parentshiftbook Chapter 21 Breathing Posture
Chapter 21 Breathing Posture
Lu Cheng let out a long breath and slowly finished his work.
Before opening my eyes, my consciousness scanned my sea of consciousness.
【The Twelve Forms of the Black Eagle Stance】
[Grade: Low-grade human grade]
[Realm Level: Minor Success (1/300)]
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The Xuan Ying stance training has achieved minor success.
Early stage of Qi Refining!
Nine days, one day earlier than expected.
Lu Cheng slowly opened his eyes, feeling the various changes in his body, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.
Gently gather your breath, and with a forceful sway of your waist and back, the energy begins to spread from your core to your limbs.
It travels down through the waist and hips to the thighs, and then down to the calves.
Upwards, it flows along the arm and into the ten fingers.
The force transmitted caused all the muscles in his body to tremble rapidly a few times.
Most of the sweat that had covered his body was instantly shaken off.
"Such strong control."
Although his physical strength hadn't increased much, Lu Cheng at this moment was completely different from Lu Cheng nine days ago.
At this moment, the sense of "control" over the body is much stronger than before.
If I were to encounter that young gang leader and Shi Da again now, even without the iron fork in my hand, I could easily kill them both.
Let's see what they've got!
Lu Cheng pushed off with his feet and suddenly lunged forward.
In a flash, he covered a distance of one and a half feet and arrived in front of a wooden dummy.
He then inhaled and gathered his strength, striking out with lightning speed.
"Thump!"
The wooden stake remained completely still.
But the sound it made was not the crackling sound of flesh colliding as before.
Rather, it is as profound as a stone entering a secluded spring.
The wooden stakes seemed to have become hollow, and the force was transformed into projectiles that collided and bounced within them.
Only after the sound grew weaker and weaker and gradually dissipated did the wooden stake vibrate with a "hum" and tremble.
The fact that the wooden stake reacted in this way indicates that the force of Lu Cheng's palm strike did not hit the surface, but penetrated entirely into it.
If it hits a person, there will be no visible marks, but the muscles, bones, and internal organs will suffer severe damage.
What an impressive transfer of power!
What a fine early stage of internal strength training!
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Looking around, I saw that most people had already gone to have lunch.
Only a few disciples remained in the training ground.
After confirming that no one was paying attention to him, Lu Cheng calmed himself down and then extended his right hand in a figure-eight palm shape, slowly reaching towards the wooden stake.
When he reached within three inches of the wooden stake, he suddenly changed his palm into a claw, unleashing all his strength and concentrating it on his five fingers.
"Snap!"
With a crisp crack, Lu Cheng tore a piece of wood off the wooden stake, which was about the thickness of a bowl.
After glancing at the broken pile, Lu Cheng contentedly tossed away the pieces of wood and headed towards the dining hall.
A few days ago, in Feng Zhan's courtyard, he was either practicing physical exercises like grabbing jars and throwing sandbags.
Alternatively, one could practice static exercises such as the direction and route of attacks, as well as the power and breath required to transform the hand into a claw.
This was Lu Cheng's first time using the Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle in "real combat".
The results were quite good.
If that claw were to strike someone's chest, they would surely suffer a gruesome death.
"..."
"Hey, who would bother chiseling wooden dummy stakes for no reason?"
"Isn't this ridiculous? How can we practice martial arts like this?"
Behind them, a passing disciple saw the wooden dummy with a palm-sized hole that Lu Cheng had chipped off, and spoke up angrily.
He glanced at Lu Cheng, who hadn't gone far, then at the wooden dummy, shook his head, and laughed at his momentary thought.
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In the afternoon, Lu Cheng returned to the training ground to continue practicing.
The minor success of the Xuan Ying Zhuang did not cause Lu Chengsheng to become complacent in the slightest.
On the contrary, because I need to set aside time to practice "Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle", I must make the most of every moment in the future.
Having witnessed the power of the Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle, Lu Cheng's mind became more active.
It seems that survival is no longer a problem.
But to live only for survival is a bit too unambitious.
Apart from the precious spots that originally belonged to Changfeng Escort Agency.
Lu Cheng was extremely envious of those massive resources.
Shen Yi only said that he would send three people to compete, but did not say that one person could defeat three others at once.
Therefore, within three months, his cultivation level reached the late stage of Refining Strength.
The Seven Strikes of the Black Eagle have reached a minor level of mastery!
This goal cannot be compromised in the slightest.
Practice your skills!
After achieving a basic level of proficiency in stance training, it is necessary to add the practice of the three-form breathing stance.
Lu Cheng closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness sinking into his sea of consciousness.
The pillar of light, as always, stood deep within the sea of consciousness.
The dark golden light was calm and still, without the flickering light that appeared when deducing martial arts techniques.
But it also carries a sense of mystery and vastness.
Within the pillar of light, two black figures stood side by side, one on the left and one on the right, practicing different martial arts.
The one on the left is practicing stance training, his figure as steady as a mountain.
The one on the right is agile and nimble, with claws flying everywhere.
Lu Cheng focused his consciousness on the [Twelve Forms of the Mysterious Eagle Stance].
In an instant, the scene before my eyes changed abruptly.
The figure on the right shrank rapidly like the receding tide and disappeared into the distance.
In the blink of an eye, it became a blurry black dot in the distance.
Meanwhile, the figure practicing stance training on the left suddenly zoomed in, filling Lu Cheng's entire field of vision.
Every joint and every muscle of the figure was meticulously depicted, as if it were standing just three feet in front of Lu Cheng.
Every movement of the figure was absolutely perfect, and in comparison, Lu Cheng could clearly feel the gap between himself and the figure.
However, it's much better than when I first started practicing.
As soon as Lu Cheng had a thought, the figure of the person practicing the stance immediately changed.
After excluding the other nine postures, only the three breathing stances remain in the practice.
During the shadow puppet practice, the limbs and torso no longer exhibited large-scale bending and stretching movements.
It only produced a steady and powerful slight tremor as its chest and abdomen opened and closed slightly.
It also kept making breathing sounds such as "humph", "ha", "buzz" and "hiss" from its mouth and nose.
Lu Cheng imitated the figure's posture and assumed a fighting stance.
Stand with your feet apart, shoulders relaxed and elbows drooping.
He was as still as an ancient pine tree.
The figure's chest slowly swelled up.
Lu Cheng also took a deep breath.
Breath slowly enters through the mouth and nose.
It passes through the throat and down to the chest cavity.
Then it sinks all the way down to the dantian.
During this process, the organs and meridians through which the breath passes are also stimulated accordingly.
Lu Cheng stopped inhaling only when his lower abdomen swelled slightly from the natural infusion of his breath.
Then, the figure clenched its teeth, pressed its tongue against the roof of its mouth, and slightly parted its lips.
A soft "hissing" sound was emitted as he exhaled.
The chest cavity began to slowly deflate.
Lu Cheng also exhaled.
The breath rises from the dantian, passes through the chest and throat, and is slowly exhaled through the nose.
The internal organs and meridians are subjected to another kind of tempering.
With each breath, Lu Cheng could feel various subtle changes within his body.
It wasn't done intentionally.
Rather, it is the breath that drives the body's natural opening and closing.
This is the mystery of breathing stance.
Use breath to guide qi, use qi to attract force, and use force to refine strength.
The figure kept repeating these three moves.
Lu Cheng practiced it three times and then felt a warm sensation slowly spreading from his dantian, flowing through his meridians, internal organs, and limbs.
It is not like the soreness and swelling that occurs when practicing the first six stances, nor is it like the fierceness of the claw technique.
Rather, it is a kind of nourishment that grows silently and gently.
Lu Cheng immediately understood.
This is the training method for the middle stage of the Refining Strength Realm.
The internal organs and meridians of the human body are weak, so they cannot be exercised as roughly and forcefully as the limbs, waist, and back.
The correct approach is to use the breath you take to gradually refine your strength.
Lu Cheng became more and more proficient with each practice session, and his skill level slowly increased.
【The Twelve Forms of the Black Eagle Stance】
[Realm Level: Minor Success (3/300)]
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【The Twelve Forms of the Black Eagle Stance】
[Realm Level: Minor Success (5/300)]
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[Realm Level: Minor Success (11/300)]
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Two hours later, the sun began to set in the west, turning red.
Lu Cheng stopped and stood up.
Two hours in one afternoon only increased proficiency by ten points.
But Lu Cheng was not in a hurry.
Firstly, the breathing stance is significantly more difficult than the previous six stances.
Secondly, Lu Cheng has only just begun training.
Once all the errors and omissions are corrected, the progress will be much faster.
Lu Cheng opened his eyes and wiped away the sweat.
But they found that there were fewer people in the training ground.
Especially those around me.
Only the skinny bamboo pole and Hu Er remained.
Not right.
It's not lunchtime yet, why is everyone gone?
There's also the chubby Liu Guicai and the brothers Hu Liang and Hu Guang.
The entire afternoon passed, and he still hadn't appeared.