Han Feng, dressed in black brocade clothes, stood upright on the steps and said seriously to Lu Han at the foot of the steps: "Spiritual cultivation is difficult, martial cultivation is even more difficult, and the speed of cultivation is even slower. I think you should know that if
If you regret it now, you can still regret it."
"I don't regret it." Lu Han said firmly.
Lu Han did not dislike Han Feng because of his attitude toward him, but respected him very much. He agreed with the saying that a strict teacher makes a good disciple, even though Han Feng was not his real teacher.
"Okay! From now on, you will be a member of our Martial Hall, and I will be your mentor. Don't have any doubts about my words. All you have to do is strictly follow what I say." Seeing Lu Han's resolute attitude in front of him
, Han Feng liked Lu Han more and more, and even his tone of voice became a little gentle.
"Yes, Master Han Feng." Lu Han responded.
"All external skills and various moves are to exercise certain parts of the body to strengthen various properties and explode amazing attack power. However, do you know? Regardless of practicing any external skills, your own body is the fundamental foundation. As long as you have strong
If you practice various attack methods, your physique will definitely become extremely strong." Han Feng talked eloquently.
Lu Han said: "Teacher Han Feng, I understand that without a strong body as a capital, it is difficult to achieve success by directly practicing any moves."
"Very good, I'm starting to like you a little bit. In fact, when it comes to martial arts, the instructor doesn't play a big role. I can't provide you with techniques and techniques, because these are only needed in the Nirvana realm. I teach
Yours is to provide you with the best cultivation method based on your physical condition. If you practice cultivation, you still have to practice more and explore on your own."
There was a rare smile on Han Feng's always cold face: "Seeing how you looked this morning, your perseverance is not bad. From today on, I will arrange something simple for you first, let me see how much you can bear, and then gradually
Just a reminder, Lu Han, you need to know that due to your age, you have missed the best time to practice, so I will add more training to you, and you have to work harder, you know?"
"Lu Han, I know."
"Okay, now what you have to do is very simple. Start from the basics. Go to the stage, lie down and do 200 sit-ups for fun. If you can't hold on, you can rest for five minutes. One more thing, remember to train every day.
After that, when you get home, apply some lotion or find a masseur to relieve your fatigue to prevent you from collapsing," Han Feng said.
After hearing Han Feng's words, Lu Han's hands shook slightly, but he did not hesitate and immediately walked onto the stage. He lay down neatly, crossed his hands behind his head, and started doing sit-ups.
Two hundred? Are you still having fun?
After only doing fifty, the soreness and numbness gradually began to spread.
"Huh" paused for a while, then Lu Han took a big breath, gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and continued. The further he went, the more uncomfortable he became, and the soreness and numbness in his muscles became stronger and stronger.
At the end, Lu Han's legs gradually began to tremble.
Chai Lie on the stage was hitting the sandbag hard while looking sideways at Lu Han, his admiration for Lu Han getting stronger and stronger in his heart.
dark place.
Ying Lao, who was wearing a blue robe, quietly looked at Lu Han who was gritting his teeth and persisting on the stage, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"seventy-five!"
Lu Han gritted his teeth and let out a low drink, his legs started to tremble violently, and the sweat from his forehead invaded his eyes, bringing a slight bitter feeling.
After resting for a moment, Lu Hantang tightly clasped his hands behind his head several times, pushed his legs downward, and raised his body again.
This time, he insisted on doing thirty reps in one breath. At this time, Lu Han felt as if his body had lost all consciousness.
The next moment, Lu Han's body was extremely exhausted and he collapsed on the table weakly. He had already reached his physiological limit.
Immediately, the clear current came out of the Dantian again, slowly flowing through Lu Han's body, and was slowly absorbed by the muscles, and the sore and numb feeling was gradually dissipating.
He could clearly feel that his tired muscles were being repaired quickly, and their toughness had even increased. In this way, the muscles would be stronger and the speed of external skills training would be faster.
Lu Han's trembling legs gradually stopped shaking, his hands that were about to let go were clenched tightly together again, and his chaotic breath gradually became calmer.
…
"This kid is doing this again?" Han Feng in the audience looked at Lu Han, whose breathing was gradually calming down on the stage, and said to himself in confusion.
Ying Lao, who was in hiding, was also very puzzled by Lu Han's current state, and his hands behind his back couldn't help but clenched slightly.
Five minutes later, Lu Han stood up suddenly, full of energy, and continued to do sit-ups.
"One hundred and ninety-eight."
"One hundred ninety-nine."
"Two hundred."
"Haha, it's done." After the last low voice, Lu Han made a big gesture with his body and lay down on the stone platform. He turned his head and looked at the mechanical watch under the platform. Only an hour had passed.
Lu Han laughed wildly a few times, feeling extremely happy. With this mysterious black elixir, he didn't need to rest like other people once his cultivation reached the physical limit. Or he could use medicinal wine or pills to recover.
Now, he is looking forward to the next physical limit with confidence.
Han Feng stepped forward, stood in front of Lu Han, frowned and said, "I have a question to ask you."
Lu Han stood up quickly and said, "Teacher Han Feng, please ask."
"You were shaking very badly at first, but why did you slowly recover?" Han Feng asked in confusion.
"Uh...haha, is there any? That should be a physical problem, and there is a method I use. Whenever I feel like I can't hold on anymore, I distract myself and think about something happy in my mind.
Things have eased a bit this way. As for the recovery you mentioned, how is that possible?...Look at the sweat on my forehead now. My body is so sore that it is about to fall apart."
Lu Han was confused when he heard Han Feng's question, but he soon regained his composure. He immediately made up a lie and told it. While speaking, he stretched out his hand and tapped various parts of his body, pretending.
"Oh? Distract attention? Very few people can do this. Are you telling the truth?" Han Feng frowned slightly, with a doubtful look in his eyes.
"Yes, it's just a distraction. Nothing else really matters. Maybe you feel wrong."
Lu Han's eyes were a little erratic, and he immediately lowered his head and pretended to hit various parts of his body, sighing softly, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,". He thought to himself, he must be careful in the future and never let others know about his master.
Han Feng looked at Lu Han who was constantly beating his body in front of him, and doubts arose in his mind, "Could it be that he really felt wrong? No, this kid is definitely weird. You should pay more attention to him in the future."
Thinking of this, Han Feng's expression returned to calmness and he nodded, "It seems like you are okay. Let's take a rest and let's move on to the next training."
After saying that, Han Feng walked aside, opened the box placed on the edge of the stone platform, pulled out a black belt from it, and handed it to Lu Han.
Lu Han took a few steps forward and stretched out one hand to take the belt. The moment Han Feng put the belt in his hand, Lu Han understood the mystery.
"This is the lightest belt, only ten pounds. You put it on, rest for ten minutes, and then start doing squat jumps until you can't do it anymore." Han Feng said, turned around and walked slowly off the stage, marching
In the main hall, the figure disappeared from Lu Han's sight.
Weighing the belt in his hand, Lu Han had an unnoticed smile on his face, and then tied it around his waist. He began to sit up and squat, stand up straight, and squat down. Stand up straight and squat down.
…
The martial arts cultivators on the side saw Lu Han's every move today. Everyone actually had a good impression of Lu Han. Lu Han made them feel very approachable. He seemed to have no background when he was with the martial arts cultivators.
The power gap is average.
Lu Han didn't know what the people on the stone platform thought of him, and he didn't have time to care. Lu Han liked this wonderful feeling of exceeding the limit more and more. At the moment when he exceeded the limit, he was filled with indescribable excitement.
It was a crazy and wonderful feeling, and Lu Han gradually became obsessed with it.
Time passed by minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, the afterglow of the setting sun poured over the earth, and dusk came with a gentle breeze.
It was time for the Forbidden Academy to end school. The martial arts students had gradually stopped training and were walking outside the academy one after another. Lu Han pretended to be tired and jumped off the stone platform with Chai Lie, following behind.
Followed the crowd and walked outside the college...