Dantian is very important for martial arts practitioners. This is important to understand because Dantian can be used to store internal forces and accumulate internal forces. Once it reaches a certain level of explosion, it can generate huge power, allowing various attacks to receive bonuses of different levels.
This is the function of the Dantian, which accumulates internal strength, tempers internal strength, and regulates the body...
However, in the previous life, although Fang Chong practiced his internal strength to the limit, he was only stronger than others' endurance, better body toughness, faster speed, and could only use some special ancient martial arts skills, which he could do without internal strength.
In his understanding, internal strength is not extremely strong, the body is the most important.
But now looking at his father's appearance, Fang Zhong's heart suddenly moved, and he vaguely realized that the internal strength of this world may be somewhat different from the so-called internal strength in his previous life.
Fang Zongqing sighed, threw the black iron that had been beaten into the stove, and said, "Zhong'er, I know you want to comfort me, but you are still young and don't know a lot of things."
"The most important thing for those who practice martial arts is the dantian. Some people's dantian is born more open and they are more likely to feel the energy between heaven and earth. When practicing, they achieve twice the result with half the effort. You should have felt this feeling. In the past, you were the best in Ningcang County." Fang Zongqing said, and couldn't help but think of Fang Chong's dantian being destroyed, and he sighed.
After a while, Fang Zongqing calmed down and continued: "The Dantian can accumulate internal energy, allowing the energy between heaven and earth to accumulate in the Dantian. Combined with various martial arts, extremely powerful power can be burst out, but if there is no Dantian, it will naturally not be able to store internal energy..."
After Fang Zongqing's explanation, Fang Chong finally understood the importance of Dantian to warriors, and what kind of existence is the so-called innate realm warrior.
I finally realized that the warriors in this world are completely different from his previous life.
In his previous life, he was an ancient martial arts master and practiced martial arts to a level that was almost at its peak, but he could only lift thousands of pounds and move like a gust of wind.
But it's very different in this world.
In this world with abundant spiritual energy, ordinary warriors can lift a thousand pounds, and lift a thousand pounds is the realm of a third-rate warrior. A higher-level second-rate warrior can lift a five thousand pounds.
He lifted five thousand pounds hard, and this was such a powerful force. Fang Chong felt a little suffocated.
A second-rate warrior who can lift five thousand pounds is a second-rate warrior. A more powerful first-rate warrior can lift ten thousand pounds. The unparalleled power alone is terrifying enough.
A huge force of ten thousand pounds!
Fang Chong estimated that if he could overturn a truck with one punch, the intensity was really outrageous.
Of course, it is impossible for a human body to burst out with such powerful power. The human body has its limits. In the previous life, Fang Chong cultivated his body to nearly the peak, but he only had thousands of pounds of power. If he wanted to lift ten thousand pounds of force, it was impossible.
But first-class warriors in this world can do it, they rely on their strong internal strength.
The internal force bursts through all limbs and bones, and can burst out extremely powerful power in an instant. Raising ten thousand pounds is just the simplest ability.
Only then did Fang Chong realize that his original idea was a bit naive.
Originally, he thought that even if his dantian was destroyed, he could still exercise his body and temper his body to the extreme realm. He could still have thousands of kilograms of huge power, moving like a storm. In his previous life, he could have reached the realm of a super strong man.
However, now he is in the Zhongzhou Great Qin Dynasty, in this world where martial arts style is prevalent and martial arts practice has reproduced to an extremely high level, and it is really inappropriate to measure it by the previous standards.
If he practices his body to the limit according to his idea, it will be 3,000-4,000 kilograms of power, which is not even a second-rate warrior in this world.
Not to mention first-class warriors and more powerful innate powerhouses.
The so-called innate means abandoning acquired impurities, circulating through the eight extraordinary meridians, and making the internal strength Hunyuan continue to be reborn. This is the innate realm.
To reach this level, hard practice alone is not enough, and it also requires extremely high talent, certain opportunities, and all kinds of factors are indispensable. This also determines that compared with the huge number of martial arts practitioners, there are extremely few martial artists in the innate realm.
Specifically, the entire Qin Dynasty stretched for thousands of miles and had countless people, and there were more than tens of millions of people practicing martial arts. However, there were not many warriors who could reach the innate realm, and most of them came from those large clans, which shows that they were rare.
Innate warriors are the most powerful warriors!
After understanding this, Fang Chong's heart couldn't help but feel heavy. His previous understanding of this world was too superficial, and he still placed himself in the position of a strong man according to his previous life's thinking.
But now it seems that in this world, he is just a rookie.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Chong calmed down and smiled comfortably at Fang Zongqing: "Dad, believe me, I won't let you down." Since the dantian has been destroyed, no matter how sad it is, it is useless. The most important thing now is to temper your body well, at least you must first temper your body to the extreme realm.
"Zhong'er, I knew you wouldn't be so fragile, haha..." Fang Zongqing felt relieved, touched Fang Chong's head, and laughed.
The small iron shop was in the middle of the iron shop, and the father and son looked at each other and laughed, everything was silent.
Bang bang...
The sound of the hammer hitting the black iron continued to sound, Fang Chong squatted into a horse stance, and while stimulating the bellows, he exercised his body. He did not stop exercising his body, neither strength, speed, consciousness, nor flexibility.
At this moment, he took the opportunity of urging the bellows to temper his lower plate power. His upper body was shaking back and forth, but the lower plate was as stable as a mountain, like a steel nail fixed on the ground, and no matter how his body swayed, it didn't move at all.
This is the result of standing in a stance. The lower plate is like a rock and as stable as Mount Tai!
Half an hour later, a black iron axe was formed, and after being quenched and polished, it became more and more fierce. Although it was still as dark as ink, it could still be seen from the cold light at the tip of the tip that it was a good black iron axe.
"Dad, this axe has been made." Fang Chong smiled happily.
"Well, this axe is of good quality and should be sold for a good price." Fang Zongqing also laughed, raised the black iron axe in his hand and looked back and forth, feeling overjoyed.
Bang!
At this moment, the door of the iron shop was kicked open with a slam. A young man with a fat head and big ears and a big belly walked in swaying.
The young man is only ten years old, with an impetuous look on his face. His eyes were swinging around the iron shop. When he saw Fang Chong, he was slightly stunned: "Hey, Fang Chong, you are so fast, and you can still help with ironwork. Well, it seems that I was lighter last time."
The young man looked annoyed, which made the few and a half-year-old boys who followed him laugh together, and his eyes looking at Fang Chong were filled with ridicule and ridicule.
Fang Chong looked at the door, his pupils slightly contracted, revealing a cold and cold light.
He knew the young man at the door, to be precise, the "Fang Chong" knew him before, because this young man was Li Hao who seriously injured him and even his dantian was destroyed.
"Li Hao, what are you doing here?" Seeing Li Hao breaking into the door, Fang Zongqing moved, blocking Fang Chong, and shouting: "This is not your Lijia Grain Store, you can't tolerate you being presumptuous. You'd better leave me immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
"You're welcome?" Li Hao shook his head contemptuously, "Why are you so rude? I want to see how many pounds you can have if you are a blacksmith?"
Li Hao is eighteen years old this year. He has learned some martial arts with his family's money. He is a famous bully in Ningcang County. He is young and frivolous, and has a lot of vain and arrogance. However, relying on his family's relationship, he has been fooled by him.
This time, he obviously came to mock Fang Chong on purpose. He wanted to see how the first genius of Ningcang County, who was deposed, looked like now?
Originally, Li Hao thought Fang Chong would be sick and malnourished even if he healed, but unexpectedly, he was full of energy and energy. He had no dantian to be destroyed, and he became the disheartened and depressed consciousness of a martial arts waste.
How could he be so happy? It was a failure.
He glanced coldly at Fang Chong, who was standing behind Fang Zongqing, and Li Hao stepped forward and shouted, "Fang Zongqing, do you dare to call me around? You really don't know how to live or die. Today I will let you see the power of a third-rate warrior, let you know what your identity is, hum."
Before he finished speaking, Li Hao had moved, his fat body was surprisingly fast. He rushed to Fang Zongqing and raised his fist and knocked it down.
A third-rate warrior can lift a thousand pounds, which is already a master among ordinary people. His fist fell from the sky and compressed the air, forming a harsh sound of air explosion.
What will happen if such a fierce attack is directly attacked on a person?
Fang Chong's scalp was numb, and he wanted to steal his father if he had conditioned reflexes. No matter what, he would not let Li Hao hurt his father.
However, to Fang Chong's surprise, Fang Zongqing was not at all confused at this time, calmly stretched out his hand and blocked him just right, then slowly raised his fist to face the attack that Li Hao was bombarding rapidly.
At this moment, everyone was surprised.
Because Fang Zongqing's fist turned into a fiery red color, it seemed like a layer of flame was burning, which suddenly increased the temperature around it by a large part.
The strange changes surprised Li Hao, but it was too late to retreat at this moment. His cultivation was still shallow and he had not reached the level of being able to restrain himself. Once his fist was shot, he could not retract him at all. Although he felt something was wrong, he could only rush forward with his teeth.
Bang!
With a dull sound, the two fists collided together, causing a circle of hot air waves.
The scene at this moment was extremely shocking. Li Hao, who was originally aggressive, flew backwards. His arms were pitch black, and his sleeves were burned into nothingness by the hot temperature. The powerful force penetrated his internal organs along his arms, making him unable to help but open his mouth and spew out a mouthful of blood.
"Mr. Li."
"Mr. Li, how are you?"
The few and a half-year-old boys who were originally standing at the door immediately stepped forward and helped Li Hao up, looking at Fang Zongqing in fear.
Li Hao is a third-rate warrior. He can lift a thousand pounds, but he was seriously injured before he even met. It can be imagined that Fang Zongqing's strength is definitely better than that of a third-rate warrior.
A blacksmith who made a blacksmith, but with such strength, really made them feel incredible.
Moreover, it is simply unusual for such a person to never show his cultivation in front of others.
Could it be that the other party was actually the legendary hidden master? The young and half-year-old boys and Li Hao felt a creepy feeling in their hearts. They didn't even dare to keep their harsh words and ran away in shame.