Chapter 16 Hard Kung Fu and the Dream

Hua Jin (Effort Transformation) treads on water, water only passes the knees.

An Qisheng stepped on the water, his body rising and falling with the waves. Beneath the surface, his ten toes worked together to stir the current, multiple streams of hidden force converging to barely support him.

"Hua Jin is subtle and meticulous, strength reaching everywhere. Only with the uniform application of force can these things that ordinary people cannot do be accomplished."

An Qisheng's expression was calm, a trace of understanding flickering:

"Without reaching this step, even if I could comprehend the changes in the strength of Holding the Dan (Embracing the Core), there would still be a layer of gauze separating me, knowing what it is but not why. But once I enter Hua Jin, the accumulation of the past will immediately take effect. It's absolutely impossible for an ordinary fist master who has just entered Hua Jin to reach my level!"

Over the past year, what An Qisheng had comprehended the most was Wang Honglin, the grandmaster of Bajiquan (Eight Extremes Fist).

Reading a book a hundred times reveals its meaning, and how many more than a hundred times had An Qisheng comprehended the strength of Holding the Dan?

It's just that in the past, his mastery of strength hadn't reached this point, and comprehension was always lacking. But once he entered Hua Jin, it was different. The comprehension of the past flooded his mind.

Along the way, his mastery of strength had changed again. A master of Hua Jin for many years was nothing more than this.

But after a moment, An Qisheng retreated.

Having just entered Hua Jin, his physical strength had not yet been developed to its maximum, and his blood vessels could not adapt to continuous exertion.

Whoosh!

With a shake of his foot, the water droplets on his trouser legs flew away.

An Qisheng walked barefoot to a nearby bluestone and sat down cross-legged.

Comprehending the various changes after Hua Jin.

The final step of An Jin (Hidden Force) is the entry of force into the brain. The various images and illusions at the time of breakthrough are the result of An Jin entering the brain and stimulating the cerebral cortex.

Over hundreds of years, the martial arts rooted in the military of the Great Xuan Dynasty have undoubtedly been greatly developed.

Although no one has yet reached the seventh realm of fist techniques, the research and summary of the six realms has reached a very high level.

It's just that ordinary people can't access it.

It was only in the process of constantly entering the dreams of great fist masters that he gradually came into contact with these secrets.

"Kung fu cannot be separated from the human body. According to military research, the fastest speed of an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts is nine seconds per hundred meters, and the strength is five hundred kilograms. This data basically coincides with my Ming Jin (Manifest Force) state..."

"And Ming Jin entering An Jin, and An Jin entering Hua Jin, as the control of the human body becomes meticulous, this limit will be broken again and again. After achieving Hua Jin, it is the process of developing the human body's limits. Only when physical strength reaches its peak can one dabble in the spirit..."

"In this process, the physical strength and bones of inner-style fist masters will catch up with those fist masters who practice hard kung fu and outer-style fists..."

An Qisheng's mind raced.

Reality is not a myth. The improvement of realm and strength will not instantly feedback onto the human body.

The improvement of human physical fitness and the enhancement of bone strength must still be done step by step.

"I know quite a few horizontal hard kung fu, and I have also learned Iron Shirt, but the most suitable for me is the military's Dragon's Roar Iron Shirt, Tiger's Howl Golden Bell Cover!

This military hard kung fu, based on the hard kung fu of predecessors, collecting human body data, and deduced by artificial intelligence, is the king of contemporary hard kung fu. It covers the advantages of various hard kung fu. The threshold is high, but the practice is the fastest..."

"When hard kung fu is perfected, the situation like the battle with Miao Quan, where I was covered in bruises and my muscles almost died after hard collisions, will no longer occur..."

An Qisheng is a person who is very good at learning from his mistakes.

In the battle with Miao Quan, he thought that his skills and fist techniques would not lose to him, but if it weren't for Wang Anfeng's shot, he would have been the one to die in the end.

For no other reason than that the hardness of his bones couldn't keep up.

Now that he has entered Hua Jin, he naturally has to systematically learn hard kung fu.

With a thought, An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes, and a great light appeared in his vision, and he had already entered a dream.

Having entered Hua Jin, his spirit was even more vigorous.

He could already try to enter the dreams of peerless warriors.

Juechen Daoist (Taoist of Absolute Dust) was himself a great master of military martial arts.

In recorded history, he was the first in the way of hard kung fu.

Using him as a reference was naturally the best.

A little starlight slowly spread until it occupied the entire field of vision. With a thought from An Qisheng, countless images flowed past like water.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time later, a picture stabilized.

Mountains, overcast rain, misty, beautiful mountains and rivers, in front of the golden roof and golden palace, a burly old Taoist, and an ordinary-looking young man.

"That is, Gu Changsheng?"

An Qisheng's heart was shocked, and he recognized that ordinary-looking young man as Gu Changsheng, the most famous genius in the contemporary Great Xuan martial arts world.

"Senior is a great master of military martial arts for three hundred years in the Great Xuan Dynasty. No one can surpass you in the way of hard kung fu,"

Gu Changsheng said softly:

"This junior is here to ask senior for guidance on the Golden Bell Cover."

"You are a descendant of the Gu family, so there is no harm in it."

Juechen Daoist's sleeves fluttered, and a smile appeared on his rough face as he explained the Dragon's Roar Iron Shirt and Tiger's Howl Golden Bell Cover to Gu Changsheng.

An Qisheng listened attentively. Although his mental power had increased, it was still a bit difficult to enter the dreams of godly warriors, and time was tight.

Naturally, he would not waste a single moment.

While listening, he summarized Juechen Daoist's words.

In ancient times, hard kung fu was nothing more than three points: first, the hardness of the muscles; second, the density of the bones; and third, the shock resistance of the internal organs. The ancients practiced hard kung fu by first practicing a breath, and then using wooden sticks wrapped in linen to beat the whole body, and then applying medicated plasters and medicated oils, little by little improving the hardness of the flesh.

After that, it was just changing from wooden sticks to stones and iron rods. It is possible to practice hard kung fu in this way, but first, the efficiency is too low, and second, it will damage the body. Not only is there a possibility of early death, but also various sequelae will be left behind. Finally, some places that cannot be exercised will become the so-called weaknesses, fatal spots...

The efficiency is not high, and the effect is not good, so very few people practice hard kung fu.

The practice of the Golden Bell Cover requires the entry of strength into Hua Jin, and the ability to communicate with all the pores of the body with a thought before it can be practiced. When practicing, you only need to use the following methods to stimulate the subtle places of the whole body with strength to improve the toughness of the muscle fibers, the density of the bone trabeculae, and never improve the strength and hardness of the muscles, bones, internal organs, and organs, so as to achieve internal and external integration, and the indestructible state of the Vajra.

.......

Finally, if there is a hypnosis master to assist and give psychological suggestions, so that the practitioner feels that he is wearing iron clothes and covered by a golden bell, the effect will be better and the speed will be faster.

"Hypnosis master, I wonder if I count..."

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, his face looking a little tired, but his eyes were very bright.

Although he had only been studying hypnosis for half a year, with several hypnosis masters as a reference, and his naturally strong mental power, he had already surpassed the hypnosis masters he had learned from before.

Perhaps not as good as Wang Zhixuan, but at least in the Great Xuan Dynasty, he could be considered top-notch.

Whoosh!

Letting out a long breath of stale air, An Qisheng's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and a wisp of mist gradually appeared in his heart.

In a trance, his body sank, as if covered in iron clothes, and the surroundings were golden, as if shrouded in a big bell.

With his current hypnosis skills, even the world's top hypnosis masters may not be able to hypnotize him, but he himself can easily hypnotize himself and give himself psychological suggestions.

Bang bang bang~~~

An Qisheng jumped up and slapped himself in many places, the force seeping into his body along his fingers and palms, causing violent collisions.

With the wind under his feet, he jumped a few times and crashed into the woods by the river.

During the twists and turns, strength burst out from his whole body. While patting his whole body, he constantly collided with the surrounding trees.

At the same time, he exhaled 'huh ha' from his mouth, but it was not a meaningless roar.

But Bajiquan's Qi Condensation.

The function of Qi Condensation is to stabilize the lower body, increase strength, strengthen bones, and promote the integration of the six harmonies. It is the foundation of the Bajiquan foundation.

Gurgle~

His abdomen rolled like thunder, and his intestines and stomach accelerated peristalsis under the stimulation of strength.

Constantly dissolving the Bigu Pill (Grain Avoidance Pill) in his stomach, so as to supply the nutrition needed for practicing hard kung fu.

.......

Southeast of Xuan Province is where many small countries are located, also known as Nanyang (Southeast Asia).

Nanyang, somewhere in the Philippines, a mountain forest, a fire filled the air, and thick black smoke went straight into the sky, visible for several miles.

Outside the mountain forest, Wang Zhixuan stood with her hands down, her expression indifferent.

Her body was loose and unconstrained, standing neither upright nor slanting. Whenever someone rushed out of the mountain forest, she would take a step and kill them with one palm.

Gradually, the fire became smaller, and the screams gradually disappeared.

Only then did she slowly turn around, and her gaze suddenly froze as it shifted.

An extremely strong killing intent slowly rose from the wilderness, undisguised and rushing straight towards her.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she saw the old man in black walking out of the wilderness.

The old man walked forward, not as if he was rushing, but as if he was measuring the earth. Every step was exactly three zhang and three fen (approximately 11 meters), no more, no less.

Whoosh~~

As Wang Zhixuan's gaze shifted, there seemed to be the sound of wind in the wilderness.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger.

Wang Zhixuan half-closed her eyes and uttered a syllable:

"Miao Xiu?"