Chapter 512: Long thinks your imitation of Long is not good enough
"Are you suffering from paranoia?" Lu Wenwu couldn't help scratching Maomao's head. "We just met by chance. Why would I break your limbs and ruin your future?"
"ah?"
Wang Teng was stunned, and then he felt happy in his heart.
But on second thought, the other party even carries a treasure beyond the protection ability of the system to detect himself, so maybe he is just telling it to paralyze himself.
After all, although the current rules of Blue Star are that those with bigger fists have more courtesy, if anyone harms martial arts students, it will inevitably attract an investigation by the inspection team.
Yes, the other party must be a top expert sent by Xiaolin's family, trying to harm me before I grow up, and completely ruining my future in the most brutal way, eliminating even the slightest possibility.
Wang Teng suddenly calmed down and carefully thought about countermeasures and words.
If it were any other powerful person or martial arts master, they might not harm him, nor would they bother to harm him.
But the family that Xiaolin recognized as their ancestral home was notoriously insane on the entire Blue Star. Every member of the family was a lunatic. Who knew what shocking actions they would take?
For that tribe, any behavior is normal.
How should I respond now to avoid danger without alerting the enemy?
Wang Teng was thinking quickly, and his expression changed repeatedly.
Lu Wenwu just looked at him quietly, and it was quite interesting to see that his face kept changing the emotional percentage like a fan-shaped analysis chart.
He can't do it himself anyway.
This kid must have misunderstood.
It seems that he mistook me for the girl's family from his childhood?
Um.
The villain turned out to be myself, but unfortunately I am not him.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to answer. It's not important." Lu Wenwu chuckled. "Do you know that one, the one where you touch your nose with a wry smile? Can you show it to me? I've always wanted to see it with my own eyes."
Wang Teng: “???”
Damn, this guy is crazy!
It turns out that Xiaolin’s family has such a bad personality!
Although he was filled with grief and anger, Wang Teng's body was honest. He reached out and touched his nose, then smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, what on earth do you want to do? Just give me a quick death and stop playing with me."
"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! That's it!"
Lu Wenwu's eyes suddenly lit up, he laughed heartily, and clapped his thighs excitedly.
The signature move of the useless protagonist!
I finally got to see it today!
It feels comfortable, that's what it feels like.
“Snap! Snap!”
Two pieces of chalk suddenly shot over, and the former exploded accurately on Wang Teng's head, leaving a small bump.
Lu Wenwu casually tilted his head, and the chalk head bounced onto the wall behind him, making a small hole in the white wall.
"Wang Teng! Lu Wenwu! If you two don't want to learn, then don't disturb the other students! If you keep whispering, get out and stand!"
The head teacher's angry roar came from the direction where the chalk head flew from - I don't know if it was because he felt a little embarrassed because the chalk head, which was used as a hidden weapon, didn't hit anyone.
Wang Teng's face turned bitter again. He quickly turned around and dared not say anything.
Having good academic performance does not make you a good student. At most, you can be considered a good student. There are no privileges for you in the eyes of the teachers here.
Only those who are good at martial arts are truly good students.
Lu Wenwu didn't care and even greeted the teacher with a smile.
He still missed the long-lost lion roar.
Soon, a 40-minute cultural class was over, which was a mixture of mathematics and physics, roughly equivalent to the level of a third-year junior high school or a first-year high school student on Earth.
There are no difficult questions, nor are they very profound. Most of them are applications that broaden your horizons.
It was probably created to prevent martial arts students from becoming barbarians who only know how to fight, and to train their logical thinking skills.
After class, Lu Wenwu was immediately surrounded by most of the classmates, who kept touching Maomao - Xiaobao had already rushed out of the window before the get out of class was over, and no one knew where he went.
Everyone was very interested in this new transfer student who was about to take the college entrance examination, and they surrounded him and asked him all kinds of questions.
For most of the questions, Lu Wenwu, who is not good at lying, could only smile shyly, keep silent, and just read the message without replying.
Regarding the issue of strength, when someone asked him what his current level of cultivation was and whether he could defeat the number one in the school who had topped the three high martial arts rankings for six consecutive years, had already stepped into the innate realm of martial arts, and had a slight chance of entering the realm of martial arts before the college entrance examination, Lu Wenwu gave an affirmative answer.
91 open.
Some people speculated that since Lu Wenwu said it with such confidence, it must be nine for him and one for the other.
In the next mock exam, the top spot on the martial arts ranking list might change hands.
Some people also think that this is a manifestation of Lu Wenwu's humility, and the real situation should be that the other party has nine and he has one.
If he really has the ability to beat the current number one, why would he transfer to Black City, a remote place with scarce martial arts resources?
The crowd did not dwell on this issue too much, and soon they formed groups and headed towards the martial arts field.
From then until lunchtime, there were martial arts classes, which were instructions on standing meditation before the college entrance examination. The students were tried to make as much effort as possible and strive to make more breakthroughs in their cultivation.
Behind the crowd, the fat boy nudged Wang Teng with his elbow and whispered, "Old Wang, this guy is tall and strong, but he doesn't show off. Is he really going to be a jerk? Does he really have a 10% chance of winning against that beast?"
Wang Teng looked at the sturdy man holding a dog not far in front of him with a complicated expression. "Actually, I think he's the nine. I even have a feeling that he's being modest, as other students say. The real situation is probably ten to zero."
"Haha, Lao Wang, are you crazy? How can you say such nonsense? Let me see it."
"The fatty is right. The score is 19 to 19 for me and that top student in the grade whom I have never met. I have one and he has nine." Lu Wenwu turned around at some point and interrupted the fatty with a smile.
Confucius said: If one does not get angry when people do not know him, is he not a gentleman?
Lu Wenwu considered himself a gentleman.
He was not angry even though the fat guy misunderstood his strength. Bao is a gentleman.
Upon hearing Lu Wenwu’s personal testimony, Xiaopang’s expression suddenly became a little funny, and he murmured, “No, buddy, are you so honest?”
"I'm a very honest person. I'm not good at telling lies." Lu Wenwu said with a smile, "If I say 190%, then it's 190. I can kill him in nine reincarnations in a single breath. There's nothing wrong with 190."
Fatty: “???”
"I take it back. Buddy, it's a good thing you're... uh... confident," Xiaopang said politely. "What do you think, Brother Teng?"
"Me? I believe what Lu Wenwu said."
"Huh? Brother Teng, you with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, have actually spent a whole year learning the 'high EQ reply to warm her up' trick?"
"I really believe it."
The corner of Wang Teng's mouth twitched.
Nonsense, how dare I not believe it!
This is a master who was sent specifically to find an opportunity to defeat me.
It’s hard to say whether I can kill the top student in the grade. Killing me now is probably as easy as eating and drinking water. At least he must be a master in the late innate stage who has mastered many martial arts.
In the martial arts class, the martial arts teacher was a dark-skinned middle-aged man with huge muscles that were very stereotypical of a martial artist.
A real muscular tyrant.
But his body did not appear stiff or clumsy at all, but extremely agile and flexible, like a swimming fish or a nimble snake. He continuously performed one difficult movement after another, guiding the influx of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and guiding the movement and circulation of qi and blood in his body.
The martial arts teacher demonstrated five different types of standing meditation, which were derived from the Five Animal Exercises created by Hua Tuo in ancient times and were adapted and reconstructed by modern martial artists.
Although it is only the upper grade of yellow level in the grade assessment, it is applicable to almost all warriors.
The Qi and blood tempered by it are gentle and easy to guide, and are very good for laying the foundation before entering the Dao realm.
Almost all the students in the class practice this method.
This kind of standing meditation that strengthens the body's qi and blood and draws in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth requires only one instruction at the beginning, and then you can just follow it afterwards, and it is very quick.
It didn't take long before I had basically walked a circle.
It seemed that the higher-ups had already made arrangements in advance, so the martial arts teacher ignored Lu Wenwu who was watching with great interest while holding the dog, and instead began to instruct Wang Teng who had been waiting for a long time.
He is placed last not because of his poor performance.
The main reason was that he was not practicing a branch of the Five Animals Posture, but the Dragon and Tiger Posture that his childhood sweetheart secretly gave him.
The level of his martial arts skills has reached the astonishing Xuan-level upper grade, which is top-notch in the entire Black City, and is the undisputed number one in this field among high school students.
It is said that if this method is practiced to a high level, it can harmonize the internal energy and achieve the harmony of dragon and tiger, which is no less than a real low-grade earth-level technique.
The Dragon and Tiger Great Posture Exercise gets its name from its imitation of the dragon and the tiger. After achieving a small degree of success in its practice, each move can carry the momentum of a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar, with great opening and closing, and unparalleled strength and power.
Unfortunately, the instructor had never practiced it before, so he could only start with the Tiger Posture Kung Fu and teach him a little bit.
As for the other half about dragons, I can only say that the teacher gave some pointers based on his own experience, but not much.
Apart from the principal, no one else in the entire school knows the precious dragon-type martial arts and techniques.
Over the past six years, Wang Teng has always been at the bottom of the class and has not even entered the acquired realm. Naturally, he is not qualified to be personally instructed by the principal.
The correct way to practice both Dragon and Tiger Great Posture is to practice both.
Having a lame leg is a bit of a flaw after all.
Wang Teng himself was also very anxious about this, but there was nothing he could do.
Therefore, with the careful help of his martial arts teacher, he quickly completed the practice of the tiger-shaped stance and began to study the dragon-shaped stance method on his own.
"The body moves. The mind moves. The body and form become one. The spirit and form become one. Both form and form are present."
“Imagine the spine as a dragon, the back as the keel, the limbs as the claws, and the head as the dragon’s head.”
"How the hell should I use this thing to generate power? I can learn from the tiger-shaped stance and the tiger posture demonstration video, but how can I even create a dragon to use as a reference for this dragon-shaped stance?"
Wang Teng recited the essence of the dragon-shaped pile in his mind, and tried hard to twist himself into one strange posture after another on the ground, looking like a big lizard twisting and crawling on the ground.
Lu Wenwu watched him for about five minutes before he could figure out something from his somewhat abstract movements.
No buddy, what is this?
When I was just born, I crawled on the ground with my limbs uncoordinated, which looked more normal than what I am doing now.
Lu Wenwu couldn't bear to look at the image of the protagonist, who had basically been confirmed to be bound to the system, twisting and wriggling on the ground, and couldn't help but ask:
"Are you imitating a dragon?"
"yes"
Upon hearing his voice, Wang Teng, who had almost twisted himself to the point of cramp, suddenly lost his strength and collapsed to the ground, uttering a weak cry.
It was not surprising that he could recognize Lu Wenwu.
It wouldn't be strange if it was someone else's family's martial arts technique?
"Excuse me, what dragon's movements are you imitating? A dragon that has lost control of its limbs and is twisting and digging the ground in frustration?" Lu Wenwu was a little curious.
"I..." Wang Teng's face flushed, he wanted to cry but couldn't. "I am imitating a real dragon soaring in the sky, riding on the clouds."
Lu Wenwu was stunned. "How could you twist yourself into this state? If a dragon flew like you, it would make everyone laugh to death! Get up from the ground quickly and don't embarrass the dragon. Although I haven't practiced your skills, I can teach you the posture of a true dragon soaring."
Wang Teng wanted to refuse.
But looking at Lu Wenwu's face full of indignation, his arms exposed and sleeves rolled up, and his appearance filled with righteous indignation, he decisively chose to be a hero and not suffer a loss.
There's no way to resist anyway, so just do it!
You can't kill me in class!
So, Wang Teng was pressed to the ground by Lu Wenwu, and he began to practice re-taming his limbs and cervical spine.
“Ouch!”
Wang Teng couldn't help but scream.
Someone was pinching his muscles and bones from inside his body to make him pose, just like he was making a skeleton man. He felt like he was about to get cramped up like a doughnut!
It hurts so much!
As the energy and blood injected into his body by the big hand twisted every muscle and bone of his body, Wang Teng gradually assumed a posture that was extremely strange for the human body, and the intense pain seemed to subside.
"This is the state you need to stay in. Imagine yourself as a real dragon, soaring in the wind. Remember the method I just taught you to use to transport your Qi and blood. Inhale and exhale your Qi channels in rhythm, and simultaneously activate the spiritual energy and Qi and blood to move through the small and large circulations!"
Lu Wenwu's words were accompanied by gusts of breeze, which made Wang Teng's school uniform rustle.
“Hoohoo.”
He unconsciously began to breathe in a unique rhythm, his spine and muscles trembling slightly, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in his ears.
In my mind, a handsome and majestic real dragon poked its head out from the clouds, making clouds and rain on earth, but in the blink of an eye, it swept its tail and went straight up into the sky!
In this strange state, Wang Teng felt his body begin to heat up rapidly, and his heart beat faster and faster, as loud as the thunder of a war drum.
The new energy and blood surged through his body, rapidly draining his strength.
After only ten minutes, he felt that his body seemed to have reached its limit and instantly broke away from the mysterious state of transforming into a dragon.
Before his consciousness fell into darkness, he seemed to see a prompt from the system.
[You have mastered the unnamed dragon-imitation technique fragment (Heavenly Grade, Top Grade) through the guidance of an expert.]
(End of this chapter)
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