"Okay, before I teach you, let me explain something first," Qin Shi said. "People's application of martial arts these days is very crude. Almost everyone just stimulates their martial energy and attaches it to the surface of their body. Just like you just now, you don't know how to use your martial energy."
"This is the first time I've heard that martial energy can be controlled," said Wang Xiaohai.
"This is something I discovered accidentally when I was young," Qin Shi said. "Martial Qi is just like a magician's magical power. It can actually be controlled, but why are so few martial artists able to do it? It's because of the spirit and meditation. Warriors are different from magicians. Martial artists only need to train their bodies and martial arts diligently every day, while magicians must meditate and sense their magic power every day."
"Really? Then if we meditate and train our mental strength like we would use magic power, we will be able to sense the martial energy and release it like magic?" Wang Xiaohai asked.
"No," Qin Shi said. "There are differences between martial energy and magic power. Martial energy is generated from within oneself, while magic power is about sensing the surroundings and drawing on the power of nature. Therefore, when a magician meditates, they sense their surroundings and nature, but we need to sense ourselves, our internal organs, our blood flow, every breath, and all the various circulatory systems in our bodies."
"This is a bit like a warrior taking himself as his world." Wang Xiaohai understood.
"Very good, you are very insightful. Slowly sense the secrets of your body, sense the martial energy hidden in your body, and try to change it." Qin Shi said, "Go sit cross-legged in the bamboo grove in the yard and sense it. I will explain it to you in detail and teach you how to sense and control it."
Wang Xiaohai nodded, walked to the designated location and sat down cross-legged. The bamboo leaves rustled in the wind, but he was not affected. Under the guidance of Qin Shi's words, he entered the meditative state of a warrior.
One hour... two hours... one day... two days...
Wang Xiaohai closed his eyes and his body gradually floated up, dozens of centimeters above the ground.
He was entering a state of fusion between his body and the surroundings, as if everything around him had become his eyes, and there were no longer any blind spots in his vision. He saw Principal Qin looking at him with a bamboo sword on his back, saw a mosquito flapping its wings and flying out of the yard, and saw Qin Jie standing on the roof secretly looking in this direction. Although he closed his eyes, he could see more clearly and in detail.
"You can imagine the martial energy turning into a rising wind that lifts you up, or you can imagine it as a weapon to kill the enemy," said Principal Qin.
Wang Xiaohai seized this wonderful feeling at the moment and controlled it. His body rose higher and higher until he felt a cool breeze. He opened his eyes and found himself standing hundreds of meters in the air. Below him were pedestrians and vehicles like ants. There was a whistling sound of wind all around him. Not far away, a passenger plane slowly landed below him and was flying towards Qingliu Airport.
"I can fly too!" Wang Xiaohai was pleasantly surprised, but suddenly the magical feeling disappeared and he fell straight down as if he was weightless.
Peng——
Wang Xiaohai fell heavily into Principal Qin's yard, and a huge human-shaped pit suddenly appeared on the dirt ground.
After a long time, Wang Xiaohai climbed out of the pit, brushed off the dust on his body, and felt a little embarrassed.
"It's okay. You're not familiar with it the first time. Just practice a few more times and you'll be fine." Principal Qin Shi said.
"I think so too, but I have already grasped that feeling and I want to take this opportunity to get more familiar with it." Wang Xiaohai said as his body began to float in the air again and rise upwards.
A few minutes later, a figure fell down and a big pit appeared in the Qin family's bamboo courtyard.
"I feel like this time it lasted longer than last time. Let's try again."
Wang Xiaohai flew into the sky again, but fell down again ten minutes later.
This cycle continued for half a day, and dozens of holes appeared in Principal Qin's yard, as if it had been hit by a meteorite shower.
"Stop, go practice somewhere else. If you continue like this, my house will become a ruin." said Principal Qin Shi.
"I feel it's coming. I will definitely not fall from the sky next time!" Wang Xiaohai said, and flew up again.
However, Wang Xiaohai's feeling was not accurate this time, and he fell down again half an hour later.
"I don't care about you. You can destroy the yard, but don't destroy my house. Just be responsible for leveling the ground." Qin Shi said, turning around and going back to the room.
An hour later, at dinner time, Qin Shi was having dinner when Wang Xiaohai fell from the sky, smashed through the house and landed in front of him, breaking the bowl in his hand.
"If you keep going on like this, I'm going to move out." Qin Shi took out a broom and garbage shovel from the corner of the room and swept the broken pieces of food in.
"I'll do it." Wang Xiaohai grabbed the broom, helped sweep the floor, repaired the roof with nails, and then used a hoe to turn over the yard.
"Can your martial energy change?" Qin Shi asked Wang Xiaohai who was turning the soil.
"It seems to be possible." Wang Xiaohai said, and then tried to condense the light golden martial energy into a long sword and chop it towards the rockery in the bamboo courtyard.
The pale golden sword slashed on the stone, shattered it instantly, and turned into smoke and dissipated.
"It seems that the sword formed by martial energy is not very powerful." Wang Xiaohai said.
"That's because you didn't grasp the secret, you didn't grasp the method. Look at me." Qin Shi said, and a red sword appeared, cutting the several-meter-high rockery in front of him into two halves with one sword.
"So sharp!" Wang Xiaohai's eyes were full of fanaticism, and he practiced hard. If anyone fought with him in the future, one strike of his sword would either kill or cripple anyone!
A few days passed. During practice, Wang Xiaohai settled the contract and the principal's affairs, and then entrusted the affairs of the city class office to Yunmei. He believed that Yunmei was more thorough and meticulous than himself.
Soon, three days before the mainland college league, news from various countries was broadcast continuously. People over the age of 30 from all countries signed up to participate. As long as they were strong enough, there would be no shortage of schools to recruit them. Some schools even promised that those who were martial artists or above could receive a sponsorship fee of one million if they registered in the name of their school.
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