Wen Meng quickly finished a set of punches and stood in the arena with a calm expression, looking at her grandfather longingly and nervously waiting for his comments. She knew that this was a rare martial arts master she encountered.
"Hehehehe, not bad, not bad. The moves are versatile and flexible. The punches are strong but elastic. He has a short bridge and a narrow horse, and is good at generating power. This is a rare and good skill in close combat." The old man was satisfied.
He said, raising his feet and walking towards Wen Meng.
Wen Meng's eyes showed a look of joy. The old man pointed out the essence of this boxing technique in one sentence, and he wanted to teach himself.
The old man walked up to Wen Meng, showed off a move she had just used, and said: "This move should be to send out an inch of force and retreat with one blow. The force you used just now was wrong, and the range of the move was too large. If the opponent avoids the counterattack,
, you will be in trouble. It should be like this."
The old man said, following Wen Meng's moves, he quickly extended his left fist, cut his right palm horizontally, and then quickly retracted it like a spring. The movement was strong and powerful, but the amplitude was extremely small. Then he gave some instructions on a few more movements.
Wen Meng paid close attention, then took a deep breath and followed Grandpa's movements. "Okay! The boy is teachable. His body, eyes, and Qi are all in place, but his internal strength is slightly worse and his strength is not enough." Grandpa praised, Wen Meng
Meng immediately understood the essence of what grandpa said with his actions just now.
"Hey, your hand is bleeding!" Grandpa suddenly discovered that the original wound on the back of Wen Meng's hand was bleeding. It was obvious that her punching action just now was too violent, and the wound was torn again.
Xiaoya ran out of the tent and was about to go to Wen Meng's tent to get the medicine box. Wen Meng pulled her and said, "No, martial arts practitioners are not so delicate. Grandpa, can I learn this whipping technique?" She still wanted to learn that technique.
Whip method.
The old man glanced at Wen Meng attentively, nodded, and thought to himself: "What a strong little girl, I guess the wounds on her body are also torn." The old man reached out and grabbed her right hand, and a warm current immediately followed Wen Meng's hand.
The upper meridians jump upward.
After a while, the old man let go of his hand and said: "Your internal strength is too weak, Wan Lin, go to the edge and find a vine." The old man was afraid that she would be injured by the black branches while practicing whipping.
Wen Meng happily said to her grandfather, "Thank you" repeatedly. The old man not only injected her with internal energy, but also allowed her to learn this magical whipping technique. This made her overjoyed. He was really a blessing in disguise.
If she hadn't been injured by the Incense Demon Tree, she wouldn't have had the opportunity to learn this peerless whipping technique.
Wan Lin quickly found a tough tree vine from the edge. As he walked back, he used a saber to cut off the branches on the tree vine. He came to Wen Meng and handed the tree vine to her and said: "Look for it."
Put a piece of cloth on it, otherwise your hands will be worn out in a short while." He did not tell Xiaoya, because he knew that Xiaoya's internal strength had already reached a certain level, and when she held the thin branches and danced with her strength, the branches would not
There will be the slightest movement in the palm, and naturally the hand will not be worn out.
Wen Meng glanced at Wan Lin with his big eyes and said, "Thank you, Chief Instructor." Then he took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around his hand, holding one end of the vine tightly.
"Okay, practice with my movements." Wan Lin said, raised his hands and put on a posture, and slowly moved his hands and feet. Xiaoya and Wen Meng danced the branches and followed Wan Lin's moves one by one. The old man held his hands
On his chest, he looked at the three people in the field with a smile.
The armed police instructor next to him walked up to the old man with eyes full of envy, as if he was hesitant to speak. Grandpa turned his head and glanced at him, seeing that his body was shaking slightly, he reached out and took his arm, and said with a smile: "This whip
You can't learn the Dharma. Xiaoya, take out the bamboo tube in my bag and give this instructor two antidote pills."
Wan Lin and others were stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the armed police instructor. They saw that his body was shaking slightly and there was some flushing on his face. They immediately realized that when grandpa was practicing whipping, he used his inner strength to dance the long whip. Unknowingly, he had
The toxins in the whip are forced out and fill the air.
The armed police instructor was watching at close range and was poisoned unknowingly. At that time, when something happened in the forest, he stayed at the camp and did not take the antidote, so he was poisoned.
Wan Lin and Xiaoya quickly ran into the tent, took out two antidote pills from their grandfather's bag, ran out, stuffed them into the mouth of the armed police instructor and made him swallow them.
The old man shook his head when he saw him, and looked at Wan Lin and the others inexplicably. The old man smiled and said: "This set of whipping techniques can only be learned if you have a foundation of internal strength. Your chief instructor, I have never taught him in the past. This little girl has been practicing since she was a child.
I already have some internal strength in my martial arts, so I can barely learn it." The old man saw at a glance what the armed police instructor was thinking just now, and said with a smile.
In the evening, Wan Lin turned around and glanced at Xiaoya and Wen Meng, who were still training hard, and said, "Okay, you guys should take a rest. Xiaoya, look at the wounds on Wen Meng's body, and then treat her.
Try to recover as soon as possible so that you can carry out the next stage of training. I will go to the edge of the forest to have a look."
Wan Lin said, said hello to his grandfather, and walked towards the forest. At this time, the team members finally set up five rafts under the guidance of the instructor. Wan Lin and several instructors checked them one by one again and found that they were satisfied.
nodded.
He bent down and picked up the wood pulp made by the team members, looked at it, picked up the saber, made some slight changes, and returned the wood pulp to the team members with satisfaction.
Wan Lin stood on the edge and raised his head, smiled at the surrounding team members, and praised: "Okay, three days of hard work has not been in vain, and the task has finally been successfully completed. However, don't be proud, everyone, a wooden raft like this is in our
The requirement in the special operations team is to complete it in one day. You still need to continue to exercise. This is a combination of physical strength and skills. You must not blindly do it. Okay, that's it for today. Each group will carry its own raft to the water. Tomorrow
Start training in a new subject."
When the team members saw that their results were recognized by the instructor, they cheered and lifted up the raft and walked towards the lake. After several days of hard work, they finally saw the results.
The seemingly simple tying of rafts left everyone with scars on their hands. But at this moment of success, everyone suddenly felt the instructors’ good intentions. Not only did they exercise their physical fitness in logging, but they also learned how to identify the ropes for tying rafts.
Materials and how to tie rafts.
These seemingly simple tasks actually contain knowledge that cannot be learned in training textbooks, which will play a vital role in their future survival and completion of tasks in various complex environments.
That night, the team members slept particularly soundly...
At around three o'clock in the morning the next day, the three instructors Chengru, Xiaoya and Lingling had already gotten up and came to the command tent. Wan Lin was standing in the tent looking at the map on the table with a flashlight, and Xiaohua lay quietly beside the map.
On the table, Xiaobai followed Xiaoya in. When he saw Xiaohua, he immediately jumped up on the table and lay down quietly next to Xiaohua.