Xia Huo turned around and walked into the room. Inside the metal circle, he saw Tang Feng lying on the ground, motionless, clutching his chest.
Xia Huo couldn't help but feel angry and funny, and said: "Get out of here quickly, they are just rubber bullets."
Tang Feng turned around and crawled towards the small metal door on his hands and knees. He said with a sad face, "Rubber bullets are also very painful, not to mention this instrument is specifically aimed at my chest."
Xia Huo pulled Tang Feng out, dragged his collar with one hand, and said, "I told you, this is the latest training device designed by the National Armed Forces Department."
Tang Feng simply pretended to be dead and let Xia Huo drag him to the sofa.
"Take care of the wound yourself," Xia Huo threw a box of medicine in front of Tang Feng, and then said, "I'm going to teach you basic evasion skills. Please pay attention carefully."
Tang Feng nodded.
Xia Huo fiddled with the touch screen computer and then walked into the metal circle.
The machine language beeped: "Agility reaction training starts now, level, primary, weapon type, fist, machete, long stick, dagger, pistol. Number of people set, ten people."
Tang Feng was shocked when he heard this machine language. One dozen?
At this time, the metal frame began to light up. The metal frame was full of iron arms, which could control the speed and power of punches and knives according to the selected level.
A long-armed fist hit Xia Huo's back fiercely. Xia Huo twisted his waist, stretched out his hands at the same time, and hit the iron arm with a snap.
With a "ding" sound, the machine sounded: the enemy fell to the ground and was no longer able to fight.
At this time, a big knife and a long stick fell down at the same time. Xia Huo took small steps again, moved slightly, and looked at the blade that had avoided the big knife. Then she leaned forward and struck with a horizontal palm. At the same time, her slender right hand
He raised his leg and kicked hard on the iron arm of the stick.
Then there were two more beeps.
At this time, more fists and daggers surrounded them, but Xia Huo was unusually calm. Her footsteps only moved a small distance each time, and then used the intermittent attacks to counterattack. Although four or five weapons surrounded them at the same time,
Xia Huo, but her movements are as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and every move is very clear.
"Is this the legendary Jeet Kune Do? A martial arts master? A small grappler?" Tang Feng opened his mouth wide and watched as Xia Huo kicked nine iron arms away in an instant, then she did a roundhouse kick and a kick at the end.
On top of an iron arm, a muzzle is exposed at one end of the iron arm.
Xia Huo raised his right foot high, stepped on the muzzle of the gun, and said to Tang Feng: "During a war, you must always pay attention to whether the opponent has guns or other weapons. Do you see it?"
Tang Feng swallowed and nodded, but his eyes looked hard between Xia Huo's legs. Today, Xia Huo was wearing a knee-length skirt. Such a high-crossing action at this moment would undoubtedly make her stand out among the crowd.
All the scenery is exposed.
Tang Feng nodded vigorously and said, "I see clearly, Xia Huo, your underwear is from the Saint Seiya brand."
Xia Huo was stunned for a moment, then remembered that she was wearing a skirt, her face turned red, she hurriedly put down her feet, jumped out of the metal frame more than two meters high, and couldn't help but said angrily: "You are such a gangster.
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Tang Feng lowered his head in grievance and said, "You are wearing boxer briefs, I didn't see anything."
Xia Huo rolled his eyes, a little speechless, and said, "Hurry in and let me see if you have made any progress."
Tang Feng nodded, smeared some Panax notoginseng powder on his eye sockets, and then climbed into the agility training device. He still turned on the lowest training level. The entire training level is divided into five levels, God level,
High level, intermediate level, low level, lowest level. Regarding this classification, Tang Feng was really speechless. There was even a god level. Did the creator think he had traveled to another world?
This time, only two fists were used to attack. Tang Feng silently thought about Xia Huo's body movements and consciously integrated them into his own movements. Gradually, he found that he could easily dodge the attacks of those two fists.
Tang Feng was very excited and laughed loudly. Then he spotted an opening and punched the iron arm with a punch. With a loud "ouch", Tang Feng's fist swelled up.
With this agility training device, the most unlucky people are probably the residents downstairs. Fortunately, no one has moved into the house downstairs yet, otherwise the banging footsteps would definitely be a serious nuisance to the residents.
Although this agility training process was tiring, Tang Feng found that his physical strength was much better than before, and his recovery speed was also very fast.
After he and Xia Huo had a quick dinner, they continued training. At nine o'clock in the evening, he took a shower and went to bed on time to practice Zhou Tian Gong.
Tang Feng understood that the cultivation of Zhou Tiangong was the most important thing. At the very least, he had to be able to refine the Medicine King Cauldron.
Looking down at the cauldron mark on the palm of his hand, Tang Feng secretly made up his mind to master Zhou Tian Gong as soon as possible. With the Medicine King Cauldron, not only can many difficult and complicated diseases be solved, but even if the level is high,
There are many miraculous elixirs that can be made. Although they are not like those in novels that can lead to immortality and Taoism, there is absolutely no problem in strengthening the body, curing diseases and prolonging life.
The inner breath flowed over and over Tang Feng's chest and back, and finally intersected at his Dantian, flowing endlessly like a ring. When Tang Feng completed the twenty-fourth day, he slowly opened his eyes.
Eye.
It was still around three o'clock in the morning. Tang Feng stretched his waist and moved his muscles. When practicing Zhou Tian Gong, his brain had entered an unconscious state, and the effect of rest was much better than sleeping.
Tang Feng stood up, smelled the smell of sweat on his body, and couldn't help but frown, why is it so smelly again?
He rushed into the bathroom, washed it, and after feeling refreshed, he returned to the study and continued to read, about Chinese medicine, Western medicine, physiology, and anatomy. Tang Feng understood that as a Chinese medicine practitioner in modern society, you can refuse to use Western medicine.
antibiotics, refuse to use the mechanical surgery of modern medicine, and despise the life-destroying chemotherapy and radiotherapy, but you must understand Western medicine.
You don’t have to use it, but you have to understand it.
Tang Feng boredly flipped through the thick book on Western Medicine and Internal Medicine, feeling a burst of contempt. More than one Western medicine scientist once said that if you flip through the thick book on Western Medicine and Internal Medicine, you will find that not a single disease can be cured.
This is actually not an exaggeration. When you have a headache, the only Western medicine is analgesics, when you have a fever, you only have antipyretics, when you have a stomachache, you only have Starzox, etc. These are all methods that treat the symptoms rather than the root cause. Only in the end will you find out.
, What really plays a role in all treatments is actually the human body itself, its own recovery ability, regulatory ability and immune system.
Tang Feng threw down the thick book in his hand and walked towards the living room. He first made a few gestures in front of the heavy sandbag, followed Xia Huo's request, punched, kicked, elbowed, and kneeled, and then
Turn on the power, turn on the agility trainer, and start training.
Xia Huo in the room covered her ears in pain, and then she sat up with a thud.
"Damn it, this bastard, is he an insomniac? Doesn't he have to sleep at night?" Xia Huo cursed a few times, then picked up a pillow, buried his ears in the pillow, and thought sadly: Forget it.
Well, I have to go back to the bureau tomorrow to get a set of soundproofing equipment.