Zhao Xu held the long whip behind his hand and took an offensive stance. On the other hand, "Shadow" looked calm and raised his fingers at Zhao Xu.

Seeing how powerful the "shadow" was, Zhao Xu whipped out several whips in succession. Every time the whip was about to hit the shadow, the shadow could always dodge when the whip fell.

Zhao Xu has been practicing kung fu for so long, but he still doesn't believe in this evil.

The whip technique was used with all strength, and there was a sound like thunder in the air, and there was a sound of "pop! pop!". I swung forty or fifty whips in one breath, but did not hit the "shadow" at once.

Only then did Zhao Xu realize that there was still a big gap between himself and the real masters.

Shadow deliberately sneered at Zhao Xuxiang: "You have been studying for so long, don't you just have this little skill?"

Shadow's words successfully aroused Zhao Xu's competitive mentality.

I saw Zhao Xu pouring the internal force in his body into the whip.

Whenever Zhao Xu swung his whip, the sound of the whip was astonishing.

Snap!

Zhao Xu hit the green bricks on the ground with his whip, and there was a "click!" sound, and the green bricks cracked. The shadow used weird footwork to dodge cleverly.

From beginning to end, Shadow never fought back against Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu whipped him with a set of whipping techniques, not even hitting half of Shadow's clothes. This made him doubt for a time whether the martial arts he had practiced so hard were worth learning.

Shadow walked slowly towards Zhao Xu and said to him comfortingly: "Don't be discouraged, you are much stronger than I thought. If I hadn't concentrated on dodging your whipping technique with all my strength, I would have definitely hit it."

Recruited.”

"You don't have to comfort me. No matter how powerful my whip is, I still haven't hit you once." Zhao Xu took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to Shadow.

Shadow shook his head and did not take Zhao Xu's cigarette.

Zhao Xu lit one and started smoking.

Just listen to Shadow say: "Your whipping technique is strong enough now, but you can't control it freely."

"That is to say, you are still lacking in speed. This not only refers to your lack of strength, but also to your body's lack of speed. If the speed of your body coordination cannot keep up with your brain speed, you will be

This result. Of course, few people's physical speed can keep up with their brain speed. This is also an area where we martial arts practitioners need to strengthen. Have you ever heard that the heroes of Liangshan moved on from drums to fleas and stones, right?"

"Of course I've heard of it. Isn't he very good at qinggong?" Zhao Xu asked back.

The shadow nodded and said: "The reason why Shi Qian is nicknamed the Flea on the Drum is that because of his Qinggong, when he jumps on the drum, he will be as light as a flea. Don't look at Shi Qian's actions as sneaky.

There is no physical activity, but Qinggong is the most outstanding among Liangshan heroes. Think about it! A person’s weight is so heavy, and jumping on the drum will definitely make a thumping sound.

Shi Qian jumped up, but there was no sound at all. This was the gap. Also, just like modern office workers typing on a keyboard, some people can type several digits per minute. This is the normal typing hand speed. But

There are people who can practice typing hundreds of words a minute, and this is the gap. Only by facing this gap squarely can your martial arts make greater progress!"

After hearing what Shadow said, Zhao Xu suddenly became enlightened.

If a person can jump on a drum without making any sound, then when he swings out his whip, he will certainly be able to make no sound. This is what Shadow calls "freedom of control". When the time comes, he can make a sound if he wants to, and if he doesn't want to make a sound, he can make a sound.

Without making any sound, you must practice to a certain level.

Zhao Xu took a few puffs of cigarette, squinted at Shadow and asked: "Shadow, what you just said has benefited me a lot. What I'm more interested in is your movement. You come and go without a trace.

You can come close to me without being noticed. Fortunately, you are a friend and not an enemy. If you were an enemy, I would probably end my life."

Shadow said: "I focus on practicing Qing Gong. If I really have to fight, my strength will be about the same as yours. Maybe an inch is shorter than a foot is longer! If you want to practice Qing Gong, I can teach you. However,

Practicing Qing Gong also requires hardship, I wonder if you can bear the hardship?"

Zhao Xu thought to himself that he practiced kung fu in the middle of the night every day without stopping for a day. Besides, martial arts practitioners originally pay attention to practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. How can one achieve peerless Kung Fu without enduring hardship?

Another more important reason why Zhao Xu practices Kung Fu so diligently is that he wants to get the truth out of Chen Tianhe and improve his cultivation in Tianbang as soon as possible.

"There is no way to practice martial arts without enduring hardship." Zhao Xu threw away the cigarette butt in his hand after finishing his cigarette.

"Okay, then wait for me." After the shadow finished speaking, he jumped several times in succession, and the person disappeared without a trace.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow disappeared.

Zhao Xu saw that Shadow's Qinggong was really mysterious, and his eyes couldn't help but show envy.

When Shadow came back, he saw a shovel in Shadow's hand.

Looking at the shovel, Zhao Xu asked Shadow in confusion: "Shadow, what are you doing with the shovel?"

Shadow smiled and said, "You'll find out later!" After that, he used a shovel to dig a sinkhole in the nearby forest.

The sinkhole is about 70 to 80 centimeters wide and about 70 centimeters deep.

Shadow asked Zhao Xu to jump into the pit and then jump up again.

After hearing what Shadow said, Zhao Xu couldn't help but frowned. It seemed that Shadow had come prepared. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to take out the shovel from the trunk of the car so quickly.

After Zhao Xu jumped into the pit, he jokingly said to the shadow: "You're not going to bury me alive, are you?"

"I'm teaching you how to practice Qing Gong."

"Is this how Qing Gong is practiced?" Zhao Xu asked in confusion.

Shadow ignored Zhao Xu and said: "You try to jump up!"

I saw Zhao Xu bending his legs, exerting force under his feet, and with a "whoosh!", he easily jumped out of the pit.

Seeing that Zhao Xu danced easily, Shadow couldn't help but nodded and said to him: "Tie your weight-bearing bags to your legs and try again!"

Zhao Xu tied the weight-bearing bags from his daily morning run to each of his legs. After jumping into the pit, he jumped several times in succession but did not jump out.

The weight bags Zhao Xu used weighed twenty-five kilograms each. In other words, the weight of the weight bags for both legs together exceeded fifty kilograms.

Shadow said to Zhao Xu: "Practice on your own. When you can jump out of the pit with a weight bag, I will make it more difficult for you." After saying that, he walked aside and jumped onto the rock to learn.

Mr. Kong started to meditate.

Zhao Xu was covered in stinking sweat from exhaustion, and even with the weight bag strapped on, he was unable to jump out of the pit.
Chapter completed!