate goal is to reach the level of consolidation.

Write down your guesses and ideas on paper one by one, and attach methods and methods for verification.

Then, it is a matter of personal verification one by one.

If there is no instrument or equipment, then you can hit the sand or water surface with a powerful fist, and use the impact effect to infer the force.

Using this method, it took some time and energy to easily achieve the goal with both hands and feet.

It's just a pity that the hands and feet are different after all, and the impact of the force is also different. Otherwise, the burst of force of the hands and feet can really reach the same level.

It was only when he focused on exercising his waist and abdomen that he realized something was wrong.

It's not that the waist and abdomen are not exercised properly, it is simply impossible for such a thing to happen.

Whether it is boxing records or my own training insights, the role of the waist and abdomen is clear.

The Eagle Claw Kung Fu taught by Yan Zhendong and the Five-Shaped Tiger Fist taught by Huang Feihong naturally have special methods and means for exercising the waist and abdomen.

With Wu Dong's martial arts background, he had already developed strength in his waist and abdomen.

But the problem is that the strength developed in the waist and abdomen cannot be communicated with the hands, feet and other places that can be exercised. It is almost like a plate of loose sand.

Originally, Wu Dong was helpless about this.

Whether it was Yan Zhendong's words of experience or Huang Feihong's so-called waist and horse integration, he felt that he was confused and didn't know how to understand it and how to start.

Now, he has some ideas and insights.

Huhuhu...

On the small martial arts training ground in the militia camp, Wu Dong stood still, breathing rhythmically, his chest and abdomen rising and falling, like an old tree with roots deep into the ground.

The late spring sunshine was gradually getting hot above his head, but it could not stop Wu Dong's enthusiasm for practicing martial arts.

He just stood like a gun and punched out...

He stared his feet to the ground with great strength, twisted his waist and turned with great strength, raised his arms and punched in one go.

The force on the fist surface was condensed, like an erupting volcano, which suddenly erupted with the punch.

The friction between the fist surface and the air could be clearly felt, and a powerful phoenix roared along with the fist surface, but no sound was heard.

He didn't know how many punches he had thrown. At this time, Wu Dong was sweating profusely, his hands and feet were a little weak, and his muscles were sore. But just when his condition was about to become unstable, he fired the most perfect punch.

Although his spirit was a little sluggish, Wu Dong still locked in this feeling in time.

After careful reflection, I found that whether it started with the exertion of force from the feet, the strengthening of the twisting of the waist and abdomen, or the final punch, it seemed to have reached an indescribable balance.

Yes, it’s balance!

The somewhat dull eyes suddenly shone with a frightening light.

It seems like this is what he wants?

That punch, whether it was the feet, waist and abdomen, or the last fist, the power transmission was not delayed at all, and was smoothly transferred from the feet to the fist surface.

The waist and abdomen not only do a good job of transmitting the force in the middle, but also the force generated at the same time is also smoothly transmitted to the arms and fists.

At that moment, the feet, waist, abdomen and arms seemed to be one whole body.

This should be a sign of improvement, right?

Because he was always highly focused, he could clearly remember the process of exerting force on his waist and abdomen, as well as the amount of strength he gathered.

Regardless of the exhaustion all over his body, he followed the feeling and punched a few more times.

Unfortunately, the results were not as good as expected.

He didn't know if his body had reached its limit, or if he had ignored other details. In short, he fired several punches in a row, but only one punch achieved his desired goal.

However, Wu Dong didn't mean to be unhappy, on the contrary, he felt quite relaxed.

It would be nice to be able to copy it!

Copying means that his idea is correct. As long as he continues to work in this direction, he will achieve the goal of consolidation in a short time.

Feeling that his body could not continue to practice boxing, Wu Dong immediately returned to the barracks and recorded all his experiences and insights.

A good memory is worse than a bad pen!

With practice notes recorded in real time, he does not have to worry about forgetting his thoughts and physical feelings at that time due to time.

Just as he rested for a while, drank a bowl of special nutritious soup to replenish his physical strength and energy, and planned to continue practicing boxing while the iron was hot, Huang Feihong came in a hurry and interrupted his plan.

I saw Huang Feihong, who had always been gentle and polite, but his face was quite solemn at this time, and he directly told Wu Dong a very bad news: the imperial court had deployed the Black Flag Army!

Wu Dong was not surprised at all by this, and asked instead: "Aren't you already mentally prepared? There's no need to be like this, right?"

"To put it lightly!"

Huang Feihong sat down, took the tea from the group member, and said angrily: "This thing really happened, I'm really worried!"

"Then what can be done?"

Wu Dong said with a smile: "Master Liu is quite loyal to the court and has no intention of making small moves at all. We outsiders can't say much!"

"You kid, what other little tricks do you want to do?"

"Master Huang, don't mention Wu Ying anymore!"

Wu Dong waved his hand, changed the subject and asked: "Where will the Black Flag Army stand next?"

Huang Feihong had returned to normal at this time, and after hearing this, he named a place.

"Not all of them are within Guangdong Province. We just need to make more contacts in the future. Our power is still enough to pass on the information!"

Huang Feihong's eyes lit up, he nodded and said with a smile: "You still have a bright mind!"

Wu Dong was speechless and didn't know what happened to Huang Feihong. The emotion he invested in the Black Flag Army was too rich.

Liu Yongfu can do a lot of things with the Black Flag Army at his disposal.

As a result, I don’t know what I was thinking, but in the end nothing was done and the Black Flag Army was allowed to be disbanded by the court.

Since he made this choice, Wu Dong naturally wouldn't want to take advantage of the Black Flag Army.

While they were talking, a member of the regiment guarding the camp gate came to report, and Commander Liu of the Black Flag Army sent an invitation.

Wu Dong took it directly and took a look, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Master Liu is so elegant that he actually invited us to take a boat to Guangzhou to say goodbye on the sea!"

I couldn't help but wonder, this couldn't be the scene at the beginning of Once Upon a Time, the plot's ability to repair it was too exaggerated.

Of course, he would never play with a lion. If Huang Feihong was interested in this, he could perform it on the bow of the boat.

"Hey, since Mr. Liu invited him, let's go over and say goodbye to him. I don't know when we can see him again in the future?"

Huang Feihong spoke hurriedly, turned back to Wu Dong and said: Don't be confused, kid. Come with me when the time comes. Do you want to call Master Yan up too? "
Chapter completed!